Central Hospital, Emergency Room.

The doctor and nurse dressed in white walked hastily beside me, and the chief surgeon stood in front of me, his dark green mask covering his eyes, and his exposed eyes were extremely solemn.

I could clearly see his hand reaching out to his side, the nurse constantly slapping the new scalpel into his hand, and the sound of snapping was full of rhythm in this small space, and the atmosphere was a little heavy.

My consciousness was a little blurry, and my eyes showed a slit, but I didn't have the strength to turn my head, so I could only stare at the scalpels dangling in front of me.

The pain was not as intense as I thought, and even, I didn't seem to feel much pain, but everything was flat, without the slightest feeling, as if from the moment the car rushed towards me, my world was filled with this long-lost blandness.

Faintly, I could hear all sorts of cries outside the emergency room, a man ...... Two people...... There seemed to be a lot of people out there, they were upset, they were sad, I could feel it clearly, but there was nothing I could do.

I smiled in my heart, my eyes closed with open slits, I was a little tired, indescribable tiredness, as if the tiredness of the past few years had been squeezed at this moment, and I really couldn't hold it anymore.

Then, I closed my eyes, closed my senses, and ......

And then there is no more......

The last of them sounded the eager voices of the nurses and doctors, but they were hollow and faded away, and I could no longer hear what they were saying, except that I vaguely felt a cold, hot sensation in my chest.

I don't know what they're tossing, I'm already tired, why are they tossing me?

Fortunately, it took a while for the lights in the emergency room to return to normal, and they shook their heads and walked away from me?

A curtain of white sheets covered my face, and I smiled again, finally able to rest.

Day 1

July 8, 2020, 5:40 a.m., Central Hospital.

The whole corridor was shrouded in endless cries, and people who came and went looked sideways, curiously and sympathetically at my relatives and friends who were slumped on both sides of the ward, such a scene was played out every day, and no one was surprised, some just looked at it and left.

After ten hours of death struggle, I could not resist the temptation of death while lying in the hospital bed, and this must be the only time in my past twenty years that I have compromised with fate, but it is also the last.

When the door of the emergency room opened, when the surgeon shook his head helplessly at my relatives and friends, the hysterical cry was even more than before, if I could still see it at that time, I would definitely see the figures rushing in frantically, and I would be relieved that I had not been alone all along!

My mother threw herself in front of me, crying loudly and muttering something indistinctly.

My father was also crying, but he was leaning on the wall, and if I could still speak, I would probably say as naughtily as ever, "Dad, I'm here, what are you doing climbing the wall!" ”

It's a pity that at this moment I am covered tightly by a curtain of white sheets, and they can't see my miserable condition, just as I can't see their sad appearance.

After a while, the light hit my face again, and the white sheet was revealed, and the terrible appearance that I had been hiding for ten hours was finally seen by them.

The crying seemed to intensify at this moment, but it was also like something was ignited, and then I heard an urgent cry, my mother fainted beside me, my father shook a few times, and all my relatives and friends hurried to call the nurse and carry my mother away.

My father waved at them, and as he had broken in, a group of people surrounded my fainted mother out of the emergency room.

In the huge small room, it was deserted in an instant, leaving only two people, so it's okay, I like to be quiet, even if I leave this world, I don't want anyone to disturb me.

My father sat on the edge of my bed, his big thick and rough hands holding my cold little hands, I don't know how many years I hadn't touched my father's hands, and I still got this moment to relive that warm and solid feeling.

The great body was rickety, as if he had aged in an instant, but this man I admired all my life did not cry anymore, just looked at me, looked at my peaceful face, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of my mouth.

As for the other figure, she stood quietly beside me, her eyes were red, tears flashed, and the words "I'm sorry" kept ringing in her mouth, but fortunately I couldn't hear it, otherwise, I would definitely feel distressed.

Hehe!

Whether it's fate or grievances, the grievances and grievances between me and her, the bits and pieces of the past have actually disappeared from this moment, or from the moment I pushed her away.

I will not blame anyone anymore, nor can I blame anyone anymore, dust to dust, dust to dust, dust to dust, and now I am only a body lying on a hospital bed, as I did when I came, and I left without taking anything with me.

The only thing I can leave behind is the memories in their minds, and the only ones I can take away are the memories that have been imprinted in my mind and have not been forgotten, and I don't know what I have brought in the past twenty years, and what I can take with me.

I don't know how long it took, my father glanced at her and wanted to say something, but he still didn't speak, and dragged his weak body away.

Everything between me and her, my father, and the others, except for a few brothers with whom I had a strong relationship, knew nothing. That's probably what I want, no one knows better, and there won't be so many people laughing at me.

After my father was gone, she squatted beside me, and to be honest, I didn't want her to see me as I was, and every time I saw her, even if I didn't have time to pick myself up, I must have made myself look less sloppy. She didn't stay with me for long, two or three hours, she seemed to finish recalling, after all, in her memory, there was only such a small part of my existence.

She left, and when she left, she looked back at me, and I felt that she had changed, and I was a little more relieved than before, and I remembered that when we were separated, she didn't look at me, she didn't look back.

This time, she turned back!

Although, I don't know why she turned around, whether she wanted to take one last look at me, or to see if the white sheet covering me was messy, I don't know, I never know.

The ward was empty, and it didn't pass.