Seeing the man being pushed into the emergency room, Qin Bi suddenly realized that he had done something extraordinary.

Those people won't let him die.

No, even if you die.

It's good to be liberated when you're dead.

Just look at Lin Jinmo's appearance, to live is to suffer, and to live is to endure and despair.

It's not interesting at all.

Leaving the hospital, Qin Bi went to Ding Bao's house with two bottles of beer, and as soon as he opened the door, Ding Bao was immersed in investigating something.

"Don't check, come and have a drink with me."

"I have a new clue, come and see, I found the ...... behind you"

"Can you stop talking?!"

A low roar interrupted all of Ding Bao's words.

After a brief pause, Ding Bao looked at him quietly.

"Ding Bao, I don't want to waste the rest of my life in these places, I don't need you to do anything for me, you just have to live well, why the fuck can't you live for yourself!! It's all fucking thinking about others, all fucking self-sacrificing, can't you just think about yourself, can't you just do it for yourself!! ”

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst, and Qin Bi slammed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground.

He looked at Ding Bao with red eyes.

In the eyes of the other party, he saw his own madness.

The man squatted on the ground, ignoring the glass beneath him, curled up in a ball, holding his head hard, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He used to be a man who could continue to eat without changing his face after breaking seven ribs, but now he was crushed and exploded by the events in front of him.

recalled Lin Jinmo in the hospital, and thought of those companions who died quietly one by one......

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

But when Ding Bao gently patted him on the back, he realized that he was still in the world.

He forgot.

Ding Bao is patient.

She had raised two children and had learned to take responsibility when she was a child.

What he said just now didn't anger her at all.

"Qin Hao, who are you talking about besides me?"

Thinking that Qin Bi was going to visit a patient in the hospital today, who this patient was, and who was the "you" in his mouth.

There are very few people who can have contact with Qin Bi, not to mention that person is staying in the hospital now.

remembered that Qin Bi once reminded himself to remember to buy stomach medicine.

Ding Bao quickly guessed who he had gone to see today.

"You went to see Lin Jinmo, right?"

Qin Bi slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were full of red bloodshots.

"Qin Hao, what did he say to you?"

"He's dying, how can he have the strength to talk to me."

Ding Bao's eyes were slightly downcast.

"What hospital is he?"

——

In the room where there was a quiet sound of "Didi", Lin Jinmo slowly got up, lowered his eyes and looked at the hospital gown on his body, and for the first time he did not feel the pain that followed him, but was replaced by an incomparable relief and relief.

Looking up, there was a blinding white light outside the door.

He got up slowly, walked barefoot out the door, and walked into the white light, wandering aimlessly in the vastness, surrounded by a fog, cold and damp.

At this moment, there was a warm breath from behind, and when he looked back, a small door appeared not far away, surrounded by a layer of gold edges, which looked like the sun on an autumn afternoon, and was extraordinarily warm, attracting him to slowly approach.

The moment I walked through the door, I saw a warm and small room, a soft and warm carpet on my bare feet, a low round wooden coffee table, and a TV hanging on the wall opposite the coffee table, surrounded by handmade dried flowers and hay, and many brightly colored picture frames in the middle.

Looking closer, the same man and woman are in the frame, and they are in different environments, hugging each other and smiling happily.

One is skiing at the foot of a snowy mountain.

One is a hug in an endless field of sunflowers.

A woman paints in front of an endless wheat field, while a man sits and watches her.

There is also a picture of the two of them snuggling up against the window, looking at the red sun gradually setting outside the window.

Everything in front of you is beautiful and unreal.

Lin Jinmo couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the woman in the photo, and at this moment, a familiar and soft voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What are you doing here? I'm hungry and don't go cook yet? ”

Lin Jinmo's heart trembled slightly, he slowly turned around, and looked at the woman in loose home clothes at this time, who was holding a big rag doll in her arms and looking at him with a smile.

She just stood there, urging him to hurry up and cook.

The tips of the man's heart trembled slightly.

He couldn't help but raise his feet and stepped forward, looking at such a real face opposite, the humility and forbearance hidden in his heart for many years made him almost dare not reach out and touch the woman's face.

In the next second, the woman took the initiative to open her arms, hugged his waist affectionately, raised her head and smiled to kiss his chin.

"What are you doing in a daze? Come on. ”

From beginning to end, Lin Jinmo's heart was hanging high, he stood in place blankly, feeling the softness and fragrance in his arms, the hands hanging on his sides trembled, tentatively, carefully lifted up, and hugged the woman in his arms.

At this moment, he seemed to be holding a cloud, a gust of wind, and he didn't dare to exert himself or speak, because he was afraid that once he disturbed the peace of the moment, this dream would be over.

His eyes were red, and he sniffed deeply at the woman's body.

A heart was stuffed, and looking up at the dream cottage in front of him, he lowered his head and buried his face deep in the woman's neck, and a tear slipped silently from the corner of his eye.

It's tears of happiness.

Everything in front of him was something he never dared to dream of.

The woman in his arms is the treasure he cherishes the most hidden in his heart.

He was willing to sacrifice everything for her.

"What are you crying about?"

The woman patted him lightly on the back, and her tone was gentle, with a little doting.

"How old are you, still crying, you're not a child anymore."

"That'...... Who am I? ”

Lin Jinmo couldn't help but ask in a low voice, and the caution and humility in his tone made people feel distressed.

The woman looked up at him and smiled.

"You are my husband, Xiaomo, I am your wife."

A short sentence made his breath stagnate, and suddenly he realized something, and the next second he was desperate to hug the woman in his arms.

But at this time, the woman really turned into a cloud, and a gust of wind quietly disappeared from her arm.

Lin Jinmo turned around to look for it with red eyes, and at this time he found that everything in the hut was gradually disappearing, like clouds blown away by the wind, and he was crazy to keep something, but when his hand just touched the photo on the wall, everything turned to ash on his fingertips......

"No ......"

He was crazy to find it, paranoid about keeping the beauty of the moment.

Even if it's just a little bit.