I have time

Did you hit it? !

The frail young man shouted out this torture of conscience almost with all his strength, and warm tears came out of his eyes, taking away the little remaining warmth in his body.

The tall shadow in front of him seemed to collapse instantly.

The ice cream melts, and not all fairy tales have happy endings...

Kang Jing knelt in front of this child who was 30 years younger than him, tears streaming down his face, crying more helplessly than a child.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoyu, I'm sorry... I'm sorry Mr. Yan, I'm sorry for you, I don't regret that phone call every day, I'm sorry..."

A phone call for no reason, just because he suddenly wanted to hear his lover's voice before going to bed, and said something casually to him, I miss you, I really want to see you right away.

Yan Xiao was by his family's side, so he could only put on a serious face, but he was alone, and he could express his thoughts unscrupulously. This feeling...was a bit heartbreaking and exciting.

This kind of Kang Jing is like a contradictory narrow-minded ghost, completely different from the usual serious and humble Assistant Kang.

In the end, his wish was fulfilled, and he did meet soon. Yan Xiao insisted on sending his seriously injured son to the hospital, just to catch up with Kang Jing, who was running madly in his pajamas, to see him for the last time.

That side of Kang Jing will probably be unforgettable for the rest of his life. Yan Xiao hugged him tightly in the corridor of the emergency room, behind him were many doctors and nurses who urged him to go to the examination bed to check his injuries.

There were some blood stains on his face and body, and it was impossible to tell whose blood it was.

At that moment, Yan Xiao was speechless, but just hugged him tightly, with a very reluctant and powerless gesture.

He turned Kang Jing's face, as if he wanted to take a good look at his appearance for the last time, so that he could rest in peace with his eyes burned in the grave.

"Yan Xiao, Yan Boss, don't scare me... Please, please lie down and check... I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you here, I'm not going anywhere... I'll be there wherever you are Where……"

Kang Jing couldn't remember those incoherent words. He only remembered that when Yan Xiao opened his mouth, it was no longer sweet words and gentle care, but a mouthful of bright red blood flowing down his jaw, staining his favorite dress red. white shirt.

13 years old! 30 years!

Really great!What a long love!

This sentence of "sorry for being late" sounded like the sharpest irony in Yan Yu's ears, piercing through his chest in an instant.

That's why at the age of 21, his mother signed the pre-nuptial property agreement that was obviously not good for him and married into Yan's family with a glimmer of hope. A good man will be able to look back one day and take a look at his wife who loves him desperately, although it is only in name!

Therefore, Zhuang Meichan, who cherishes her figure, will continue the incense for the Yan family and give birth to offspring in the first year of marriage, and obtain a "love crystal" with her husband through the humiliating way of IVF in vitro fertilization!

Therefore, he, Yan Yu, as a life, was born in such a muddle without the love and expectation of anyone, not even his parents himself!Grandfather regarded him as a possible heir of the Yan family, and mother regarded him as a bargaining chip to regain her husband, but no one regarded him as a child who needed to be loved!

Therefore, on the day of his birth, his father did not rush to the hospital to have a look at his own flesh and blood, nor did he sign the birth document. Instead, he hid somewhere and wrote every word for the person he really loved. The next will that amounts to a declaration of love!He wanted to tell the other party that even the life with the closest blood relationship with him would not take away the slightest bit of his cherishment from him!

Therefore, when he woke up after the car accident and lay there the most sad and helpless, his mother didn't stay with him for a while.He always remembered how guilty and scared he was at that time. He was afraid that his mother would hate him for killing his father, so he asked his mother tremblingly at the back with tears streaming down his face, Mom, do you want me?

So, father's love for you is fake!It's true that mother hates your face!

So, Yan Yu, you have endured so much suffering and sweated so much since you were young, and still no one really loves you!

Because, you are a person who should not exist from the beginning to the end!

The pure white snow chrysanthemum was swung into a phantom like a filial belt, hitting Kang Jing's head and face heavily, and the curly petals scattered all over the ground.

For more than two years, carrying the heavy shackles that killed his father, dragging this crippled body, he wanted to live a good life like atonement, and protect the love and hope he thought he thought, what a ridiculous thing it is!

The color of the whole world suddenly faded, only the black, white and gray spots in Yan Yu's field of vision kept shaking, sometimes clear, sometimes blurred.

He couldn't hear the sound, but he could feel the fine wind passing through his fingertips, taking away the last body temperature.

Kang Jing stood up in a panic, supported Yan Yu's crumbling body, and shouted his name loudly.

Don't touch me, stay away from me, I don't want to see any of you!go away!

Yan Yu was angry and anxious, eager to get rid of this last bondage and entanglement, let go of that strand of soul that did not belong here and flew to a high place.

He felt that he couldn't breathe, his lungs were squeezed into a vacuum, and the pain was so painful that he was about to burst, but another mouthful of salty food blocked his throat.

Cough, cough, cough——

Yan Yu coughed violently, and in a flash of clarity, he saw a lot of black spots the size of sesame seeds and mung beans splashed on Kang Jing's white sleeves... Yes, it was black, and his eyes had disappeared. Any color, even the sun becomes cold white.

Every time I cough, those dark spots increase a little more, well, who told you to wear such a clean color, I'm going to smudge it!

Because you are not worthy!

In the name of love, it is possible to deprive a woman of the most precious ten years of her life, making her feel hopeless and life would be better than death?

In the name of love, you can just create a life as a shield, ignoring that he is also a person with flesh and blood, who can hurt and hurt?

Well, the great love and the world of hypocrisy finally came to an end in front of him, although the ending was a bit embarrassing.

Yan Yu felt a sense of relief that he had never felt before. He seemed to be able to float anywhere with the wind, and he was no longer bound by this pair of useless legs and a wheelchair.

I'm finally free-

"Xiao Yu, Yan Yu, don't... don't do this..."

Kang Jing watched his sleeves covered with blood stains coughed up from Yan Yu's mouth, as if the nightmare that had lingered for many years came back again, he almost froze in place and couldn't move.

No, you can't let me watch you die again, I won't be able to bear it, I really can't bear it!

Yan Xiao, I beg you, please keep Xiao Yu safe and sound, and bless me to take care of him for you.

The blood-stained veil fell at the feet, and was blown into the depths of the dense forest by the wind, and the bright red and snow-white petals fell into mud, never to be the same again.

Kang Jing took off his blood-stained coat and wrapped it around Yan Yu's bloodless and cold hands, ignoring his body that was not strong enough, bursting out with unprecedented strength and hugged Yan Yu horizontally and ran down the slope .

Yan Yu had completely lost consciousness and fell into a coma. He couldn't sit in a wheelchair alone in such a dangerous state of going downhill, so he could only be carried down by human power.

The driver who was waiting in the parking lot and tangled up with the no-smoking sign [-] times was shocked again, and hurried over to open the car door. Their family's Mr. Kang, who was tired enough to carry an ultra-thin laptop, had an irregular heartbeat. To actually carry such a big living person down the mountain directly.

Wait, wait, this face... is it still alive?

"Army General Academy, the fastest speed!"

Kang Jing hugged Yan Yu and got into the back seat, panting like a bellows, and could still speak complete sentences.

The driver's calf seemed to be electrified, and the Cayenne stepped out of epilepsy with a kick of the accelerator, and rushed towards the road.

***

In Mr. Lu's corridor, Zhuang Meichan finally rewarded Kang Jing with a big slap that was so clear and resonant as in a classic soap opera that Mrs. Dafang dealt with a vixen.

"This is for my son, that bastard Yan Xiao doesn't deserve it!"

After all, Kang Jing was a man, and his ability to resist beatings was at the leading level in the industry among vixens. He just licked the corner of his red and swollen lips and covered half of his face, and looked straight at Zhuang Meichan calmly.

"We all have a share in hurting him, so why do you use this slap to show your innocence?"

"I thought Xiaoyu was still a child after all, if you wanted to use your own flesh and blood to make arrows to hurt me, then congratulations for doing it. I am in terrible pain now!"

Kang Jing didn't lie. After Yan Yu was picked up from his arms by the doctors and nurses, he was almost unable to stand still, his arms still maintained the hugging position, and he retreated until his back hit the wall before he could barely hold on.

It was not the first time he held this child in his arms. Many years ago, when Yan Yu was still a baby, he once begged Yan Xiao to bring the child out for him to see. At that time, little Yan Yu It's still white, tender, healthy, beautiful and cute, making people fondle admiringly.

Yan Xiao was afraid that he would be sad, so he deliberately alienated this child, and alienated the entire Yan family at the moment when he was supposed to have a baby and share the relationship.

He is your flesh and blood, Kang Jing hugged Xiao Yanyu and said to Yan Xiao, the excitement on his face was not a bit of disguise, so, he is also my child, just like his own, you see how much he resembles you... …

"Bitch!"

Dong Qian, who came to Liancheng with Zhuang Meichan, was dazed by the splash of blood, and stood dumbfounded in the corridor.

What, what's the situation... Has Dong Hongjie been cheated on, or has he cheated on someone else so...

"Why did my brother come to Liancheng with you? You...you won't sweep yourself into the hospital after sweeping the grave, right?"

Seizing the opportunity to pay the fee, Dong Qian casually explored the script engine.

Kang Jing, who only wore a shirt, was thin and thin, his face was as white as paper, but he was also neat and straight, "Miss Dong?"

He hesitated for a moment, "Has Xiao Yu been in trouble recently, has he told you?"

Ms. Dong, who is short-sighted, sees people based on intuition. She is not a bad person. She looks quite reliable. Besides, what she knows about Yi Chengfeng's case here is basically known outside, so there is no value in keeping it secret.

"Blabla... my brother's best friend, he thinks the incident happened because of him, and he wants to go to jail for him!"

Kang Jing remained calm, and asked the driver to pass his business card to Dong Qian, "Thank you, please let me know as soon as possible if there is any situation with Xiaoyu."

He put on a coat that the driver bought temporarily, walked out of the hospital, and quickly stepped down the steps, "I still have to go to Meichuan."

The driver almost suffocated and died suddenly, his face turned purple.

"You go back to the company first, and I will drive there by myself."

Kang Jing doesn't usually ask about the company's affairs too much, and most of them are left to professional managers, but he definitely has a temper that says nothing.

Therefore, even though the driver felt that he was afraid of going to the hospital at any time, he still didn't dare to say anything.

Kang Jing opened the door and sat in the Cayenne, and made a call, "...help me introduce a best criminal lawyer, hurry up, the price is not a problem... Also, contact the private investigator you used... "

***

At the entrance of Mr. Lu's ICU ward

Zhuang Meichan's casual makeup failed to cover the worries and fatigue that had accumulated over the past few days. Her eye sockets and mouth corners were dry and gray, and even her well-groomed hair was much duller and duller.

She regretted it undeniably, why was she more selfish and cruel than what she saw clearly, he was only 16 years old, and when she was 21, wasn't she so naive and stubborn that she could just die stupid?

Dong Qian was not much better either, her straight hair was about to be scratched into a dynamic burn, her clothes were in a rare simplicity, and even the soles of her shoes were trampled flat without dignity.

"Director Zeng, didn't you say that his condition is not particularly serious? Why hasn't he woke up until now?"

"The patient's lung inflammation and pulmonary arterial hypertension are indeed not particularly serious. It should be caused by temporary emotional overdrive. They have been effectively controlled in the past few days, and his vital signs are basically stable."

"There are many and complicated reasons for coma, some of which are not necessarily physiological. In my opinion, the child's desire to survive is particularly low. It is said that his cardiopulmonary function should be able to breathe spontaneously at present, but as long as we try to unplug the ventilator , his breathing will drop to a weak level..."

"We don't know what kind of stimuli the patient has received to produce such a strong stress response. This kind of passive cooperation is really troublesome... Maybe your family members can try to talk to him more, especially talk about encouragement, which can arouse Something about his desire to live."

"The child is still so young, so don't leave any regrets. Also, even if he recovers later, his cardiopulmonary function will definitely be affected. You have to be mentally prepared for this, and pay more attention in the future."

In the next few days, figures in sterile clothing often appeared in Yan Yu's ward.

Zhuang Meichan just sat quietly like that, she didn't know what to say to make her son want to live, maybe hearing her voice itself would make him have no nostalgia for this world.

Yan Xiao is an asshole, Kang Jing is a slut, what about herself?

If she hadn't been so obsessed with obsession back then, holding onto the south wall and bumping into it, maybe it would be a different scene now.

It was she who clearly knew that what Yan Xiao wanted was just a marriage for the family and she desperately posted it, it was she who thought like an idiot that giving Yan Xiao a son would tie him back to her side, it was she who could press the button to quit the game at any time or not? Unwilling to die, I insist on playing...

Yan Xiao regarded this marriage as a transaction from the beginning to the end, and explained the transaction rules clearly to her in advance, without any forced buying and selling, coercion and fraud.

So, Xiao Yu, the person who hurt you is probably your mother from the beginning to the end.

Your mother is bad and selfish, don't love her, she doesn't deserve it!

Zhuang Meichan silently tortured her heart a few times, and her mind didn't quite come in. If she wanted to make her son happy, she felt that she had better get out of the way.

Dong Qian went there every day, muttering to the unresponsive cheap brother lying there, talking about everything, even how many skin-colored boyfriends she had had.

Later, there was really nothing to talk about, so she brought a sketchbook in. After all, she was studying design, and her drawing skills were considered excellent, so she sat on the side and drew small pictures for Yan Yu.

"...Your face is really envied by others. After lying in bed for more than ten days without washing or oiling, how can you not see spots, blackheads and dead skin? It's so good to be young... No, how long should acne grow? one?"

The pen tip sketched the handsome face of the young man on the drawing paper. Dong Qian suddenly stopped and approached Yan Yu, "Yan Xiaoyu, you are not pretending, are you? The secret of lying to me? I can warn you, wake up later. Come here even if you remember anything, don’t talk nonsense, or I’ll tell your secret too!”

"Hey... how long are you going to lie down? Isn't it uncomfortable to have so many tubes inserted into your body? Those things that are fed through the nose, tsk tsk, I think you will vomit when you wake up... Get up quickly, sister. You go to eat hot pot, it's cold, and Yang Xiezi's is the best, if you want to secretly add some spice..."

"The person who can give you the desire to live... What if he can't come?"

The author has something to say:

Uh, after one or two more chapters, the big knife will fly by. . .

The author only dared to bully Xiaoyan when Brother Feng closed the little black house QAQ