Gu Wei finally left the hospital, and after he glanced at Si Wei through the glass of the ward from a distance, he walked out of the hospital building alone.

The back is lonely, and the street lamp lengthens his shadow, and it looks a little desolate.

The streets were deserted, except for the sound of his rhythmic footsteps.

Gu Wei knew that he would eventually lose to his own self-righteousness.

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Although Si Fang's life was saved, he lay in a coma on the hospital bed for six days, like a living dead, only breathing.

Shine helped Jiang Yihuai sign up for a talent show a few months ago, because he has a good foundation and has the popularity base of He Yilin's birthday party before, so he was quickly selected.

The variety show is ready to start recording next month, so he has been preparing to practice songs and dances for the past few days.

Although there was such a large amount of training, Jiang Yihuai still insisted on visiting Si Fang every day, took her hand and sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly told her what had happened recently.

Doctors say talking to the patient is likely to wake her up sooner.

The doctor said that Si Fang was completely out of danger, and the reason why there was no sign of waking up now was only because she didn't want to wake up.

She has too much resentment towards the world.

Today is the seventh day of her coma, Jiang Yihuai still sat down on the chair next to her bed as usual, gently combed her hair, and whispered: "The hair is blocking the eyes, if you don't get up, I will take scissors and cut off your bangs." ”

His words, though threatening, were intimate and gentle, sounding heart-wrenching.

"I've been practicing all day today too, nothing special."

"Qin Xiaoran was forcibly locked up at home by her grandfather to recuperate, but it doesn't matter, she still misses you very much."

"Xiao Xiao also came to see you yesterday, and she said she felt sorry, although she asked me to tell you, but ah, she was really crying."

"You're going to wake up quickly, huh? As long as you wake up, you can do whatever you want me to do. ”

He gently kissed the back of her hand, a dragonfly kiss, but with too much attachment and reluctance.

"Is it really okay to do anything?" A hoarse voice rang out, and his throat was torn apart, as if he hadn't drunk water in the desert for days.

Obviously, she had been looking forward to waking up for so long, but when she really spoke, Jiang Yihuai was stunned and didn't react at all.

Si Wei noticed that there was no movement over there, so she slowly opened her eyes, adapted to the light that was very dazzling to her, looked at Jiang Yihuai beside the bed, and watched his outline change from blurry to clear little by little.

"What's wrong?" She whispered, "Didn't you say you would do whatever I wanted you to do?" ”

"First of all, I really hope you don't cut off my hair." Her voice didn't seem to be able to get used to talking so much at once, and every word was like the sound of a cassette in an old-fashioned record player.

"Also, you have to make it through the draft."

His face pressed against the back of her hand, and he could feel something hot and moist dripping onto the back of her hand, burning her.

She pulled her hand out of his, wiped the tears from his face little by little, and said, "People who are going to be adults in a few months, what are you crying about?" ”

Jiang Yihuai grabbed her hand tightly again, put her hand on her face, and said in a trembling voice: "I thought..."

He said half a sentence, and the last few words were drowned in his choked throat.