don't be alone anymore

*I can't leave you sad alone*

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As September approaches, the heat of midsummer has not disappeared at all.

The outside temperature was 36 degrees, but the people in the corner of the emergency room were freezing cold.

Jian Muzi conveyed heat to Wen Yang with her tight hug...

After a while, she felt that the temperature of the other party's hands was too low...as if ice had entered her heart.

Instead, she clasped the other's hand hanging by her side with both hands, rubbing and warming it from time to time.

Even Wen Yang's palms were cold, and Jian Muzi felt her heart shattered to the ground.

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"Wen Yang..."

I don't know how many times I called the person in front of me...

But still can't get a little bit of response from the other party.

In countless pasts, as long as the appearance of this name was accompanied by peace of mind, but at this moment, this name represents all the sadness and heartbreak of Jian Muzi.

Her heart was tormented.

The other party didn't answer over and over again, and her heart was broken over and over again.

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"What are you doing! Don't cover him with a white cloth! No!"

Chen Fei, who was pulled aside by Liu Yi, was not willing to cry for Li Yanqing's sacrifice.

The unconvinced boy did not believe in fate for the first time.

He felt that as long as the tears he didn't flick could not slip out of his eyes, the person who should be alive would still be alive, and he would still be able to get up from that bed.

Seeing the doctor on duty beside Li Yanqing's bed began to cover the white sheet, Fade Chen immediately broke away from Liu Yi with all his strength.

He pushed away the nurse and doctor beside the bed,

"Go away! You are not allowed to cover him!"

The subtext behind Fade Chen's angry voice finally made the person curled up in Jian Muzi's arms move his fingertips.

The person who had just turned a deaf ear suddenly raised his head.

But what entered Jian Muzi's eyes was only the tear stains all over her face and the red eye sockets.

Wen Yang got up anxiously, and Jian Muzi subconsciously followed to protect him.

Fortunately, she was protecting her, otherwise, if the person who got up so quickly fell to the ground because of the one in front of him, he might faint.

"Are you okay?"

Jian Muzi hugged Wen Yang, who was out of shape, and the sudden blackness in front of his eyes made her almost lose her mind.

At this moment, Jian Muzi's mind is all tied to Wen Yang.

"fine."

Wen Yang subconsciously shook his head, then smiled at Jian Muzi.

"...Sitting for a long time...the legs are numb..."

In this case, it is not funny at all.

Such a scene is not funny at all.

Such Wen Yang is not funny at all.

The smile seen by others, Jian Muzi only saw heartache.

She raised her hand to touch Wen Yang's head,

"Wen Yang."

Still swallowed the phrase "Don't be brave" into my heart...

I still swallowed the phrase "Don't be too sad" into my heart...

Countless words came to his lips, and in the end they all turned into that "Wen Yang" that repeated many times.

……

Wen Yang wanted to reach out and touch Jian Muzi's head, but when he stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, he suddenly realized that it was covered with blood.

The blood stains on her hands wet her eyes again.

She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were about to break...

But right now, there are more important things.

She fixed her eyes on the pure white uniform shirt Jian Muzi was wearing... It seemed that the white shirt was a little red because of the darkness in front of her eyes just now.

"I'm sorry, Jian Mumu."

Jian Muzi shook her head.

There's nothing sorry, she's fine.

The little nurse two meters away followed Wen Yang when he walked towards this corner.

No one noticed the policewoman, only she saw the sadness of the policewoman.

She didn't want to disturb her, but she didn't want to leave the policeman here alone.

Until the emergency doctor in front of her appeared, she finally felt a little relieved.

The little nurse also noticed Wen Yang's brief dizziness when he got up just now.

After hesitating for a while, the little nurse stepped forward and asked with concern, "Doctor Jian, do you want to take this police officer to rest?"

Jian Muzi hadn't answered yet, but Wen Yang thought of something.

She squeezed Jian Muzi's hand tightly, and led her to Li Yanqing's bedside.

Wen Yang stood at the end of the bed...

breathe……

take a deep breath...

breathe again...

Swallowed emotions, but couldn't bear the sore nose.

With a sob she begged,

"Master Li's wound...mouth...hasn't...sutures...he wants you...to make him look better...you...you give him..."

Jian Muzi hugged the female police officer who was already sobbing, and patted her on the back, "Okay...Wen Yang...I know...I know..."

……

She led her back to the wall that had been unnoticed just now.

The little nurse had sharp eyes and immediately brought a chair for Jian Muzi.

Jian Muzi nodded,

"Thank you."

She arranged Wen Yang on the chair...

Pushing away the other party's messy hair scattered in front of the forehead...

"Can you wait for me here? I'll go and give it...I promise you..."

……

Jian Muzi carefully removed the gauze attached to Li Yanqing's abdomen, turned around and took the needle and thread from the little nurse.

She has been practicing medicine for several years. She has opened the chest cavity of many living people and closed the chest cavity of many living people.

And her suture technique was used on a deceased person for the first time.

The grief in her heart was not only from Wen Yang, but also from the familiar policeman in front of her.

She remembered his trust, and also remembered his perseverance and bravery, the same belief and responsibility as her lover.

Her tears are willing to leave such people's police.

……

The moment Jian Muzi started sewing, Fade Chen sat paralyzed on the ground.

Jian Muzi's sutures had already given Fade Chen a solid reality, making him see the reality clearly.

At that moment, the tears and turbulent emotions that I desperately wanted to suppress swept over.

He finally didn't want to be a man who never flicked his tears, and let the tears stain his face.

Chen Fei sat on the ground and wept silently, while Liu Yi stood aside, leaning against the side of the bed and weeping silently.

When tears come, they flow quietly like a faucet that cannot be turned off.

The emergency room was extremely quiet.

In addition to the sound of tears, it is the sound of breathing. In addition to the sound of breathing, it seems that the sound of sutures can also be heard.

The emergency room of the emergency building cannot allow outsiders to enter.

Even if family members want to enter, they will only be allowed for a short time.

However, because Li Yanqing was lying on that bed, the emergency room accommodated these four people.

Hold the tears of these four people...

Tolerated the regret and sympathy of the medical staff...

……

After all, Jian Muzi failed to give Li Yanqing a white slip.

She sewed up the wound, as well as the police uniform that had been punctured with a fruit knife.

She delivered more than promised.

She also didn't know if such unnecessary actions would make Li Yanqing happier.

……

The mortuary staff took away Li Yanqing, and Jian Muzi took away Wen Yang.

She, can't leave her alone here to grieve.

Walking out of the emergency building, the two bumped into Director Zheng and the head of the patrol detachment who had heard the news.

The two leaders met Jian Muzi, who was holding Wen Yang in his arms. With solemn and sad faces, Zhang Hezhu wanted to say some words of comfort to Wen Yang, who had empty eyes.

But the same thing, more than ten years ago, Wen Yang had heard enough.

The two men, who were over half a century old, paused and hesitated for a few seconds, and finally left under the nod of Jian Muzi.

……

The shift was not over, but all members of the emergency team were not in the ambulance or in the duty room.

Jian Muzi took Wen Yang back to her dormitory, and the other party obediently leaned against the shoe cabinet at the entrance.

After Li Yanqing was pushed out of the emergency room, Wen Yang never spoke again, and his face was expressionless.

Jian Muzi carried a high stool to the sink in the bathroom, and came back to lead Wen Yang into the bathroom.

She took Wen Yang to sit on the high stool, and then turned on the faucet on the sink.

The clear running water rushed down quickly, and she held her hands and came under the running water.

She gently rubs/rubs her hands in the palm of her hand until there is no more redness in the crevices of each nail.

She casually took off her own dry towel from the hook, and wiped Wen Yang's hands meticulously.

The phone in the uniform's pocket vibrated desperately.

Seeing Liu Yi displayed on the phone screen, Jian Muzi, who was still on duty at the moment, had no choice but to answer the phone.

……

"Doctor Jane, there is an urgent mission. There was a serious fire on Qingnian Road, and some people were injured. Where are you now?"

In Liu Yi's words, there was still a lingering sound that could not be relieved after crying bitterly.

"...I'm in the dormitory...you can drive over here..."

"Okay. We'll be right over."

……

Leading Wen Yang back to the sofa, Jian Muzi went back to the shoe cabinet as quickly as possible.

How could she be willing to take away the exclusive slippers that Wen Yang left behind last time?

The pair of pink slippers placed next to her slippers, Jian Muzi just kept them there without changing their positions.

She put the exclusive pair of slippers at Wen Yang's feet, then quickly went back to the bedroom and took out her air-conditioning quilt, then turned around and went to the bedside table to get another thing.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the living room has been adjusted to a suitable 26 degrees. Jian Muzi rolled Wen Yang into a ball and hugged him.

"I'd love to help you change your shoes, but I think you'd be embarrassed."

"Wen Yang...you..."

She retracted one hand into her pocket, and took out what she had just taken from the bedside table.

Afterwards, she poked in through the gap in the air-conditioning quilt, and squeezed Wen Yang's folded hands.

"This is the door key to my dormitory..."

Hearing this sentence, Wen Yang, who hadn't responded for a while, looked up at Jian Muzi in doubt.

Jian Muzi smiled suddenly, and reached out to caress Wen Yang's cheeks.

Forehead against forehead, her voice was full of softness, she quietly closed her eyes.

"Aren't you going to be my heart's family?"

She put the key in her palm, closed her hands, and clenched them tightly.

"This is for you. Only for you."

She raised her hand to touch Wen Yang's cheek again, covered the air-conditioning quilt again, and hugged Wen Yang again through the quilt.

"You wait for me here...I don't want to leave you here alone..."

……

The horn of the ambulance gradually sounded, and Jian Muzi had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Before leaving, she took a deep look at the people on the sofa.

She hoped that this person understood her words and was willing to give her a chance to stay by her side.

……

After Jian Muzi left, she didn't know how long the clock had passed.

Wen Yang took the keychain and moved it out of the air conditioner.

The light in the room shines on the keychain...

……

Just give your keys.

A Q version of the little sheep is hung on the keychain.

The little cutie in the sheep's headdress actually resembles the keychain's current owner.

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The author has something to say:

Recently, the review speed of the website has slowed down again.

So if there are omissions, typos, or minor repairs in the update, I will not make any changes for the time being.

then……

To anxious readers:

Have you misunderstood the number and length of the hundreds of chapters that have been updated so far? I have said it before, please believe me.

The time in the article is now at the end of August 2017, and the two heroines will meet again at the end of October 8.

Yang Yang, who was single until 31 years old, and Jian Mumu, who was single until 33 years old, why do you think they have remained single until now?

If why the insistence on being single is not broken, and the underlying psychological problems are not resolved, then how can they talk about being together?

This is not my first work. The theme of this series is long flow and real life.

It has been stated in the copy that this is a slow and long article, although I don't think it is slow at all.

I want to talk about life, not something too fictional.

Chapter 132 has been updated so far, no matter what stage or chapter, I can indeed let them be together, but then?

And if you think about it,

I still feel that there is a problem that has not been solved.

Being together like this can't make people feel at ease, can it?

When it's finally over,

I hope that as long as my "children" are placed there, my cute readers can imagine the beautiful days of their lives until they grow old. This is my pursuit.

In other words:

Text, there is an end.

However, I can give enough beautiful imagination space in the hearts and minds of my little cuties, so that there will no longer be problems between people. It is necessary to pave the way and clear the obstacles.

That's what I hope I can do.

How to make an article never end?

I think this is a way of expressing that there is no end, and it can also be the best gift I can give to my readers.

This is the last time I will explain the matter of "together"~ If you are in a hurry, I will put Pangpang and baby on stage~