Salted Lemon Seven

Before Luo Ning entered the operating room, Xia Xingyan sat on the sofa beside the hospital bed, looking at his pale face and extremely pale lips in a daze.

After a long time, he held Luo Ning's wrist, turned his head and kissed the back of Luo Ning's hand reverently.He didn't speak or promise, he just pressed Luo Ning's palm against his side, and looked into Luo Ning's eyes without blinking.

Time and space are reversed.

Luo Ning looked into his eyes, as if seeing that gloomy boy from many years ago again.What can be seen is the past, but those pasts are not far away from them.

Luo Ning couldn't remember what he was like back then, but Xia Xingyan at that time remained in his memory forever.

Maybe it's because when he likes someone, he always used to try his best to remember all the heart-stirring moments.

Luo Ning slowly withdrew her hand, her eyelashes glowed with warmth, and she smiled at Xia Xingyan almost subconsciously.

Before the anesthesia started, Luo Ning retained a clear consciousness, but when sleepiness came, he suddenly had unspeakable hope in his heart.

If it can be cured, if the operation is successful, if there is no rejection...

Maybe.

His thoughts stopped at the word maybe, and there were countless possibilities waiting for Luo Ning to add, but he gradually lost consciousness.

At 10:45, anesthesia begins.

It was not until two o'clock in the afternoon that the heart transplant operation was finally completed.

After another hour, Luo Ning was transferred from the operating room to the ICU for treatment.

So far, the operation has been successfully concluded.

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The healthy beating of the new heart was in Luo Ning's chest, and Luo Ning's indicators stabilized.It's just that he didn't wake up after sleeping for six whole days, and it wasn't until the evening of the seventh day that he slowly regained consciousness.

It is said that after heart transplantation, the average one-year survival rate is about 90%, the five-year survival rate is about 5%, and the 80-year survival rate is about 10%. Rejection is the biggest obstacle to the survival of heart transplant recipients.Even if the heart transplant is successful, it still needs to take anti-reaction drugs for a long time. If it is to return to a basically normal situation, it usually takes three to six months.

Luo Ning has been in the hospital for most of the past six months, and her hair, which was originally short, has gradually grown back. If she doesn't take care of it for a while, her hair is too long to reach her ears, and she occasionally feels uncomfortable.

He also feels that his body is getting better day by day, and those terrible rejection reactions have not appeared, although he is also credited to taking medicine obediently.

Xia Xingyan came almost every day. He was obviously very busy with the company's affairs, but he seemed to be fulfilling some agreement. He never missed an appointment, which was biased and naive.

Occasionally bring beautiful flowers, occasionally bring Luo Ning's favorite desserts, and occasionally bring new comics drawn by Luo Ning's favorite author.

The relationship between them is not like a fiancée, but more like a pair of awkward lovers who are reserved and alienated due to estrangement.

Luo Ning also vaguely understood that her mentality was getting a little out of balance, and she urgently needed to find an exit.

It's good to be clear.

The night before the hospital notified Luo Ning that she could be discharged from the hospital, Xia Xingyan came over in a hurry, with a windbreaker and scarf casually draped over her arms, and hung it on the hanger at the door after entering the door.

Luo Ning was packing her things when her toes accidentally bumped against the table leg, and there was a slight mist in her eyes.He sat on the sofa with his back slightly arched, one foot was wearing cotton slippers, and the other bare foot was touching the edge of the sofa, contracting and releasing, as if to relieve the pain.

"Bumped into it?" Xia Xingyan's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Luo Ning looked up subconsciously, quickly put on her slippers, and hummed softly.

The table was in a mess, obviously tidying it up, but it seemed that Luo Ning had no talent for tidying things up, so it looked more and more messy.

Xia Xingyan didn't speak any more, but started to organize Luo Ning's things instead.Soon Luo Ning's luggage was packed and stood neatly aside.

The ward suddenly became empty, Xia Xingyan stretched out his hand to wrap Luo Ning's shoulder, as if he wanted to hug Luo Ning back to the bed.Luo Ning's dazed thoughts finally gathered again, and she subconsciously refused, "No need..."

Xia Xingyan's movements paused slightly, and the hand around Luo Ning's waist did not withdraw, but moved closer.

The room was well heated, Luo Ning was only wearing a thin hospital gown, and her cheeks were still a little red.

"It's very hot." Luo Ning slowly pushed Xia Xingyan's hand away, obviously she was still so gentle and good-natured, but it seemed that everything was different.

Xia Xingyan was not persistent, instead he stood up and turned back to the door.

Luo Ning inevitably looked over curiously, as if she didn't quite understand what he wanted to do.He didn't realize it until he saw the ring box in Xia Xingyan's hand. No wonder he felt that the ring Xia Xingyan was wearing today seemed a little different.

When Xia Xingyan put the ring on Luo Ning, he didn't refuse.

Luo Ning lowered her eyes to look at the beautiful ring that she put on after a long time, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, hiding the emotion in her eyes.

"I regret it very much," Xia Xingyan said suddenly, his cold voice turned hoarse, "I should have put it on for you at that time."

"It's a bit late now." Xia Xingyan looked at the back of Luo Ning's snow-white hands, and added, "At least it's not too late."

Luo Ning was silent and didn't respond, but stared blankly at the ring of his ring finger, his toe was still slightly numb from the bump just now, and he rubbed the toe of his shoe as if feeling a little uncomfortable.

"You want to trap me with this ring?" Luo Ning's voice was muffled, and she withdrew her hand to stroke the ring.

"I'm seeing a psychiatrist."

Xia Xingyan suddenly said something like this without beginning or end, Luo Ning was a little confused, she raised her face to look at him, there was a bit of doubt in her beautiful almond eyes.

"My illness can be cured." Xia Xingyan lowered his eyes, looked at Luo Ning's amber eyes without blinking, and said slowly, "I won't hurt you again."

"I won't make you sad again, and I won't make you cry again."

"I will learn to be nice to you."

Xia Xingyan seemed to have never made such a promise word by word.Every word he said seemed to be hoping that Luo Ning would believe him.

"I know you don't like Xia's villa, we will go back to our new home after you are discharged from the hospital." Xia Xingyan paused, and said, "Just the two of us."

Luo Ning slowly squeezed her fingers, and the warm light left fine marks on his snow-white neck.

"You're not afraid that I'll run away now." Luo Ning slowly raised her head, her steamy eyes were a little moist, "Aren't you afraid that I'll sneak away and hide where you can't find me?"

Xia Xingyan turned his face away, lowered his head and kissed Luo Ning's lips, his voice was still hoarse: "I'm afraid."

Luo Ning's eyes widened slightly, as if she didn't expect him to say such straightforward words.

"I'll change it." Xia Xingyan moved his lips, his eyelashes fluttered, "Are you okay?"

Luo Ning suddenly remembered the past, he always learned to let go of himself, whether it was sweet or sour, he always digested it alone in his heart.

The time when you like someone is actually not painful.Even hopeless secret love, those sour youth are always the most real and unforgettable.Loving someone is painful, and forgetting someone is also painful.During the time abroad, I repeatedly told myself to be patient and to forget, which was also very painful.

There must always be someone who is stubborn and unable to get out, and those hopeless memories will have a chance to be opened again.

At first it was Luo Ning, and at the end it was Xia Xingyan.

Luo Ning may not be able to fully believe in Xia Xingyan's promise, that his indifference will change, that he can learn to love others, and that he believes in everything he said to himself.But Luo Ning was finally willing to believe in the love between them again, even though his body was covered with bruises, he still followed his heart and believed forever.

It's like a right or wrong question, love or not, as simple as that.

Maybe that way, he wouldn't be in so much pain anymore.

After a long time, Luo Ning raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, the water vapor had dissipated in her eyes, only a dry patch remained.

"It would be too much for two people to live together." His voice was still inescapably soft, even with a slight cry, "I want to raise a dog."

Xia Xingyan looked at Luo Ning's delicate and beautiful face, at his eyelashes wet with tears, and suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, hugging her tightly.

He got the answer he wanted.

Luo Ning was hugged too tightly by him, and her reddish cheeks became even hotter.He reached out and pushed Xia Xingyan's chest, leaving a small gap.

"It's hot."

Xia Xingyan slowly let go of his embrace, raised his hand to smooth Shun Luo Ning's long hair, and pushed the hair around his ears behind his ears, revealing his fair earlobes.

"Then take the fish ball back."

Luo Ning bit her lower lip, and slowly shook her head: "Yu Ball really likes my sister-in-law, and I also promised my brother that they would take the fish ball away."

Xia Xingyan lowered his eyes, raised his hand and pinched Luo Ning's earlobe: "Then buy another one, as you like."

Luo Ning pursed her lips, then pushed away Xia Xingyan's hand that was bullying her earlobe, and said, "I still have to cut my hair."

"it is good."

"And what happened before." Luo Ning looked into Xia Xingyan's eyes seriously, and said in a firm tone, "You have to admit your mistakes to my family."

"...Okay." Xia Xingyan paused, took Luo Ning's wrist, kissed the ring, and there was an indistinct smile in his dark eyes, "You forgot the wedding."

Luo Ning was stunned for a long time, his eyes seemed to be empty, and after a long while, he slowly shook his head.

"no need."

Things that are too grand and gorgeous are always tiring, and Luo Ning no longer has much energy to mind thinking about such things.

Luo Ning raised her hand and rubbed her face, her tone was a little imperceptibly fragile: "Xia Xingyan, this is the last time."

The soft heart is the last time, the belief is also the last time, and the letting go is also the last time.

"Don't make me cry anymore." Luo Ning said this sentence very softly, and the rest of the ending words were rolled back into her mouth by a gentle and lingering kiss.

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Don't let him down again.