"Guan Xi, remember the deadline, I'll only wait for you for two days." Zhao Qi said this, in fact, he was afraid that something would happen to him. If she guessed correctly, what Guan Xi had to do in the past two days should be related to that game.

Guan Xi didn't answer or look back, so he left. He couldn't give her any promises if he wasn't sure.

In the past few days, Lu Huainian began to dream of Deng Chuan day after day. For a long time, as long as he forgot about Deng Chuan a little, once it was mentioned, Lu Huainian's suppressed guilt would become heavier and even doubled.

And then there's this: after nightfall, the things in his dreams will be more terrifying.

In the dream, Deng Chuan was wrapped in burning flames, hot, and approached him step by step. He couldn't see any appearance and form except for the firelight, but Lu Huainian in the dream recognized him as Deng Chuan.

The closer Deng Chuan got to him, the clearer Lu Huainian heard the words he muttered. "I hurt, I hurt, I hurt~"

Lu Huainian went crazy and wanted to extinguish the fire on Deng Chuan's body, but every time he took a step closer, the fire on Deng Chuan's body became more intense.

The more sad and painful that "I hurt" sounded.

"Lu Huainian, I hurt~" At this time, Lu Huainian's powerlessness is the most ruthless weapon to suppress him, Lu Huainian was defeated again and again, Lu Huainian was so painful that he trembled all over, he wanted to speak but couldn't spit out a word.

Seeing Deng Chuan being swallowed up by the fire little by little, Deng Chuan's two forearms fell from that piece of firelight, and the fire that shrouded the forearms gradually dissipated after they fell to the ground.

He said: "Lu Huainian, you take this, it's all burnt, I don't want it." ”

Deng Chuan turned into ashes in front of him, the red fire became darker and darker, and Lu Huainian's dream became pitch black, without a trace of light.

Lu Huainian has been empty, the weight of his forearms is getting heavier and heavier, and he is so happy that he cried, because at this moment he has more forearms in his dream, although it is broken, but he grows in his own flesh and blood.

I knew it was just a dream, but I didn't know how real it was.

In the dream, Lu Huainian touched his arm over and over again, flesh and blood, no longer a hard prosthetic arm, and no longer ten fingers that can never be moved.

In the dream, he stretched out his ten fingers, bent them, and repeated them no less than dozens of times. Whether it's fake or not, at least it can remind him of how he feels as a normal person.

At the happiest moment, the burning pain in his forearm spread throughout his body, and the weight of Lu Huainian's forearm suddenly disappeared.

After being beaten back to reality after being extremely happy, Lu Huainian woke up from his dream again.

He knew that Deng Chuan's tomb was a clothed mound, and several of his clothes were buried in it. There is also a pair of small arms buried in the land next to Lu Huainian, which Lu Huainian owes him.

He had also searched for the fireworks factory after it exploded, but there was nothing but ruins. Rescuers also searched and rescued for several days, and finally defined: it is impossible for people to survive in such a harsh environment.

In that explosion, except for Lu Huainian, no one had already survived. All the search and rescue personnel were asked the same question: "Have Deng Chuan's remains been found?" ”

Their answers were all completely unanimous: Deng Chuan's position was at the center of the explosion. Coupled with the fact that time has passed, the chance of finding the complete remains is almost zero, and they will definitely do their best to search for them.

There was no way to recall that his migraine had happened again, Lu Huainian sat up and sobered himself up and got out of bed.

Because I was in a hurry, my knee hit the foot of the bed.

Xia Yuan heard the movement and hurried from next door. "Huainian, what's wrong?"

Lu Huainian glanced at the suitcase, if he remembered correctly, the medicine for insomnia and headache should be there. "You can get the medicine from the compartment of the suitcase for me."

"Isn't it half a month since you stopped taking the drug? Why did you suddenly ...... again?" Realizing that his words were a bit much, Xia Yuan quickly walked to Lu Huainian's suitcase and opened the compartment of the suitcase.

A few bottles and cans lay there quietly, and their familiarity with them made Xia Yuan quickly divide the number of grains even without asking, and took a glass of water for him, put the straw and placed it at the head of the bed. "Do you need my help?"

"No, just let it go, you can go back and rest."

After Xia Yuan left, Lu Huainian leaned over and took all the pills on the table into his mouth, and the glass of water also bottomed out. He hated the bitterness of medicine, but he never stopped.

This time, the headache was obviously a little heavier than the previous times, and the first few times he endured it a little, even if he was a little struggling, he could barely get through it, but this time, Lu Huainian directly chose to take medicine.

Because, beyond the limit of what the body can bear.

I don't know why, he really wanted to hear Zhao Qi's voice now, and glanced at the clock in the hotel bedroom, two o'clock in the morning.

She should be sleeping soundly by now.

The pain in his head continued for a while, and Lu Huainian stared at the mobile phone on the bedside table and couldn't take his eyes off.

The big arm skillfully swiped across the mobile phone screen, clicked on the contact, and Zhao Qi's name appeared directly in the first place on the WeChat page.

Zhao Qi didn't fall asleep, there was a news material to be used tomorrow, and the contents of her computer files had just been sorted out.

The prompt of the WeChat phone suddenly sounded in the silent night, which frightened Zhao Qi. In the middle of the night, there was still someone calling her on WeChat?

When he saw Lu Huainian's three words, Zhao Qi was full of question marks?

Lu Huainian's business trip is not abroad, and there is no problem of jet lag at all, and this kind of thing has never happened to Lu Huainian when he calls her in the early morning.

In just two seconds, countless speculations had flashed through Zhao Qi's mind.

Lu Huainian's dull voice came from the other side, "Zhao Qi, have you slept?" ”

"No, I just stayed up late to finish writing a manuscript. Lu Huainian, is there something wrong with you? ”

It's false to say that she is not worried, during this time, she was only busy with her father's affairs, and completely ignored Lu Huainian, because of Mu Lang's affairs, even Zhao Qi didn't have time to see him off at the airport when he went on a business trip.

The number of times he took the initiative to contact him was even rarer, and Zhao Qi was still slowly learning to accept the identity of Lu Huainian's girlfriend.

A pain came from the right brain, and Lu Huainian snorted.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I accidentally knocked it. I just want to hear your voice, don't stay up late, go to bed early. ”

"Lu Huainian, you are so smart, let me ask you if something is good?"

"Well, let's talk about it."

"If a friend's family member hurts someone who is important to you, will you choose to forgive that friend?"

She didn't really ask this question to know if she should forgive, but to ask someone to give her an excuse to make a decision. Forgive, she may feel sorry for her family, unforgive for her friend.

"You said that a friend's family hurt your family, did your friend directly hurt your family? If not, then why does she have to be forgiven by you? Even if he didn't do anything wrong, all the anger would be directed at him, and who would he forgive? People can never guess clearly, if it is just as simple as the word forgiveness, many problems are not a problem.

Zhao Qi, don't force yourself, if you don't want to forgive, it doesn't matter if you hate it in your heart, if you are tired, you will naturally forgive if you want to let go. ”