As a secret in the army, even the top leader of the hospital probably didn't get any news

Lin Bai's hurried pace was like raindrops, and he shuttled through the hospital quickly and came to the special ward located on the top floor.

Pulling open the door of this ward specially set up for special status, there was no trace of life in the corridor where the air was condensed, and Lin Bai's footsteps were so loud in this silent environment.

As the ward slowly closed the distance, Lin Bai's heart gradually sank. Her sixth sense was pounding, telling her that the worst she had imagined had become a reality.

Standing outside the ward, Lin Bai, who was already at the bottom of the valley, raised and lowered his hand, and for the first time realized that there was a life-and-death parting that he did not want to face.

The door is finally opened, and you are greeted by a room of suffocation, where white is the symbol of holiness, but here, it is the opposite side of death.

There was a body lying on the hospital bed, it was the man Lin Bai had seen, and judging from the figure that had not changed much, Dongfang Yi had not suffered too many setbacks before leaving.

In this regard, Lin Bai actually had a feeling of luck, after all, he was the man who stood at the center of all the lives of the pastoral song.

Hearing the sound of someone approaching, the pastoral song, which had lost its five senses, was pulled back into his thoughts.

"Didn't I say that no one was allowed to come in?"

The weak voice was almost transparent, haggard like a leaf knocked off by the wind, forced to leave the support of the tree, broken and scattered, mixed with vicissitudes and earth. Sadness is nothing, what is more maddening than sadness is the reality that cannot be recovered.

"Pastoral..."

The cold and gentle voice echoed in the room, and I don't know how long it meandered before breaking into the ears of the lost man.

Turning his head stiffly like a machine, Lin Bai's heart was shocked by a pale face as paper, and the bloodless lips represented that the pastoral had not replenished his body for a long time.

"Lin... White..."

In the empty eyes of the madrigal, after seeing the person clearly, he gradually regained a little vitality.

"Yes, it's me, Lin Bai," Lin Bai choked into his stomach, but it was blocked in his heart, and Lin Bai felt cold in pain, "I'm sorry!" I... It's late..."

Lin Bai is a doctor, curing the diseases of the living, and returning the innocence of the dead. But now that she didn't help her best friend, guilt filled her chest with ups and downs, and she was annoyed that she was late.

Pastoral Song raised the corners of his mouth tiredly, it was the saddest smile Lin Bai had ever seen in his life.

"You don't have to feel sorry," his eyes moistened, and he instantly soaked in Madrigal's eyes, and the next second, he said calmly and hysterically like a voice shouting from his chest: "The one to be sorry for is me!" It's me......"

Lin Bai stepped forward and put a hand on the trembling shoulder, she would not comfort anyone, not even herself. Except through such a simple touch, Lin Bai didn't know what kind of behavior he should make.

"It's not your fault." Lin Bai said: "According to the East... Yi's character, the things he doesn't let people know, even you, won't find out. ”

Cautiously, every word of every sentence, Lin Bai said cautiously and nervously, despite how rational she analyzed it in her mind, she still hesitated for half a minute when she mentioned the name.

"No, it's my fault!"

Tears are the outlet for sadness, but the sadness of the pastoral song seems to have no end, so we have to let the tears flood the original heroic figure, like a flood of branches and buds, soaking the rhizome.

"How could I be so careless, he has come to see me so many times before, but I don't know it." The object of the murmuring is not like talking to Lin Bai, but more like a person who is doing confession in the church, his hands are clenched, and his heart is struggling. The object of the pastoral confiding is herself.

She is competing with herself, at this time, even if she knows that the matter has come to this, it has nothing to do with her. You also have to put it on your head hard and do everything possible. It seems that in this way, we can deepen the bond between each other, and prevent life and death from tearing off the hanging thread.

Lin Bai understands the current state of Madrigal, and only analyzes it from the knowledge she has gained from her past excellent medical fields, such as the abnormal behavior of human grief.

Her rigid and rigid way of understanding comes from the environment in which she grew up alone, and there is no one else around her to be the reference research object of this event, which leads to the heartbreak in the face of the madrigal, which she cannot understand, but she is eager to play the role of a friend, and she can only flip through the books in her head.

"Pastoral, none of this is your reason, you don't have to be so guilty."

Turning the books in his brain into barcodes, Lin Bai only said these words in the end, which sounded general and unproductive.

"He said he wanted me to leave the army and wanted me to live the life of an ordinary girl." Pastoral Ge didn't seem to hear Lin Bai's persuasion, and continued to say to himself: "I'm angry, I think he's tired of me, hehe~ Why am I so stupid?" It turned out that he was afraid that he would know at that time that he would not live long..."

A smile is a reaction of happiness, excitement, pleasure, satisfaction, and all positive emotions, which is the book information in Lin Bai's mind.

But at this time, she suddenly realized that the things in the books came from the ordinary and common situations above the percentage. And the current pastoral song educates Lin Bai while being heartbroken, and there is a smile that represents a series of negative emotions such as regret, chagrin, helplessness, etc., and it is vividly expressed.

It's heart-wrenching!

"Pastoral..."

"He came to see me, I was happy in my heart, but I said such mean things to him," his eyes, which were already red with tears, slowly fell on the man who had long been lifeless, as if he could still hear it, and said to Dongfang Yi: "You must have been very angry with me at that time, right?" Why don't you scold me? Or just beat me up! ”

Lin Bai realized that his words were too simple, or that the sadness of the pastoral song was too strong, and he had already made the conversation between the two of them two parallel lines.

Lin Bai was like a desperate consolation, while Pastoral Song imprisoned himself in the iron fence of self-care. There is no point of intersection between the two.

Everyone's sadness and sadness have a flashpoint, which is different. Lin Bai was short of resources around her, so she didn't know where the other people's burst point was, but she was sure that Pastoral Song was the apex of the liver and spleen at this moment.

The catharsis pressed in the throat is an escalation of hysterical shouting, and the shriveled body that has been evacuated has no way to even have the strength to call the sky and grab the earth, as if the staccato voice shouted from the depths of the soul said: "I regret it! Dongfang Yi, I said I really regret it, I shouldn't have left you chose to leave... I'm back, and so are you... Good no good? ”

Regret is a common occurrence when expectations of things are not being met.

There are some regrets, and there is still a chance to make up for it with a sigh of loss. But the pastoral song has no room for redemption.

The cold corpse will not respond to the expectations of the living, no matter how many sincere objects have been given to them in life.

Higher education taught Lin Bai how to restrain her emotions, and the major of medicine allowed her to turn all her emotions and desires into a reasonable dogma.

This is the fundamental reason why Lin Bai is so cold in the eyes of outsiders, maybe she herself did not expect that she would one day be manipulated by those emotions that made her rationalize, such as now.

"Enough! Pastoral, he's dead! ”

How bitter it seems to narrate the facts in the case of extreme sadness, but Lin Bai's sharpness is more than that.

"Do you want me to explain to you what death is? Death is the termination of the body's vital activities and metabolism. ”

"It is the complete cessation of the blood circulation of the person, the termination of the pulse, the cessation of breathing."

"Complete and permanent irreversible loss and termination of all functions, including the brainstem."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Bai summed up his sudden lesson on death, "It is the end of the relationship between the living and the dead, and it is the end of the life of Pastoral and Dongfang Yi. ”

I don't know if it was Lin Bai's outburst that touched the madrigal, or if her messy nerves suddenly caught up with a line called reason, and she actually stopped crying after Lin Bai's tirade.

"End of Life ......"

Pastoral Song silently repeats these words, as if trying to understand the meaning through the layers of analysis of the brain.

Seeing the slightly effective Lin Bai, as a doctor, she naturally knew how to track the patient's later treatment, so she continued while the iron was hot: "Yes, Dongfang Yi will not appear again in this life, you can choose to continue to guard a lifeless corpse and grab the sky, or, you may want to do something more meaningful,"

Lin Bai and Pastoral had not seen each other for nearly two years, she was not a fortune teller under the overpass, and she had no idea what other meaningful things Pastoral had to do.

The reason why she said this is equivalent to some white lies told by nurses in order to increase the confidence of patients to be cured during the nursing stage.

Pastoral looked at Lin Bai blankly, as if he definitely agreed with Lin Bai's proposal, and his brain, which had been stagnant for a long time, began to operate again.

"You're right, Dongfang Yi must not want to see me like a down-and-out wild dog, because I was the object of pride in his eyes."

Between the words, there was obviously hope for life, and Lin Bai was glad that his flyback method played a positive role, rather than a negative progression.

Lin Bai followed the pastoral words and said: "Yes, you are the pride in his eyes, the indestructible super-A excellence in your heart, how can you tell him to take away the disappointment!" ”

Scenes of Dongfang Yi's teachings flashed in the mind of the pastoral like a slide, as if to warn the motivation for the pastoral life to continue.

"Lin Bai, I want to ask you to perform an autopsy for Dongfang Yi!"

Lin Bai smiled and only said one word: "Good!" ”

For the dead, grief is human nature, and even in the case of rational analysis, it is an erotic desire that cannot be suppressed.

But the dead should not be the reason for sinking, but the spur of the living to move forward bravely and the driving force for a better life.