Rebirth is more than a year old

In the end, Feng Li didn't wait to come to Xiangnan's "I am willing".

Xiang Nan's reason is also very good: this is not a dialogue between a man and a woman, two big men don't need to be so tired and crooked.

So until the two set off from the courtyard to the restaurant that Yan Jun had booked, no matter how much Feng Li coaxed, Xiang Nan's mouth was tightly shut, and he refused to say a word.

Later, Feng Li seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, holding the steering wheel and sighing, he said rather sadly: "The road is long and long."

Xiang Nan pretended not to hear, and turned up the collar of his jacket, covering most of his face.

At this moment, it is the time when the lanterns are first lit, and the whole city is lit up by thousands of lights, like a dazzling star in the universe.

Xiang Nan nestled in the back of the chair and was about to speak when he suddenly felt the car shake violently, and the eardrums were grazed by the strong impact sound, as if they would burst at any moment. Before he could react, the car they were in suddenly " He floated up, the airbag popped out and covered his face instantly, in the confusion he turned his head to look in Feng Li's direction, and what greeted him was Feng Li's body that rushed towards him, his whole body was blocked by Feng Li between his body and seat Between the chairs, Xiang Nan didn't have time to speak or shout, he only felt his legs go numb, and soon lost consciousness.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to be just a short moment.

Xiang Nan woke up from the coma, everything around him was noisy, people's voices seemed to be separated behind a layer of gauze paper, vaguely audible, and when consciousness became clear, those who were covered by deep sleep The pain returned immediately, and Xiang Nan pouted his mouth, trying to move his hands and feet, only to find that his body was pressed by a heavy object and he couldn't move at all. At this moment, a sharp voice came from above his head: "Does it hurt?"

When Xiang Nan heard Feng Li speak for the first time, he felt that this voice was the most beautiful in the world. At this moment, this familiar voice was mixed with a smile and fatigue and weakness that could not be ignored. Xiang Nan raised his eyelids, Feng Li His face was close at hand, that usually handsome face was covered with blood stains, looking a little scary up close, Xiang Nan was startled, and finally realized what happened just now.

Feng Li pressed against him in a strange posture, the car's deformed roof was on his back, and the narrow space made it easy for Xiang Nan to see the steel pipe inserted from the outside of the sunroof of the car, A very thin and long one was thrown straight into the car as if it had fallen from the sky. The other end of the steel pipe sank into Feng Li's body, and the windshield was completely destroyed by the steel pipe piercing in from outside. Even sending it a few centimeters forward, it can be directly inserted | into the bodies of the two of them. Xiang Nan hardly dared to speak, his heart tightened, and for a few seconds he could only stare blankly at the man above his head, his mouth trembling violently .

Thick blood stains poured out from Feng Li's chest, and soon dyed Xiang Nan's blue coat red, and the lights of the police car outside the car window flickered, as if fleeing from a distant place, Xiang Nan opened his mouth , transparent water flowed out of his eyes involuntarily, Feng Li stretched out a hand with difficulty, trying to touch his cheek, but unfortunately he failed, so he had to say: "Don't cry, it will be fine soon." Feng Li's physical strength He had probably reached his limit, but this short sentence seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Xiang Nan hurriedly nodded, his body froze there, motionless, trying to use his voice to arouse Feng Li's awareness that he was about to leave his body, "What kind of flowers do you think would be good to plant in the yard?" Then before Feng Li could speak, he rushed to answer: " Is it good to plant crabapples? Or plant peonies, isn’t there a poem that says peonies in front of the court are invincible, but flowers on the pond are pure and unfeeling, only peonies are truly beautiful and move the capital when they bloom.” He made his voice sound as loud as possible. Be lighter, but the tears flowed down uncontrollably, "You ask me how I know this poem? Ye Su liked to recite poems in the past, and I often went to play with him, so I was more or less fascinated by it."

During the time he was talking, Feng Li lowered his head lower and lower until his head rested on his shoulder, even his breathing became slow and weak.His entire body was like a body that had lost its bones, and was pressed down heavily, as if there were no signs of life.

There were many people in uniform standing outside the car window. Xiang Nan raised his head and wanted to tell them to rescue them quickly, but after several attempts, the voice could not be transmitted successfully.

When I was studying and first learning idioms, my teacher taught me a word called "Life is like a year", which means to describe the eagerness to get out of a certain predicament as soon as possible when life passes too slowly.During the time when Feng Li was moved out of the car, in just a few minutes, Yu Xiangnan felt like a long century had passed, as if every second was suffering, worry and fear The entanglement of your heart, when you are about to suffocate, you suddenly relax, and then cling to it again, strangling your heartbeat.

Feng Li was carried onto the single rack, and Feng Li was carried into the ambulance. After relaxing his mind, he finally tilted his head to the south and passed out completely.

When I woke up again, the sky outside the window was bright, the curtains in the room were opened, and the clear sunlight of June came in, staining the floor.

His body, especially his two legs, was in severe pain. Xiang Nan wanted to get up from the bed, but Song Chen, who was sitting by the bed, immediately pushed him back, and said softly, "Your leg bones are broken, don't move around."

Xiang Nan leaned on the bed with one elbow, refused to lie down, and asked Song Chen, "Where's Feng Li?"

The expression on Song Chen's face was very subtle, and then he replied under Xiang Nan's gaze: "It's still undergoing surgery."

"……How long?"

"It's almost 10 hours."

Hearing this, Xiang Nan lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed. He didn't know where the strength came from, and pushed Song Chen who wanted to stop him a few steps away. Song Chen barely stopped and looked at Xiang Nan. Nan had already landed on the plastered legs, "You can't walk without a wheelchair like this." He pushed the wheelchair in the corner of the room over and let Xiang Nan sit on it.

The road from the ward to the operating room has been very quiet in the south.

There were many patients and family members in the passing corridor, their voices were not deliberately lowered, but Xiang Nan didn't listen to a word, Song Chen looked down at him several times, thought for a while and finally said nothing.

The operating room was at the end of the corridor, and the two huge white doors were tightly closed. There was a "in operation" sign with a red light on the door, which looked particularly dazzling.

Yan Jun was sitting on the bench outside the operating room. Seeing Xiang Nan coming, she hurriedly got up and walked over, "How do you feel?"

Xiang Nan nodded, his eyes were looking at the closed door, and his mouth was tightly pursed.

The hospital is a nasty place. The smell of disinfectant in the air makes people sick all the time. The cold and white walls are like death’s sharp sickle blades. Even the chairs against the wall are so blue that people feel trembling. Feeling a bit difficult to breathe, he firmly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, trying to calm his already overloaded heart.

"Feng Li will be fine." Song Chen lowered his head and comforted him softly.

Xiang Nan didn't speak, and Feng Li's tired and beautiful smile before he fainted was reflected in his mind. No matter how thrilling the scene of the car accident was, Feng Li used all his first reactions on him.Xiang Nan didn't believe in loving someone so much that he could lose his life for him, but now he knows that there really is such a thing as being selfless.

The incandescent lamp above his head was pale. Under this paper-like white light, Xiang Nan's face didn't look bloody at all. He had lost too many things in his life. Parents, grandma, friends, if even Feng Li Lost... He hardly dared to think about it.

Some people always say that this is an era when everyone can live without it. In fact, it is true, but there is a big difference between living and living well.The reason why people have feelings is probably due to the need for sadness in life and separation, and the need for despair in death.

The door of the operating room hadn't been opened yet, and Xiang Nan had already tasted the taste of despair.

There was a faint taste in his mouth, and he had no taste at all. He was leaning on the wheelchair, his body was as stiff as a plaster cast that would be torn apart at any time. He couldn't think of too many things at this moment, and the white wall in front of him suddenly became far away.Xiang Nan's expression was too calm, which made people feel uneasy, Song Chen and Yan Jun glanced at each other, then Song Chen knelt down | and held Xiang Nan's cold fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair, "Are you hungry? I'll go get you something to eat."

Xiang Nan's eyes were still fixed on the closed door of the operating room, and he said softly: "Do you think Feng Li will be like Ye Su..."

Song Chen didn't wait for him to continue, and interrupted him almost rudely, "No, trust me Xiangnan, Feng Li will not leave you alone."

Xiang Nan finally turned his head and glanced at him, there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "It wasn't until today that I realized how lonely the world would be if Feng Li was gone."

Song Chen clenched his fingers tightly, but at this moment he couldn't say anything, he could only call his name softly, Xiang Nan, who was not crying at this moment, was better than the boy who would only hide and cry secretly when he was wronged It was even more distressing, Song Chen couldn't help but put him in his arms, and stroked his thin back with both hands, "Xiang Nan, it's not easy for you and Feng Li to make it this far, so don't give up on yourself."

Xiang Nan rested his chin on his shoulder, looked up at the snow-white ceiling above his head, nodded slightly, and then slowly closed his eyes, a line of clear tears fell from the corner of his eyes, and slid on Song Chen's black shirt , soon disappeared.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the operating room opened.

A doctor wearing a dark blue surgical gown came out, followed by several nurses. The middle-aged doctor wearing glasses said to them, "I'm sorry, we have tried our best."