Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Qing Huan felt that his body was floating, and he didn't know where he was or how long it had been—at one point, he felt that he was really going to be wiped out.Could it be... is this the end of the story?

Suddenly, he heard human voices, more and more human voices, as if in a downtown—no, this is a downtown.

Qing Huan opened his eyes, and found himself huddled in a corner of the night market. There were people coming and going in front of him, laughing and laughing, and it was so lively—fortunately, he was a spirit body, otherwise he would have been trampled to the ground.

Qing Huan stood up, and at a glance, it was really full of human heads - the night in Beiyuan was really bustling.The row after row of long lights, the smell of food from various small stalls floating in the air, and the intertwined voices of people all make people want to sigh "prosperity".

He stayed in the Yunhai Temple all the time, because his spiritual body was too weak, Wei Liangdi was worried that his spiritual body would be injured outside, so he didn't let him go out.It was the first time she saw the night market in Beiyuan—but, for some reason, another picture of a brightly lit night always appeared in his mind, a completely different scene, the people there, the roof tiles there, strange and familiar.

Could it be, that is what Emperor Wei Liang told him, their original world?That real-life world?

Qing Huan was caught in the crowd, moving forward slowly, he didn't know where he was going...

It's just that there are obviously people around him, but he has a feeling of being excluded.Yeah, they're people from two worlds, and he doesn't belong here, he's actually a homeless man...

It was as if he was really the only one left in the world... He was alone, and this feeling was terrible... Only then did he realize that he was afraid of being alone, a deep fear...

It would be great if someone...someone could accompany him...

"Qing Huan."

A sudden voice sounded from behind Qing Huan, shaking his body. He clenched his fists, turned around slowly, and saw a person standing there ten meters away. He was dressed in the same clothes as the world. Dressed in inappropriate clothes, tall and tall, with a handsome face, and deep eyes locked on Qing Huan, those eyes are full of joy and love, making Qing Huan startled, like a ray of warm sunshine in winter .

"Qing Huan, I finally found you."

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Qing Huan came to the hospital again, and this time he was no longer a soul, but a physical person.

"Sir, what can you do?" The little nurse on duty blushed when she saw Qing Huan approaching, because of his handsome face.

"Hi, I'm here to visit Mr. Wanglou."

"Which Mr. Lou?"

"Mr. Lou Zhao of Hongwei Group, Lou Zhao." Qing Huan replied.

When the little nurse heard it, she looked strange: "This...Mr. Lou's side...doesn't accept visitors."

The little nurse only came last year, but she still knows about Lou Zhao, the most important patient in this hospital. The head nurse has already told every nurse who may come into contact with him to take care of him carefully.And she once heard from other nurses that when Mr. Lou lived in, a lot of people came to visit every day, and there were dozens of reporters and paparazzi who wanted to collect news every day. The enthusiasm for being hospitalized in a coma lasted for a year, until it was confirmed that Lou Zhao might really have turned into a vegetative state, gradually no one came.When this matter was mentioned in the news reports, it was also in a regrettable tone. How can a promising young man become a vegetable at the most glorious time due to an accident, how can it not be embarrassing-this promising young man is also a good-sounding Lou Zhao has a lot of enemies. When they hated him, they wanted to cut him into pieces. But at that time, they didn’t have the guts or the ability. Now it’s all right, they have become vegetative—those People are very happy feeling.

The story is far away, the little nurse has been instructed a long time ago that no strangers will be allowed to visit Lou Zhao, so even if it is a beautiful boy like Qing Huan who can't take his eyes off, she has not been fascinated by beauty , rejected Qing Huan's request.

"I'm Lou Zhao's friend, and I just came back. I came to see him when I found out he was hospitalized." Qing Huan said, "Don't worry, I'm just looking at him, and it won't last more than 10 minutes."

"I'm sorry, sir, it's really not possible..." The little nurse dared not agree, unless she didn't want this job—"I can't help it..."

At this time, a man in a suit came in from outside the hospital. He was about 30 years old, but he looked tired and vicissitudes. He walked in and went directly to the elevator entrance. He was almost at the elevator, and he returned. He stared at the thin young man standing in front of the information desk, his pupils constricted, and he looked in disbelief... He took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, put them back on, and looked at them for a long time before he calmed down and walked over , just in time to hear the conversation between him and the nurse——

The man finally couldn't help but say: "You, are you... Mr. Bai Qing Huanbai?"

Hearing the sound, Qing Huan turned around and saw a man with an excited face, even tears in his eyes, a little inexplicably: "I am, who are you?"

"It's really you!!!" The man grabbed his hand excitedly: "I'm Mr. Shao's secretary. I used to be with Mr. Shao... Mr. Xiao, don't you remember?"

Secretary... Lou Zhao's secretary...

Qing Huan said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I fell ill, and I can't remember many things from the past."

"No, it doesn't matter, as long as you are fine." The secretary looked at Qing Huan: "I thought, I thought you were buried in the sea of ​​fire at that time, but I didn't expect... to see you again."

"I came to see Lou Zhao today, but..." Qing Huan glanced at the little nurse.

The secretary said to the little nurse in a deep voice: "This is the best friend of our young president, so there is no need to stop him from coming."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang."

Secretary Zhang nodded, and then said to Qing Huan: "Mr. Xiao, come with me. I'll take you to see Mr. Shao."

"it is good."

Qing Huan followed Secretary Zhang into the elevator, and went all the way to Lou Zhao's ward—he was no stranger to Lou Zhao's ward, and had already been here twice, but before it was a soul, and there was no obstacle to get in and out, but now it was a body, if he To go in, someone must take him in.

Entering the ward, Qing Huan saw that Lou Zhao was still lying on the hospital bed with a tube inserted, motionless.

Secretary Zhang sighed, and said, "It's been five years, and Mr. Shao still hasn't woken up."

"For the past five years... has he been like this?"

"Yes, it's just that there was a sudden change in brain waves a while ago. I thought the young master would wake up, but it turned out to be nothing but joy." Secretary Zhang was very melancholy: "I didn't tell Mr. Lou about this, he He is getting old, and he was resting abroad, but five years ago, he rushed back from abroad to take charge of the overall situation, and his health has become worse and worse in the past few years." Secretary Zhang sighed again.

Qing Huan thought Mr. Lou should be Lou Zhao's father, so he went to the Internet to check the situation of Lou's family. Although Lou Zhao bears the name of Mr. Shao, in fact, the entire Hongweide industry is already owned by him. After taking over the management, his father has indeed retired... Unexpectedly, something happened to Lou Zhao...

"Secretary Zhang," Qing Huan looked at him, "Can you tell me about what happened five years ago? I really can't remember."

"Five years ago..." Secretary Zhang looked at Lou Zhao on the bed, and said slowly: "I will never forget that day, that day, Mr. Shao had already boarded the car to the airport, but the boss in the car When I received a call, he asked the driver to come back and went to the Fifth Ring Building, he was going to see you..."

"You mean, at that time I suddenly called Lou Zhao and asked him to come to me?"

"I thought it was, but when I found you with Mr. Shao, you said that you never made this call at all." Secretary Zhang frowned: "Later, you all had dinner at the restaurant there, and I had something to do with the company. I'll come back first... I knew... I wouldn't come back then..."

"What then?"

"Later, I got news that there was a sudden fire in that restaurant, and many people were trapped inside..." Secretary Zhang sighed, "I couldn't get through to Mr. Shao, so I found out that Mr. Shao was also trapped inside... the fire After burning for three hours, when the firefighters put out the fire completely, when we went in, we saw a lot of bodies that had been burnt out of shape...Fortunately, we found Mr. Shao. Mr. Shao was intact, but he was in a coma In the past, Mr. Shao was sent to the hospital, and after the doctors rescued him, Mr. Shao never woke up again..." In fact, the firefighters at the time thought it was incredible that so many people were burned to death in such a big fire, but the building that was also there Zhao is intact, as if protected by something invisibly...

"I... am I not with Lou Zhao?"

"We also thought you were together at the time, because Mr. Shao was found holding your clothes in his hands..."

"So, you thought I was burned to death?"

"Yes." That's why he felt incredible when he saw Qing Huan just now.

Qing Huan said to Secretary Zhang: "I want to stay alone with Lou Zhao for a while...is that okay?"

"Yes." Secretary Zhang trusted Qing Huan. After all, he had seen Qing Huan's supernatural powers with his own eyes. Now that he saw Qing Huan, he even began to hope that Qing Huan would wake Lou Zhao up—"Then I Go out first, this is my number, you can call me later."

"it is good."

Seeing Secretary Zhang leave, Qing Huan turned to face Lou Zhao who was on the bed, and murmured, "Lou Zhao...where are you now?"

Of course Lou Zhao on the bed would not answer him.

Qing Huan walked over, sat down by the bed, and then held Lou Zhao's arm outside, the temperature was very low, just like Lou Zhao's current vital signs.

"Lou Zhao, I don't remember the past," Qing Huan said softly, "I don't know how we met, and I don't remember what happened to us...but when I saw you, I just I think we should be familiar people."

Qing Huan continued: "Five years ago, what happened? Me and them, and me and you... If I really lost my soul at that time, then everything ended at that time. But ...my soul is back, even back to my physical body...so, the story seems to have a sequel..."

"Lou Zhao, do you really want to sleep like this forever? This is your world, you can see me when you wake up, can you wake up?" Qing Huan caressed his face: "What is there? ...Does it make you not want to come back? What are you yearning for? Or, what makes you persist in a coma... Lou Zhao... Can you hear my voice?..."