Regain a sense of responsibility

Before Zhou Fan opened his eyes, he smelled the strong smell of disinfectant water.

If you can smell it, you are alive.

This person wants to die, and if he can't die, it's a kind of sorrow.

I don't feel pain when I'm dead, my leg!

She barely opened her eyes, white walls, white windows, and a yellowish hair with zongzi color.

Shilang, it's him.

That's right, it was he who carried himself all the way that day, and then he didn't know it.

"Shilang"

Her voice was faint, so light that only she could hear.

She moved her arm, and the pain returned.

As soon as his hand touched his hair, he woke up.

His trademark smile again.

"Wake up, what's wrong?"

Zhou Fan shook her head vigorously.

"Hungry?"

She still shook her head.

Shi Lang looked at her haggard face, a little more pale, and her lips were chapped.

Shi Lang unscrewed the mineral water and gently lifted her up from her back. He did it behind her, leaning her body against her body and bringing mineral water to her mouth.

Zhou Fan twisted his head to the side.

"Drink some water"

“……”

Shi Lang had physical contact with her for the first time, she was so thin, he could feel her bones when he leaned on himself.

Her face turned to the side, her collarbone more pronounced. Particularly thin.

"You want to end your life."

"Hmm"

This 'hmm' was heard.

"And now?"

"Hmm"

"Hmmm"

With a faint reproach in his voice, Shilang brushed the hair from her face with his hand.

She has white hair, on either side of her ears, piercing her eyes.

Zhou Fan closed his eyes and didn't think about anything.

"It's almost dawn, let's sleep again!"

Shilang gently put her on the bed and put her head on the pillow, trying to make her feel as comfortable as possible.

I thought that I would be free from this and get rid of the pain of this world, but it seems that I don't know if my longevity is not over, or if my responsibility is not completed, and I want to experience this pain again.

But this pain is really unbearable.

Zhou Fan frowned, and his hand involuntarily grasped the sheets.

Shilang really wanted to do something for her, but now he couldn't do anything, so he could only see her endure it alone.

Shi Xuan wore work clothes and came to Zhou Fan's ward, his dark eyes full of exhaustion.

"Are you awake?"

"Hmm," Shiro nodded.

"Sleeping Again"

"Yes" said with a sigh of relief and walked out of the disease.

Hong Yu was busy in the kitchen early in the morning. There's nothing more mouth-watering than a bowl of surimi porridge that is smooth and delicious.

I tasted the taste, not salty and not light, just right. This is the first time I have prepared breakfast for a woman. Do it with extra care.

But Zhou Fan's surgery, do it or not? Yes, she will inevitably be busier without the store. If you don't do it, you have to do it sooner or later.

The fresh air wants people to breathe enough at a time, which is a kind of luxury, and it is not available everywhere.

The big tree in the hospital parking lot made free parasols for Hong Yu's car, and served diligently without regrets.

There is a maple tree in front of the ward, and the leaves are still so bright green, and there is no change in autumn at all.

The ward building was bustling with people, shuttling non-stop.

Hong Yu, who wanted to take the elevator, was forced to the staircase by the passenger with suspicious eyes. Step by step, it is difficult to climb up.

The third floor is easy for a person of normal weight, but for him, it is like letting him climb the Great Wall.

Waving like rain, his breath was steady, and he was holding on to the wall in the corridor. I can't take a single step.

He used his mobile phone to call Shilang and asked Shilang to pick him up.

Shilang couldn't stand it anymore and said, "If you don't lose weight, you'll really be wasted." ”

"It's easy to say, but it's so easy." He said, waving his fan-like hands.

"Diet pills, slimming tea, or liposuction for weight loss, you choose the same."

Shi Lang was already about to arrive at the door of the ward and dropped this sentence.

"If you want to kill me, why don't I do it?" Hong Yu angrily stepped away from his suffering leg and walked in the direction of the ward.

"Awake"

Shilang smiled, holding the thermos bucket in his hand.

"Hmm"

Zhou Fan looked at him, he was a little different, his hair was messy, and the beard on his face could be clearly seen with the naked eye, which he had never had before.

Is it because of me again? I didn't ask you to do anything for me.

Zhou Fan woke up. Try the fish porridge I cooked for you, and I'm sure you'll eat it this time and want to eat it again and again. ”

Hong Yu took the thermos bucket in Shi Lang's hand and glared at Shi Lang, as if to say, what are you doing, don't give her food,

Zhou Fan really didn't want to see the two of them, so he closed his eyes again.

He didn't pay me a salary, he secretly studied my underwear, I didn't even have money to buy sanitary napkins, and I was tired like a dog every day, and I didn't even have personal freedom.

Metamorphosis, two hundred and five.

"Don't you want to eat?"

Shi Lang and Hong Yu stood side by side in front of the hospital bed, waiting for her to speak.

"I want to be discharged" Zhou Fan's voice was very small, very small. But there is firmness and stubbornness in the voice.

"Well, what about the steel plates on your knees? Do you have surgery? ”

Hong Yu's tone was different from usual, and he was more gentle today.

"I want to be discharged from the hospital" Zhou Fan still said the same thing.

"Okay, discharge." Hong Yu said and put the porridge on the bedside table.

Shi Lang glared at him with a look of blame.

Hong Yu glared back at him with his eyes, as if to say, you have a way to say it.

But you can't just be discharged from the hospital!

Isn't there no way?

The two big men were completely out of line and went through the discharge procedures.

Shilang was about to help her up, but she refused.

Holding the handrails on the hospital bed, I used all the strength in my body to do it.

She didn't eat a drop of water for two days, and coupled with the physical pain, her face was even worse. The knee also protested disobediently, bent slightly, and the pain instantly spread to no part of the body.

One leg of the jeans was missing, the calf was exposed, and the knee was wrapped in gauze. This knee is really interesting, always trying to get people's attention.

Even the bend hurts so much, how do I go down, how do I go back.

I'm not even afraid of death, am I still afraid of the pain? This stinky skin is nothing more than a shell, a possession of a soul.

"Aren't you leaving?" Hong Yu held the list and gasped.

No one responded to him, and Shi Lang looked at Zhou Fan.

"Grinding and chirping." Hong Yu began to initiate a chatter.

Zhou Fan got out of bed silently, and as soon as the injured leg stepped on the ground, he was picked up by Shi Lang. Strode out of the room.

Hong Yu took the thermos bucket and chased after him and shouted, "Slow down." ”

There were only them in the elevator, and Shilang's eyes were deep, like a bottomless pit that could not be seen.

"If you want to commit suicide, it's better not to do it in front of me, your parents gave birth to you, and you haven't repaid their nurturing kindness, you let them send white-haired people to black-haired people, unconsciously cruel! If you really die, we can't get rid of our responsibilities, think about your uncle will let us go? ”

Shilang's words are not unreasonable, but his parents have been dead for many years, as for his uncle, his uncle must be sad when he dies, but now that he has Hong Ling by his side, he won't be sad for too long, I chose to be hit by a car, and it has nothing to do with you if I die.

The elevator door opened, and Shilang carried her step by step towards the parking lot.

Growing so big, in addition to being hugged by his uncle, he was actually held by this pervert.

Just think about it and make a belly fire.

"Put me down, don't you hear me." Zhou Fan ordered him.

"No, what if you crash again?"

Shilang walked to the side to give the car enough distance to travel.

"If you are killed, you are happy, and others will be miserable. This fat man, why is it so slow. ”

Shilang sweated on his forehead and stretched his neck to look for Hong Yu.

"You put me down and go find him." Zhou Fan struggled.

"Don't move, I see him."

Hong Yu trotted all the way, sweating, and trembling with the fat all over his body, when he came to the hospital today, the amount of activity had exceeded his daily amount.

"Hurry up and you're going to die, don't you see that I'm still holding her?"

Shilang was loud and reproachful.

Hong Yu opened the door, Shilang put Zhou Fan in the back seat of the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt, and sat in the co-pilot seat again.

The shirt on his back was wet and stuck to his back, and sweat dripped down his hair onto the collar of his shirt, which immediately changed color like a chameleon.

Zhou Fan turned his head outside, not looking at their embarrassed appearance, this is partly due to his own reasons, if it weren't for himself, they wouldn't be like this, but he was not miserable by them.

People were coming and going on the street, young men and women holding hands, and I didn't know what they were talking about. There are also men holding children, and women next to them holding sun umbrellas for them, and the family of three is warm and harmonious.

The green light came on, and the car continued to move forward.

"Zhou Fan, you have been resting at home recently, and you will go to work when your injury is healed." Hong Yu turned the steering wheel and looked at both sides.

"No, I'm on strike, when will I be paid, when will I go to work?"

Zhou Fan looked out the window, and said without knowing where the strength came from.

"You haven't finished your studies yet, and you'll have to wait for the salary."

"I didn't learn anything, did I do less than them?"

"If I say no, I can't do it, it's not negotiable." Hong Yu's tone was like that of a judge, and there was no room for negotiation.

There was a dead silence in the car.

Car accidents happen every day, and people die every day, but how can the bastard in front of him live well, doesn't it mean that God has eyes, how can he open his eyes? Let this damn fat man suffer a little bit of guilt, too. is worthy of us poor people, Zhou Fan's thoughts are very vicious, and he is not forced by him.

The cherry trees are lush and leafy, providing shade to the houses and bringing shade to the people. The children under the tree are chasing after me, playing games happily, and their faces are full of laughter, like little angels.

My children are no worse than each of them, even better.

Nan Nan was very considerate when she was very young, and she knew how to wipe my sweat with a towel when it was hot, and wash her own socks. Every time I quarrel with the army, I always help me every day, and I have two intimate little padded jackets, which are enviable.

Now I am alone, I can't return to China, I can't die if I want to, and I am bullied by the two bastards, Zhou Fan's eyes are blurred.

The car stopped at the door of the 'home', and Zhou Fan dared to wipe away his tears.

Shilang took her down, gently placed her on the ground, and helped her.

"You're crying." His voice was not high, revealing a hint of reluctance.

"I didn't."

"Don't care about Hong Yu's words, he just likes duplicity, and sometimes he doesn't speak through his brain."

Zhou Fan's foot was just about to enter the house, but he stopped again.

I am in this foreign land where I have no relatives, and now I am about to start my miserable life again, and I will be under their control as soon as I step in, but where can I go? I still think that one day I will be able to pick up Lu Xiang and her mother-in-law and them out of the mountains and adopt a child, this idea is like an unrealistic dream.

The sun rose higher and warmer, and it happily kissed every corner of the courtyard. shined on Zhou Fan's legs, body, and hair.

It doesn't matter if it's windy or rainy, the sun still shines on the earth, day after day, year after year.

This is a perfectly normal law of nature.

Since I decided to take them out of the mountains, I will stay the course.

My little life looks like I'm going to keep it going.

Zhou Fan lifted his feet and walked into 'home'.