summer drowning

Asked again, "Does it really work?"

Mo Ziyao was amused by him, "Anyway, if it doesn't work, it's definitely your problem, not the medicine."

"Fuck, who said I can't do it!" Zhou Ziming, who was extremely sensitive to this sentence, jumped up, making everyone laugh.

Including Julie, she walked over on catwalks and hooked his neck affectionately, "Then try it on me?"

Her words were like poisonous snakes, tempting Zhou Ziming.

At this moment, the effect of the medicine came on suddenly, his mind became dizzy for a while, and he could hardly stand upright. Julie hugged him, and the two of them fell on the sofa.

Zhou Ziming had a severe headache and was completely unable to respond to any of Julie's movements. He wanted to push Julie away, but like a drowning person trying to grab something, he subconsciously hugged Julie tightly.

But the illusion made him think that he was hugging another person, like every spring, summer, autumn, and winter, he was very naturally obsessed with another person, but the two were so close, but there was a wave of despair Or completely surround him.

He tried his best to see that person's eyes clearly, just looking for an answer, but just as he hugged Julie and saw another person's confusion, when Zhou Ziming tried to catch it, but in front of him was the passionate Zhu Li Li will kiss overwhelmingly down.

There was no wavering in his heart.

He understood his inconsistency, and he found the answer about another person in one person.

Ah, it turned out that he didn't like her, that's why there was no fluctuation.

Same, because that person doesn't like him, that's why he's so sad, and that's why he chooses to leave that guy.

Zhou Ziming wanted to push Julie away, but he lost his language and movements, and lost the key to communicate with the outside world.

His ears were going through a gigantic auditory hallucination without end.

"Zhou Ziming."

Someone was calling him, and he remembered that when he left the shared house, he put down the key and the person didn't look at him.

"Zhou Ziming."

When there is nothing in his vision, it is clear and dizzy.

But it came to mind, when he and that guy met for the first time, the two of them took a bus together, neither of them knew each other, the scenery along the way kept flashing, and the bus seemed to be driving to an end with no destination .

When the guy looked at him, the eyes met for a moment.

Zhou Ziming seemed to be hit by an electric current, and his whole body twitched non-stop.

With a scream, Julie backed away immediately, saying repeatedly: "... none of my business."

Mo Ziyao pushed away his female companion, and without caring about getting his clothes straightened, he stepped over to check on Zhou Ziming's condition. He had already fallen into a coma, and his hands trembled slightly to test his breathing.

No!

The people in the box had almost run away, and Mo Ziyao's female companion said with lingering fear: "Let's go too."

Mo Ziyao ignored her and called the hospital for emergency treatment.

The younger brother broke into the door, "Brother Mo, I don't know who called the police, here comes the note."

……

Downstairs, as soon as Xing Songhe got out of the police car, he kicked over the trash can, "I knew Zhou Ziming was such a prodigal, I shouldn't have given that 1314 red envelope back then, I regretted it to death."

Subordinate Weng Hong silently straightened the trash can, "People's police, pay attention to your image."

"Where's that boy Li Qian?"

Weng Feng looked at the dark spot under the street lamp, "Don't let him participate in this kind of situation!"

In a corner where no one knows, Li Qian hides himself in the dark, only a little spark is on, which is a bad habit of Zhou Ziming's religion.

The cigarette butts on the iron seat of the street lamp had formed a circle of little snakes, and he never even glanced at the place where the firetruck was.

The author says:

Dedicated to my only reader, kid Zhazhaxue.

From today on, no longer cover up, let yourself go, and listen to your heart.

2. white lily

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Zhou Ziming was rescued.He himself was the last to know about it.

Strange to say, before he experienced this life-and-death crisis, he never thought that one day he might pass away in such a way, but the moment he really gradually lost consciousness, he felt that he was bound to die, and he should never die again. The opportunity to open your eyes, unless it is the next life.

But he didn't die, he came back to life. When he opened his eyes, he barely recognized that this was the hospital and he was the patient, but there was no one around him.

No one is by his side.

There was another thing that made him even more frightened. When he wanted to sit up, he found that his fingers could barely move, but his feet were completely disobedient. He lifted the quilt and suspected that his feet had been cut off. It fell off, but his feet are still there, just separated from his consciousness.

His upper body is still alive, but his lower body remains in hell.

Is he still the young bird?He is not anymore.

Zhou Ziming felt that his eye sockets were hot, and his tears merged into two streams and flowed continuously to both sides.

……

"It's so annoying, it's the 23rd bed again." Although the call bell rang, the nurse Ayun didn't want to go there at all.

The good-tempered Madoka, the new nurse, looked around worriedly: "Is it okay if I don't go there?"

"That guy is full and has nothing to do. He rings the bell all day long. If you don't believe me, the monitoring shows that the physiological data is normal. There is nothing wrong at all. Just ignore him."

"But..." Xiaoyuan still hesitated to speak.

"If you're really worried, you can go and see it. I won't go anyway."

The head nurse Hong was a little surprised at A Yun's indifference, "Didn't you say that the man in bed 23 is your favorite? How did you change your face so quickly?"

Xiaoyuan also came over to listen to the news, and Ayun covered her mouth and said softly: "Appearance doesn't mean everything, that guy is not a good person."

"Why aren't you a good person?"

"Do you know how he got in?"

Madoka shook her head.

Ayun was about to create an atmosphere of telling ghost stories, and she said with a serious expression: "According to the reliable information I got, the guy in bed 23 went to play with women in the red light district, and was sent in because of a drug allergy and suffered a cardiac arrest. After being rescued, the person is also paralyzed, probably retribution."

The head nurse Hong, who was married and became a mother, immediately showed contempt in her eyes, and walked away if she was not interested in listening any further.

Madoka reacted a little slower, "Really?"

A Yun continued: "Of course it's true. Maybe it's because he's so worthless. He's been hospitalized for three days, and no one wants to see him, so he rings the bell whenever he has nothing to do, tormenting us nurses."

"Then who paid for his medical expenses?"

"I don't know, it's good if someone gives it to me. Why do we worry about it?"

The call bell was still ringing persistently.

Xiaoyuan thought for a while: "I'd better go and have a look and tell him not to ring the bell."

Ah Yun sighed noncommittally, "Then you go."

Unexpectedly, Madoka became slightly curious about this enigmatic man.She wants to know if this man who has done something wrong will regret it now that he has fallen to this point.

But when she really came to the ward, knocked on the door and opened it, she saw a young man who looked like a rose.

This is her first impression of Bed 23.

Zhou Ziming, this is his name.

He was wearing a hospital gown, covered with a quilt, and his face was pale, almost blending into the ward, but his scarlet lips, dark eyes, so clear and gorgeous, suddenly grew out here, like a rose , so that no one can ignore it.

He was so good-looking, like the beauty created by God with all the light, Madoka looked at him, speechless for a moment.

Zhou Ziming stopped ringing the bell, he couldn't move his legs, and it was very difficult to get up, but now that he had achieved his goal, and someone came to see him, he naturally wouldn't make things difficult for himself.

He smiled at Madoka, Madoka turned her head, a little at a loss.

In order to hide her panic, she had no choice but to reprimand in a gentle voice: "Do you know that it's wrong to ring the bell indiscriminately?"

Zhou Ziming nodded without guilt, "I know now, because you told me." In his words, Xiaoyuan is so important, "I didn't want to press it, but you know..."

"You know, I'm most afraid of being alone."

He spoke so softly, but there was a hint of sadness in his ridiculousness, his eyes were full of tears that would fall in a second.

Madoka held her right wrist with her left hand: "Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"My heart... is the most uncomfortable." She heard the man say.

"It has been checked and there is no abnormality, it may just be your psychological effect."

Zhou Ziming didn't take it seriously, and said to himself: "The really important things are invisible to the eyes." This is a quote from Saint-Exupé's "The Little Prince", "The real pain is also something that cannot be detected by instruments."

For a moment, Madoka wondered why it hurt so much?what is hurting him.

She fell into his context as if she had fallen into his trap.

Zhou Ziming smiled like a sly fox, "But if you come, I won't be hurt anymore."

Madoka woke up almost immediately, and threw the sympathy for him just now into the Pacific Ocean. This is just a prodigal son who likes to tease girls and speaks well.

"You're fine, I'm leaving." Madoka tried to speak with a straight face.

But Zhou Ziming was not affected by it, but continued to talk slowly: "Do you not believe me, or yourself. You may not know that you look so gentle and kind. If you want me to pursue you crazily before, Sending you flowers, how about Lily, I think it suits you."

Seeing him getting further and further away, Wuming got angry, Xiaoyuan wanted to slam the door and leave, but she suppressed her emotions and said against her will: "I don't like Lily."

"I like it very much, but it's a pity that no one gave it to me." Zhou Ziming looked at the empty vase on the table, "I like flowers the most."

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