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"Not dead? Then... where is he?"

Jiang Yichen paused for a few seconds: "In the hospital."

That day when Fu Ran and Lin Yang had a quarrel at the hospital, Lin Yang told him that Lin Yan had become a vegetable and he had no better choice, he had to start a family with a woman.

Fu Ran was mad.

He slapped him across the face and walked away.

The two of them broke up completely.

"Lin Yan has become a vegetable. Generally speaking, the probability of waking up from a vegetable that has been in a coma for more than half a year is very low. He will probably be like this for the rest of his life."

Lu Qingrang snorted, annoyed: "It's what you deserve, let him bully Feng Jin so much before, and I would think it cheap for him if he died! I wish he would meet a black-hearted nurse who would torture him every day and become the contemporary Rong Rong, Stab that bastard son to death!"

Jiang Yichen squinted at him, "If Feng Jin knows about this..."

Gu Qingrang rushed forward and pressed Jiang Yichen's mouth; "Hey, Feng Jin is not allowed to know about this! Now his condition is recurring, and he can't be stimulated any more."

Jiang Yichen frowned: "I just think that although Lin Yan made a mistake, the crime is not worthy of death."

When Gu Qingrang heard this, he was unhappy: "Why, do you feel sorry for Lin Yan? How did that bastard treat Feng Jin before, did you eat all of it?"

Jiang Yichen hooked Gu Qingrang's waist, pulled him back little by little, and said in a low voice, "I don't mean to excuse him. It's just... just like him, I have done stupid things and hurt the person I love the most The heart, but isn’t it good that we are doing this now? Lin Yan and Feng Jin may not be able to.”

"Stop." Gu Qingrang's face darkened, and he pushed Jiang Yichen away coldly: "I tell you, Jiang Yichen, I forgive you because you, Father Gu, have a big heart, a firm body, and a firm mind, and I didn't marry Feng. Jin was also tortured into schizophrenia. I don't care what Lin Yan is lying in the hospital for now, if you hurt, you are hurt. Forgive or not is Feng Jin's decision. Lin Yan didn't sell you to a nightclub to drink with someone , Feng Jin's injury did not hurt you, you have no right to ask Feng Jin to give Lin Yang a chance."

Jiang Yichen's face froze a bit, he put his arms around Gu Qingrang's waist, and frowned, "I was wrong, don't be angry."

Seeing that he had a good attitude, Lu Qingrang felt a little more at ease, "Have you made breakfast yet?"

Jiang Yichen gave a deep "hmm".

"What have you done?"

"Today, Wednesday, bacon meat with fried eggs, boiled broccoli, according to your request, less oil, eggs medium-boiled, no salt. Honey lemonade is also ready."

Lu Qingrang blinked, patted Jiang Yichen on the head, and smiled, "Good boy."

Lu Qing asked Piao to go to the bathroom to wash up, Jiang Yichen rubbed his hair, his brows furrowed.

It seems that I have seen A Rang's expression just now.

Ok.

It seems that when he strokes the dog's head.

Feng Jin recuperated at home for a whole week.

After taking the medicine on time, his condition improved a lot, and the strange voices and shadows that haunted him also disappeared.

Even Xiaotao kept praising: "Fengfeng, your complexion has improved a lot recently!"

Feng Jin smiled embarrassedly, "Because I don't have insomnia anymore."

Good sleep, regular diet, plus Feng Jinyuan's body is in good shape, and he is young, so he naturally recovers quickly.

After confirming that he was fine, he called Gu Qingrang and said that he hoped to return to work as soon as possible.

Although Gu Qingrang was worried, but couldn't bear Feng Jin's insistence, he could only agree in the end.

Then he sent several variety show brochures to Feng Jin and asked him to choose the one he likes.

Feng Jin picked a gourmet program from it.

There was still a week before the filming of the variety show, Feng Jin planned to do his homework in advance, he took his wallet to buy a recipe and came back to study, who knew that when the door opened, he bumped into a person.

It was Lin Yang who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Lin Yang seemed to have been lingering at the door for a long time, seeing Feng Jin's expression was a bit unnatural, the hand knocking on the door froze in the air, retracted it for a while, and silently put it into his trouser pocket.

"Feng Jin. Long time no see."

"Long time no see." Feng Jin smiled: "Would you like to come in and have a sit?"

"it is good."

After Lin Yang entered the room, Feng Jin poured him a glass of water, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I was filming on the day of your wedding, so I couldn't attend."

Lin Yang waved his hand: "It's okay, it's not a memorable wedding, it's fine not to go."

Regarding what happened at Lin Yang's wedding, Feng Jin was just hearing it from hearsay, he didn't ask further, and rephrased: "Is there anything you can do with me today?"

"Feng Jin, I know I shouldn't bother you anymore." Lin Yang sighed, "Whether you say I'm selfish or shameless, I admit it, Lin Yan is my brother

Brother, I don't want to give up on him. "

Feng Jin was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Lin Yang squeezed the back of his hand, took a deep breath, "Xiao Yan is not dead."

"snap" one by one

The cup in Feng Jin's hand fell heavily on the floor.

The water inside splashed and wet Feng Jin's trousers.

Lin Yang stared at the broken glass for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "It's because it's Xiaoyan's wish to hide it from you. Before his accident, he told me that no matter what happened to him, I would Don't bother you any more..."

Lin Yang shook his head: "I'm sorry, I know I'm not qualified to ask you anything, but he is my own brother, I can't be cruel, just give him up like this. So..."

Feng Jin's face was pale, "Brother Lin Yang, you don't need to say any more."

Lin Yang was silent, then nodded, took out a business card from his pocket, and put it on the coffee table.

"Xiaoyan has been recuperating here since his accident. If you have time, go and have a look. Anyway, he doesn't know about it."

After Lin Yang finished speaking, he put down his water glass, stood up gently, bowed to Feng Jin, and left.

Feng Jin didn't move for a while.

He originally thought that he would be overjoyed when he heard the news that Lin Yan was still alive, but it seemed that there was nothing but a trace of relief and relief in his heart.

He got up, cleaned up the broken glass on the ground, and then picked up the business card that Lin Yang left behind.

Stared blankly for a while.

Then he changed his clothes and went to the flower shop downstairs to buy a bouquet of flowers for visiting the sick.

Then I got in the car and went to the nursing home.

The nurse was surprised to see Feng Jin.

"Are you here to see Mr. Lin Yan?"

Feng Jin was a little embarrassed, his ears were red: "Can't celebrities come to this kind of place?"

The nurse smiled and said again and again: "No, no, I'm just a little surprised that there are other people coming to see Mr. Lin Yan."

Feng Jin: "What?"

The nurse thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Mr. Lin Yan has been in our nursing home for ten months, and you are the first person to see him besides his elder brother."

Feng Jin was a little surprised: "It's been so long... Has no one else come to see him?"

The nurse sighed, "No, his parents are not in good health. In fact, his eldest brother doesn't come here often. It seems that he is too busy with work. When he is free, he can come here twice a week. If he is busy, he won't come for a month. It's all possible..." The nurse sighed as she spoke, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you come or not, anyway, for Mr. Lin Yan, he doesn't know anything..."

Feng Jin gave a "giggle" in his heart, "What do you mean? What happened to him?"

The nurse's eyes widened: "You still don't know? Hey, come with me, I'll take you there."

The nurse took Feng Jin to Lin Yan's ward.

Feng Jin probably never imagined in his life that he saw Lin Yan again in such a way.

He stood on the edge of the bed, desperately trying to reverberate in his mind, but he couldn't overlap the quiet, pale, thin and somewhat out-of-shape man on the hospital bed with the high-spirited man in his impression .

The nurse stepped forward and asked Lin Yan to pull the quilt, feeling very sorry: "I heard that he is not yet 25 years old, so young. When he first came here, he still had a little flesh on his body. He looks like a spirited guy. It's a pity."

Feng Jin almost blurted out, "When will he wake up?"

"Awake?" The nurse shook her head with a smile. "I've been working here for decades, and I haven't seen any vegetative people wake up. That's called a miracle. How many miracles can there be in this world?"

The nurse looked around cautiously, and lowered her voice, "But, don't tell his brother about this, the two brothers seem to have a deep relationship...but no matter how deep it is, there is no dutiful son on the bedside after a long illness, When his brother starts a family, gets married and has children, and has his own family..."

The nurse pointed to the person on the bed, and said in a rustling voice, "This is a burden! If you take it home without food, you will starve to death in three to five days. Anyway, he can't cry or scream."

The nurse began to wipe Lin Yan's body.

Feng Jin only felt that a ball of cotton was stuffed in his heart, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

He couldn't stay here for a moment longer, as if a second longer, there would be a crushing feeling that made him desperate from all directions.

Feng Jin clenched his fists and ran out of the ward panting.

Leaning his back against the wall, like a drowning fish, breathing heavily, his entire back was drenched in cold sweat.

After 15 minutes, the nurse came out of the ward.

Seeing Feng Jin, he smiled softly, "Are you scared?"

Feng Jin bit his lip.

"Normal, people in a vegetative state can't take care of themselves. Some people in a vegetative state can open their eyes, but they just don't respond. That's scary, like a living dead. Just get used to it." The nurse smiled: "I've fixed everything. , do you want to go in and see him?"

Feng Jin shook his head: "No need, knowing that he is still alive, my wish has been fulfilled."

After finishing speaking, Feng Jin turned his head and left.

Walking out of the nursing home, there are layers of clouds lingering in the mountains, reflecting half of the sky red, which is particularly dazzling.

Feng Jin stared at the red cloud where he was, and let out a deep breath.

future……

─It will definitely get better and better, right?

─Definitely.

A few days before Christmas in December, Gu Qingrang brought back some Christmas decorations from somewhere, and pulled Jiang Yichen to rearrange the house.

Jiang Yichen held a Santa hat, looked at Gu Qingrang who was running around on the ladder, and couldn't help but said: "Be careful, don't fall, and don't yell at me if it hurts."

Gu Qingrang held a Christmas boot in his hand and stretched out his arms to hang it on the chandelier.

"I fell and you won't catch me?"

Lu Qingrang raised his head, hung up the things in threes and fives, and then ran down "clumsily".

"Where do you want to put this hat?"

Lu Qingrang grabbed the hat, and forced it to cover Jiang Yichen's head.

With two hands hooked around his neck, "Santa Claus, do you have any gifts for Christmas?"

Jiang Yichen took a tight breath, and his Adam's apple slid up and down twice: "Me."

"Hey, how shameless." Lu Qing let his heart "pound", swam the hat down for him, and then jumped up the ladder again.

ember

Jiang Yichen's heart was trembling, and he opened his hands to protect him, preventing him from falling.

"Jiang Yichen, go and help me get that Christmas tree!"

Lu Qingrang raised his head, talking and laughing with Jiang Yichen one second, but suddenly felt a warm liquid gushing out of his nasal cavity the next second.

He quickly covered it, and looked down, his palm was covered with red blood.

Gu Qing was taken aback, and was stunned for a while.

Jiang Yichen took the Christmas tree and came over one by one