January 13, 2022 at 7:00.

"We, the people, we're really happy tonight......

Li Weiyi opened his eyes suddenly.

In front of her was neither the original small rental house nor her dream house. It's not Zhang Jing's Zen family, nor is it Xu Yi's family.

It is a small second bedroom with simple and warm decoration, which looks like it is more than 60 square meters, and it is better to be transparent and square. The room was quiet, and Li Weiyi was lying on the sofa with his clothes covered, covered with a blanket. There is also an unfinished painting next to the sofa, and seven or eight other completed paintings, paint plates, drawing paper, pens...... Messy scattered in the cramped living room.

Li Weiyi got up, walked to the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and covered his face with his palms and didn't move.

At this time, the nurse should wash his face, brush his teeth, and feed him breakfast-this thought automatically appeared in Li Weiyi's mind.

She lowered her palms and slowly looked up, looking at herself in the mirror.

His appearance has hardly changed, but his face looks thinner than before, and he has long hair. The eyebrows and eyes are habitually flat, as if there is a trace of sorrow that can never be dissolved.

Li Weiyi rubbed his eyebrows vigorously, wanting to wipe away that sadness.

"Dididi-" The sound of an electrical appliance came from the kitchen, and she noticed that a scent had already filled the room. She walked into the kitchen and turned on the rice cooker, which contained a small pot of ginseng chicken soup that had been made last night.

Staring at the golden and translucent chicken soup, a picture popped up in Li Weiyi's mind-

In the small single room, the white curtains are blown by the wind. He still lay still, as he had been for eight days and nights.

And she took a bowl of chicken soup, sat on the edge of the bed, stepped on the crossbar under the square stool with her feet, scooped up a spoonful, blew it carefully, brought it to his lips, and said, "Zhang Jingchan, is my skill in stewing soup getting better and better?" Hey, I really ...... Where can I find a perfect woman like me? I can't believe that you can get such a good girlfriend as me in the future. ”

After saying that, he laughed "poof", put the spoon into his mouth a little, and he swallowed it himself. Li Weiyi picked up a tissue, wiped off a little soup stain from the corner of his mouth, stared at his beautiful lips for a while, put down the bowl, looked at the door like a thief, and lowered his head to kiss his mouth.

It was just a shallow kiss, but her movements seemed to be familiar with her, and she was obviously a habitual offender.

Then she held her chin in one hand, looked at him with a smile, her face flushed slightly, and said, "So handsome, look at it every day, you have to give me some benefits." Otherwise, how can I resist the temptation of flowers and plants outside? Zhang Jingchan, Zhang Jingchan, wake up quickly, you only have a face and body to attract me now. But the boyfriend and girlfriend relationship maintained by the flesh can't last long, brother!

Zhang Jingchan on the bed was always silent.

……

In Li Weiyi's memory, I don't know how many times this kind of thing has happened. She lowered her head and smiled, took out the insulated lunch box, packed the chicken soup, and carried it to a room.

There was a backpack on the table with two sets of brand-new men's clothes that had been washed and folded. None of them are big brands, but the texture is soft and comfortable.

A new picture poured into Li Weiyi's mind again-

She walked into a cheap clothing brand store and chose a thin black sweater and a dark gray jacket. For some reason, she thought he would look good in these two pieces, and she could imagine it when she closed her eyes—fair, thin, tall and handsome—as if she had seen it with her own eyes somewhere.

The shopping guide smiled and asked, "Miss, buy clothes for your boyfriend?" You have such a good eye, these two pieces are particularly figure-showing. How big do you want to be? ”

"That's it, 185."

"Wow, your boyfriend is so tall!"

"Hmm...... I'm quite happy with his size. ”

……

Li Weiyi put the insulated lunch box into another compartment of the backpack, and when he looked up, he saw that there was a very old notebook on the table, and even the cover had turned yellow.

She stared at the notebook for a moment, motionless.

Then she pulled out a chair, sat down at the table, picked up the notebook, and gently flipped it open.

She had read all the more than a dozen diaries in front of her last time in July 2014. And his handwriting ended in July of that year.

But in fact, his diary was supposed to be written forever, until 2022, before he met her.

If it weren't for the fact that he became a vegetative person on July 13, 2014.

"July 20, 2014, cloudy. I heard that there was a big problem with Fuming's operation, and I was really depressed that I hadn't graduated from college and had no actual trading experience, otherwise, I could show off my skills and turn the tide. However, after so many years, Lao Zhang has borne all the ups and downs, and this time it should be no problem.

Girlfriend, why didn't you come this month? Won't it come again? Until 2022? ”

- Li Weiyi slowly read out this diary that no longer existed.

She already understood what happened between her and Zhang Jingchan at 12 o'clock in the night of July 13, 2014 in this life:

Their brain waves, or souls, at that moment, complete the exchange, but they also touch each other. Therefore, at that moment, she could see Zhang Jingchan's eight years of his last life, see all his diaries, see his experience, and see his lonely waiting.

There are many more in his diary, 2015, 2016, 2017......

Until January 12, 2022, on the eve of the reunion, Zhang Jingchan wrote in his diary:

"When the Hui Cui Building was first built, I fantasized about pressing you in front of the large floor-to-ceiling glass on the top floor and kissing you fiercely.

You have the business empire under your feet, and the person I hold in my arms is you.

Tomorrow, this dream will come true. ”

Li Weiyi laughed, but a tear fell.

No wonder, Zhang Jingchan had to stand in front of the glass that day, and then kiss her.

It turned out that he had been thinking about it for a long time in his previous life.

Li Weiyi closed the notebook, put it aside, picked up the backpack, and was just about to go out when the mobile phone rang.

It was Li Yunmo who called.

Some memories of the Li family were triggered, Li Weiyi was stunned, and picked up the phone: "Hey." ”

Li Yunmo on the other end was silent for a few seconds, and the sound of breathing was clearly visible: "Sister-in-law? ”

Li Weiyi smiled: "Huh? ”

"It's not that ...... Will you get on today? Do you have any different feelings? ”

Li Weiyi was embarrassed, and wanted to tease him a few more words, remembering the hardships of his life, but in the end he only said softly: "It's me, I'm back." ”

This new timeline paused the moment I woke up.

The girl who accompanied the vegetative Zhang Jingchan for eight years was covered by me.

Li Yunmo was stunned: "You, you...... Is it really you? You're finally here! Will Brother Chan also wake up?! ”

Li Weiyi was silent for a moment and said, "If he wakes up, the nursing home will call us as soon as possible." ”

“…… That's right. Li Yunmo's tone was a little lower, "It's okay, you're here, he should be soon!" When did you pass today? ”

"Go now. What about you? ”

"I still have some work in my hands that I haven't finished yet, and I have to go to the company in the morning, and I can ask for leave after I finish it, maybe in the afternoon. Workers are so miserable, you go first, I'll do it as soon as possible. ”

(End of chapter)