I don't just want to dream about you

In a blink of an eye, it was Saturday.When Meng Yihuan went to the hospital where Liu Wen was, she was greeted several times by the elders in her family.

After all, at this age, the older generation who have nothing to do at home are always curious about the love relationship of the younger generation.

It can be said that Meng Yihuan repeated it dozens of times before leaving the house under the ambiguous eyes of those elders.

After weighing several catties of longan apples at the fruit shop next to the hospital, Meng Yihuan went to find Liu Wen.

The hospital where Liu Wen works is an established hospital in the city.The medical resources are abundant and the price is reasonable.It's lively on weekdays, and it's even more lively these days.

When Meng Yihuan walked into the hospital carrying the fruit, he bumped into several people wearing masks and sunglasses.Everyone has a big camera in their hands.

Is this someone living in the hospital?There are so many paparazzi waiting outside the hospital.

Meng Yihuan was a little curious and looked at it several times.When a paparazzi found out that Meng Yihuan was looking at him with such curious eyes, he hurriedly stepped up and left.

Ah, is it possible that I was misunderstood as the one who came to trouble him?

Meng Yihuan didn't know much about these things, but felt that she seemed to have caused a lot of trouble to others, so she also turned around and walked out of the hospital.

Today is the day when Liu Wen removes the gauze. Although Meng Yihuan has no memory about this person, just based on the information about the other person in the memo on his mobile phone, Meng Yihuan can conclude that he has a good relationship with her.

She has not been idle for the past two days, and she feels in a trance that many of her memories are different from what is happening now.

For example, this Liu Wen, in my memory, this person obviously committed suicide by jumping off a building when I was in my third year of high school.But now he is living well, and even has a good relationship with himself.

There is also Chen Hao, in his memory, his grades in high school were mediocre, nothing particularly strong, and he is relatively introverted, and he doesn't like to talk much.It has nothing to do with Chen Hao at all.

But now, it seems that Chen Hao likes him.And since high school, I have liked that type. Judging from the attitude of my high school deskmate, it can be seen that it was obvious that Chen Hao liked what he liked at the time.

There are also some fragmentary memories, although I can't remember what they are every time, but every time I cry because of these unremembered memories.

Meng Yihuan even suspected that he had entered a parallel time and space, but in this parallel time and space, he seemed to be the same as usual.Except for these few things that happened in high school.

Meng Yihuan remembered what happened before she handed in her final homework.

During that time, I was extremely sleepy, as if I would often dream of going back to high school.Maybe those were not just dreams?

In the graduation photo of high school, the math teacher I don't like is not in the photo.It was replaced by another teacher.

All kinds of traces show that if your judgment is correct.The past tense has really changed, and what changed all of this may be myself and those memories I didn't remember.

What disturbed Meng Yihuan's thoughts was a call from Liu Wen.

"Yi Huan, are you here?" Liu Wen said happily on the other end of the phone.Her left hand is stroking the gauze on the side of her face. The doctor who performed the operation said that the operation was quite successful, and she only needs to rest for a few months afterwards.With a few courses of treatment in the hospital, it will return to the same level as ordinary people.

"Immediately, I am already waiting for the elevator." Meng Yihuan answered the phone, and a girl next to her passed her by.

The girl was holding a cane with both hands, as if she was going downstairs to do rehabilitation exercises for her hands and feet.

Meng Yihuan's focus was on Liu Wen, and she didn't give her eyes to others at all.It's just a faint fragrance wafting through the air, a familiar smell, as if I've smelled it many years ago.

Meng Yihuan turned his head, looking for the scent.The smell is very pleasant, like gardenia.But looking behind me, all kinds of people are coming and going, their expressions are either anxious or nervous.There are also a few who are smiling and happy.

Meng Yihuan felt that the hospital was like a big mirror.In this mirror, everyone is deliberately disguising themselves, or revealing their true self.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Wen recalled that a few years ago, she had thought of committing suicide countless times because of her ugliness, the abuse of the world, and the unbearableness of her family. If it hadn't been for Meng Yihuan's appearance at that time, the ending might have been hard to tell.

When she longed for death the most, Liu Wen remembered the conversation between Meng Yihuan and herself.

Suffering is only temporary, death is the end of everything.

Those feet finally retreated from the roof.

How long is a moment?Liu Wen didn't know it, but she was full of hope and began to look forward to the end of the pain.

She once secretly liked someone when she was a green girl.A person who is extremely excellent in her mind, without the help of that person, perhaps she would not have made up her mind to perform the operation.

The next week is that person's wedding, and the invitation is still in Liu Wen's current home. That person is the only person Liu Wen has ever been attracted to, and also the only person she has ever liked.

Even if you can't be together, you should send your blessings generously.

Liu Wen once thought about what it would be like if she was with that person.But no matter how I think about it, I don't deserve it.

Many likes are like this, and they can only be kept in the heart and watch silently in the years.

Meng Yihuan followed the memo to find Liu Wen's ward. There were several people in the ward. Meng Yihuan stood at the door, dumbfounded for a moment.

She really didn't know which one was Liu Wen, so she chose a bed and looked at the other bed.

Fortunately, Liu Wen's bed was the first one outside. When Liu Wen saw Meng Yihuan, she waved her hand to signal Meng Yihuan to come over.

The moment she saw Liu Wen, Meng Yihuan's head ached for a while, she looked at Liu Wen, and seemed to think of someone.

It's just memory fragments, but it seems to have a scene of running by myself.Meng Yihuan didn't believe that she would participate in running competitions.

After all, whoever has nothing to worry about will be overwhelmed, running is so strenuous.

Meng Yihuan, who has no athletic ability at all, thinks so, but with his memory, it seems that he really participated in a running competition.

Meng Yihuan had obvious doubts about her memory.It can't be the menopause, right?

The surgery was a success. Liu Wen, who was free of the big tumor, made people's eyes shine.If you look closely, it's even a little delicate and beautiful.

Only now did Meng Yihuan overlap the Liu Wen in her memory with the Liu Wen in front of her now.

She remembered that when she was in high school, Liu Wen had a very big tumor. The two of them were not in the same class, but because of that tumor, Meng Yihuan often paid attention to each other.

I never thought that this tumor would disappear one day.Meng Yihuan felt incredible.

Liu Wen looked at herself in the mirror, with some disbelief in her eyes, she covered her hands and began to cry.

It would be great if she looked like this at the beginning. Fortunately, it's not too late now, she finally waited for the moment when the pain ended.

The gauze removal operation was successful.Liu Wen is about to go through the discharge procedures.Standing beside Liu Wen, Meng Yihuan yawned sleepily.

"Yihuan" Liu Wen looked at Meng Yihuan hesitantly after going through the formalities.

"What's wrong"

The corners of Liu Wen's mouth twitched for a while. She had made a lot of drafts in her mind and thought about countless things. She wanted to talk to Meng Yihuan, but now she just looked at Meng Yihuan like this, but Liu Wen couldn't say anything.

What can I say about myself?

Those words of thanks, cliché.I don't know how to say things that are too sensational, but if I don't say the gratitude in my heart, how long will I hide it?

"Thank you." Liu Wen's voice was as soft as a gust of wind.Disappeared with the fallen leaves.

"Thank me for what?" Meng Yihuan was at a loss, but seeing that Liu Wen didn't intend to continue, it was hard to ask.

How can I not thank you, if it is not because of you, how can my boring high school career become different.

Meng Yihuan, if it weren't for your comfort and encouragement back then, I would have wondered if I could really live to this day?

In the end, Liu Wen still didn't say this out.He just smiled slightly, then took out his phone and glanced at the girl on the screen saver.

When going through the discharge procedures with Liu Wen, Meng Yihuan always felt that something was watching her secretly, not just random thoughts, but a real feeling.

But I looked back.But he couldn't see anything, Meng Yihuan wished he could get a new pair of glasses immediately so that he could see a new world.

"Yi Huan, what are you looking at?" Liu Wen asked curiously with a lot of things in her hands.

"I'm not looking at anything." Meng Yihuan quickly shook her head, probably because she hasn't slept well recently, that's why she's suspicious.

Besides, I have neither talent nor money, and it is impossible for someone to set their goals on me.

After thinking wildly for a while, Meng Yihuan finally couldn't sit still. She was sure that someone was watching her, but she just didn't know where it was.

"Excuse me, please let me go, everyone." A man's sissy voice appeared in the hall.

"The future movie queen has just finished her rehabilitation, everyone please give way, don't bump into our future movie queen."

The man held a small handkerchief in his hand, raised his hand like an orchid finger, and looked extremely familiar, as if this gesture had already become his signature.

Oh shit, where is the future actress coming from?Meng Yihuan poked her head curiously to see what movie queen would come here, and she should go to a big city anyway.

Meng Yihuan didn't feel that the place where she grew up was a big city.It was terrible for her to look over, obviously everyone was blocking her, but Meng Yihuan met the woman's eyes with just one glance.

Crisp and clean.Meng Yihuan saw himself in her pupils.