In the hospital room

Jiang Yufeng looked intently at the person lying on the hospital bed, his hand touched her pale face, his eyes were slightly red, full of chagrin, and his mother's words kept lingering in his heart: You can only be brothers and sisters.

Jiang Yufeng thought about it for a long time and didn't know why, so he simply didn't want to, and when he saw the person he was thinking about in the hospital, he decided not to think about anything, as long as she was good, as long as she was happy, he would agree to whatever he wanted. took her hand and touched her face, and whispered softly: "Xiaoying, I'm sorry!" ”

When Lin Yifei came back from fetching water, he saw the people inside, lowered his head to look at the kettle in his hand, and withdrew gently with a wry smile.

Time passed day by day, Han Lingying had no signs of waking up, and the people around him were in a hurry, Jiang Yufeng's originally calm heart gradually sank, and the breath around him became more and more dignified, and he would accompany her to the hospital every day, talking in her ear, talking about interesting things when she was a child, and saying that they were happy and happy times, if you listen carefully, you will find that Jiang Yufeng remembers everything about Han Lingying, no matter how big or small, no matter how big or small, no matter how big or small, he remembers everything clearly, and there is no omission.

Jiang Yufeng sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at the person lying on the bed, his originally pale face became more and more haggard because he had been lying down for too long, Jiang Yufeng stroked his haggard face in distress, and couldn't wait to be able to suffer for her, kissed her lips that were a little chapped because of lack of water, and whispered in her ear: "Xiaoying, can you wake up quickly, as long as you wake up, my brother will promise you everything, we will go to Taoyuan to live and live the life you like, you say it's okay, don't sleep anymore." I'm sorry, it's all my brother's fault, it's my brother who is too weak, I think it's for your good, it's not your fault, it's my fault, I'm useless, I love you but don't protect you, it makes you so sad, can you forgive my brother? How are you up? ”

The voice became smaller and quieter, until it was inaudible, and after being silent for a while, Jiang Yufeng slowly got up and went out to fetch water with a kettle, and if you look closely, you will find that Jiang Yufeng's eyes are red at this time. Jiang Yufeng walked too quickly, but he didn't notice that the fingers of the person lying on the bed moved.

"Brother, brother......" whispered softly, his head was groggy, his eyes slowly opened, and what greeted him was a white expanse, where is this, how could I be here, holding my legs with my hands, and staring blankly at the front.

"Han Lingying, are you awake?" Lin Yifei opened the door and saw the person sitting on the bed, excitedly threw away the flowers in his hand and rushed over to hug her, muttering, "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." ”

Han Lingying was taken aback by this sudden hug, and looked at the handsome face in front of her and felt inexplicably familiar, "That person is you, right, the person who has been with me since I was a child is you, right?" ”

Lin Yifei's body stiffened, and before he could speak, Han Lingying threw himself into his arms and buried his head in his chest, "Don't leave me, don't leave me alone." ”

"Don't worry, I'll be there for you as long as you need it." Lin Yifei patted her back gently, thinking with a wry smile how long can the warmth of this moment last?

The corridor of the hospital was quiet at night, Jiang Yufeng beat the water and walked quickly towards the ward, seeing that the door of the ward was open, Jiang Yufeng thought about why he was so careless, the door was not closed, and when he walked to the door and saw the hugging figures inside, the kettle in Jiang Yufeng's hand fell to the ground in response, and he couldn't bear to look at the stride away.

Lin Yifei turned around when he heard the sound, there was no figure, only the broken kettle on the ground, Zhengyin, someone had indeed come just now, as for who it was, he was very white in his heart.