"It's here, get off. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Han Zhun's faint voice sounded, the driver pressed the button, and the automatic door slowly opened. Han Zhun was the first to get out of the car, and He Jinshu followed closely.

Zhao Shuangwei sat in the last row farther away from the door, and couldn't help but look at Mother Han next to her at this moment. "Auntie......" Zhao Shuang opened her mouth lightly and reminded her to get out of the car.

Han's mother woke up from her daze and got out of the car slowly, Zhao Shuangwei followed behind her, afraid that she would lose her mind and fall hard.

The four of them stood at the entrance of the hospital, and the atmosphere inadvertently became solemn again.

The small Zheng City, at night, seems to be much darker than the provincial capital. Zhao Shuangwei couldn't help but look up at the hospital building in front of him, under the shroud of night, the pure white walls added a little more silence. Thinking that Li Zhijun was lying alone here at the moment, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in her heart, and only complained about why she didn't insist on accompanying him to Zhengcheng in the first place.

"We ...... Let's go inside. He Jinshu saw that everyone was silent, so he took the initiative to break the silence. Mother Han nodded, as a response, and followed closely behind He Jinshu.

Tonight's night is so quiet, Zhao Shuangwei was a little scared in her heart, and wanted to follow everyone to take a step forward, but her feet seemed to have no strength, and she couldn't lift them. She wanted to open her mouth and shout "Wait for me", but found that her throat felt like she had swallowed a large jar of paste, and she couldn't open it anyway. She was in a hurry, but her feet were weak, and she was about to fall to the ground.

At this moment, a pair of hands held her in time. Zhao Shuang looked up slightly, and Han Zhun's face hidden under the brim of his hat appeared in front of her. "You hold on to me, be careful, if you don't want to see him, just tell me." Han Zhun's gentle voice immediately sounded in her ears.

His temperature, through the thin coat, reached her skin. Zhao Shuangwei seemed to have some strength, she gently held his arm and took a step forward. "I'm going, I'm going to go." This was the last time, and she would not allow herself to be absent from his life again.

Han Zhun didn't say a word, silently accompanied her step by step, and slowly walked into the hospital.

The nurse and the four of them were once again at the door of the ward, and there was no need to explain it again, she already knew that everyone must have some certainty about what was about to be accepted inside the door. She stood aside, quietly waiting for who would speak first and break the silence.

Finally, Han's mother said to the nurse, "Excuse me, let's go in and take one last look at him." The nurse stepped forward, pulled out the key, and unlocked the door.

Mother Han stretched out her hand, hesitated for a second, and pushed the door open. Zhao Shuang gently held Han Zhun and was hesitating to enter with Han's mother, but she had already closed the door again from the inside. Before Zhao Shuangwei came back to her senses, Han's mother's earth-shattering cry had already broken the silence of the corridor, completely pierced the eardrums, and forcibly implanted it in everyone's mind.

I don't know why, at this moment, in this harsh and solemn hospital, listening to Han's mother's sad and desolate cry, Zhao Shuangwei suddenly wanted to laugh. Maybe the sadness in her heart is about to overflow, she just feels that she has always insisted on not believing how incompatible with this environment is. She lifted the corner of her mouth, but she didn't notice that a big hot teardrop was surging down her eyes.

I don't know how long time has passed, Han's mother's crying is getting smaller and smaller, and finally at a certain point in time, it completely stopped. Zhao Shuang held her breath slightly, her eyes staring at the handle of the door.

With a slight click, the door opened again. Mother Han, whose eyes were red and swollen, walked out of it with her head down, the light in the corridor was too dim, and her eyes were always on the floor, so Zhao Shuangwei tried several times, but she still couldn't see Mother Han's expression clearly.

Han Zhun beside him raised his arm slightly and shook off the hand that Zhao Shuangwei was holding him. Before Zhao Shuangwei could react, he walked forward quickly and hugged Han's mother into his arms. Suddenly, the sparse sobbing sound sounded again.

Zhao Shuang took a deep breath, crossed Han Zhun and Han's mother, came to the door of the ward, opened the door without hesitation, and walked in by himself.

It wasn't until she gently locked the door behind her that she felt scared and depressed. Zhao Shuangwei breathed desperately, and although she wanted to escape, her eyes still fell on the only bed in the room.

She looked down and saw that her legs were shaking.

Zhao Shuangwei kept facing herself in her heart and said, "Weiwei, don't be afraid, this is Li Zhijun, this is Li Zhijun who will never hurt you." But still, she couldn't take a step.

After taking a deep breath in place for a long time, Zhao Shuangwei slowly walked to the bed, she stared at the slightly contoured face under the list, and kept hypnotizing herself, "This is not Li Zhijun, this is definitely not Li Zhijun." But in her heart, she clearly knew that if this was not Li Zhijun, then who else could there be? A great bitterness welled up from her throat and up her nose.

Zhao Shuang held back her tears and lifted the sheet covering Li Zhijun's face, and after she saw that face clearly, her tears finally burst out at this moment.

It's really him. The person who couldn't move or smile in front of her at this moment was really Li Zhijun.

Zhao Shuangwei stretched out her hand and gently covered his face. It's cold. She shuddered and leaned her face again.

If anyone can look at this scene from God's perspective, this scene in front of them is really more creepy than the horror blockbuster that is released in theaters. But maybe it's because this cold body is the person who once had a heart-to-heart with Zhao Shuangwei, so at this moment, she doesn't feel weird at all.

Just leaned on it for a while, but Li Zhijun's face did not warm up, and it was still cold. Zhao Shuangwei knew that this move must be redundant, so she also straightened up again and prepared to leave.

She stared at Li Zhijun's face and put the sheet on his face again without saying a word.

"I wish you rest in peace." She spoke softly.

Zhao Shuang took two steps back, looked at Li Zhijun's silhouette, as if he was lighting candles on his birthday, folded his hands, closed his eyes and made a wish reverently:

From today onwards, I'm going to learn to say "goodbye" to you.

Then, she walked briskly to the door and, without hesitation, reached out and unlocked it.

"Click." (To be continued.) )