"Yan Sheng, Yan Sheng. She vaguely heard someone calling to her, and the voice was very gentle, and she knew it well, but she couldn't remember who it was. She struggled to give herself some strength to get out of the darkness that had enveloped her for so long. The call kept ringing in her ears, giving her some strength, and finally, she opened her eyes slightly, and in the soft light, she saw three faces in front of her, but she couldn't see who they were.

"You're awake!" Mu Yi exclaimed, took her hand, and said with palpitations, "It's good to wake up." ”

Lin Yansheng glanced at him leisurely, and then glanced at Mu Yukai and Yu Qinling next to him. Their faces were full of worry and fear, and their eyes looked at her in unison, as if she were some rare national animal in urgent need of protection. It took a long time for her to take a turn of breath and ask, "What's wrong?" As soon as she spoke, the voice startled herself, was that her own voice?

"It's okay, you're just sick. Mu Yi gently stroked her cheek and looked at her with pity, his eyes full of unbearability. Lin Yansheng looked at him blankly, suddenly burst into tears, and said, "Xiao Yi, I miss you so much." ”

Mu Yi was suddenly stunned when he heard her words. His heart throbbed violently, as if a large hand was holding it and squeezing it vigorously. He couldn't help but squeeze her hand, choked up, and muttered, "It's okay, I've always been by your side, don't be afraid, I've always been there." ”

Lin Yansheng took a breath and turned his head to look away. Through the light that filtered through the thin curtains, she saw a man sitting on a sofa with his back to the light, his figure decadent and his head bowed. She inexplicably felt that the figure was familiar, but she couldn't see who it was.

Mu Yi followed her gaze, he knew that she hadn't remembered that thing for a while, so she didn't have a big reaction yet. He really wished she had forgotten about it, but how could that be? In his sight, Lin Yanhuan was wearing a bandage on his right hand, his face was haggard, the wound on his forehead was not yet healed, and there were faint traces of blood in the gauze. His hair was messy, and his chin was covered with stubble, and he looked as if he was the same as before. Feeling Lin Yansheng's gaze, he slowly raised his head and looked at her with the gaze of a person who seemed to be dead, without saying a word.

"Yan Huan. Lin Yansheng was stunned, a flash of lightning flashed in her head, and the kind of things that she had temporarily forgotten suddenly came to her heart. She remembered before she fainted, when she was taking a shower when a phone call came, an unfamiliar number, she hadn't answered before. She never brought her phone in the shower, but that day the ghost sent her phone in. picked up the phone, and an unfamiliar middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone, asking her if she was Lin Yansheng, the daughter of Chinese citizen Lin Shengming and Shen Jingyou. She said yes, and then the man said: "I am a staff member of the Chinese Embassy in Bulgaria, and your family was in a car accident here, and after the hospital's all-out rescue, your parents still unfortunately passed away." Your family member Lin Yanhuan is still in a coma, and I hope you will come over as soon as possible with your documents to deal with the next affairs...... "She didn't know what happened next, she only remembered that her eyes were dark and she fainted."

Thinking of this, Lin Yansheng didn't feel anything in her heart for a while, she just looked at Lin Yanhuan blankly, her mind was empty, her ears were buzzing, and the feeling of swaying surrounded her again, and she felt as if she had begun to fall again. Suddenly, her heart was stabbed, and the pain was so clear that it pulled her back from the dangling feeling of falling. She suddenly stood up from the bed, shook her body, her voice was like the sound of her nails scraping against the wall, and asked in a trembling voice, "What about Dad?"

Hearing her voice, Lin Yanhuan's body moved. He slowly raised his head and looked at her sadly, and after two seconds, he said in a low voice, "Mom and Dad are gone." ”

Mu Yi was holding Lin Yansheng's body, and when he heard Lin Yanhuan say this, he shouted anxiously: "Yan Huan!" He moved his gaze back to Lin Yansheng and said, "Yan Sheng, don't listen to him, uncle and aunt are fine, you have a good rest first, and when you are better, I will take you to see them." ”

Lin Yansheng didn't hear his words, she looked at Lin Yanhuan blankly, opened her pale and chapped lips, and muttered, "What did you say?"

Lin Yanhuan stood up, he looked at his weak sister fixedly, his expression became cold, and said, "They left, went to another world, and will never come back." ”

Lin Yansheng looked at him blankly, suddenly groaned in pain, and fell backwards. Mu Yi hurriedly supported her and shouted to Lin Yanhuan: "What are you telling her to do at this time! She can't bear so much now! She is in very poor health!"

"She's going to know!" Lin Yanhuan seemed to collapse, he could no longer control his emotions as freely as before, his face became distorted due to pain and self-blame, "How long are you going to lie to her? My parents will not come back! will never come back!"

As his words fell, the whole room suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at him in surprise and sadness. Lin Yanhuan slowly glanced at them, and then glanced at Lin Yansheng, who fell on the hospital bed, looked in a trance, and said in a low voice: "From now on, only me and you will be left in this family." ”

Lin Yansheng looked at him with half-open eyes, and she breathed rapidly, as if she was about to suffocate. She couldn't tell what she was feeling now, she just felt pain, it hurt, it hurt all over her body, even the tips of her hair. They spoke in her ear, but the voice was far away as if it were coming from another world. She felt a splitting headache, and her brother's embarrassed and distorted face gradually became as transparent as a fog before her eyes, and the fog grew thicker, and she couldn't see him anymore, and she couldn't see anyone else. Her mind was dizzy, and she fainted again.

When she woke up again, it was already two days later, and her fever had finally subsided and her body temperature had returned to normal. The torturous headache was gone, but her body had become so weak that she had no strength at all, and she couldn't even sit up. In the days of her illness, the ashes and relics of her parents had been brought back from abroad, and a simple funeral was held, two adjacent tombs were bought, and they were buried inside. There are very few relatives in their family, grandparents and grandparents have passed away, and there are few people who come to attend the funeral, which can almost be called deserted. But this is also what Lin Yanhuan expected, his parents didn't like to be too lively when they were alive, they loved to be quiet, which can be regarded as meeting one of their requirements.

Lin Yanhuan didn't know how he spent this time, he has always been self-controlled, and he boasted that he could calmly face all sudden accidents and disasters, but he overestimated himself too much. When he recovered from the shock and climbed out of the car window, his heart was flustered and nervous, as if he was the only one left in the world to face the terrible monsters that had invaded the world. He was covered in blood, dust mixed with blood stuck to his eyelids, and he could only look for his parents in the broken and twisted carriage with his eyes half-open. That memory seems very hazy and faint, and now in retrospect, Lin Yanhuan almost feels that it was not his current self who experienced the accident, but another person, and this memory of himself was just implanted by that person. But the two tombstones in front of him and the black-and-white photos pasted on the tombstones reminded him that he was a witness to the accident. He watched his parents die in front of his eyes, and he failed to drag them out of the carriage or save them. And a few minutes ago, they were still laughing with each other, in this rented car, the father taught the mother how to play the steering wheel and how to put the gear. The mother looked very happy, as if she had gotten the bicycle she had wanted for a long time. But immediately, after listening to a phone call, the mother's hands suddenly trembled, the car began to get out of control, and the father hurriedly shouted for her to step on the brakes and stop. But before the mother could wipe the brakes, the oncoming van took away the two vivid souls in an instant. Through the blood-red color, Lin Yanhuan only saw the two pale faces of his parents, their eyes were closed, their heads hung to the side weakly, their lips were snow-white, slightly open, as if they were going to say something to him. He shouted desperately, slammed the car door desperately, shouted so that his throat became hoarse, and countless dust choked into his lungs. When the police car and ambulance came, he didn't hear it, still desperately slamming the car door, his hands were bloody and blurred, but he didn't feel any pain at all. Later, the police pulled him away and took him by the arm and made him sit on the side of the road. From afar, he saw them pry the car up, and the limp bodies of their parents were dragged out and laid on the ground, and the nurses gathered around them, but soon, they shook their heads, and then covered them with two things that they didn't know what they were. Lin Yanhuan had already lost his strength, but he raised his hands and screamed at them, as if they could stand up in the next second and come over to hug him. He couldn't remember how he got into the ambulance or how he got to the hospital, but when he woke up from his coma, he saw that he was holding two thermos cups covered with dust and a little blood in his arms, and the cups were covered with woolen cups knitted by his mother, one blue and the other orange. The orange is the father's, and the blue is the mother's. After this accident, the only thing he brought out of them were these two cups.

In the days that followed, he handled all the affairs with extraordinary perseverance. Even if there are wounds everywhere on the body, even if the heart is cut to pieces by memories. Fortunately, Mu Yi rushed over in time, and he finally had someone by his side who could help him, and after bringing his parents back to China, he heard that his sister was hospitalized, and he had to come to the hospital every day to take care of his sister while doing the funeral. He gritted his teeth and persevered, because he knew that he was now the only support in the family, and reality did not allow him to fall, and he had to clench his fists to support everything that was heavy.

Since the day he told his sister that his parents had died, he had never shown any other expression on his face, not even pain or sorrow, but could only look in the depths of his eyes. The iron wall he had painstakingly built supported him, and he did not dare to show the slightest grief, and once he showed a little, his whole body would collapse. Some people say that he looks cold-blooded and ruthless, but they don't know that his heart is dripping blood all the time, but this is deeply hidden by him and is not seen by others. Some grief is not meant to be shown to others, and such emotions do not need to be proven to others.

The day Lin Yansheng woke up, he was working in the company. In order to accompany his parents, he took a leave of absence for more than a month, although he often dealt with the company's urgent affairs outside, but he couldn't do everything himself, even if he was capable, the company's upper echelons also had some opinions about him. He couldn't afford to lose his job, and after finishing his parents' funeral, he didn't even take a break, and went straight back to work. Perhaps it was a good thing for him to be immersed in grief when he was busy, a state that was foreign to him, scared, panicked, and he didn't want to. He didn't want to accept that his parents were dead, he thought in his heart that they were going to another world to enjoy happiness, and he would feel a lot better when he thought about it.

He brought back the two thermos, washed the cup covers, and put them back on the cups. When he goes to work, he always carries these two cups, which he puts on his desk when he works, and puts them back in his bag after work. These two cups gave him a slight sense of security, and just seeing them would calm his suspended heart in the air a little. These two cups were important to him, and he would rather lose himself than carry them with him. On the day Lin Yansheng woke up, he received a call from Mu Yi and went to the hospital with the two cups. Through the glass on the door of the ward, he saw his pale and weak sister leaning on the pillow behind him, his heart ached, and he hurriedly gritted his teeth to stop, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. It was always useful to take a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the panic had disappeared from his eyes, and he pushed the door open and walked in, all of whom inside were turning their heads to look at him.

"Yan Huan!" Seeing Lin Yanhuan, Lin Yansheng hurriedly sat up straight, she looked at him eagerly, as if she wanted to hear what he said. But Lin Yanhuan walked to her side silently, sat down on the edge of the bed, took out the two cups from his bag, and handed them to Lin Yansheng.

"Mom and Dad. He whispered, his eyes fixed on the two cups, his hands trembling slightly.

Lin Yansheng was in a trance, she glanced at her younger brother, then looked at the two cups, and asked softly, "Where are your parents?"

The room was silent, and everyone's breathing could be heard. Mu Yi stood aside and looked at them nervously, for fear that Lin Yansheng would not be able to stand the stimulation and faint. Hearing his sister's question, Lin Yanhuan raised his head and looked at her, and said word by word: "They are gone." ”