Every day in the Shura field, I'm doing fancy whitewashing

There was a pain in his stomach, Song Xiu couldn't help but groaned, Zuo Yi quickly stopped talking, and said, "Brother Xiu? What's wrong with you? I'll call the doctor."

Song Xiu grabbed him and said in a hoarse voice, "No need, just let me lie down for a while."

Seeing what Song Xiu said, Zuo Yi couldn't insist, so he could only say, "Then you take a rest, I'll be outside, call me if you need something."

He was about to leave, but he heard Song Xiu's voice behind him. He gasped in pain, and still gritted his teeth and asked, "Then he...why..."

Before Song Xiu could finish asking, Zuo Yi knew what Song Xiu was going to say. He lowered his eyes and said, "Capgras Syndrome, my brother can't take it anymore, he can't take it anymore...so...he died gone."

Song Xiu seemed to have lost all the strength in his body. He was lying on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling blankly.

It's obviously someone who doesn't know him very well, why is he so sad?

He vaguely remembered some things with Zuo Shen, but they were too far apart, so he couldn't remember clearly. Now he was still lying on the hospital bed, but the other person in his memory had already been buried under the cold tombstone.

"Are you thinking about Xiaoyi's illness?"

"Well, many people say... If I hadn't been born, Xiaoyi wouldn't be like this. I stole his nutrition."

"This is all a joke with you, don't take it seriously, what is there to grab?"

"If you were asked to make a wish right now, what would it be?"

what is itZuo Chen asked him, if he could make a wish, what would that wish be?

Song Xiu remembered saying to himself, "Let Xiaoyi recover soon, he is in too much pain."

Song Xiu lay on the bed, thinking about this past, he remembered the last sentence of their chat, Zuo Chen said with a smile, "If I have this ability, I will definitely fulfill your wish."

Tears fell down inexplicably, Song Xiu raised his hand blankly and wiped the corners of his eyes, a little strange, as if he didn't understand how he started to cry properly, he hasn't cried since he was seven years old... Now, why is it so Shame shed tears?

At night, he was alone in the ward. Although Zuo Yi had recovered a lot after the operation, Song Xiu let him go home to rest just in case.

The mobile phone was in his hand, and suddenly it started to ring. He looked down and found that it belonged to Xu Ya. After connecting, he heard Xu Ya yelling over there, "I heard you woke up!" ok, how's it going?"

"Have you ever seen someone who sees a patient in the middle of the night?" Song Xiu couldn't help laughing.

Xu Ya said carelessly, "Which one of us is with whom? Besides, I just found out about the news, and I can't wait to call you. Just wait, I'm almost at the hospital where you live."

Song Xiu was stunned for a moment, then immediately asked, "Who told you?"

"Zuo Yi, I asked him, and he said..." Xu Ya continued, "I won't talk to you anymore, I'm driving, we'll talk when we get there."

Song Xiu stared at the hung up phone, a little dazed.

Xu Ya is his good friend and buddy, and the two of them had a good time. After Song Xiu woke up, he always felt that he had forgotten to see someone. He thought it was Xu Ya, but now he realized that it was not Xu Ya.

Following the sound of footsteps outside the door, the door of the ward was knocked, and Song Xiu said, "Come in."

Xu Ya pushed the door and entered, put the fruit basket in his hand aside, took out a bag, and a scent spread out, Song Xiu asked in surprise, "Bring a barbecue?"

"No. Fortunately I went early, otherwise the stall would have been closed, but his barbecue is the best, grilled over charcoal fire." Xu Ya smiled, sat on the sofa, and said, "What's the matter with you? What's the matter? Go to a funeral and faint? Scared me to death."

"We missed his funeral." Song Xiu said with downcast eyes.

"If you want me to say, forget it." Xu Ya sighed, he looked at Song Xiu, then looked outside, and after making sure that there was no one outside the door, he said, "He is already dead, and he committed suicide. It doesn't matter to you, don't always take the responsibility on yourself."

Song Xiu faintly felt something was wrong, he hesitated, "I...have nothing to do with me?"

"It can't be said that it has nothing to do with you, but this kind of thing..." Xu Ya frowned, he sighed, and said, "It doesn't matter, he is already dead, you have to continue to live. "

Song Xiu finally realized something was wrong.

He forgot one thing...

He forgot about Zuo Shen, no wonder he thought such a name was so weird.

"Xu Ya, tell me, what's going on? I really think I can't remember what happened to Zuo Chen." He rubbed his eyebrows and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't remember what you said at all. Zuo Yi said that after Zuo Chen died, they couldn't contact me, and when they found me, Zuo Chen's funeral was over."

"What's your situation?" Xu Ya asked in surprise.

"I'm not joking with you. Tell me, what's going on? Zuo Chen and I, what's going on?" Song Xiu stared at Xu Ya, and said, "I didn't ask Zuo Yi, nor did I ask anyone else. People, because I know they may not necessarily tell me the truth, because their reaction seems to avoid this matter... Dude, tell me, what's going on."

Xu Ya stopped playing around now, he sighed and said, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come."

As Song Xiu said, others may hide from Song Xiu, but only Xu Ya will not, because they are buddies and know each other's character better, since Song Xiu wants to know, then he will not hide it.

"About more than two months ago, you suddenly called me to the bar, saying that you were drinking with you, and then you said that Zuo Chen confessed to you..." Xu Ya also paused for a while, as if he was a little embarrassed I believed it, and then continued, "You said you refused, and you started arguing with him..."

Song Xiu's complexion turned slightly pale.

He has no impression of these.

"Later, you and Zuo Chen also met several times one after another. Every time you came back, your expression was not right until..." Xu Ya stopped and didn't continue talking.

"You said, I can hold on, I want to know what happened behind." Song Xiu said, his hands unconsciously gripped the bed sheet tightly, and pulled the folds on it.

"Later, for a while, you started to hide from Zuo Chen. Wherever he went, you left. When he left the bar for the last time, let me tell you...'I'm sorry to bother you'... You turned off your phone for half a month, and I couldn't find you... Later, when I was able to contact you again, you said that you were going to make it clear to Zuo Chen tomorrow, and you figured it out, you want to be with him... But, by that time, his funeral was over."

Xu Ya whispered, "You are late, too late."

After Xu Ya finished speaking, Song Xiu's head began to have a severe headache again, as if something had poured into his mind, and the pain caused the veins on his forehead to bulge, Xu Ya jumped in fright, and said quickly, "Are you okay? I'll call you a doctor."

"No...don't." Song Xiu snorted, and said, "Let me rest alone."

He didn't want to say a word anymore, his heart seemed to be pressed by a big stone, Xu Ya saw that his face was indeed not good, so he said, "That's all right, you should rest first, I'll go first..."

Song Xiu nodded.

After Xu Ya left, Song Xiu covered his head and buried himself in the bed. Waves of exhaustion surged up. His body hadn't recovered yet. After such a toss, he didn't know when he fell asleep. Not stable.

He dreamed that he seemed to be at the entrance of a hotel. The hotel looked a little familiar. Before Song Xiu could think about it, the two cars stopped at the hotel one after the other. The couple stood aside with Zuo Yi, but Zuo Yi was sitting in a wheelchair.

He saw what the Zuo couple said to him, and then he waved his hands. They took Zuo Yi into the hotel, and Zuo Yi's health was getting worse and worse. In fact, they all knew that Zuo Yi would not live long. Even the doctor They say...it won't last three months.

Song Xiu saw himself leaning against the side of the car, as if he was waiting for someone. Sure enough, after a while, another car drove up. After the car stopped, a person came out from the back seat. Even if he only saw his back, Song Xiu They immediately recognized him as Zuo Chen.

He saw himself and Zuo Chen standing at the door chatting for a few words, but they were far away and couldn't hear clearly, so he walked in a little bit.

Song Xiu heard himself say, "You sent a message saying that you want to tell me something, what do you want to say?"

Zuo Chen was silent for a long time, then he suddenly said, "Today is Zuo Yi's birthday."

"Yes, it's Xiaoyi's birthday... I've prepared a present, and you... By the way, I've prepared a gift for you too."

"No, that's not what I want to say." Zuo Chen looked deeply at Song Xiu, and said, "What I want to say is that I haven't promised any birthday presents, and I don't want anything, but this time, I have I have a wish, and I hope Brother Xiu can help me realize it."

"What?" Song Xiu was taken aback.

"Stay with me." Zuo Chen smiled slightly. He looked at Song Xiu with gentle eyes but concealed paranoia. He said, "I love you, Brother Xiu."

Song Xiu stood where he was, seemingly confused by these words. He subconsciously asked, "What did you say? Did you drink too much? Are you kidding me?"

"I haven't even touched a drop of alcohol, and I'm confessing to you very soberly, brother Xiu, you are my brother Xiu, aren't you?" He looked at Song Xiu, as if he was doubting his own judgment, but his eyes became firm for a moment, as if Desperately said, "I think I should make a wish, what if it's too late?"

"Just kidding." Song Xiu refused directly without thinking. He looked at Zuo Chen incomprehensibly, and said, "Are you kidding me? This joke is not very funny."

Zuo Chen's face darkened for a moment, and he reluctantly asked, "Then do you feel a little bit?"

"No." Song Xiu shook his head as if he had heard a joke, and said, "How is it possible? Although I am not your own brother, I also regard you as a younger brother. How could you have such a ridiculous idea?" ?”

Zuo Chen looked deeply at Song Xiu, and after a while, he gave a wry smile and said, "Brother, I seem to be sick."

"Stop making trouble." Song Xiu couldn't help laughing, and said, "What are you thinking about all day? Xiaoyi is sick, and you think you are sick too?... You are not sick, you are fine, don't think about it."

Zuo Chen restrained all his emotions in his heart, not showing the slightest bit, he said with a low smile, "Maybe."

作者有话要说：蹲评论，哈哈哈哈哈哈哈!感谢在2019-12-2519:48:46~2019-12-2523:50:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Jia Ling from Shandong, 1 orange from Jubenju;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Qiao Yan, Shandong Jia Ling, 1 bottle of Excerpt;

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