"You go, Sister Liu Lu, we will take care of it here, don't worry", Xiaotong nodded and said, seeing Zhang Biyun like this, her heart was also uncomfortable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The two teams were divided into two teams, and Liu Lu helped Zhang Biyun to call a taxi directly.

"Auntie, which hospital is my uncle in?" asked Liu Lu, who got into the car, patted Zhang Biyun's shoulder.

"You, you're Xiaolu, why am I here?" Zhang Biyun seemed to be a little sober, looked around and suddenly saw Liu Lu's face, and asked in some surprise.

"Auntie, didn't you say that Uncle Fan had a car accident?" Liu Lu said a little strangely when she saw Zhang Biyun like this.

When Zhang Biyun heard Liu Lu's answer, as if he remembered something, his expression gradually wrinkled, and his tears fell like a pearl that had fallen off the line, and he said with a crying voice: "He! He was hit by a car! He was sent to the People's Hospital by people on the road!"

"Master, go to the People's Hospital!" Liu Lu listened, didn't have time to comfort her, and said directly to the driver who was driving.

Along the way, Liu Lu comforted Zhang Biyun, but Zhang Biyun still couldn't suppress the sadness and apprehension in her heart, and kept crying, so that Liu Lu couldn't help but have red eyes.

On the other side, in Fan Cheng's house, Xiao Tong sat quietly on the side of Fan Cheng's bed, looking at Fan Cheng who had no slightest consciousness on the bed, he hadn't seen him for a few days, he was obviously emaciated, it was hard to believe that the sunny boy who had talked and laughed with him just a few days ago was now lying here unconsciously, the world was impermanent, everything seemed to be yesterday, but everything became different in the blink of an eye.

"Sister Xinmei, you say, can you hear what we are saying when he lies like this?" Xiaotong looked at Fan Cheng on the bed, as if talking to himself.

"It shouldn't be, the doctor said he lost consciousness", Wu Xinmei looked at Fancheng's home, this is the first time she has come to a boy's home, this is the home of Fancheng who has been pursuing herself.

"I think he can," Xiaotong looked at Fan Cheng and muttered, the flowers left the branches to the wilted ground, the floating time was a moment, a moment turned, from budding to bagging, the process of flowering, it turned out that life was so short, she didn't want to believe it, and she didn't want to believe that the boy with a sunny smile would spend his life like this in bed like this.

"I hope so, too" , Wu Xinmei looked at Fan Cheng on the bed, and suddenly felt a sense of guilt welling up in her heart, all along, this boy who was as simple as a blank sheet of paper, regarded himself as his girlfriend, and invested all her feelings, she suddenly didn't know how to face him now, and even some subconsciously didn't dare to face him, even if he was unconscious, even if he was unconscious, every minute and every second with this boy, she would feel the condemnation of her conscience for her ulterior motives, especially when she remembered that Fan became desperate to save herself, she was even more tormented。

"I'm sorry", inexplicably, Wu Xinmei's lips opened slightly, and said to Fan Cheng on the bed in Xiaotong's surprised gaze, "Love is selfish, I have my own choices, and I also have my own favorite people, although I am grateful to you, but I don't mean that, I can only say that there is no fate, just like you pursue your own happiness, I also have my own happiness to pursue, forgive my lies, forgive my impurity...... Really, I'm sorry", silently, Wu Xinmei said in her heart.

"Hmm, what is this?Brother Fan Cheng's diary?" Xiaotong's voice interrupted her thoughts, and she raised her head, but saw Xiaotong holding a notebook in her hand, and shook it at her curiously.

"It should be, do you want to see it?" Wu Xinmei looked at the diary in her hand and nodded.

"No, without his permission, I don't think I want to, but Sister Xinmei, you are Brother Fan Cheng's girlfriend, you should be fine if you take a look, here you go", Xiaotong tilted his head and thought about it, and suddenly handed the diary to Wu Xinmei.

Wu Xinmei looked at the diary in front of her a little unprepared, for some reason, she suddenly had an urge to find out, on the one hand, because of people's curiosity, and on the other hand, as Fan Cheng's nominal girlfriend, she also wanted to see what Fan Cheng was thinking about on weekdays.

"Today is Sunday, I'm in a good mood, Xinmei finally agreed to be my girlfriend, thanks to the help of Masaji, three years of wishes, today finally came true, I will definitely treat Xinmei well, do everything I can to make her happy, although I know that I may not be good now, maybe a little naïve, but I believe that after my efforts and struggle, Xinmei will be happy";

"Xinmei's future university is Zhejiang University, that is a famous university, the score is very high, with my current grades, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get in, I really regret the past playfulness, there will be half a year to take the college entrance examination, after the college entrance examination, will we still be together? I don't know, but I only know that no matter what, I will definitely wait for her, I don't want to, from now on, I have to study hard, even if the hope is slim, I have to work hard at all costs, Xinmei, believe me, I will definitely be admitted to the same university as you"

"It's twelve o'clock now, I'm really tired, this kid has left again, I heard that this time I'm going to Yanjing to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, sometimes I really envy him, I don't have to go to class, I'm free, I can go out to see the world. Don't worry about your future, there are so many girls who like him, he is simply a winner in life. Sometimes it's really like a dream to think about it, how did this kid become a singer in less than a year? If it was in the past, if someone told me that this kid can be like this, I don't believe it, I really don't know what is in his head, I used to stay with him every day, I didn't find out that he still had this talent Spring Festival Gala, such a big stage, it must be very majestic to perform on it, alas, in fact, to be honest, I'm still a little jealous of him, if one day, I can also become a star, and I can stand on various stages to be in the limelight, how cool it should be, Zhengji, you probably don't know, it's very stressful to be friends with you, green leaves lined with flowers, it's not enough to describe the feeling of standing next to you, but, I won't admit defeat, one day, I also want to break out of my own world, I can't let your kid stay proud";

"A little lost! Am I thinking too much? I always feel that there is an invisible barrier between me and Xinmei, she seems to have something on her mind that has never been revealed, especially when she is with Zhengji, her eyes are always exceptionally bright, that kind of eyes, which are by no means the same as looking at me, not just worship, but also as if there is a complex emotion in it, this is not my illusion, in fact, I have never been stupid, Xinmei, I know, probably when you and I were together at the beginning, it was for political discipline, but even so, I am already very satisfied, because I can finally express my love for you openly, no matter who you like, no matter where your heart is, I will always love you silently, I don't have the singing voice of Zhengji, I don't have the talent of Zhengji, but I have a heart that loves you, Zhengji likes Liu Lu, he doesn't mean anything to you, I can see that there is no trace of meaning, you and him, it is destined to be impossible, however, I will give you time, I have been standing by your side, looking forward to your change of heart, good night, Xinmei"

Wu Xinmei gently flipped the slightly yellowed pages one by one. Fan Cheng's familiar slightly scribbled font is combined like an invisible thorn, stabbing her heartache, stabbing her sad, page by page, every page, almost all contain nostalgia for herself, as small as borrowing an eraser from herself, as big as the excitement after holding hands with herself, bit by bit, recorded in his diary, with deep affection, so that she unconsciously red eyes, tears down the corners of her cheeks, salty and astringent taste, just like her heart at the moment.

High school love, young and touching, seemingly childish behavior, but full of love and sad and funny but can't help but sigh emotion, this age of love, the most pure, aside from the utilitarian color, just because of the good feelings between each other and close, such feelings, but only at this specific age, a specific place, will happen.

"So you already knew, was I wrong?" Wu Xinmei held the diary in her hand, looked at Fan Cheng who was unconscious on the bed, and muttered in a small voice that could only be heard by herself, the scene of Fan Cheng rushing up to protect herself with a wine bottle appeared in her mind again, such love, it was really heavy and heavy, making her feel like she was about to run out of breath.

"Sister Xinmei, why are you crying? Xiaotong saw Wu Xinmei in tears, and said with some crying.

"It's nothing, it's just that I can't help but be sad when I see Fan Cheng like this", Wu Xinmei wiped her tears, shook her head but hugged the diary tighter and tighter.

The words were divided into two ends, and at this moment, Liu Lu and Zhang Biyun on the other side had already arrived at the hospital.

"Who are the family members of Fan Jianguo's patients?" a nurse shouted into the hallway.

"I, I'm his wife!" Zhang Biyun stumbled to the nurse, and in less than a few days, she returned to this place again, and the familiar miserable white environment made her feel very miserable in her heart.

"Sign it, one leg needs to be amputated," the nurse didn't have the slightest emotion, but it was no less than a thunderbolt in the ears of Liu Lu and Zhang Biyun.