That night, Gu Zhibai's dream turned into a pouring rain.

The night was dark, and there were only a few small lights left in the distance in the unfamiliar city.

The heart-rending cry seemed to come through time and space, hitting the depths of his soul hard.

It was that voice again, inexplicably familiar to him......

He had a splitting headache, but there was no way for him to wake up from his dream.

The rain crashed against the window, and a cold dampness spilled on his face, causing him to curl up in the futon, trying to escape the cold that penetrated his bone marrow.

Who are you and why are you crying......

Is it because of the leaf manberry?

He clenched his palms and cursed in his mind with what little sanity he had left.

She brought it all on herself, and I won't save her!

Not only will I not save her, but I will completely destroy her!

Damn the heroine, damn fate, he will never allow the fact that Anyang will die!

His past was rotten and dark enough, and Anyang was a rare sunflower blooming in his life.

He chased the light she brought in the darkness, and all he wanted was that person to smile at him from now on......

The crying in his sleep became more and more intense, and when Gu Zhibai finally struggled to wake up, he raised his hand and touched it to find that his face was full of tears.

He hated the dream, the cry of despair, but how could he not be like that......

Cold tears rolled down his eyes, his hair clenched in pain, his brain swelling with weakness from the grief of the night.

"Year after year, are you feeling better?"

Trembling and sending out these words, Gu Zhibai sat on the bed silently, hating himself for only staying here at the moment.

He really wanted to go to the hospital, to see if she was really safe.

But Qi Yanshen was over there, and he didn't dare to take risks.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Seeing An Yang's fingers quickly fiddle with the text message, Qi Yanshen, who was guarding the side, changed his face slightly. Maybe An Yang didn't notice that the smile on the corner of her mouth was slightly upturned, making the whole person's state soft and warm from the inside out.

He woke up from Anyang, and he didn't know how many words of comfort he said, but he couldn't let her go easily.

His eyes swept thoughtfully across the phone screen, he couldn't hold back his emotions, and asked, "Who sent the message, it's rare to see you happy." ”

An Yang moved his lips, hesitated for a while, but said without concealment: "My boyfriend." ”

Qi Yanshen's body stiffened, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed An Yang's arm, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"Uh," An Yang was surprised by his reaction and smiled slightly embarrassed, "I don't want to hide it because you saved me, and I'm afraid that you will make a mistake, I have a boyfriend." ”

"When is it, how do I not know?!" Qi Yanshen stared at An Yang's eyes, but the more he looked at it, the more his heart sank.

"It seems that this has nothing to do with you," An Yang pulled out his arm, and the warmth on his face disappeared without a trace, "I am grateful that you saved me, and I will ...... in the future"

"Don't talk to me," Qi Yanshen stood up abruptly, his fingers pressed his temples, "I didn't mean that. I didn't expect anything in return for helping you. I'm sorry, I'm a little messed up right now......"

An Yang saw that the blood on his face had faded, as if he was a little uncomfortable, and the trace of irritability that had risen in his heart before was forced to suppress it.

The oppressive atmosphere in the ward made Qi Yan fidget.

He tugged at his collar a little anxiously and re-flipped through the inspection report he got today, "Fortunately, you didn't drink much, and you should be discharged from the hospital after another day of rest." ”