After surviving the winter, spring will not be far away. The dead remains are buried in the snow of the old year and take root, exuding a rich green fragrance in the new year.

What is the spring like in Changnan, the spring in London is very green and gentle.

Green is hope, so spring is a season of hope.

The Yayin sent by the spring breeze for ten miles, who is singing in the distance? Gently tapped my heart.

Who is on the other side of Makino playing the flute accompaniment? Ying Ying filled my waiting time.

I streaked on my feet and looked out in a daze, waiting for someone to call me from afar.

This end of Makino is the mouth of an insect that awakens everything in the world.

The good times of spring have opened their eyes,

All things in the world have awakened,

Yanghe, I've called you thousands of times, and you still won't wake up?

Jiang Xiaomian pushed Chi Yanghe and walked in the spring full of sunshine, the sunlight sprinkled every pore on her body, she comfortably closed her eyes and looked up in the direction of the strong light, as if there was no trouble, and there was no noise in her ears, and the pleasant warmth was filled with every particle of dust in the air...

She thought to herself, no wonder Chi Yanghe doesn't want to wake up, even I don't want to open my eyes!

The sun shone on the earth, and the stones were infected with every heat. Jiang Xiaomian picked up some stones of different shapes by the stream, and built a small castle like playing with mud when he was a child, and his innocence was in it.

"Yanghe, do you know where we are now? There are green fields all around, and those colorful flowers have just stretched their beautiful petals, which is very beautiful! It's a pity that you won't open your eyes to look at them, and I want to describe to you how beautiful the flowers are but can't name them. Blooming in the spring sun, like a fragrant child of light. ”

Jiang Xiaomian looked at the castle that had been piled up by the stream just now, and continued to say to him: "There is also a small stream here, the water will come alive after the winter snow melts, and the stream singing is the melodious sound of Lingling. I picked up a lot of stones by the stream and built a castle for you with mud. Do you think this kind of thing is familiar? I've heard Sally say that you loved this stuff when you were younger. Oh, I'm imagining your childlike appearance when you build the castle, and will you also think about marrying a girl you like in the future..."

When Jiang Xiaomian finished the phonetic word "pass the door", Chi Yanghe seemed to hear it, because Jiang Xiaomian noticed that his hand was moving, and it seemed to be responding to what she said.

I don't know if it's her delusion, Jiang Xiaomian used all the nerves in her body to perceive, and she couldn't perceive anything. She didn't believe it was her own delusion, certainly not.

Jiang Xiaomian happily called him several times, as if he was frequently waking up a snooze person in the early morning. It's a pity that Chi Yanghe was too snooze, and she still didn't succeed.

But Jiang Xiaomian knew that Chi Yanghe must be conscious, so he immediately took him to the hospital for an examination.

But Dr. Jefferson said that Chi Yanghe was not abnormal, and all tests were stable, and he was not sure when he would wake up.

Very disappointing answer. Jiang Xiaomian was a little angry, why can't you tell when the patient is awake, don't you boast of your medical skills?

Anger is anger, and words must not be said so dissatisfied.

"Dr. Jefferson, I noticed his fingers move just now when I took Yang He to the field, is it all in vain?" Jiang Xiaomian took Jefferson's hand, almost breaking his hand, and Sally was also beside Jiang Xiaomian to help him speak.

"What Xiaomian said must be true, Dr. Jefferson, when will my brother wake up, you must save him..."

Jefferson soothed their emotions: "Please calm down, the patient is the first time to reflect this kind of perception, which is indeed a considerable phenomenon in medical terms, but it does not mean that he will wake up immediately, you accompany the patient to chat more and relax, I believe he will definitely wake up in time." ”

In time? Is the Year of the Monkey the month of the horse a long time?

Jiang Xiaomian set her eyes on the quiet Chi Yanghe, her eyes watery like a pool of clear lake water about to flow out. Chi Yanghe must have heard everyone talking, he must be struggling to see everyone as soon as possible...

In the following time, Jiang Xiaomian did not leave Chi Yanghe almost 24 hours a day, often holding his hand to tell him stories, telling the past and the future...

The month of March is coming to an end, and the days come to a halt on March 19th.

Jiang Xiaomian opened the curtains in Chi Yang and the room, and the morning sun was crowded and jumped on her face, and the beauty of the day was brought by these warm small molecules.

She remembered that the weather forecast said that there would be rain today, and such a clear sky did not look like rain at all, but she knew that it would definitely rain today. Tsk, how many people who don't carry umbrellas have to be deceived by this pretense, the weather in Britain is so changeable.

Jiang Xiaomian walked to Chi Yang and the bedside, and laughed at him slightly: "I'm all up, you can't get up as a big man, be careful to lie down as an old man, then no one wants you!" ”

Chi Yanghe did not answer Jiang Xiaomian.

He was always like this, quietly listening to people talking to him, and he didn't say a word, making Jiang Xiaomian seem to be talking to himself.

That's right, Jiang Xiaomian stretched out her fingers and counted them, and after March, she talked to herself for more than half a year.

Thinking that it had been more than half a year, Jiang Xiaomian couldn't help but want to scold him: Chi Yanghe, you have a kind! You're so ruthless!

He didn't get up and talk back.

"Yanghe, you know what? Tomorrow is a special day, but you have slept for so long, you don't know that another year has passed, and tomorrow I will be a year older. You're the first person I know who has the heart to check my birthday, I didn't keep the birthday gift you gave me last year, and I returned it to the Red Spinning Gallery when I left Changnan, so this year I'm waiting for you to send me another gift! Sally gave me a crystal ball early yesterday as a birthday present. ”

Jiang Xiaomian pursed her lips and smiled when she said this, "Heh, she said that it was supposed to be given to me tomorrow, but she couldn't bear it." You think Sally is funny, don't you? Ha, stop laughing, you're not as good as her! Speaking of the painting you gave me, I suddenly wanted to Changnan's kapok, and now I don't know how beautiful it blooms this season, if you don't wake up, I'll go back to enjoy the flowers..."

Jiang Xiaomian stopped and waited for Chi Yanghe's answer...

"Xiaomian, Xiaomian, there is a friend looking for you below, and he said that his name is Xiang Dongyang..."

Sally knocked over and reported loudly, Jiang Xiaomian was startled by the name, stood up from the stool and looked at Sally, as if she didn't hear clearly, "What?" You say that name again..."

"He said his surname is Xiang, Xiang Dongyang, that's right!" Sally didn't know the reason, she also wondered why Jiang Xiaomian was in a daze, thinking that her Chinese pronunciation was not standard.

Even if Sally's Chinese pronunciation is not standard, Jiang Xiaomian can hear it clearly. The hand holding Chi Yanghe slowly let go, and at that moment, she seemed to feel that Chi Yanghe had an invisible force that wanted to hold her strongly.

When Jiang Xiaomian completely let go of his hand, how relaxed it was, and that invisible power seemed to be her own imagination.

"Yanghe, I'll come back when I go, I won't leave......" she told him in his ear, in a sure tone.

Jiang Xiaomian went downstairs to the living room and saw the face that belonged to Xiang Dongyang.

Xiang Dongyang is still the same as Jiang Xiaomian when he saw him for the last time in Changnan, there is not much change, but he is a little fatter, and his skin has become whiter, so it seems that he is living a good life.

Jiang Xiaomian smiled at him slightly, and he also smiled slightly, the two of them had a tacit understanding.

Maybe Changnan is not cold anymore, Xiang Dongyang wore a short-sleeved shirt when he came, and in the spring of London, walking on the street and basking in the sun, he still needs to wear long-sleeved and a coat.

Jiang Xiaomian followed Xiang Dongyang on the road outside the ancient castle, all the way down, a long road, the branches and leaves of the law plane were already very lush in the spring, as if they deliberately wanted to hide their backs in the most beautiful spring.

"Xiaomian, how are you doing in the past six months? I came to London to deal with some things, and I heard Lin Shen say that you are here, so I tried to find the address she gave. ”

With a simple greeting, Jiang Xiaomian was about to forget his voice, she nodded: "I'm fine, what about you?" Is she okay with laughter? Is she still the same as before, unable to think of anything? ”

Jiang Xiaomian asked the last sentence, and he didn't know what he was expecting when he asked this sentence. Looking forward to Li Xiaohuan's recovery, there will be no estrangement between them?

Jiang Xiaomian suddenly thought that his thoughts were terrifying, and even felt that he shouldn't have such thoughts.

And Xiang Dongyang didn't seem to think too much, and still replied with a smile: "We are all very good, Xiaohuan she will be able to completely quit drugs in another year." In the past few days, I have closed the company, partnered with Xu Zifan to open a law firm, and started our old business. ”

Hearing Xiang Dongyang talk about Xu Zifan, Jiang Xiaomian asked by the way: "When did Xu Zifan come back?"

"On the day you left Changnan, don't you know that Zifan is married, can you guess that the wooden and dull Zifan is actually the first one among my college roommates to get married."

Jiang Xiaomian smiled and closed her mouth and didn't speak anymore, because this sentence gave her the feeling that there was something to say, and both of them were a little uncomfortable not being able to continue talking.

No one spoke again.

It seems that there is nothing to say, and it seems to be tacit.

They walked all the time, time so quiet that it was only as subtle as a trickle of water, and even the rustle of the leaves of the trees was muffled by the spring breeze. There is no end to the road ahead, and the green law is also extended.

The sun hung in the east and tilted slightly, their shadows facing west, and in the opposite direction followed the footsteps, reflecting on the ground like the shadow puppet play of the old grandfather, which was probably the last romance. When he walked into the shade of the tree, the shadow also coveted the cool and hid in the shade.

When they finally walked out of the law, the sky began to be gray, and the dreary raindrops could not fall, and the double shadows did not continue, and then went their separate ways.

What a sad picture.

Xiang Dongyang went back to the hotel where he stayed, and when Jiang Xiaomian went back to see Chi Yanghe, he was still lying quietly, and the raindrops began to knock on the window lattice, as if someone was sighing at the window.

"Yanghe, you know what? When Xiang Dongyang came to me, I almost had an impulse to leave with him, I knew that you would be disappointed in me with this kind of thought, even I was disappointed myself, some things were obviously impossible, but I was still daydreaming. This long time with you, I thought that whether you wake up or not, I will be responsible for you in this life. To be on the safe side, you'd better wake up and say a word to keep me, and I won't go, I won't go..."

Maybe it's because people have unlimited motivation when they have a radical general...

At noon, Jiang Xiaomian leaned on the edge of the bed and took a nap for about half an hour, and someone was pulling her fingers in a drowsy state, powerful but also as if weak, like an ant pulling people's fingertips hard to tickle.

When Jiang Xiaomian woke up, he looked up and saw a pair of eyes on the bed shining with tears, and the tips of his fingers were still stretching hard, but they couldn't drive the palm to turn over.

She looked at Chi Yanghe in a daze, he tried his best to open his mouth to say something, but his vocal cords couldn't make a louder sound, and he couldn't make a louder voice, and he couldn't speak in a hoarse voice: "Xiao... Cotton... I... Love you..."

Dreamland? Fantasy? Illusion? …

All kinds of illusory pictures flashed quickly in Jiang Xiaomian's brain, everything was still so unreal, when Jiang Xiaomian realized that it was difficult for dreamers to know that they were dreaming, she dared to believe all this in front of her, and tears rumbled like heavy rain outside the window on the back of Chi Yanghe's hand.

He repeated those five words again, this time it was clearer, and Chi Yanghe's tears fell along with Jiang Xiaomian's tears.

What was more shocking than Chi Yang and waking up was those five words. He had been asleep for so long, and the first thing he said when he woke up was actually calling her name.

"Sally, Sally, Uncle Chi, Chi Yanghe is awake, he is awake! Jiang Xiaomian ran out to call everyone, almost stumbling because she was so excited and excited.

They heard the sound and came over, and everyone stood in a row in front of Chi Yanghe, Chi Yang's eyes turned to look over one by one, blinking the pair of long eyelashes.

"Brother, I'm Sally..."After Sally said a word, Chi Yanghe nodded at her, signaling that he remembered.

"Sen Shane, why don't you speak?" Mrs. Wendy called Chi Yanghe's English name and rubbed his face with her palm.

But Chi Yanghe just didn't talk much, as if he was dumb, and fell asleep very tired with his eyes closed.

in the hospital.

Dr. Jefferson told them that because Chi Yanghe had not communicated with the outside world for a long time, his senses would be dull and reduced, and he would not be as sensitive as a normal person. It will take a period of rehabilitation to recover, so you don't have to worry.

Everyone's hanging heart relaxed.

Jiang Xiaomian stayed in the hospital all night, and when she was bored, she wondered if she should tell Xiang Dongyang the news.

Out of the morality of a friend, I should inform Xiang Dongyang. But Jiang Xiaomian thought too much and deleted the unsent message in the dialog box. I thought that Xiang Dongyang was in London, and one day he would come to the hospital to visit Chi Yanghe, what does it matter if he knew earlier and knew later?

The point is that you shouldn't be notified of this news yourself.

After Jiang Xiaomian put down the phone, he saw Chi Yanghe call him after a slight movement, he slowly opened his eyes, and saw Jiang Xiaomian beside him again, and the light in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Yanghe, how are you feeling?"

Jiang Xiaomian finally stopped talking to herself, and the joy was indescribable.

Chi Yanghe slowly moved his lips, as if he had been brewing for a long time in his heart, and only after trying hard did he say half a smooth sentence: "Xiaomian... You've been ... Is it? ”

Even if the words were incomplete, she knew what he was trying to say. She nodded, "Yes, I've been there." ”

“… I think... It's like I'm in a dark winter world with my eyes open, and I hear you talk to me every day, but I just can't get up, I'm afraid you'll ......leave because I can't get up."

I hadn't chatted with Chi Yanghe for too long, Jiang Xiaomian almost couldn't hear that it was his voice, and the four lines of tears fell face to face in the same time and space.

I look at your tears, you look at my tears.

"Do you know that you've been lying down for more than half a year, I thought the day you woke up would be far away... I don't think you'll wake up until I'm old. Jiang Xiaomian covered her tears, and her choked cry squeezed out of her throat little by little.

He said to her, "... Be happy, cry... Not good. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." She thought that Chi Yanghe had just woken up and couldn't greet him with tears, so she quickly wiped away her tears and smiled at him.

“… Did you follow me to London from the beginning..."Chi Yanghe looked at the English around him, as if he had just realized that he was not in Changnan, and asked this sentence with a strange expression of disbelief. The language is still an intermittent effort to speak completely.

"Yes."

She replied simply with one word.

"What day is it?"

She smiled and replied, "Tomorrow is my birthday." ”

He smiled.

Jiang Xiaomian nodded, wanting to say something more, but didn't know what to say, "Don't ask so much, you rest first, and I'll tell you slowly about those days you missed later." ”

Chi Yanghe closed his eyes very obediently.

Jiang Xiaomian thought to himself, he was finally willing to be obedient once.

This is a day worth celebrating, on this day, Jiang Xiaomian neatly saw the smiles of everyone in the Chi family.

Other people's smiles can be ignored, the most worth talking about is Mrs. Wendy's smile, her smile is very precious, the first time she laughed with Jiang Xiaomian was in the hospital after Chi Yang woke up.

Mrs. Wendy not only laughed, but also said a word:

"Xiaomian, thank you."

If Mrs. Wendy's smile is precious, then this thank you is even more precious. Even if this thank you came abruptly, it made Jiang Xiaomian feel at ease for the first time since staying at Chi's house. It can also reflect that Mrs. Wendy really regards Chi Yanghe as her own son.

Jiang Xiaomian thinks that he does not have such a close treatment in Uncle Xian's mind. Chi Yanghe is really lucky.

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