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Xuan Zhao actually didn't know how long he slept.

Most of the time he is unconscious - it doesn't seem accurate to say that, he feels that he is in an extremely empty place, where there are no people, no sky, no soil, no trees, no flowers, only a dense fog , but Xuan Zhao likes it very much.

In this empty wilderness, time and space do not exist, Xuanzhao's leg is not injured, he can walk freely without relying on crutches, his body becomes very light, and he can float when he runs fast; there is no injury here either. There is no pain during the onset of the disease, no need to deal with people, let alone the hatred that has bound him for 18 years.

Xuan Zhao became extremely calm, he didn't have to think about anything, he could sleep as long as he wanted.

Xuan Zhao even wants to stay in this place forever, if this is death, then death is beautiful, he accepts it frankly.

However, occasionally he hears annoying noises.

The voice came from nowhere, it seemed to be very far away, and it seemed to be so close to his ear.

The man called him "Zhaozhao" over and over again, and said Zhaozhao tirelessly, please open your eyes, don't sleep, be obedient.

Who is calling him?

Xuanzhao would feel pain when he heard this voice, as if his heart was being hit lightly and hard with a small hammer.

He pressed his heart with his palm, it was strange, he couldn't even feel the heartbeat, how could it hurt?

That noisy person always barges into this world that Xuanzhao belongs to alone, disturbing Xuanzhao unscrupulously.

Sometimes he would tell stories to Xuanzhao, such as princesses and princes, and there seemed to be poisonous apples; Some boring words, such as it’s raining today, I ate braised pork at noon, and I’m too lazy to take a shower at night.

Gradually, as Xuan Zhao heard this voice more and more frequently, the fog gradually became thinner.

The sky appeared, and it was a very light blue; the trees appeared, and their leaves were green; and the flowers appeared, red and yellow.

A small road loomed ahead, and the voice sounded from the other side of the road—"Zhaozhao, if you sleep late, summer will be over."

Under the guidance of this voice, Xuan Zhao slowly raised his foot and walked forward, and then a heart-pounding pain came from his left knee——

Can't move forward!

Xuanzhao stopped in horror. It turned out that the road was full of thorns and traps. He looked down at his left foot in surprise. The muscles in his calf were trembling uncontrollably. Blood gushed out from his knee. It flows continuously.

What happened to his leg?How can it hurt so much?

So he took a step back subconsciously, and the mist wrapped him up layer upon layer again. The mist seemed to be the best healing agent, and Xuan Zhao's left leg was immediately intact, and the heart-biting pain also followed. disappear.

I can't go out, I want to stay here, I'm afraid of pain, it hurts too much.

After an unknown amount of time, that voice forcefully tore through the thick fog and rang in Xuanzhao's ears again.

"The doctor was worried about your muscle atrophy, so he gave you physical therapy today. Is it a little painful? I don't think you even frowned. How can you be so patient? Tell me about you, when will you learn how to feel pain? In other words, living in the ICU will not prevent you from being brave."

The stabbing pain in the left heart came again, and Xuan Zhao bent down deeply.

"When are you willing to wake up? I've been waiting for a long time. Compared with the time you waited for me, it's actually not too long, but I just feel uncomfortable. Every day and night is very difficult. I want you and me Talk, quarrel with me, if you are tired, just look at me. The doctor said that your desire to survive is very weak, is it because you don’t want to wake up? Xuanzhao, do you want me? "

The voice suddenly choked up, unbearable pain surged from his body, and Xuan Zhao began to pant violently.

"I had a dream last night. I dreamed that you went to the United States to find me. You made me a cake, made a lot of medicine kits, waited for me in the library, and accompanied me back to the apartment, but I always refused you." The voice was a bit Hoarse and low, "every time after being rejected by me, how much courage do you need to appear in front of me again? Zhaozhao, it must have been very difficult for you to come to me at that time, but you still came, and this time you will come too Find me, okay? I'll wait for you here, I'm not going anywhere, don't want me, come to me, okay? Okay?"

Xuan Zhao couldn't straighten up in pain, he shook his head reflexively.

Who are you?what are you saying?

Don't wait for me, I can't go to you, that road is very difficult, my legs will be hurt, and I will be in so much pain.

Don't look for me anymore, I won't go, I'm fine here.

"If you rest well, open your eyes and look at me. Don't you like the sea very much? The sea in summer is the most beautiful. It's a pity that you haven't seen it this summer, right?" The voice was extremely gentle, " I’ve also started writing a diary now, are you waiting for me to read it to you? I won’t read it. If you want to know what I wrote, just get up and read it yourself. Cen Baiyan’s diary is only open to you.”

Cen, Bo, Yan.

These three characters are like a small stone, which was gently thrown into the water. The surface of the water was still silent, not even a single ripple appeared...

Xuan Zhao was stunned for a moment, then carefully read the name again.

Cen, Bo, Yan. It's Cen Boyan!

The stone suddenly "boomed" at the bottom of the water, a huge splash of water splashed, and huge waves were set off on the surface of the water.

Xuan Zhao clearly felt that in his left chest, a seed that had been silent for a long time suddenly sprouted, and then grew extremely vigorously.

He heard his own heartbeat.

It was Cen Baiyan, it was Cen Baiyan who was waiting for him, Cen Baiyan didn't want him, Cen Baiyan came to save him.

The dense fog was broken by a blazing light, and the scenery in front of him suddenly became extremely clear, like a scroll slowly unfolding in front of Xuanzhao.

"Zhaozhao, the last sentence the principal said at the graduation ceremony was, I wish us a bright future." Cen Baiyan said, "We will have a bright future, you and me, the two of us."

Xuanzhao thought, there is nothing to be afraid of pain, because of this sentence, I am not afraid of anything.

The road was still full of thorns and thorns, and it was full of mud and ravines. Xuan Zhao gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

If Cen Baiyan is waiting for him at the end, then no matter how difficult the road is, Xuan Zhao will rush to him without hesitation.

After Chen Wei and Gong Qiao left, the ward was finally clean.

Cen Baiyan breathed a sigh of relief, and tucked the quilt up for Xuan Zhao: "Is it too noisy, and Chen Wei will not be allowed to come in the future."

He paused, then smiled and said, "It's good to quarrel with you once in a while, maybe I'll wake you up, you heartless one."

Cen Boyan stretched his waist, sat on the edge of the bed and peeled an orange to eat. The orange was so sour that his teeth were about to fall out, and he dipped some orange juice with his finger on Xuanzhao's lips.

"Is it sweet? If it's not sweet, you just blink, and if it's sweet, you don't move."

Xuan Zhaoan quietly closed his eyes.

A trace of disappointment floated in Cen Baiyan's heart: "It looks like sweet oranges, so you should try more."

He smeared some orange juice on Xuanzhao's lips as a mischief.

"Stupid," Cen Baiyan pinched the tip of Xuanzhao's nose, "I'm going to fetch water, I'll be right back."

He stood up with the kettle in his hand, and the moment he turned around, Cen Baiyan's heart jumped suddenly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xuan Zhao's fingers moving slightly!

Cen Boyan turned his head abruptly, staring at Xuan Zhaoping's hands lying beside him.

The wind stirred the tulle curtains and the delicate petals of the purple bouquet.

Cen Baiyan's heart was beating violently, and an unknown amount of time had passed, but Xuan Zhao on the hospital bed was still motionless.

Misread it. I must have misread it.

Cen Baiyan blinked helplessly, his heart was raised high and then dropped heavily.

He exhaled lightly, blaming the night wind today, he was just blowing nonsense.

Cen Boyan carried the kettle, went to the window and closed it. When he turned around again, he saw Xuan Zhao's eyelashes trembling slightly.

It's the wind, it must be the wind again.

Cen Baiyan tightened his fingers, and his heartbeat, which had just calmed down, began to lose its rhythm again.

He checked again whether the window was closed tightly, and then, a hoarse and difficult voice came from behind: "... sour."

boom!

The kettle hit the ground hard, Cen Baiyan was stiff all over, turned around in disbelief, and met a pair of smiling eyes.

Cen Baiyan's first reaction was to be stunned, he was afraid that this moment was another dream of his.

Xuan Zhao licked his lips with difficulty, his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't hear the original tone: ". Sour."

Cen Baiyan's lips parted, and the uncontrollable ecstasy flooded towards him like a wave.

Fortunately, this summer has not passed yet, and they can still go to the sea together.