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four hours ago-

The cold wind passed through the hall, and the succulents placed on the balcony were blown down, and fell to the ground with a bang, flying dust.

Ji Shurong didn't seem to hear, he buttoned up his button at a leisurely pace, and didn't look up until he felt the coldness.

The balcony window was wide open, probably not closed tightly when the river view was windy in the morning.

Jiang Jing is always so reckless, he doesn't care about many details, or he doesn't care at all, because he knows that there will be someone behind him to clean up for him.

Ji Shurong likes to get used to these insignificant problems of his, they are all innocuous little things, as long as the children are happy.

But now there is no fluctuation in his heart.

He just walked over to close the window, cleaned up the mess on the ground, and then stared blankly for a while.

Because he couldn't remember what he was going to do next.

After a long time, he didn't recover until the phone in his pocket rang.

It was the psychiatrist who sent him a message asking when he would arrive.

It was only then that Ji Shurong's rusty brain came to his senses. He walked out while replying to the message. Before going out, he touched his pockets to make sure he had all the keys and everything on him before he lowered his eyes and closed the door.

He knew that his disease had relapsed again.

It's like this every winter, but this time it's a little lighter, and it didn't make a fuss to the point of going to the emergency room.

A few minutes later, a black Land Rover drove out of the garage, merged into the traffic, and headed towards the hospital.

There were few cars on the road at noon, and the road was spacious, and the vehicles along the way passed by at a very high speed.Ji Shurong was not in a hurry, holding the steering wheel firmly, and the nerves that had been highly tense in the past few days were relaxed for a moment in the soothing music.

He hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long, long time. Most of the time he closed his eyes and rested his mind. In fact, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Even if he fell asleep occasionally, he would wake up suddenly. The silence of the night made him unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality after he opened his eyes.

Fortunately, Jiang Jing was always by his side, and he never forgot to hold his hand tightly in his sleep, dragging him out of the endless abyss.

The phone in his pocket rang for a while, and Ji Shurong picked it up belatedly: "Hello?"

Yang Xiao squatted in the cat's nest, picked up a limp kitten with a headache on his face, and asked with his mobile phone: "Old Ji, a cat suddenly had diarrhea, should it be sent to the pet hospital?"

"Send it to have a look." Ji Shurong said.

His voice was very low, exhaustion and gloom were obvious, but Yang Xiao's mind was all on that poor cat, without noticing it: "Okay, then I'll take it to have a look. Oh, by the way, cat food is fast No more, remember to send some if you have time in the afternoon."

"it is good."

Then he hung up the phone.

There was a red light ahead, Ji Shurong stepped on the brake slowly, raised his hand and rubbed his stinging temples, his half-drooped eyes were lifeless.

It was as if his heart had been dug out, leaving only an empty hole in his chest, and nothing could arouse him in the slightest.He's pushing himself to act like a normal person, and now he's a little bit overwhelmed.

In just a few seconds, he seemed to have walked tens of thousands of miles in the desert.

Ji Shurong gasped twice, and clenched his fingers holding the steering wheel tightly.

The red light in front of him didn't know when it turned into a green light, but the car on the opposite side stopped motionless. The car lights were like pairs of huge eyes, staring at him like a clown.

He wanted to escape, to break free from this suffocating oppression.

Ji Shurong took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator, and leaned back with inertia.

The auditory hallucinations that lingered in his ears gradually became noisy. Sometimes it was meaningless noise, and sometimes it was the sound of various people talking. It was very noisy and enveloped him like a net.

The horns sounded one after another almost piercing the eardrums, but Ji Shurong didn't seem to hear it.

The huge intersection is a little empty, the red numbers are still jumping, the vehicles in the north and south directions are parked quietly, and a large truck is coming rumbling from the west side, and it is about to pass through the traffic lights.

Suddenly, a black Land Rover ran straight past.

The truck was so fast that there was no time to dodge.

The ear-piercing sound of the car sounded crazily, followed by a loud noise——

boom!

The sound of sharp collision lasted for a full ten seconds.

The picture seemed to be paused, and the world was extremely silent at that moment.

The corridor was full of the pungent smell of disinfectant, the pale lights shone on the walls, and the door of the emergency room was closed, with a red light saying "rescue in progress" on it.

Jiang Jing stopped not far away, and suddenly didn't even have the courage to take a step closer.

He bent over and supported his knees, as if all his strength was taken away in an instant.

"Jiang Jing?" Someone called him.

His soul was still lost halfway, and when he came back to his senses, he had been supported and sat on the bench.

There was a rare expression on Lu Yan's face. He was wearing a formal attire, and it was obvious that he came here in a hurry from some formal occasion, and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line.

Sitting next to Jiang Jing, he moved his lips as if trying to comfort him, but in the end he just sighed.

Jiang Jing raised his head, leaning against the cold wall, and slowly regained his breath after a while.

"Why did the car accident happen?" He asked dryly.

Lu Yan lowered his head and stared at the ground. After a while, he said, "Running a red light just hit a truck."

Jiang Jing didn't seem to understand: "Who ran the red light?"

Lu Yan sighed, "Old Ji."

At that moment, Jiang Jing felt a huge absurdity.

He wanted to ask Ji Shurong why he ran a red light?Is there something important that cost him his life?

But he knew it was useless to ask, the answer probably only Ji Shurong knew.

Jiang Jing closed his eyes, and opened them slowly until the sour tears faded away. The light above his head hurt his eyes, and countless circles of light converged into a blank white. In a trance, Jiang Jing thought he was dreaming.

Maybe when he woke up, he was nestled in Ji Shurong's arms, and that person would gently kiss his forehead instead of lying on the operating table separated by a wall like now.

Wake up quickly.

Wake up will not be so uncomfortable.

The red light in the operating room was on for a long time, and Yang Xiao and Xu Shao stood at the door, one on the left and one on the right, without even changing their positions.

The corridor was empty, occasionally a nurse pushed the hospital bed past, the wheels seemed to be crushing on everyone's heart, just listening to the sound made the nerves tense.

Diagonally opposite, there was a window open, and a biting cold wind swept the surroundings. Just as Jiang Jing was about to get up, he saw a man in police uniform walking over and closing the window silently.

Jiang Jing was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that this was Qin Ye.

A few days ago, he was still wondering how far Lu Yan and Qin Ye had progressed, but now that he saw a real person, he didn't even have the desire to speak.

Qin Ye came over and patted him on the shoulder, comforting him, "It will be fine."

Jiang Jing remained silent, staring down at the ground in a daze.

Beside Lu Yan and Qin Ye were talking in a low voice, but Jiang Jing didn't listen.He didn't respond to anything outside, and there was only a silver thread hanging on Ji Shurong's body hanging in the air.

The silver wire is crumbling and will break if you are not careful.

The surrounding area was quiet for a long time, until there was a soft knock from the door of the operating room.

Jiang Jing jumped up from the chair reflexively, because he got up too quickly, his eyes suddenly went dark.He was top-heavy for a while, holding on to the wall so he didn't fall down.

The nurse pushed the bed out and said, "The patient's vital signs are stable, and he is out of danger. He is still in a coma and needs to be hospitalized."

Ji Shurong lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face pale, and a thin layer of water mist condensed on the oxygen mask.

Jiang Jing watched him being pushed into the ward, his eyes suddenly turned red.

He didn't cry on the way here, and he didn't cry when he was waiting outside the operating room. Now that he saw Ji Shurong with tubes all over his body, tears fell down without warning.

Yang Xiao handed him a tissue and sighed, "You have to go to school tomorrow, so I'll take you home."

Jiang Jing wiped away his tears and shook his head: "I want to stay here."

Yang Xiao said: "It's fine if I'm here, I'll call you when Lao Ji wakes up."

"No." Jiang Jing dragged a chair stubbornly, and was about to sit down when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He took it out and saw that it was Jiang Zheng's number.

Jiang Jing was puzzled for a second, and then remembered that his phone was confiscated by the grade director today. He was afraid of missing Ji Shurong's news, so he boldly snatched it from the director.

The director was furious, and called Jiang Zheng to ask him to come to the school to take Jiang Jing back.

Of course, Jiang Zheng couldn't come because of all kinds of opportunities, and in the end it was the school that He Yan went to.

He Yan was thinking about what to say when she saw Jiang Jing all the way, but as soon as she got out of the car, she saw Jiang Jing striding out of the school gate. He didn't seem to see her, holding up his mobile phone with an anxious face, and then said something, his face suddenly changed Very ugly.

He Yan had never seen Jiang Jing in such a dazed state, and for a moment she didn't know whether to call him, but after a moment of hesitation, Jiang Jing stopped a taxi and quickly disappeared from her sight.

He Yan froze in place, belatedly realizing that Jiang Jing was not heading home.

She had Jiang Jing's number, and knew that Jiang Jing would not tell her even if there was anything, so she sent Jiang Zheng a message.

Jiang Zheng happened to be in a meeting, and it was three hours later when he saw the news.

The phone rang for a while before being connected. Jiang Zheng said directly: "Where are you, why don't you go home?"

Jiang Jing stood by the corridor window, looked at the deserted street below, and said, "It's at my classmate's house."

"Student's family?" Jiang Zheng obviously didn't believe it, "Which classmate? Ask his parents to answer the phone."

Jiang Jing was silent for a moment, and cut off the call directly.

He was not in the mood to deal with Zheng Jiang.

Jiang Jing went to the bathroom to wash his face, the cold water temporarily paralyzed his senses, forcing him to clear his head for a while.

Ji Shurong didn't know when he would wake up. Before that, he wanted to stay with him all the time.

There was a corner between the bathroom and the ward, and as soon as Jiang Jing went out, he heard Xu Shao's voice.

For some unknown reason, Jiang Jing deliberately stepped lightly and approached slowly against the wall.

Standing in front of Xu Shao, Qin Ye was still in the same police uniform, with his brows slightly closed: "I checked all the nearby surveillance cameras, and the truck didn't violate any regulations, and Ji Shurong was indeed fully responsible for this accident. "

Xu Shao lowered his eyes and sighed: "Okay, thank you, Officer Qin."

Qin Ye stared at his face, years of experience in handling cases made him keenly aware of something: "Excluding drunk driving and intentional driving, there is another explanation, is he driving while fatigued?"

Xu Shao paused, pursed his lips and said, "Almost."

"What is almost."

"..." Xu Shao sighed, "He should be sick."

"What's wrong?" Qin Ye asked immediately.

This time Xu Shao was silent for a long time, and then said hoarsely: "Depression."

The author says:

I will ask for leave tomorrow to see my eyes, they are dry and painful, I can’t open my eyes 555, everyone must take good care of my eyes qaq