I can't remember exactly, I spent a few days in a coma, and when I woke up, I didn't feel sleepy again.

"How so?"

Every inch of the body, which has been washed by countless liquids for several days, flows with well-known or unknown chemicals, which people call medicine.

She remembered that someone had said: Respond to illness and medicine, and obey it. It means to prescribe the right medicine, which can be used by mortals, and when used in Buddhist language, it means to teach people's hearts with all their hearts.

There is such a person, what he says, just like medicine, every pore of her, is absorbing, from the ear to the heart.

However, "Who is that man?"

Can't remember.

......

In the evening, Nancheng, the courtyard of the East District Villa in the South City.

A woman, wandering under the osmanthus tree on the side of the road, "looking for the osmanthus tree in the empty mountain, folding the incense and thinking of the old man", holding flower branches, under the evergreen osmanthus tree in all seasons, a red skirt is flying.

She has fair skin and a playful appearance, and because of her skinny skin, she attracts frequent sideways glances from passers-by.

"Beauty, do you want to take the car?"

The young man in the supercar poked his head out and asked half-jokingly that he didn't plan to catch a sick woman on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, even if she was beautiful, it could only be his idle and boring teasing.

The woman should be looking for her home, she didn't check the house number all the way, and she didn't even care about everything here, she just smelled the flowers and giggled as she walked.

"No, I'm home. The voice was calm, with a little joy.

The bright yellow supercar sped away from the ramp, and a gust of wind lifted the corners of her skirt, and she held down the hem of her skirt and turned her back like a flower dance.

The courtyard of Nancheng, according to the appearance of the big households in Nancheng in ancient times, built a number of villas, at first glance, neat and tidy, the same, in fact, is a single family, each with its own merits, all reflected in the details.

What she was looking for was the family at the end of the osmanthus tree.

In the eighth month of the lunar calendar, on the eve of the full moon, the osmanthus on the moon is fragrant in the world. The richest fragrance of the South City is here.

She snuck into the path, up the garden path, up nineteen steps, and stood on top of the steps, facing the gate.

Just cross the driveway and you're home.

His hair was full of osmanthus flowers falling from the tree, and he went home with the fragrance of flowers and rushed to the reunion.

"Beautiful Mom, I'm back. ”

She was shouting Shen Meilan, but there was no light in the room, the door was closed, and no one answered.

A crow took off from a corner of the roof...... "Wow, wow" twice, and hoarse.

How can there be birds and animals only in City B?

She was puzzled, took two steps back, and shouted into the empty courtyard, "Mei Mom, Mei Dad, brother, you are ......"

In an instant, two dazzling white lights shone through, and the elongated figure under the light rolled down the stairs.

"Mi Ran ......" elongated hoarsely, and the man who rushed out of the driver's seat ran down the steps quickly, and after less than ten steps on his long legs, he reached the bottom of the steps.

Under the oldest osmanthus tree, a red group of women, eyes slightly closed, blood pouring from the corners of the mouth, nostrils slightly open and closed, smelling the fragrance of flowers.

The man was slender and straight, but he bent down at the moment, and the closer he got closer, the more he bent down, like an old man who couldn't stand up straight, and finally fell to his knees weakly.

"Brother...... I only eat osmanthus flavored ......"

When she was called, tears slipped from the corners of Li Miran's eyes, and at this moment, she also wanted him to remember...... There was a girl, eight or nine years old, squatting under the osmanthus tree, holding the falling osmanthus with her skirt, pestering her beautiful mother to make Nancheng's characteristic osmanthus mooncakes, her Jing'en brother would hide at the foot of the wall and laugh at her, "It's like steamed buns, what's delicious?!" "I like it, I like it, I like it!" The girl shook her pigtail and pushed her brother, who was a head taller than herself, out of the kitchen with her little hands.

"Miran...... Miran......"

The man was so anxious that he forced his voice to be the same as before, but his heart was burned and disintegrated, and the flames burned his throat and he lost his voice.

"But I won't...... Again...... I liked it. ”

Because, I've long lost my heart! Without you, I can't like anyone.

One is a physical injury, and the other is a pain in the heart. It's good to have no heart, so it doesn't hurt and it doesn't hurt.

There are holes in the heart, and they are nailed by people, and at the beginning, they are sewn and patched in the heart, but when they are nailed in, the heart is full of holes, dense, and they are all chiseled by people.

The sound of the nails banging made Li Miran blink his eyes in fear, even if he couldn't close them, he couldn't open them.

When she closed it, she could no longer see the osmanthus tree, and when she opened it, the person in front of her took away her hope.

The disease and medicine were used on her, but now, they are worthless, they can't cure the body, and they can't cure the heart.

"Brother, look...... Medicine saves ...... You can't save me, you're ...... True Loss...... Defeat!"

The man who had studied medicine for ten years, the youngest pharmacist, was holding the woman who disliked him useless, and rushed in the direction of the grapefruit tree street, where there were countless lives of joy and laughter, and even more of endless sorrow and pity of living beings.

He's only 25 years old, how successful do you want him to be? Just learning medicine, how can he not end up with medicine.

"I can't save you, there will be someone who can, you have to live!

Yu Jingen sat in the back seat of the car, holding Li Miran in his arms, something was slowly disappearing, slowly, slowly......

......

When she graduated from college, Li Miran was 22 years old, and she called her brother across the ocean and told him that she had passed her graduation thesis, indicating that she could graduate successfully.

In the receiver of the phone, a male voice said to her: "Wait another month, we will be reunited in the United States and never be separated again." ”

What happened later? What happened later, Li Miran didn't know.

She forgot again?