Rebirth is waiting for you to torture me

He saw everything in his eyes, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but the hatred in his heart could not disappear because of this, and it was impossible for him to forgive Xiao Xun.

But there are only a few people who come and go here, he and Xiao Xun live in the same room and face each other day and night, and the two have been together like friends before, and after a long time, he is occasionally willing to talk to Xiao Xun calmly.

Even so, he could tell that Xiao Xun was very happy.

If time is long enough, maybe he will really try to accept Xiao Xun.

Unfortunately, due to Xiao Jingliu's revenge, the relationship between the two people who had just eased up returned to the original point.

He asked Xiao Xun blankly: "Who is Yue Yun?"

Xiao Xun's hand that was feeding him stopped, raised his head and looked at him, then lowered his long eyelashes, gently blew on the hot porridge in the spoon, tested the temperature, and brought it to his lips to feed him , replied indifferently without a trace of emotion: "A stranger is also an enemy."

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62. Chapter 62...

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Broken wings, dying captive birds, whose wings are filthy—

The future and the present, similar pictures, double folds of interlaced time and space, whose cry, whose mourning——

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Autumn White——…

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The person who had been in a deep sleep slowly opened his eyes.

"Han Qiubai, are you awake?!"

Zhang Qin called out in surprise, startling the other people guarding the ward.

Su Lin, Wang Jingtao, Fang Caizi and He Dazhi all joined together, and everyone's faces were beaming with joy.

"Great, Qiubai, you're awake! Thank you! God bless you!" Su Lin covered her face with her hands, almost crying with joy.

"Ah, by the way, call the doctor! Dazhi, hurry up and call the doctor!" Fang Caizi remembered the doctor's explanation after Han Qiubai was sent out of the operating room, that if the patient woke up, he should notify the attending doctor, and quickly pushed He Dazhi.

He Dazhi rushed out with a whoosh, and he didn't care if it was a hospital where he couldn't make any noise. He shouted all the way: "Doctor, doctor, the patient is awake! The patient Han Qiubai is awake! Doctor——"

"I..." Han Qiubai, who had layers of gauze wrapped around his head, opened his mouth to speak, but frowned, feeling the pain.

"Han Qiubai, do you have any discomfort? Is there any pain?" Zhang Qin asked worriedly.

After Su Lin helped Han Qiubai raise the head of the hospital bed, she put her hands on the little girl Zhang Qin's shoulders and persuaded: "He just woke up, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it after the doctor comes over, huh?"

Zhang Qin nodded sensiblely.

doctor?

Han Qiubai's eyeballs rolled slowly, remembering the gunshot on the filming set, the falling chandelier, and the sound of Zhang Qin yelling for help. He rushed to save people, and then there was a heavy impact. Lost consciousness in the pain, fell into a coma, and lost consciousness.

Has he been sent to the hospital...

The doctor and nurse came soon, carefully inspected Han Qiubai's situation, asked a few more questions, explained some precautions, and answered some questions from Su Lin and the others before leaving.

"Doctor," Han Qiubai called out to his attending doctor, lying on the hospital bed, speaking a little awkwardly, "I-I don't want to stay here, I want-go home."

He has very bad memories of the hospital, and as long as he can move, he doesn't want to stay here any longer.

"How can this work?" The doctor in a white coat disagreed and said, "You hit your head, not anywhere else. Although you were lucky to have no internal bleeding, you had a slight concussion and you need to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days. God, see if there are any other adverse symptoms and sequelae. How can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Sister Lin." Han Qiubai looked at Su Lin with a request in his eyes.

Su Lin also disapproved of him leaving the hospital: "Let's listen to the doctor."

He shook his head slowly but firmly.

Seeing this, Su Lin sighed, turned around and walked out with the doctor with a smile on her face while discussing with the doctor: "How about you think this is okay? Let's leave the hospital first, and come over regularly for reexamination every day..."

The sound faded away.

The three of Wang Jingtao came over and said, "Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise we would have been miserable, and we would definitely be scolded to death by the boss."

Han Qiubai looked at them, and then at the high-care ward, "Where's Xiao Xun?"

He didn't see Xiao Xun, which was so strange. According to Xiao Xun's temperament, if something happened to him, Xiao Xun must be the first to run over, but why didn't he see Xiao Xun?

"Boss, let's go after him..." He Dazhi was about to tell him that Xiao Xun had gone after someone, but Fang Caizi who was standing next to him bumped him with an elbow, and immediately stopped talking.

Wang Jingtao smiled calmly and said, "There is something going on in the old house, and the boss has gone home to deal with it."

Han Qiubai saw the small movements of several people, and his black pupils flickered.

"Oh." He nodded.

At this time, the little girl Zhang Qin who had been standing by the side who had always been strong couldn't hold on any longer, her eyes were red and she threw herself on Han Qiubai who was covered in gauze all over her body: "Great! Han Qiubai! I thought you were going to die! Scared the hell out of me! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo——"

The three of Wang Jingtao frowned at the same time. They didn't like the fact that this woman was lying on top of their future "sister-in-law".

Looking at Zhang Qin who was lying on her body and crying loudly, Han Qiubai was a little moved and wanted to laugh. After all, Zhang Qin was still a half-grown child, no matter how small she usually looked, she would still be afraid when encountering such things... …

but--

She is too exaggerated, crying like this...

He just hit his head and bled a little, plus his left arm was broken, but how could he die like this?

These...compared to the ones he received in the past...it's so childish...

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Don't underestimate the vitality and endurance of human beings, people are really not that fragile.

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Father Han, Mother Han, Lin Lan, Chu Qiao, Qiu Donglei, almost everyone rushed to the old city immediately after learning the news that Han Qiubai was injured and hospitalized.

Han Qiubai smiled and told everyone that he was fine and not to worry.

But how could these people not be worried?

Especially Han's mother, when she saw her son's head wrapped in thick gauze and a thick plaster cast on his arm, she was so distressed that tears kept falling down.

On the one hand, Han Qiubai was annoyed by the speed of the news, and he persuaded Han's mother with Father Han and others;

He recalled the things that had happened in his dreams when he was in a coma, and the uneasiness invaded his limbs bit by bit.

autumn white...

In the dream, it seemed that someone was calling him, such a familiar voice, yet such a strange feeling, like begging for help, but also like despair, calling his name...

He only woke up after hearing that voice.

Is it a dream?Or... an omen?

The absence of Xiao Jingliu and Xiao Xun by his side made him uneasy, and he always felt that something irreparable had happened, and he had a very bad feeling.

Something may have happened to Xiao Xun...

There is anxiety in my heart, time becomes like a tortoise crawling, and every second is so painful.

Su Lin finally persuaded the doctor and obtained consent, and Han Qiubai could be discharged home.

Han Qiubai persuaded Han's father and mother to go back to the new city. His younger sister, Xixue, still needs someone to take care of him. The family must be without an adult at night. He repeatedly assured his mother that he would definitely take good care of himself, and repeatedly said that Su Lin was here to take care of him. Tell Han's father and Han's mother not to worry about him.

Lin Lan, Chu Qiao and Qiu Donglei knew that his injury was not serious and left long ago. It was the first time Han Qiubai saw them walk so simply after seeing him, and this abnormality made him even more uneasy.

Han Qiubai, with a bandage on his head and a plaster cast on his hands, looked up at the sky.

Outside the hospital, the color of the sky changed.

Night has officially fallen.

At the same time, Xiao Jingliu's flight landed at the airport in the old city at the same time.

The author has something to say: hit the base safely... yo~

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Who are you hurting?

Who do you live for?

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The cruelty and cruelty with no end in sight, covered under the pouring rain.

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The sound of the clock ticking is very clear in the dark night, every second it goes is like wanting to jump out of the human heart, so thrilling.

Han Qiubai was ordered to lie down on the bed and rest.

"Trust me, I will bring Xiao Xun back safely." Xiao Jingliu made several phone calls after knowing that Xiao Xun was missing, and said so after a long silence.

"But you and him..." The father and son were always at odds.

"Han Qiubai, he is my son." The man's eyes were slightly cold.

Han Qiubai looked at him and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said you...but I want to go with you."

"If you are not injured, maybe I will consider it." Xiao Jingliu's eyes fell on the bandage on his head and the plaster on his hand, with a cold expression.

"But I—" I don't want to wait here alone and do nothing, this feeling is terrible!

"Waiting is also very important. Maybe he comes back suddenly. You don't want no one to see him when he comes back, do you?"

Xiao Jingliu said such a rare thing, and then left.

Han Qiubai sat up, moved his body, leaned against the head of the bed, looked up at the alarm clock on the bedside cabinet next to him, his eyes were sad.

After that, another four hours passed, but no one came back.

Xiao Xun did not come back, neither did Xiao Jingliu.

And he, besides waiting, waited.

This kind of useless and powerless frustration tormented him repeatedly, the more he told himself not to think too much, the more bad thoughts would jump into his mind