After that day, Zhang Bei began to have a high fever, and the high fever that lasted made me extremely worried, and I was annoyed at the time, although Dr. Jiang said that Zhang Bei's high fever had little to do with his secret discharge that day.

But I still think it's all my fault, if I hadn't relented that day and didn't let him take me out, then he would have stayed in the hospital for treatment, and he wouldn't have had a high fever.

Because of the continuous high fever, Zhang Bei was sent to the intensive care unit, during the time when Zhang Bei was in a coma, I didn't eat or drink a few days ago and accompanied him in the intensive care unit, Nanxi looked at me with a distressed face and said, "Jingzi, you want to eat something, don't Zhang Bei wake up by then, you are sick again." ”

"Nanxi, I can't eat it. I took Zhang Bei's hand and said sadly.

"Shizuko, I understand your current mood, but the way you look now is not what Zhang Bei wants to see, so let's eat some, the doctor said that Zhang Bei's fever is now gone, but he has been in a coma, if someone can talk to him by his side, maybe he will regain consciousness sooner." ”

"I'll talk to him, I'll talk to him....." I whispered nervously with my hand on his hand.

"But you need to have the strength to talk to him, so let's go get something to eat first, and then come in and talk to him when we have the strength." Nanxi said with concern as she helped my crumbling body.

I nodded to Nanxi with tears, Nanxi helped me get up from the stool, because it lasted for several days without a drop of water, and the moment I got up from the stool, I only felt that the sky was spinning, and it was dark in front of my eyes, and I fainted.

When I woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day, and Nanxi told me that I was malnourished and that I had been working day and night, so I had fainted. I looked at her nervously and asked her, "How is Zhang Bei?"

Nanxi shook her head sadly at me.

I immediately sat up from the bed and pulled out the needle in my hand that was being infusion, and Nanxi pressed me to the bed.

Now I am not her opponent at all, she looked at me and said angrily, "Shizuko, can you not add to the chaos anymore?"

"I'm worried about him, I want to see him, I miss him!" I yelled excitedly.

"I know you're worried about him, we're worried about him, and he's worried about you, so you have to rest well, and we'll go to see him again when you have a healthy body, okay? ”

Listening to Nanxi's lesson, I slowly calmed down.

Nanxi saw that my emotions were no longer so excited, she helped me to the hospital bed to rest, and then went out and called the nurse to re-inject me, she was by my side to take care of me, I asked her, who was taking care of her over there.

Nanxi said that Zhang Bei's father was there, so I didn't have to worry.

After that, I listened to Nanxi's words, ate well, rested well, and recuperated my body as soon as possible, so that I could go to the intensive care unit to see Zhang Bei as soon as possible.

I knew that Zhang Bei liked to read, so I planned to wait for me to go to the intensive care unit, so I would read to him and I would talk to him.

After Gu Shengnan and I divorced, Gu Shengnan asked me what to do with those books, and I asked him to help me put them in Ran Zhu's house first.

During that time, Lin Jihan's colleague happened to be in London for my honeymoon, so I asked him to ask his colleague to bring me a few books.

After Lin Jihan's colleague arrived in London, I begged Wang Zhe to help me go to the airport to bring the book for me, and Wang Zhe said that he was particularly willing to help me do this, so he should apologize to me for what happened back then.

I took my book to the intensive care unit, and I read "Dear Andre" by Long Yingtai to Zhang Bei.

"Life is like a road from a wide plain to a forest. On the plains, companions can walk in groups, pushing forward and squeezing with joy, and frothing with each other;

Once in the forest, the grass and thorns stand in the way, and everyone concentrates on their own path, looking for their own direction, and the emotions of each person who pushes and pushes, and the deep affection of their peers who are carefree and unsuspicious, are also unique to teenagers in a person's life.

Leaving this pure and bright stage, the road may actually become more and more depressing. You will be bound by your family, bound by your responsibilities, trapped by your own ambitions, depressed by the complexity and loneliness of life, you will go deeper and deeper into the jungle, and there will be no more sunshine..."

"Love is not the same as liking, love is not the same as knowing. Love, in fact, is a lot of excuses for not liking, not knowing, and not communicating. Because of love, normal communication is not necessary.

Although there is love in the heart, love is frozen in the silence of the years, as if it hides a painful wound, and there is no gauze to bind. How many parents and children are in the same room but have nothing to talk about, they love each other deeply but do not know each other, they yearn for contact but cannot find a bridge, they yearn for expression but have no words. ”

"Life is depressing, life is wasteful, but if you look at it in the long run, it is gradually maturing in depression, and gradually accumulating energy in waste, because, people who have experienced oppression know the fragility of freedom more and cherish the rarity of freedom.

I took his hand and looked at him affectionately, and I said, "Zhang Bei, do you like Long Yingtai's books?" I especially like her "Eye Delivery" and "Dear Andrei", and what I read to you today is this "Dear Andrei", which is a book she wrote to her son, and you said that if we have children in the future, should we write letters to our children once in a while?"

"Zhang Bei, what do you say our children will look like in the future? Will they be more like you? Or will they be more like me? By the way, let me tell you, Ran Zhu gave birth to a boy and gave birth to a boy, which can make Lin Jihan very happy, Zhang Bei, you know why the child was born like his father,

But the older you get, the more like your mother? Let me tell you, they say that God makes the child look like his father first when he is born, and let the father know that this is his own child, and then the child slowly grows like his mother.

I feel that this is all nonsense, isn't it generally that girls are like fathers, and boys are like mothers? Zhang Bei, you are so good-looking, if we have a girl in the future, she will definitely look like you, and you say that I have finally abducted you, and you must pass on your good-looking to my children......

I read one book after another to Zhang Bei, but Zhang Bei showed no signs of waking up, and Dr. Jiang said that I should not worry too much, because Zhang Bei's indicators are normal now.

Zhang Bei, you're going to wake up, right? Because you said that you would accompany me to climb Mount Huashan once and watch the sunrise once, and you can't break your promise.