As I said, I didn't come to Qinglin for the next few days, and Qinglin just slept in a dim house and read a book in a bright house. During the period, there were a few phone calls, all of them were guests who wanted a secretary, but Qinglin probably rejected the other party when he heard it, "It's too boring, what kind of pet died, and what friend went to a foreign country, isn't this so-called 'foreign' the capital of this country's 'Xingdu'?"

Qinglin touched his head with his hand, and couldn't help sighing, "Although not everyone can enter the star, even if it is a recognized person, they must participate in the test on time to see if they are qualified, once they are identified as 'inferior', they will have to return to the border city where I live now, so it is even more impossible to never see this kind of thing again, and the competition in that place in Xingdu is so fierce." ”

Qinglin leaned on the sofa and looked at the ceiling, the ancient European style appeared again, and vaguely, you could see the young nobleman standing next to him...

"Hey", Qinglin closed his eyes, "I've been too deeply affected by the book I've been reading for a long time...", and when he opened his eyes again, it was the familiar ceiling of his home. The book that Qinglin read tells the ancient story of Europe centuries ago, accompanied by heart-rending pain, ushered in a tragic ending, it is a very good book, Qinglin is very impressed, so it led to this phenomenon. "It's like it's called 'overflowing', and the memory of an event is so deep that my body can't hold this part of the memory, so that I hallucinate certain scenes... That's true, it just feels ordinary, but I remember someone saying to me, 'This phenomenon is going to be a disaster.'" ”

Qinglin just sat on the sofa, wanting to be in a daze, doing nothing until the phone rang.

"Hey"

"Hello, may I ask what is... We are here for the hospital..."

"What's wrong?"

"Your friend..."

Before the phone hung up, Qinglin rushed out, ran a few streets, and took a taxi to the hospital. Along the way, Qinglin recalled the call from the hospital just now, "Your friend has been sent to our hospital due to the injury and coma caused by the explosion, please come to the hospital as soon as possible..."

Qinglin's body was still a little trembling, I don't know how much I was hurt, he was too careless, he shouldn't let me leave his sight, maybe it was wrong to let him go to work, otherwise he wouldn't have encountered this kind of thing...

When the car finally arrived at the hospital, half an hour had passed quietly, Qinglin's irritability to see me immediately was almost to the limit, and he rushed to the location of my weight as soon as he got out of the car.

I saw that my heavy left arm was tightly bandaged with white gauze, and there was still a faint red color of bleeding inside, and there was no such large-scale bandaging anywhere else, it looked more like a bruise.

Seeing that his face was not painful, and the injury was lighter than he imagined, Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief, but he still wondered in his heart, what the hell was going on.

"Miss Nurse, is he seriously injured?"

"Do you mean Mr. Wuzhong? Now the condition has stabilized, there is no major problem, although there are many abrasions, but there is a fracture in the left arm, and after a period of recuperation, it will get better. ”

"Really..."Hearing Miss Nurse's words, Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let me tell you, this gentleman was unconscious when he was carried here, and the blood on his body, mainly because he was still wearing a police uniform, surprised us, thinking if it could be an attack or something in the process of handling the case..."

"What's wrong?" I didn't understand why the nurse would suddenly stop at an important time, Qinglin asked rhetorically.

"No, it's nothing," the nurse continued, "and then two policemen were sent in succession, both of them were not seriously injured, I thought to myself, how did I hurt several policemen, there must have been a large-scale accident, so I wondered if I could find out any news." When I walked to the door of the operating room, I heard the policeman who accompanied me standing solemnly there, not saying anything, not talking, and when someone came to ask what was going on, he only said that there had been an explosion, and he didn't say anything again..."

After finishing speaking, Qing Lin didn't answer immediately, just looked at the person lying on the hospital bed in front of him, and after a while, Qing Lin seemed to come back to his senses, "Thank you, I want to stay with him alone for a while."

"Well..."

When the nurse walked away, Qinglin carefully raised his hand to touch the gauze on my left arm, and gradually, the blood that had not dried out of the gauze seeped out of the gauze and gathered in Qinglin's palm. It wasn't until it was about the size of a tiny fingernail that Qinglin withdrew his hand.

Qing Lin wrapped his other hand around the hand holding the blood ball, blocking the sight of others, lowering his head and quietly feeling the memory in the blood.

The thick blood brought with it complete memories, all the way back to the early morning of the last time we were apart. After a busy day, on the way home, Wuzhong found that there was a car following him, and he finally got rid of it after going around half the city. And in the next two days, something like this happened, and I didn't tell anyone else, but I wanted to solve it myself, and by chance when I was being followed, I saw the appearance of the co-pilot...

"It's you!"

Maybe it was not tracked to the desired place after all, on the morning of the incident, I just drove the car to the parking lot of the police station, just got out of the car and didn't walk a few steps, my heavy car suddenly exploded, maybe it was a big life, or maybe I didn't want to be more serious than death, I was so groggy and fainted, but, the picture did not stop, I saw a young man come over, touched my weight, and after finding that he was not dead, he took some blood and left.

There is no need to look any further, Qinglin put away my heavy blood, opened his eyes and looked at my weight, and looked at it quietly for a long time. Finally, Qing Lin clenched his fist, as if he had made an important decision, stretched his index finger to the side of my mouth, and as the invisible 'blade' cut through the surface of the skin, a drop of blood was forced out, Qing Lin gently drew a circle around the blood, and a slightly distorted air wrapped the blood and rushed into my body.

Looking at Wuzhong, who was asleep and wanted to be fragrant, Qinglin raised his hand and touched Wuzhong's face, "...", after saying a few words, Qinglin was going to leave, but he was still a little reluctant, "I won't forget you..."

Walking out of the hospital, Qinglin still looked back in the direction of Wuzhong, until he made up his mind and resolutely left.

Sure enough, when the car stopped slowly at the door of Qinglin's house, as soon as he got out of the car, he could see a young man standing there waiting for him.

Qinglin smiled and got out of the car, the young man watched from a distance, when the taxi left, the young man just raised his hand and was about to make some moves, he found that Qinglin, who was still some distance away from him, had been standing shoulder to shoulder next to him at some point, with a whole terrifying feeling protruding, and the corner of Qinglin's clothes fell, the young man heard Qinglin say in a cold voice, "Let me tell you, what is an explosion..."