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In addition to taking care of him every day, Bao Xiaodie sometimes quietly keeps a diary.

What does the diary say?

Feng Tianyu once asked her to show him the diary, but she politely refused, on the grounds that it was her private secret and she didn't want outsiders to know.

Hearing her say this, Feng Tianyu naturally didn't want to ask for it anymore.

That night, Feng Tianyu closed his eyes and thought about what he had experienced after he was admitted to the hospital, and when he opened his eyes, he found that Fluttershy lying in the chaperone chair had fallen asleep for some time, and a slight snoring sound came from her nostrils.

He was curious, what did she write in her diary every day during this time?

Although Fluttershy says it's a private secret and doesn't show it to him, he can't help but grab the notebook. He opened it lightly and saw that it read like this:

October 15th, cloudy

Today is the ninth day of Brother Tianyu's injury and hospitalization.

For the past nine days, I have taken care of him every day at the bedside, so that he can eat and sleep well. I noticed that his appetite was getting better and his mental state was getting better; In addition, I often tell him stories - stories from other people, stories from books, stories from our family in the past, and he always showed a strong interest in the stories I told, which may be the reason why he couldn't recall the past and felt novel. I feel very relieved to see that he maintains an optimistic state of mind every day, and I sincerely hope that Brother Tianyu will recover and be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible!

Although I felt a little tired from taking care of him every day and night, I was willing and did not complain.

There are two reasons why I am willing to pay for him: first, since I was a child, he has given me a lot of care and care, which makes me feel the warmth of the sun, and I want to be grateful; Second, he is now my boyfriend, if nothing else, I will spend my life with him, since I am already his lover, then I will be with him through thick and thin, and never leave him!

In this life, I have never had feelings for other men, only for Brother Tianyu alone; If someone asks me why I love Brother Tianyu so much, my answer is: In addition to his care and care for me, I was moved and had a deep emotional dependence on him, but also because he is a responsible and responsible man, which is the most beautiful quality of human nature, and I appreciate this quality of him very much! As long as he is there, the sky will not fall, and even if it falls, he will hold it up, so I feel very grounded, safe, and not afraid.

This morning, Brother Tianyu drank a glass of milk and ate a cooked chicken thigh; At noon, I ate a box of shiitake mushroom lean pork rice. Happily, both times it was his own hands, and he didn't need my help, and I used to feed him, because his right arm was injured, sore, and weak, and he couldn't hold anything. It can be seen from the fact that he ate with his own hands, and his injuries are slowly recovering.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, one of his best high school classmates came to visit him, but he still couldn't remember the other person's name, couldn't recall the past, which was a pity, and it would be nice if he could remember who the other person was!

However, seeing that he speaks with a coherent voice, almost the same as he did before he was injured, I think it will be a matter of time before he regains his memory, and I have to have confidence in him.

Brother Tianyu, I hope you will recover your memory as soon as possible!

October 16, cloudy

In the morning, I went to a bookstore near the hospital to buy a copy of One Thousand and One Nights. It is a beautifully bound book that looks pleasing to the eye. I bought this book because I wanted to read the story to him and keep him in a good mood every day.

The story I read to him in the morning was "The Tale of Judt and Two Brothers," and I found him listening attentively on a high pillow, smiling from time to time, and acting like a schoolboy sitting in a classroom listening quietly to his teacher's lecture, and I was very happy.

At noon, he ate a lot of lean meat and vegetables, drank half a bowl of fish soup, and ate a box of white rice. I was very happy to see him eat with relish. The food he was given was good for digestion and absorption, and it was also good for blood circulation and blood stasis, and qi dissipation, of course, these foods were bought under the doctor's instructions.

In the afternoon, at about four o'clock, I came back from outside, and found that Brother Tianyu had fallen asleep at some point, only to see that his eyes were tightly closed, his mouth was also closed, and I heard the sound of even breathing coming from his nostrils.

Since he hadn't shaved for more than ten days, his beard grew longer and thicker, like a weed. I thought I should go outside and buy a razor and come back and shave him—not that I hated his unshaven appearance, but that I was worried that he would feel uncomfortable.

I've never touched Brother Tianyu's beard, so I don't know what it feels like, but I think Brother Tianyu's beard should be hard and prickly because it looks thicker. Because of curiosity, I couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it gently, but just as I was about to touch his beard, I suddenly heard him snort, his voice was low, it seemed to be more painful, and it was terrifying, and I quickly withdrew my hand. After a few seconds, he snorted twice in a row, equally painful.

How so? Is it because the injured area hurts? But I had never heard him moan in pain before. I'm amazed that he's like this now.

Shall I wake him up?

Just when I was hesitating, I noticed that his hands were on his chest, and I suddenly remembered that his hands on his chest were prone to nightmares, could it be that he was having nightmares and feeling afraid?

With that in mind, I gently took his hand and prepared to lay it on the bed.

But at this time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and I asked him if he had a nightmare just now, and he said, and said that he was bitten by a vicious black dog in a dream, and his feet were tied up without knowing what was going on, and he couldn't escape, so he kept shouting loudly, hoping that someone would come to save him, but no matter how he shouted, no one came to save him, and he felt very scared.

Brother Tianyu, who has always been brave and fearless, was frightened by nightmares, and I wanted to laugh, but I still held back and didn't laugh out loud.

October 17th, rainy day

There was a lush elm tree behind the ward, which I saw every day through the glass window, and it was so pleasing to the eye that I had come close to the window several times to see it up close. But at noon today, it suddenly began to rain heavily, and I saw an elm tree that was different from what I had seen before—it was shaking and rattling in the wind and rain, but no matter how much the wind and rain tortured and destroyed it, it was never broken or blown down.

This scene reminds me of the great suffering that Brother Tianyu once suffered, he is like this elm tree, he has survived the ups and downs of life, and it is gratifying that his temperament has not become paranoid and perverse because of the special experience of being unjustly imprisoned, nor does he have a negative view of society.

Brother Tianyu is really an iron-clad man, a man who stands up to the sky!

The winds and waves of the past did not break him, so the incident of the car accident will not break him. Although the car accident will not break Brother Tianyu, it must have caused him a certain psychological shadow.

I am reminded of a story about a deteriorating patient looking out the window at a tree whose leaves were falling one by one in the autumn wind. "When all the leaves are gone, I'm going to die," she said. "When a skilled painter learned of the situation, he painted a verdant leaf hanging from a branch. Looking at this "green leaf" that has never fallen, the patient miraculously survived.

In fact, in front of Brother Tianyu's hospital bed, I am also a "painter", but I am different from that painter, he uses a pen, while I use heart and love.

Yes, I just used my emotional pen to draw "a green leaf" on Brother Tianyu's heart drawing board, and I have reason to believe that this "green leaf" will make him feel how beautiful life is.

October 18th, sunny

In the morning, after Brother Tianyu woke up, I went outside to fetch hot water, soaked the dry towel in water, wrung it out, and handed it to him to let him wash his face. He washed slowly and looked a little clumsy, which reminded me of the movements of a gorilla. After washing his face, he said he wanted to brush his teeth, so I went outside and bought a toothbrush, squeezed the toothpaste on the toothbrush, and with my help, he brushed his teeth.

Brother Tianyu said that he hadn't brushed his teeth for many days, and he felt comfortable after brushing his teeth.

Actually, I blame my carelessness, I should have thought of helping him brush his teeth a long time ago, I haven't brushed my teeth for more than ten days, and it doesn't feel good to think about.

After washing up, I accompanied Tianyu to breakfast. Breakfast was porridge with eggs and lean meat.

When I was peeling the eggshell, I suddenly asked Brother Tianyu a boring question: "Do you say that there was a chicken or an egg first?" ”

Brother Tianyu thought about it and said with a smile: "I don't know." So what do you think? ”

I also smiled and shook my head and said, "God knows." ”

This is a question of the origin of life and the universe, which philosophers may not know, but how can an ordinary person like me know?

After breakfast, I picked up "One Thousand and One Nights" from my pillow and read it to him. I made it a rule to read him three stories a day.

Every time I read the story, I was praised by Brother Tianyu, who said that I read aloud with emotion and could be the host of a TV station. Although I think he is pretty, I am still quite happy - everyone likes to listen to good things, and it seems that I am not immune to vulgarity (with a smiling face painted in the back).

The stories I tell, maybe he had read them before, but he couldn't remember anything because of the loss of his memory.

I only knew that he couldn't remember the past, but I didn't know if he could recognize words, so I decided to test him. Regrettably, however, he shook his head after reading the words in the book.

I shook my head too. I decided to teach him to read. So, I pointed to the text on the cover and said, "These words read 'One Thousand and One Nights,' and you read them with me." ”

Brother Tianyu was like an obedient child, and read it to me.

In order to consolidate his memory, I took out a pen and paper, wrote the word "zero", and asked him, "How do you pronounce this word?" ”

Brother Tianyu read it out accurately.

I wrote the words "one", "thousand", and "night" for him to recognize, and he still recognized them accurately.

I happily said, "Good! ”

Next, I turned the pages and taught him to read word by word.

I really think of myself as an enlightenment teacher, and Brother Tianyu as an ignorant elementary school student.

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