i'm a wang

In a quiet environment, any sound will be amplified, not to mention the sound of a truck driving which is already loud.Therefore, when the truck was slowly approaching from the other side of the road, many people actually noticed it.

However, neither Xiao Lin nor the bodyguards paid too much attention to it. First of all, this kind of truck is really common in the countryside. The peeling paint on the body and the bricks on the truck body all indicate that this is just a truck. An ordinary small truck, and because everyone has their own things to do, the truck is slow, and the distance from Xiaolu and the others is far away, so naturally there is no time to pay too much attention to an ordinary truck. truck.

Therefore, when it suddenly accelerated, drove off the road with lightning speed, rampaged through the orange grove, and crazily charged towards Lin Siran and Xiao Lu, the time-consuming rescue was already one step too late.

Although the bodyguard had shot the driver to death at the fastest speed, and even though the truck had slowed down to a low speed when it hit Xiao Lu, the body was still fragile.

Lin Siran always remembered that scene. Xiao Lu, who had a ferocious face a moment ago, roared and pushed him away from the truck, but when he saw that he was safe and sound, he showed a happy smile the next moment.

Obviously he had been knocked down to the ground and couldn't move, obviously his facial features were covered with blood, obviously he was in so much pain that he couldn't even say a word, but he kept, kept looking in his direction until Seeing that he was safe, he completely lost consciousness with a reassuring smile.

Lin Siran sat there blankly, like a person separated from the world.

He watched the bodyguards carry the bloody Xiao Lu into the car and galloped to the hospital. He watched the silent truck driver being dragged out of the car and his face was covered by a white cloth. He watched the people around him come and go. In the past, it was as if the soul was placed above the body, and everything seemed like a dream, so absurd and terrifying.

When Mao Zhu's big hand lightly rested on his shoulder and patted him, he came back to his senses as if he had woken up from a dream.

"Aran, you also need to go to the hospital for an examination." Mao Zhu looked at Lin Siran's pale face worriedly, and bent down to help him up from the ground.

Lin Siran's legs had long been numb, and there were bursts of severe pain from the calf bone, but he seemed to have not noticed anything, and the hand that was holding the bamboo was trembling, and he squeezed out a sentence: "He, is it all right? ?”

From Lin Siran's point of view, it seemed like a long century had passed, but in fact, only 10 minutes had passed since the accident happened to when Mao Zhu came to find him. In 10 minutes, the car hadn't arrived at the hospital yet, so how could he know about Xiao Lu's condition.However, now of course he can't say that he doesn't know. He can only show a stiff smile and comfort him: "Don't worry, you should be fine. Mr. Xiao has been here for so many years, how could it be..."

However, in the middle of speaking, Lin Siran, who was looking up at him just now, widened his eyes as if he had heard some bad news suddenly.

He staggered and crawled up, dragging his broken legs, looking around sadly, looking for something at a loss, murmuring Xiao Lu's name in his throat, walking in the small orange grove like crazy. wandering around.

What about Xiao Lu?What about Xiao Lu?where?where! ! !

Lin Siran felt like falling into an ice cave all over his body. One Xiao Lu didn't know whether he was alive or dead in order to save him, but the other Xiao Lu disappeared without a trace.

Didn't you say that you would never leave your side?Didn't you say that you have to die with yourself when you die?Doesn't it mean that even if you live in such a pathetic form as a soul, you have to follow yourself?

Now, where are you going?

Turning back the time, he vaguely recalled the scene when the truck rushed towards them. At that time, they were still there, and one of them pushed him away, leaving death to himself.What about the other one?What was he doing at that time?

Yes, he remembered it, he remembered that Xiao Lu used his body to block the truck, but was directly passed through, he remembered that Xiao Lu wanted to take Lin Siran to run faster, but he couldn't hold his hand , I remembered that Xiao Lu wanted to pull the driver away from the seat, but it was still useless.

Until, he was overtaken by a car, until that Xiao Lu sat in the driver's seat and could only watch helplessly as he was about to be run over by the front of the car.

At that time, he suddenly smiled, another damn smile, full of sadness and relief, his already transparent body became weaker and weaker, and the truck gradually slowed down as if someone had stepped on the brakes. down.

In the scorching hot weather, there was obviously no wind, but after Lin Siran was out of danger, he felt a gust of cool wind blowing by, as if someone was whispering in his ear, caressing his hair, and in the driver's seat, the The figure of the person has long since dissipated.

Lin Siran had a plaster cast on his feet, and lay on the hospital bed with a dull expression.There was a rustling sound next to him, and he turned his head suddenly, hoping that it was the person who smiled and said to him: "Look, Si Ran, you really care about me, a joke will make you panic."

As far as the eyes could see, there was nothing, no illusory figure, no one who was supposed to be an enemy but gave his life for him again and again, only the wind, blowing from the window, moving the cabinet The plastic bag on it rustled.

"I forgive you, come out." Lin Siran spoke into the air, as if he was certain that there must be someone hiding there.

Unfortunately, there was still no one, no one showed their figure, looked at him with shining eyes, and said emotional words.No one, like thousands of days and nights in the past, never left and looked at him affectionately.

"I see." Lin Siran's eyelashes flickered, and he sighed aggrievedly, "Then you should do your work first, and come out when you are free. This time, let me wait for you."

"However, don't make me wait too long." He looked at the sycamore leaves swaying gently in the breeze outside the window, "I can wait for you for ten years at most, and I won't wait. So, come to me quickly. "

A week later, Lin Siran was able to walk with crutches, but Xiao Lu who was living in the intensive care unit still did not wake up.

Sitting on the wooden chairs in the consultation room of the hospital, Lin Siran and Yuan Yi quietly listened to the attending physician's explanation.

"...After many consultations, our hospital believes that the patient's current condition has basically stabilized, the internal bleeding has stopped, the injury on the ribs has also begun to repair, and the overall development is improving. In fact, according to similar As far as the situation is concerned, the patient has been able to wake up long ago, and our hospital can't make a conclusion about his current coma state."

Yuan Yi was impatient, and immediately asked: "Then when will Xiao Lu wake up! Director Chen, you are the top doctors in China, if you can't do anything, then who else can save him? "

Director Chen pushed his glasses and shook his head, with obvious distress on his face: "Mr. Yuan, to be honest, I have no way to determine the time when Mr. Xiao is awake, because I can't use common sense to judge. His injury cannot be regarded as serious. A vegetative state, but a rare coma, I can only say that our hospital will do its best to treat Mr. Xiao."

After some conversation, Director Chen left, leaving only the dejected Yuan Yi and the expressionless Lin Siran in the consultation room.

Yuan Yi wiped his face, combed the hanging hair back with his fingers, and couldn't help sighing again.

He was about to say what was in his mouth, but when he looked up, Lin Siran still had that expression of having nothing to do with him, he endured it again and again, this time, the anger that had been accumulated for several days finally burst out.

The author has something to say: The stupid author is really not a stepmother!Definitely HE!Everyone, please rest assured to eat! ! !

Did you abandon me because of yesterday's abuse? ?No!Hold the babies back and don't let you go!crying face/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~