"Shen Zhiyun, my brother is fine."

After Shen Zhiyun fed all the medicine, he carefully flattened Gu Jingchen's body, and after making proper arrangements, he glanced at Qi Ran beside him, and then at Gu Jingchen, who was sleepy, stood up, and said to Qi Ran, "You come out with me." ”

Qi Ran knew that Shen Zhiyun had something to say to himself.

Qi Ran was not pretentious, and followed directly, and the two walked all the way to the small garden.

It's autumn season, so many of the flowers and plants in the garden are yellow, and the leaves on the plane tree are almost gone.

"Song Yi is fine over there, the embassy has already sent news to the family."

When Qi Ran heard this, he was very surprised, he didn't expect that there would be news so soon, thank God, Song Yi was really fine.

Shen Zhiyun looked at Qi Ran's happy appearance, and his face was a little gloomy. "Chen is not as blessed as Song Yi."

As he spoke, Shen Zhiyun raised his head and looked at the plane tree on his head, just as a breeze blew, several fallen leaves were blown off, and they were fluttering one after another.

Qi Ran's joy froze on his face, thinking about Gu Jingchen's appearance now lying unconscious on the bed, and hearing Shen Zhiyun say this, Qi Ran only felt that his back was cold, it was a subconscious emanation of fear, as if something was about to pass, but he couldn't do anything to catch it.

"What the hell happened to my brother?"

"Qi Ran, just beg you, accompany him well, maybe it won't be long before we will not appear in your world again and disturb you and Song Yi."

When Shen Zhiyun said this, his voice was very soft, but Qi Ran still heard every word clearly, what does it mean that it will not appear in your world again, Qi Ran didn't dare to think deeply, she was afraid that it was what she thought.

Shen Zhiyun had never spoken to her in such a tone, there was no anger, no hatred, no coldness, but it was not a pleading, but a kind of words that bordered on helplessness.

"What do you mean, Shen Zhiyun, you make it clear!"

Qi Ran roared, as if raising her voice a little higher would be able to boost the confidence in her heart, but the tremor in Qi Ran's voice had already exposed the fear in her heart.

Shen Zhiyun looked at Qi Ran with red eyes, this was the first time, Qi Ran saw Shen Zhiyun's face with a painful expression, red eyes, full of pain, can you make it clear?

How much he wanted to tell this heartless woman loudly that Gu Jingchen's days were running out, how much he wanted to scold the woman in front of him fiercely, and ask her why she made Gu Jingchen so miserable?

But he can't, he can't say anything, because Gu Jingchen doesn't want to get Qi Ran's sympathy and pity in his last time, how proud Gu Jingchen is in front of Qi Ran, he knows better than anyone else, so there are some things he can't say, even in the end, he really has no way to save Gu Jingchen, and he will never shake Gu Jingchen's dignity.

"His brain nerves have begun to be out of his control, you should feel it, now Chen's mental state is very bad, after a while, I will take him back for treatment, I will not let him appear in front of you again."

The first half of Shen Zhiyun's sentence is telling the truth, except for the last sentence.

As long as it is what Gu Jingchen wants, Shen Zhiyun will do his best to get it and fulfill Gu Jingchen.

"Didn't you draw my blood? Isn't it useful? ”

Shen Zhiyun lowered his head and smiled bitterly, but he seemed to be mocking Qi Ran's innocence. If it was that simple, why would he be helpless.

"Accompany her well, Qi Ran."

When Shen Zhiyun said this, Gu Jingchen said to him not long ago, "Zhiyun, after I finish what I want to do, we will go back to the cabin, just you and me." ”

It was also because of Gu Jingchen's words that he was able to endure it now, Gu Jingchen and Qi Ran returned to Apartment No. 77 where they once lived, a place that carried the unique memories of Gu Chen and Qi Ran.

That unforgettable time, no one can get involved, and it also belongs to the two of them.

When Gu Jingchen woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the next day, which was also the third day that Qi Ran came to apartment No. 77, Song Yi had not returned to China, Pei Moyun called her and briefly talked about the situation, and did not tell him that she was in Qingcheng and not in Jiangzhou, for fear that he would be suspicious.

When the situation on the Japanese side stabilizes and Song Yi returns to China, she will definitely leave Qingcheng, if it weren't for the sudden encounter with a typhoon and lost contact, Song Yi may be in a hurry because she can't contact Qi Ran.

Gu Jingchen was in good spirits after waking up, especially when he saw that Qi Ran was still there, he was a little surprised, but he didn't show it, there was no longer Shen Zhiyun in the house, but the feeling of staying after acupuncture clearly reminded him that Shen Zhiyun had been here.

Neither Gu Jingchen nor Qi Ran mentioned anything about Gu Jingchen's comatose past.

The bodyguard brought dinner in on time and set it up on the table.

Qi Ran knew at a glance that these sumptuous dishes must not be sold outside, and a large part of them may have been made by Shen Zhiyun himself.

In fact, if Shen Zhiyun is a woman, she must be a 100% good wife, taking care of Gu Jingchen in every possible way, Qi Ran feels that even if she is a woman, she will definitely not be able to do Shen Zhiyun as well.

What's more, he also has a good medical skill, and he is very attentive to everything Gu Jingchen.

Just like now, even if he wasn't around, he still prepared Gu Jingchen's three meals a day by himself.

You must know that during the time when Gu Jingchen was in a coma, Qi Ran ate all takeout.

Gu Jingchen took a sip of soup and knew that it was Shen Zhiyun's craftsmanship, but he didn't say anything.

Qi Ran saw that his eyes were quite bright, probably because he needed to recover his vision after waking up.

"Ranran, paint me a picture."

After eating, when Qi Ran was cleaning up the tableware, Gu Jingchen, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, suddenly said, the position where he was standing was the background of the first volume of "Memory No. 77" that year, this was the first thing Gu Jingchen said to her after waking up, and it was also the first time that Gu Jingchen proposed to let Qi Ran draw him from the time they met to the present.

In fact, Qi Ran has painted Gu Jingchen countless times in the past many years, from the first portrait he painted when he first started to learn sketching was Gu Jingchen, and later when he was young, he secretly painted a whole picture album, and then later, he disappeared, her whole studio was Gu Jingchen, joy, anger and sorrow, different scenes, all painted, many scenes in my memory, Qi Ran had put it on the brush in those nights when I couldn't sleep peacefully, but for the first time, Gu Jingchen took the initiative to make such a request.

Back then, Qi Ran also asked Gu Jingchen to paint himself for the first time, and achieved "Memory of No. 77", which became the only character painting scroll in Gu Chen's life.

Gu Jingchen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, standing sideways, his eyes fell on the plane tree outside the window, and he didn't speak again.

Qi Ran didn't say anything, quietly set up the easel, and didn't use the pen for a long time at first to start a little rusty, but soon regained the feeling.

Qi Ran basically didn't look up much, because about Gu Jingchen's appearance, she had already engraved it in her heart, but the one in her heart was Gu Jingchen ten years ago, and now standing in front of her was Gu Jingchen who "came back from the dead" ten years later.

Now Gu Jingchen is even more deep and melancholy, which is unpredictable.

Gu Jingchen's gaze shifted back to the room, looking at the person who lowered his head and traced seriously, just like the little girl who had just started to learn to paint.

In the past, when Gu Jingchen was painting, Qi Ran would always sit quietly next to him, not saying anything, not asking anything, just watching quietly, and often the two of them were in the studio like this, staying all day.

Those days were leisurely and beautiful.

Gu Jingchen looked at Qi Ran's long hair hanging down at his side, and recalled that when he painted the first volume of "Memories of Seventy-Seven", she appeared in front of him wearing his white shirt, wearing a white canvas to cover her exposed skin, standing in front of the window, beautiful and incomprehensible.

Gu Jingchen had almost forgotten how he wielded the brush at the beginning, only remembering those smart eyes, expectant and apprehensive.

Gu Jingchen thought about it, walked quietly to Qi Ran's side, the brush in Qi Ran's hand stopped sketching, and all that lingered between his noses was Gu Jingchen's taste.

Such a scene is like returning to the original apartment number seventy-seven.

Gu Jingchen opened his arms and hugged Qi Ran while bending down.

Qi Ran subconsciously trembled.

But it didn't move.

Gu Jingchen didn't look at the painting paper on the easel, but quietly raised his eyes to look at Qi Ran's face.

Gu Jingchen half-knelt on the ground, hugged Qi Ran's waist tightly, and almost greedily absorbed the taste of her body, this was his Ranran.

This is their apartment number seventy-seven.

Qi Ran was teary-eyed, looking at Gu Jingchen's almost obsessive appearance in his memories, and he was distressed.

"Ranran, if I come back sooner, will we be the same as before."

Staying in this small studio, only each other, living leisurely every day, he tolerates all her little willfulness, and she takes care of his daily life.

They draw together and read books together......

But there are no ifs in reality.

Qi Ran didn't speak, this feeling was too deep, it had been deeply rooted in the bone marrow for so many years, but fate played tricks on them again and again.

Gu Jingchen closed his eyes, and his wheezing sound clearly sounded in Qi Ran's ears, very heavy.

At the age of 18, Qi Ran handed himself over to the person he loved the most, and he was resolute and resolute.

The skin on her neck was warm, and it was Gu Jingchen's tears that dripped on her neck.

Gu Jingchen found the softness, looked at this face that he thought about day and night, and gently held her cheeks with one hand.

On the cold lips, kissed Qi Ran's red.

For many days and nights, he wanted to give up, and he struggled countless times with those painful treatment processes.

To be alive is to want to have another chance to love you well.