Deep Sea City has been sleeping in the autumn rain for several days in a row, getting colder and colder every day, and the fallen leaves cover the entire land.

The passers-by shrunk their bodies, umbrellas, and stepped on the puddles of water, splashing mud and soaking their trouser legs. Even if an acquaintance met by chance on the street, he didn't have time to say hello a few more times, just nodded and hurriedly passed by, because it was too cold, and the heat could be faintly discerned in the air. There are also many small vendors selling roasted sweet potatoes in the streets and alleys, always surrounded by a group of people, including old couples, young couples, and greedy little children, all eager for a trace of warm warmth.

It seems that autumn has not yet passed, and winter is about to follow.

And when winter really came, Lei Ming stood in the back garden of the villa, but felt that it was still autumn.

"I've already taken care of the ticket for you......"

Lei Qing walked over from the villa in a fluffy white coat, playing with an iPad in her hand, and was booking a plane ticket for Lei Ming.

"I'm not going to the United States." Lei Ming lowered his eyes, and his thoughts returned from the abandoned rose branches in the courtyard.

Lei Qing pursed her lips and glared at his back, and said angrily: "Xuexue's first birthday, how can you not go to the United States to celebrate her?" ”

A year old, a whole year.

Lei Ming sneered and sneered, what did he do to Qian Xiaomo at this time a year ago, and how did Qian Xiaomo endure and survive this time. 1 year old...... And what is there to celebrate? It's nothing more than reminding Lei Ming how he hurt Qian Xiaomo.

He turned, and the wind behind him blew down a withered yellow leaf, right on his shoulder.

"Xue Xue is the flesh and blood of you and Xiao Mo, you love Xue Xue is your love Xiao Mo..."Lei Qing shouted at Lei Ming's back.

Lei Ming didn't stop, let alone look back, and slowly walked into the living room with a dull and painful gaze.

Lei Qing stomped her feet anxiously, and sighed helplessly.

This year, with rich Xiaomo, their Lei family has never been peaceful.

Now, without Qian Xiaomo, Lei Qing sometimes can't wait for Qian Xiaomo to come back, at least her brother won't be so negative and decadent every day. Every day, Lei Ming has eaten a few meals, how many mouthfuls of the food he has eaten are swallowed, and how many mouthfuls of water he usually drinks, Lei Qing is clear. Every night, Lei Qing slept for a while, and when he got up in a daze in the middle of the night, he could still see Lei Ming lighting the lamp, either looking at the photo of the two, or staying up late to sign the company's documents, and he was haggard to the point of unbearable.

Every day, it's like this.

Lei Qing didn't have any way to take Lei Ming, intentionally or unintentionally brought a few female girlfriends back, Lei Ming avoided it, and lost his temper at Lei Qing a few days ago. Lei Qing was full of grievances and cried heartbreakingly, that night, the two brothers and sisters had a long talk for the first time in a long time, the tears in this compartment just stopped, and the tears in that compartment rose again, more continuous than the autumn rain.

One year, three hundred and sixty-five days.

The pace of this year is too fast and too slow, so fast that some people have to leave early and forever, so slow that all the memories and shadows have not been dispersed with the wind, and there is no way to welcome the new sun in the heart.

"It's better to wait for Xiaomo to come back, and we'll celebrate Xuexue's birthday together." Lei Ming said to Lei Qing.

Lei Qing was stunned for a moment, only to feel that the back was gloomy, Qian Xiaomo had already been buried in the ground, how could she come back to celebrate Xuexue's birthday together?

This question could only be choked in Lei Qing's throat.

……

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In early winter, there was no sunshine or snow, and the sky was gloomy and gray, oppressive over everyone's heads.

The earth is turning as always, and the joys and sorrows that belong to everyone are staged.

The festival of the days is not fast, slow is not slow, and it is no longer commonplace.

The once bustling seaside and pier are now deserted, and the sea breeze blows like skates.

Even so, there are still occasional yachts that travel between the mainland and the islands in the sea.

There are many small islands in the sea area of Deep Sea City, but they are all far away and scattered, and ordinary people dare to abandon their boats and land on the shore except for a few small islands they are familiar with, and they dare not enter the other small islands that are a little farther away, and their pious and reverent attitude is like a god living on the island. There are also small islands that are private islands of the wealthy, and they cannot enter them casually.

A boat broke through the waves on the sea, and the startled fish on the side were unwilling to race against it.

Not long after, the boat stopped on the shore of a small island.

Before the crew could disembark, the shore guards immediately rushed up in full armor and surrounded the ship.

"It's me." A woman suddenly walked on the deck, Xia Qin.

As soon as the guards saw that it was Xia Qin who brought people back, they immediately put away their weapons and no longer made an offensive posture.

Subsequently, Xia Qin took a white-haired old man off the boat. The old man looked a little old, with transparent snow-white hair, wrinkles and age spots on his face, but this old man stood straight on his back, walked like a fly, and carried a heavy box in his hand, which did not match his actual age at all.

"Teacher, ...... over here"

Xia Qin led the way in front, and the old man nodded, his face stern and silent.

The island was full of heavily armed guards, and Xia Qin led the way zigzag in front of him, and walked for a long time before finally seeing a wooden house hidden in the woods. There were ten people guarding the outside of the wooden house, Xia Qin stepped forward and buckled the door, and the guards inside came to the door, and then searched their whole bodies and belongings.

"These knives ......"

When the old man opened the box, in addition to gauze, alcohol and various drugs, there were large and small scalpels and tweezers.

"This is Professor Jiang invited by the Shaodong family." Xia Qin explained.

There was no difficulty in defending them, so they were naturally allowed to pass.

The wooden house has three floors, Xia Qin has been taking Professor Jiang to the third floor, and then stood outside the door at the end, pondering for a while, then she bit the corner of her lip and knocked on the door, and called softly, "Jian Nian." ”

"Come in." Jian Nian's hoarse voice came, but he was weak.

Xia Qin and Professor Jiang entered the room, which was spacious and bright, and the decoration and furnishings were also simple and simple.

On the side against the wall, there is an antique European-style wooden bed, hanging a romantic purple curtain, Jian Nian is dressed in a European-style white satin coat and sits on the single sofa next to the bed, with a photo album spread out between her thighs. His long, bony hand clutched the woman's small hand, which was so pale that it was weak.

Xia Qin walked up with Professor Jiang, and Jian Nian closed the album and turned his head slightly, his heavy eye bags and bloodshot eyes completely exposed the troubles in his heart.

The moment he saw Professor Jiang, Jian Nian's face finally had a ruddy breath of life.

He hurriedly got up, stared at Professor Jiang impatiently, and said, "My friend has been in a coma for several months and hasn't woken up yet...... The previous doctors said that her coma had nothing to do with the gunshot wound, and the gunshot wound had healed, but I don't know when she will wake up......"

"Teacher, I'm sorry for you..."Xia Qin solemnly asked.

Professor Jiang didn't say anything, put down the box and stepped forward, Xia Qin lifted the curtain for Professor Jiang to check conveniently.

The results of the examination did not make any new discoveries, after all, the doctors invited by Jian Nian to see Qian Xiaomo's injuries were all famous masters, and the final conclusions were all the same. No one can give an exact time when Qian Xiaomo will wake up.

"After the average person falls into a coma, it can be as short as a few days or as long as several years, and some people never wake up." Professor Jiang put away his stethoscope and muttered, "According to the current level of medicine, we have no way to predict or control the length of time. There are also many patients who wake up suddenly, or intermittently wake up and fall into a coma, and wake up again and again. ”

Jian Nian frowned and looked at Qian Xiaomo, and asked suspiciously, "But her head has not been traumatized in any way. ”

"Maybe it has something to do with what happened before the coma, some kind of stimulus, some kind of psychological concussion......"

What happened before the coma is related.

Jian Nian silently muttered this sentence in his heart, could it be the sentence "Lian Ronglin is dead" that he blurted out at that time? His heart pounded suddenly, and his gaze fell affectionately and lovingly on Qian Xiaomo's petite pale face.

said good protection, said good protection, in the end, did Qian Xiaomo get hurt again and again?

Jian Nian clenched his fists, he couldn't forgive himself, let alone accept himself like this...

The raging anger was wanton in his chest, he couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his fist and slammed it against the wall, Xia Qin suddenly dodged in front of Jian Nian with an arrow step. Jian Nian was stunned for a moment, hurriedly retracted his fist and stiffened in the air, Xia Qin closed his eyes tightly, opened his arms, and didn't feel the pain on the ** for a long time, so he opened his eyes hesitantly.

“…… Jian Nian, have you forgotten what I told you? Xia Qin whispered, "You need to control it now..."

“……”

Jian Nian was silent for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Xia Qin said to him at that time...... "I'm going to kill another you."

"If the other you completely control you, how can you love Qian Xiaomo as you?"

“……”

"Even if it's for Qian Xiaomo, you have to control zhì... Because, you can't hurt her..."

Jian Nian's fierce gaze dispersed, and his fists trembled and fell beside him, and the room was dead silent, and a faint, vague murmur echoed weakly in Jian Nian's ears.

His body trembled, and he immediately looked back, and Qian Xiaomo, who was unconscious, was babbling the corners of his mouth and didn't know what he was talking about.

"Momo..."

Jian Nian was about to pounce excitedly, but Professor Jiang stopped him.

"Let the teacher check on her first." Xia Qin grabbed Jian Nian's arm and explained.

Jian Nian pursed the corners of her lips, she could only endure the anxiety in her heart, looking at Qian Xiaomo with a blank look, her heart was full of hope and prayers...

…… As long as Qian Xiaomo can wake up, it will be the beginning of their new life.

This is the oath that Jian Nian swore to himself in his heart at the beginning of the operation.

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