Always be relatives with Zha Gong [Quick time travel]

You are like a ray of light, breaking through the darkness, giving me warmth, and the breeze blowing, you come slowly.

--Simple

In the huge central hospital, people come and go. Among the crowd, a slender figure walked hurriedly, almost touching the wall, avoiding everyone. The young man pursed his lips, and under the thick lenses, his eyes raised , looking at something.

"Jean, there are patients who need first aid."

Suddenly, there was a noise from behind, Jian Jian’s tense nerves suddenly noticed, turned around, stood against the wall, a stretcher was carried past his eyes, just glanced at it inadvertently, Jian Jian immediately lowered his head, black framed glasses Next, he lowered his eyes halfway, his lips pursed tightly.

Behind, there were several stretchers carrying people passing by.

The people around said that there was a serious car accident at the intersection just now, many people were injured, and one died.

Jian Jian stood dumbly, his palms trembling slightly, for a long time, he looked up, his face was pale, and he continued to look for something outside the department.

Finally, seeing the four words "neurosurgery" hanging, and checking the time, Jian Jian breathed a sigh of relief as he was not late.

Scanning the surroundings without a trace, there were not many patients waiting. He simply pursed his lower lip and frowned slightly. There were rows of seats in front of the neurosurgery department. Jianjian saw the innermost seat with the fewest people at a glance. He walked over and sat down. .

Sitting down simply, he immediately took out his mobile phone, lowered his head and swipe it, his lowered eyes were a little numb, and the blood was unconsciously drawn over and over again in front of his eyes, as well as the blood-stained and powerless hand hanging down from the stretcher.

Half an hour later, the mechanical announcement finally called the simple name.

Jian Jian was afraid of hearing it wrong, and didn't rush to the doctor's office until after the third time.

The familiar middle-aged doctor, the familiar examination, and what the doctor asked him after that, he answered them one by one in a simple and low voice.

The middle-aged doctor pondered for a while, quickly wrote something in the old case book that he simply took out, and prescribed another medicine.

"Those medicines still have to be taken."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

It wasn't until he left the office that Jian Jian realized that his palms were sweating at some point.

Simple WeChat transferred more than 800 medicine fees, and prepared to leave with the medicine.

Suddenly someone bumped into him, and in the next second, something came off his face, and Jian Jian's eyes were blurred.

Soon, Jian Jian realized that his glasses were knocked off, and he panicked almost instantly.

Simple is not only highly myopic, but also congenital astigmatism. At this time, there are only overlapping images in front of the eyes, and only larger people and other things can be distinguished.

Where are the glasses?

Simply turn around, look down on the ground, there are many people coming and going, the glasses are so small, even if you bend your waist, you can't see the glasses.

His heart was beating wildly, and sweat was pouring from his forehead.

Simply looking for his glasses, he pays attention to his surroundings from time to time. He can't hear people talking around him.

Jian Jian pursed his lips tightly, wondering if they were talking about him, after all his movements were so strange.

I can't find it, no matter how simple I squint my eyes to look for it, I can't find the glasses.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly raised his head.

It was a delicate face with delicate features, like a lightly drawn sketch. The skin on his face was fair, but there was a hint of paleness. His eyes were beautiful, with very black pupils.

But at this moment, his eyes were blurred, and his eyes were filled with confusion and confusion.

Seemingly aware of strange eyes falling on him, Jian Jian immediately covered up his daze and panic, took the medicine in his hand, tried his best to keep himself normal, and groped to leave.

The hospital is very big, and he is a road idiot, but now that he has no glasses, he can hardly tell the direction.

After turning around for an hour, Jian Jian was still in the hospital.

How many times did he lift his lips, wanting to ask the passers-by around him, but he swallowed him again.

He leaned against the wall, intending to lean against it to rest for a while, but he never thought that behind him was not a wall, but a white, half-hidden door. As soon as he leaned against it, he fell directly into it and sat down on the ground.

There was a moment of silence all around.

After a while, simply stood up, turned around and scanned the surroundings.

It's a ward with no one around.

No, there are people.

Jian Jian's eyes fell on the ward not far away, his eyes were blurred, and he could only see a person lying down, what he looked like, but he couldn't see clearly.

Jian Jian opened his mouth, his heart was pounding, and he said nervously: "I'm sorry, I, I didn't come in on purpose, I bothered you."

Simply wait for the person's response.

I haven't heard that person speak for a long time.

After simply apologizing again, the man still didn't respond.

Simply raising his eyes, he couldn't see the expression of the person on the bed clearly, he subconsciously wanted to squint his eyes, and felt that it was not good to look like this in front of people.

He summoned up his courage and moved over in small steps. He didn't see the appearance of this person clearly until he came to the hospital bed.

This is a boy who is about the same age as him. He can't see clearly, but he can tell that the boy's eyebrows and eyes are extremely good-looking. At the first glance, people can't help but feel a sense of intimacy.

As it got closer, Jian Jian realized that the boy had his eyes closed, was he sleeping?No wonder, no wonder he didn't respond, probably because he was in a deep sleep and didn't hear it.

Jian Jian breathed a sigh of relief, so, he, he should be able to leave.

Just don't disturb his sleep.

He simply turned around and wanted to leave, but for some reason, he staggered and fell backwards. At that moment, he felt as if someone pulled him.

Jian Jian fell down on the ward without any pain in his back, and turned his head to meet the young Ruyu's face.

His breathing stopped for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Jian Jian apologized with a bitter face, and got up quickly, but the man still didn't wake up.

Sleep so deeply?

However, he is really good-looking. For some reason, he stretched out his hand to outline his brows and eyes. At this moment, the voice of someone passing by outside the door woke him up.

Simply got up, distracted, opened the door, walked out of the ward, closed the door gently, and walked a few steps before stopping against the wall.

After a while, Jian simply covered up the complicated thoughts in his head, and raised his blurred eyes. The time delay was too long, so he had to go home quickly.

At this time, someone patted his shoulder.

"Student, are these your glasses?"

Jian Jian immediately noticed this person's voice, clear and clear, like mountains and flowing water, refreshing.

Before Jian Jian could react, a pair of glasses were stuffed into his hands.

Taking a closer look with downcast eyes, Jian Jian immediately recognized that it was his glasses, and immediately put them on with a happy brow.

"Thank you." The eyes regained their clarity, and the simple and flustered heart finally came to fruition, thankful and apologetic.

He raised his head but saw the back of the person in front of him, in white clothes and black trousers, a head taller than him, and he only reached his chest.

"You're welcome, I'm leaving the hospital, goodbye." After finishing speaking, the man left straight away.

I was stunned for a moment, and didn't realize until the man walked a short distance away that the man just said that he was going to leave the hospital.

Then can he follow behind him so that he won't get lost?

Jian Jian was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed, keeping a distance.

Not long after, he really walked out of the hospital, pursing his lips briefly, revealing a soft smile.

However, after the man left the hospital, he disappeared.

What a nice guy.

Jian Jian grabbed the medicine in his hand, adjusted his glasses, and walked to the bus station.

Beside him, a slender figure appeared out of nowhere, a young man in a white shirt, black pants, and black hair covering his forehead, revealing his shocking facial features.

He followed Jianjian unhurriedly, as if in a guarding posture.

There were people coming and going around, but no one noticed his existence, not even Jian Jian, who was the closest to the boy.

Simply swipe the bus, get on the bus, and go straight to the last row.

He sat in the innermost seat, and the seat next to him was empty.

At this time, there were not many people in the bus, and there were still a lot of empty seats on the bus.

The boy in white and black trousers, or Lin Heng, sat down beside Jian Jian.

If you can easily see the people around you, you can definitely recognize that this person is the boy on the hospital bed, and also the kind person who returned his glasses.

Lin Heng tilted his head and looked carefully at the eyebrows and eyes of the people around him.

Lin Heng is here, also in the hospital.

To be precise, Lin Heng's body was lying on the bed in that ward, and his soul was beside Jian Jian.

When Jian Jian fell into that ward, Lin Heng's soul left his body.

It was also at that moment that he knew that he had entered the fifth world, and the people around him were simple, the hero of this world, and even more pitiful.

And Zha Gong Lin Yuan is the half-brother of the original owner "Lin Heng".

The original owner's mother and father were a story about a daughter who went blind and fell in love with a poor boy. The poor boy rose to prominence and had a mistress, and Scum Gong Lin Yuan was the son of the mistress.

As soon as Lin Yuan was born, Xiao San almost died. Later, when she went to a fortune teller, she learned that Lin Yuan's fate was not good.

Xiaosan was not reconciled, so she hired the master to change her life.

The master said that changing one's fate is not an option, but one can borrow luck, forcibly borrowing the fortune of a wealthy and powerful man onto Lin Yuan, which can ensure his prosperity and a safe life.

And the unlucky loanee is naturally the original owner.

Xiaosan designed to kill the original partner, and then borrowed the original owner's luck to Lin Yuan, causing the original owner to fall into a coma when he was three years old. Now 15 years have passed, and he has not woken up.

From the perspective of others, it was the original owner who suddenly fell into a coma due to unknown reasons. Only Xiao San and Lin Yuan knew that the original owner was borrowed by luck.

That's right, now 17-year-old Lin Yuan accidentally learned all the truth from his mother when he was ten years old.

However, Lin Yuan looked at his "brother" lying on the bed, and took everything for granted, and even felt that it was his brother's honor to be borrowed by him.

Originally, according to Xiaosan and Lin Yuan's plan, they wanted to kill the original owner after borrowing luck, but the situation did not allow it, and after borrowing luck, they must take good care of the original owner's body, so that the original owner's soul can be preserved for life. Trapped in the body, to achieve the effect of borrowing luck.

After Lin Heng crossed over, he became the original owner. The soul that was supposed to be trapped in the body for a lifetime, was able to leave the body and move on its own at the moment when he simply fell into the ward.

Lin Heng's soul can leave the body, but he can't return to the body to wake up.

Now, in his state of leaving the soul, even if he is a little revealed, only Jian and the ghost can see him.

That's right, there are ghosts in this world, and he can still see them.

In fact, this is not surprising, after all, he can leave his soul.

Originally, Lin Heng was a little worried that those ghosts would trouble him, but he found that they seemed to be afraid of him.

As for the reason, Lin Heng didn't know.

Lin Heng followed Jian Jian all the way home.

Looking up, it is a small old house. In front of the house is a reclaimed vacant land, on which several kinds of vegetables are planted.

At this time, a middle-aged woman was picking vegetables.

"Mom." Jian Jian called softly, and the middle-aged woman raised her head, revealing a delicate face that was five points similar to Jian Jian, but with more traces of time.

The middle-aged woman responded softly: "You're back, what did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said it's okay." Jian Jian's fingertips trembled, and he replied with a normal expression. At this time, the old man's loud voice came from the house.

Jian Jian seemed to think of something, and frowned slightly.

He walked in with some difficulty.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the old man's familiar sneering sound.

"Hmph, Jian Jian is just too proud. Only good grades will fall down. I'm ashamed to say that this is my grandson when I go out. It's too embarrassing."

"Besides, he's not very polite. Every time he meets someone, he doesn't know how to call him. He's really stupid in reading. He doesn't know anything about the world, but I haven't seen how good his grades are."

Another old man was familiarly responding to the old man's words.

The old man spoke more and more smoothly.

"According to me, when he graduated from primary school, he should be allowed to work. Look, what's the use of reading so many books? Look at your grandson, he went out after primary school, and now he's making a lot of money."

The old man smiled, but said in his mouth: It's just luck.

After listening in a daze for a while, Jian simply lifted his legs and walked in.

Almost the moment he stepped into the living room, the voice of speaking stopped abruptly, and the two old men looked at him at the same time.

One of the old women glanced at her briefly, with a hint of disgust in her eyes, she said angrily, "It's impolite to call someone now."

He simply said "Grandma Zhao" in a low voice to say hello, didn't say anything more, and walked towards his room almost as if escaping.

The old man's conversation came one after another from behind.

"Look, I just said he was rude. I really don't know how his mother taught him. He is not educated."

"..."

The constant choreography and even the swearing were too loud to cover even when the door was simply closed.

Simply leaning against the door, looking down, with a slightly bent back.

Lin Heng was beside him, and couldn't see the emotion behind his eyes, but saw his tight lips, the setting sun came in through the window, fell on Jian Jian, and his slender black shadow was reflected on the ground, lonely and lonely , as if he was the only one left in the world.

Lin Heng reached out to rub his hair and comfort him, but he couldn't touch it.

A touch of distress flashed across Lin Heng's eyes.

Simply raised his head, suppressed the emotions on his face, sat at the desk, took out his mobile phone, put on the earphones, melodious music rang in his ears, and finally suppressed the noisy voice, he breathed a sigh of relief, he pulled out of his schoolbag He took out the book and read it carefully.

The dinner was made by Jane's mother. After the meal, Jane's mother pulled Jane aside and asked, "School starts tomorrow, do you have enough tuition?"

Jane's mother said that she had already taken out the money.

Jian Jian quickly refused: "I have money."

"Take it, you need living expenses at school, and you need money to buy medicine."

Simplicity really couldn't hold back her mother, and looking at the worry in her eyes, she had no choice but to accept it.

Unexpectedly, when I turned around, I met my grandma.

The old man glanced at the money in his hand, and snorted heavily: "What's the use of reading so many books? It's a waste of money, and it doesn't necessarily mean you're so smart."

Grandma Jian gave him a blank look and left with mother Jane.

Jian Jian looked back at Jane's mother, who was silent and did not speak.

Simple returned to the room blankly.

Simply put away the money, come to the desk, turn on the lamp, take out the paper, and start doing the questions.

He did it very seriously, with focused eyes.

While working on the simple question, Lin Heng sat on the remaining chair with his back against the wall and his hands behind his head.

From Lin Heng's perspective, only the boy's side face could be seen, and his delicate facial features were covered by big black-rimmed glasses.

The boy's lips opened and closed from time to time, chanting certain formulas.

In the end, it was probably because the questions were more difficult. The young man took the draft paper and kept calculating. After several calculations, it seemed that they were all wrong.

The boy was a little anxious, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

The summer is already hot, and in the room, only the small ceiling fan above the head is creaking and turning, bringing a weak wind.

Lin Heng wanted to reach out to wipe his sweat, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't appear out of thin air, otherwise it would only scare him.

He was timid.

Simply biting his lip, he didn't know how much he had done, but the problem still hadn't been solved.

He could only skip and do other questions, and he was stumped again after a while.

Until he looked up and looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and there were still so many questions on the paper that had not been solved.

Simply staring blankly, the eyes behind the glasses are a little dazed.

Is he really that stupid?

Simply suppressing the water mist in his eyes that he didn't know when, he folded the paper and put it in his schoolbag.

It's almost time for bed.

Simply poured water, took out the medicines in the hospital today, two kinds of medicines, one kind, one white, one yellow, put them in the mouth simply and mechanically, drank water, swallowed, the action was mechanical, It seems to have been done countless times.

It is easy to know that he is sick.

The brain is sick, and the mind is also sick.

The brain disease he got when he was in the second year of junior high school.

He remembered that when he came home from school that day, it rained heavily not long after, and it was only him and grandma at home.

The heavy rain came suddenly, and Jian Jian hurriedly went outside to collect his clothes, but halfway through the walk, his feet slipped and he suddenly fell down.

He remembered that at that time, the whole person fell backwards, and his head made contact with the concrete floor, making a bang.

Jian Jian still remembers that he was lying on his back on the ground, his glasses fell to the ground, and the icy rain fell on his face, his head went blank and his whole body twitched.

"How big is a person, you can fall down even if you walk, why don't you hurry up and put your clothes in." Jian Jian tilted his head, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but the voice was covered by the rain and reached his ears.

He simply got up mechanically, quickly collected his clothes, went back to the house, took a shower for himself early, and changed his dirty clothes.

At that time, when he touched the back of his head, he didn't feel any pain or swelling.

If the memory is not still there, he almost thought that his fall just now was a hallucination.

At that time, he would do things as if nothing had happened, sleep, and then...

Not long after that, he fell ill.

Jian's father and Jian's mother took him to many small clinics, and each doctor gave different results.

Simply drank a lot of traditional Chinese medicine, the formula is different, only the taste is the same, the same bitterness.

Simple and not afraid of hardship, drink it all night in one breath every time.

A few months passed, and his illness was still not getting better, but he found that his grades began to decline.

Simply think about it, probably because he hasn't played well recently.

In the past, his grades were in the top three in his grade.

From the family environment since childhood, Jian Jian has developed a strong and hard-working character.

Every time, he always studies the most seriously, works hard, and listens to the teacher the most.

Jian's father and Jian's mother couldn't bear to see him suffering. Later, Jian's father took him to a big hospital in Kyoto, where he found out the real cause of the disease.

It turned out that the fall caused a problem with his nerves.

The doctor said that this is an intractable disease, and you must take medicine for life. However, the medicine is three-point poisonous, especially those two suppressive medicines that have side effects if taken too much.

The side effects of each medicine are different for each person.

Some may hurt the internal organs, and some may produce the illusion of time confusion...

And every time the disease occurs, because the nerves are involved, the patient's thinking ability will become slower and slower, in short, it will become more and more stupid.

At that time, I simply stayed in the hospital for half a month and received infusions every day.

In the senior high school entrance examination, his grades were average, and he could not enter key schools, so he could only enter the ordinary middle schools in this city to study high school.

Now, the simple third year of high school is about to take the college entrance examination, his grades are still average, and he has been taking medicine for four years.

Put the medicine back, turn on the small light, turn off the desk lamp, and simply climb into bed.

It was a simple bed with two sides leaning against the wall, and he was huddled under the quilt. Even in the summer, he would wrap his whole body, with only one head exposed.

His eyes fell on the small light emitting a faint light in the room, and he felt relieved.

He turned inward, leaned against the wall, hugged the puppy pillow in his arms, and closed his eyes.

Not long after, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Jian Jian, who was not asleep at all, immediately opened his eyes, looking towards the door vigilantly and uneasily.

Outside the door, an old man stood.

Grandma Jian got up to go to the toilet, but saw a light in the simple room.

"It's a waste of electricity to turn on the light when you go to sleep at night." Grandma Jian stepped forward, turned off the small light, and warned not to turn it on again, before closing the door with a bang.

The room fell into darkness and silence, Jian Jian opened his eyes, but his eyes were dark and blurred.

In the darkness, there seemed to be thousands of devils stretching out their claws, attacking Jianan silently.

Jian Jian desperately shrunk towards the inner wall, but the fear in his heart still lingered.

Lin Heng's heart ached so much that he wished he could hold the trembling boy in his arms in the dark and comfort him.

After about 5 minutes, Jian Jian got up from the bed, fumbled for a candle and lit it.

When the warm orange light came on, Lin Heng saw that the young man was sweating profusely at some point, and his delicate face was not much bloody.

The boy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He climbed back into bed, regardless of the profuse sweat, curled up under the quilt, his eyes fell on the candlelight, as if only with the candlelight, he could feel at ease.

Even so, it still took the boy an hour to fall asleep.

In the room, the candlelight sizzled softly. Lin Heng was beside the bed, sighed, and gently took the quilt off the young man, covering only his abdomen.

He picked up another piece of hard paper, used it as a fan, and fanned it gently for him.

Outside the window, unknown things are quietly growing in the darkness.

On the bed, Jian Jian frowned, his face was full of fear, his dream was full of blood, someone was crying faintly, Jian Jian desperately tried to avoid the crying person, but no matter which way he went, he would meet, fear, despair, fear , covering him...