December 26, 2022.

Liucheng, Nanzhong Street.

The news of Zhou Jie's brain death is not known to many people, because in the eyes of many people, it is not worth paying attention to at all, and the reason why this name is known is only because of the homicide case at the beginning.

Now that person, or the murderer of the attempted murder, is dead, this is retribution, this is deserved.

Zhou Jie did not die on the spot, and the homicide case on Nanzhong Street has already been closed, so naturally there will be no changes. Even if Zhou Jie was killed by Bao Shiyi on the spot that night, it would not change much, because the victim was Bao Shiyi, and Bao Shiyi just beat Zhou Jie to death when he resisted to the death, you must know that Bao Shiyi was also rescued on the verge of life and death.

The line between victim and murderer has always been very clear.

At least for Bao Shiyi, for Lin Ge, and Zhou Yun, they all know very well who the murderer is.

……

Zhou's mother smiled and looked at Bao Shiyi, who had been discharged from the hospital, with a smile on her face, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, you must know that Bao Shiyi had an accident before, she was really scared to death, such a thing is always known on the news, it happened to others, but when it really happened to her relatives, that kind of hesitation and helpless despair really don't want to experience again.

"Eleven, you haven't smiled for a long time, do you want to hug and smile?"

Bao Shiyi smiled and nodded, and was just about to say something, when Zhou Yun on the side interjected: "The doctor said that the injury on Bao Shiyi's body should be recurred, the wound is too deep and needs to be taken care of." ”

"I know, today I also asked your dad to buy pig blood stew, and when the time comes, I will make up for Eleven. ”

Hearing Zhou's mother's words, Bao Shiyi couldn't help laughing, and then took Xiaoxiao from Zhou's mother with a smile, looking at the grinning in his arms, the smile on his face deepened.

Sweet little face, no matter how you look at it, I think it's cute, and the white and chubby little face is what the system calls a little angel, a little fairy, a little sweetheart, and a little baby......

That's why he wanted to survive.

That's why he killed Zhou Jie.

Even if there is a great sin, he is willing to bear it, just because of the smile on his daughter's smiling face.

"Smile, smile, remember Dad?"

"Laugh and laugh, shout Dad, Dad ......"

Seeing his daughter smiling and waving her little arms and legs, babbling and giggling, as if in response, this smile was like the most precious elixir in the world that healed all the wounds on Bao Shiyi's body.

Zhou's mother looked at her son-in-law, and then at her daughter Zhou Yun and granddaughter and smiled, thinking that this was good, and the previous things had passed.

There will be no more bad things, and there will be no more crazy people.

"Xiaoxiao will call your dad soon, Eleven, don't worry. ”

"I'm not in a hurry, Xiaoxiao is so smart, I will definitely call my dad soon, don't you say, Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao......"

Bao Shiyi looked at his daughter, and the eyes of the two fathers and daughters met like that, and there was a smile in that clear gaze, a smile like water, flowing in this room, rippling, washing, and also warming all the past.

……

"Zhou Yun, go and take a look, is the soup stewed?"

Father Zhou's voice came from the kitchen, saying that Father Zhou's chubby body walked out with an apron, and he was still holding a soup spoon in his hand, like a chef in a hotel.

Zhou Yun replied with a smile, "Okay, I'll go and see it." ”

"Zhou Yun, when Eleven is well, I will go back to work, and now I have taken a long time off. ”

Because Bao Shiyi was injured and hospitalized, Zhou Yun had to take care of Bao Shiyi in the hospital, and Zhou's mother had to come over to take care of Xiaoxiao.

Zhou Yun raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Mom, you don't plan to retire yet?"

"When Dad Zhou heard Zhou Yun's words, he couldn't help but say: Your mother, she's afraid that she will be idle when the time comes, and you don't know your mother and her, so you can't be idle, don't let her retire, otherwise I'll ......"

"What's wrong with you, you say?"

After this sentence, Dad Zhou had no words.

Bao Shiyi sat on the sofa, looking at the smile that climbed up towards him, his face was full of smiles, and the little hand of the smile was placed on the wound on Bao Shiyi's abdomen, and the little fleshy hand rested there, slowly crawling towards Bao Shiyi.

Everything is so beautiful, simple but with a deep warmth.

……

At night, everything is quiet.

Everything was quiet, quiet, but also beautifully quiet.

Zhou Yun saw Bao Shiyi sitting in front of the computer again, possessed as if he was writing something, glanced at his daughter who was already asleep and smiled, and asked, "Eleven, what are you writing again?" Why are you busy writing things as soon as you come back?"

"Isn't 'White Night Walking' just finished?"

Bao Shiyi said with a smile: "Because I haven't written it for a long time." ”

Hearing Bao Shiyi's words, Zhou Yun felt strange, obviously Bao Shiyi was not idle when he was in the hospital, and he also started to write, why do he say that he hasn't written for a long time now.

"Then you finish writing early, don't get tired, the doctor said you need to rest. ”

Bao Shiyi turned his head to look at Zhou Yun, and said with a smile: "Zhou Yun, I found that what you often say to me now is what the doctor says, and when you become a doctor in the future, I think it is really the doctor who said it." ”

Bao Shiyi said this, but his face was full of smiles, and the smile was bright and bright, without the blood on his face, without those pains.

Zhou Yun glanced at Bao Shiyi and said, "If you can, I don't want to say these things to you, it's not that you don't know why I wanted to study medicine in the first place." ”

When Zhou Yun applied for medical school, it was still when Bao Shiyi had been asleep and could not wake up, and at that time, Bao Shiyi was still a sleeping vegetative person.

"Then do you want to think about changing departments now? You can think about it, give up medicine and follow literature?"

Zhou Yun replied directly, "I don't have so many tragedies to write." ”

"I'm not writing tragedy now, I'm writing comedy ......"

Bao Shiyi still had a smile on his face, as if in a moment, all the sadness and pain disappeared, warmly healing, warming life.

Death is gone, life goes on.

……

I saw that the latest page on the thick notebook on the table was a paragraph, which clearly read-

"Life is a journey, and how many reincarnations have we waited for before we have the opportunity to enjoy this journey. ”

"In this journey of life, I am most fortunate that you are here, warm this journey, and you must live beautifully and enjoy this journey. ”

"I'll be with you. ”