sleep guide

To some extent, Liang Qichao was lucky, he had a suitable heart donor on the day of his illness.The other party was a middle-aged man who had signed a body donation agreement and was brain-dead in a car accident. He was living on a ventilator and could perform a transplant operation as soon as the doctor arrived in Australia.

But on the other hand, Liang Qichao's luck is not too good.

He had undergone two thoracotomy operations, and his physical condition was extremely poor, requiring vein reconstruction. To ensure the success rate of transplantation, Liang Chong asked the best doctor from Mayo Clinic to perform the operation on him.

In the early morning when the team of doctors arrived, Liang Chong personally took people to pick them up.On the way to the airport, he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

In recent days, Liang Chong hardly closed his eyes.Kang Minmin's mood was very bad, he had to take care of him, and the company's major decisions could not leave him, and he had to keep an eye on the operation arrangement without any slack.He was obviously exhausted, but it was as if he had lost the ability to sleep, and he couldn't sleep deeply.

When they arrived at the hospital, before the operation, the chief surgeon carefully read Liang Qichao's various indicator reports, and he seemed to be quite sure, which made Liang Chong and Kang Minmin a little relieved.

When the red light for the operation in the hospital came on, Liang Chong heaved a sigh of relief, stood outside the door for a while, and followed Kang Minmin to the lounge.

Human affairs are exhausted, and the next thing to do is to obey the destiny.

Soothing music is played in the lounge, and the decorations are in soft colors, perhaps to make the patient's family members feel relieved and to shorten the waiting time for the physical sensation.

But perhaps Liang Chong was too difficult to be influenced by the outside world, all these failed to comfort Liang Chong, only made him feel that the music volume was too loud and noisy, so he beckoned to his assistant to turn it down.

When the sound of the music subsided, Liang Chong thought about it, put on his earphones, and prepared to make a call to Ning Yiwei.

This week Ning Yiwei didn't dare to look for him too much, he came to ask Liang Chong good morning and good night every day, and occasionally asked him if he had eaten, like an empty-nest old man who missed his children and wanted to keep in touch but couldn't find a way.

But only for a few seconds after receiving Ning Yiwei's text message every day and opening it to read, Liang Chong would suddenly wake up and realize that he was still alive.

Liang Chong used to think that Ning Yiwei's innocence gave people too many opportunities to take advantage of, and it was unnecessary naivety, but Ning Yiwei's inconsiderate generosity made Liang Chong feel lucky that he regained what he lost.

Or maybe Ning Yiwei will understand.

Liang Chong even started to have such a sweet dream.

It's lunch time in China now, Ning Yiwei knew that today was Liang Qichao's transplant day, probably because he was afraid of disturbing Liang Chong, he didn't even send Liang Chong a text message saying good morning.

Liang Chong looked at the "Little Slave" page of his new address book, which was taken on Ning Yiwei's birthday last year, and Ning Yiwei was smeared with cream, and thought that if he called Ning Yiwei now , Ning Yiwei must be flattered, so he leaned against the back of the chair and pressed the dial.

Unexpectedly, there was only one ring, and Ning Yiwei cut off his phone.

Maybe I was too excited and pressed the wrong button.

Liang Chong sat up straight, took a sip of water, decided to give Ning Yiwei another chance, and dialed again, but this time he was cut off after half a click.

A few seconds later, Ning Yiwei sent him a message: "I'm having a weekly meeting!"

I also attached a photo of the back of Kong Shenfeng who was sitting in the front row secretly, and said: "Professor Kong is here, it's rare!"

Liang Chong replied "Oh", feeling that he woke up from a dream, and Ning Yiwei would not understand.

"Liang Chong."

Probably when Liang Chong looked down at the message, Kang Minmin came over, sat opposite him, and asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

Liang Chong put away the phone, looked up at Kang Minmin, frowned slightly, and asked, "Did I laugh?"

"I haven't seen you smile like this for a long time," Kang Minmin said, "Are you chatting with Weiwei?"

Her complexion was very pale, she had lost a lot of weight, her eyes showed emotion, but her tone was very flat, as if as long as Liang Qichao and Liang Chong were safe, she would not care about anything else.

"Yes." Liang Chong admitted.

He and Kang Minmin didn't talk too much, he felt that the air in the room was still too stuffy, so he told Kang Minmin, went to the smoking room between the two buildings of the hospital alone, and lit a cigarette.

Ever since Ning Yiwei secretly smoked other cigarettes, Liang Chong had quit smoking, not very thoroughly, but every time he smoked, he would think of Ning Yiwei smoking in his car.

That day Ning Yiwei imitated Liang Chong holding a cigarette between his fingers, and white smoke came out from between his lips. He was startled when he saw Liang Chong driving the door, like a child who was caught by an adult for doing bad things, and kept his head down all the way without saying a word.

Liang Chong took a puff, closed his eyes and thought about the taste of kissing Ning Yiwei, opened his eyes, and saw a person standing in the middle of the porch more than ten meters away through the glass door of the smoking room.

The man's back was facing the smoking room. He was small and thin, wearing a light-colored sweater, and a large schoolbag was placed at his feet. The zipper was half unzipped. It seemed that he had just dug out something from the schoolbag and hadn't had time to close it.He kept his head down motionless, as if he was looking at his mobile phone. The back of his neck was thin and fair, which made Liang Chong feel familiar.

In fact, it looks a little too familiar.

Liang Chong froze for a few seconds, put out the cigarette, and walked out quickly.

Ning Yiwei is concentrating on using a not-so-respectable mobile phone function, that is, entering Liang Chong's mobile phone account password into an official software to locate Liang Chong's location.

It's not that Ning Yiwei peeked at Liang Chong's account password, but that Liang Chong didn't avoid Ning Yiwei at all when entering the password.

This can be said to be entirely Liang Chong's own responsibility, and has nothing to do with Ning Yiwei.

Originally memorizing the account password was useless, until Ning Yiwei came to Australia to look for Liang Chong this time, not wanting Liang Chong to know, it came in handy.

Ning Yiwei used this function to find the hospital where Liang Chong was staying, took a taxi, and lost his way in this large hospital.

According to the map, the small point where Liang Chong is located is very close to him, more precisely, the two points almost overlap.But Ning Yiwei had already checked just now, and there was no one around him.

Ning Yiwei zoomed in on the map, and was about to study carefully whether Liang Chong was upstairs above his head, when suddenly a strong force came from his back.Someone hugged Ning Yiwei from behind and put his whole body weight on Ning Yiwei's back. Ning Yiwei's legs gave way and he almost knelt down. He was so scared that he almost dropped his phone.Ning Yiwei grasped the phone tightly and turned his head, seeing Liang Chong's chin and lips, and then looking up, it was Liang Chong's ancient and calm eyes.

"It's the weekly meeting." Liang Chong said coldly.

He let go of Ning Yiwei, and repeated: "Professor Kong is also here."

"Hey," Ning Yiwei relaxed, and smiled complacently, "Those who have been tricked by me should reflect on why they are so easy to be fooled."

"Is that so?" Liang Chong said sadly, "I'm so stupid?"

Ning Yiwei flinched, and quickly admitted his mistake: "In some cases, it's not entirely because the deceived person is too stupid, but because the deceiver's IQ is too high."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Chong knocked his forehead gently as if punishing him: "Shut up."

Ning Yiwei covered his forehead, looked at Liang Chong and stopped talking.

"Have you eaten yet?" Liang Chong asked Ning Yiwei again in a low voice.

Ning Yiwei shook his head, pursed his lips and watched Liang Chong lean over to pack his schoolbag, picked it up, and walked towards one of the buildings.Liang Chong walked a few steps, turned around and saw that Ning Yiwei did not keep up, stopped again and waited for Ning Yiwei to come to his side, then slowed down to Ning Yiwei's speed, and walked slowly side by side with Ning Yiwei.

It's early spring in Australia, and it's warm and cold.There is a large undulating lawn between the two buildings. Landscape flowers and trees are planted on the edge of the lawn. Most of the flowers are in bloom, and the light fragrance envelops the passers-by from all directions.

They passed a corner, and a medical staff came over and nodded to Liang Chong, Ning Yiwei took the opportunity to ask: "Uncle is still undergoing surgery?"

Liang Chong nodded, glanced at Ning Yiwei, paused for a while, and finally asked Ning Yiwei: "Didn't I tell you not to come?"

Ning Yiwei didn't know how to answer, so he didn't speak, and wanted to hold Liang Chong's hand to pass the test.

Ning Yiwei couldn't tell whether Liang Chong was happy on the surface, but as soon as Ning Yiwei's fingertips touched the back of Liang Chong's hand, Liang Chong pulled Ning Yiwei back with great strength, and Ning Yiwei was hurt by his grip up.

"Why did you lie to me?" Liang Chong asked softly without looking at Ning Yiwei.

Ning Yiwei turned his face to look at Liang Chong, Liang Chong seemed a little embarrassed, and stared straight ahead, which could also be understood as he was not used to it, or was struggling.

"Then why did you kiss me?" Ning Yiwei looked at Liang Chong for a while and asked back.

Liang Chong remained silent, as if he hadn't prepared the answer to the question, and Ning Yiwei didn't want to press him, so he just answered Liang Chong's question and changed the subject: "I don't want to trouble you to pick me up, you have so many things to do."

When they arrived at the restaurant of the hospital, Liang Chong ordered a simple meal for Ning Yiwei, and the two of them sat in the window seat, and outside the glass window was the fluffy blue lawn.

Ning Yiwei was full after a few mouthfuls, sucked on the juice and said to Liang Chong, "But will Auntie think it's strange when she sees me?"

Liang Chong picked up the napkin, wiped the corners of Ning Yiwei's lips, lightly touched Ning Yiwei's face with his knuckles, and said, "No."

"Well," Ning Yiwei bit the straw, grabbed Liang Chong's hand that was about to be withdrawn, held it firmly in his palm, and was about to ask Liang Chong a question that he had been thinking about for a long time.

Ning Yiwei doesn't need to think long about all the exercises in the university courses.

But the homework that Liang Chong gave him was too difficult, and Ning Yiwei spent sleepless nights and food in his thoughts and meditation, and only glimpsed a small corner of the truth in the tube.

Ning Yiwei asked Liang Chong: "Do you think I don't understand anything?"

Liang Chong's expression gave Ning Yiwei the answer.

So Ning Yiwei clarified: "Actually, I understand everything."

"What do you know?" Liang Chong asked.

"I know," Ning Yiwei was a little shy, his voice was softer, but he said clearly enough, "You want me to accompany you, so I'm here."

Liang Chong's hands were very hot, and his eyes were somewhat obscure and restrained, which made Ning Yiwei become impulsive, and said to Liang Chong, "Sometimes I think you are very tired."

Liang Chong didn't deny it, and he didn't agree. Ning Yiwei carefully looked at Liang Chong's face, and continued: "It's just a feeling. At that time, I often can't help, because your work is not my strong point. However, Whatever I can do, as long as you tell me, I will do it for you."

After Liang Chong listened, he smiled gently at Ning Yiwei.

Ning Yiwei was encouraged, and said: "I checked Wikipedia before, but I couldn't find a very neat definition of liking, but I combined the descriptions of many articles, and I think I want to give you something as good as me. , It’s rare to like someone who is willing to do anything for you. If you like me, you don’t need to hesitate now, you can be with me directly.”

Ning Yiwei thought he was smart enough to hide his desire for exclusiveness and jealousy when expressing his love, because those things that sounded like they couldn't pack his love were alluring and precious.

No one would choose graphite over a sparkling diamond, even though the composition is the same.

His confession may also be naive, talking about falling in love is like a new food tasting show in the supermarket. Liang Chong can come over to have a bite when he passes by, and take it home if he likes it.

But Ning Yiwei doesn't know anything else, and can't think of anything else, that's all.

Seeing that Liang Chong didn't speak after listening, and looked straight at himself, Ning Yiwei quickly made a patch: "You can also tell me the answer later. I know that now is not a very good time."

Seeing that Ning Yiwei had finished eating, Liang Chong stood up and said, "Let's go."

Ning Yiwei quickly followed, he walked slowly, Liang Chong took his hand, walked out of the restaurant without stopping, around the corridor, and stopped beside a staircase that seemed seldom visited by people.

He pulled Ning Yiwei into the small space under the stairs, and leaned over without saying a word.

Liang Chong was tall, blocking most of the light from the outside world. He pinched Ning Yiwei's chin, lowered his head, and kissed Ning Yiwei softly.

After kissing for a long time, he left Ning Yiwei's lips, bent slightly, hugged Ning Yiwei, and buried his head between Ning Yiwei's neck and shoulders.

Ning Yiwei raised his hand clumsily, and hugged Liang Chong back, thinking in his heart whether this was a very implicit answer.