was pierced through the disguise, and Jing Changjia was not uncomfortable.

He said more naturally: "I'm sorry, I was seriously ill before, and my brain was still a little confused." You are? ”

"I know." The man said, "I'm Feng Zhaoye, remember?" ”

The name is familiar. Jing Changjia thought to himself: He seems to be ...... It's a friend who once had such a name.

After only hesitating for a moment, he heard Feng Zhaoye say: "It's okay if you can't remember, I'll help you back to the ward first." ”

He didn't delve into it, Jing Changjia was quiet: "Then it's bothering you." ”

They were not far from Jing Changjia's ward, Feng Zhaoye half-supported and half-embraced, and brought him back to the ward in a few steps, and he didn't let go until he put Jing Changjia back on the bed.

Jing Changjia silently adjusted himself to a more comfortable posture.

As soon as he looked up again, he found that even the air conditioner in the room, Feng Zhaoye had adjusted it to the most suitable temperature for him. A glass of warm water was also placed on the small table of the hospital bed.

Jing Changjia raised his eyebrows slightly, shifting his gaze from warm water to Feng Zhaoye.

The old man had just come out of the bathroom, pulled out a piece of toilet paper and was slowly wiping his hands. Sensing Jing Changjia's gaze, he walked into the bed and asked, "Do you eat apples?" ”

Jing Changjia hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Feng Zhaoye picked an apple from the fruit basket, sat on the edge of the bed and peeled it.

He had a good technique at peeling apples, the skin of which was thin and continuous, and a large apple was shaved clean after only a few turns in his hand. He then opened a drawer, picked up a juice glass, diced the apples and threw them in.

Jing Changjia suddenly found that he was familiar with everything in his ward.

Be...... Often?

But all this gave Jing Changjia a huge sense of disobedience. He always felt that with his relationship with Feng Zhaoye, he shouldn't get along like this.

But how did they get along...... But he had forgotten.

While pondering, the diced apples in the juice cup had been beaten into a mush, and Feng Zhaoye inserted a straw and stuffed the cup into his hand.

"Thank you."

Feng Zhaoye nodded and didn't speak again.

Jing Changjia held the cup and observed him without a trace. Feng Zhaoye lowered his eyes and wiped his hands, letting him look at it.

The two didn't speak for a while. The room was quiet, but the atmosphere was not awkward.

It didn't take long for Yang Heng to push the door in: "Brother, I bought you the book and pen you wanted." Hey, Brother Teruno? ”

Feng Zhaoye turned his head and said directly: "Xiao Heng, your brother can't leave people now." Next time, send him back to the ward before doing anything else, don't listen to him for anything. ”

The second monk Yang Hengzhang was puzzled, but nodded obediently.

"He's sweating a lot, so it's best to take him to a shower and change into clean clothes." Feng Zhaoye said again, "What about the nurse? ”

"Stay upstairs...... Yang Heng scratched his head, "Brother Zhaoye, don't worry, I can take care of my brother!" ”

Feng Zhaoye didn't speak, he looked at Yang Heng for a long time, and then nodded very reluctantly: "Okay, you have to spend more time." I'll go first. ”

"This is leaving?" Yang Heng was even more dazed, "Then you go get busy, bye-bye." ”

Feng Zhaoye turned around and said to Jing Changjia again: "I'll leave first, and I'll come to see you next time." ”

"Okay." Jing Changjia smiled and said gently, "Be careful on the road." ”

Feng Zhaoye raised his brows again, revealing a look of surprise. Then he smiled and replied, "Okay." ”

After saying goodbye, he left without looking back.

Jing Changjia's sense of disobedience in his heart became even heavier. When Yang Heng put the notebook and pen next to his pillow, he asked, "What is the relationship between that person and me just now?" ”

Yang Heng made a move and looked at Jing Changjia in horror: "Isn't it?" Brother, is there something wrong with your brain, do I have to find a doctor to check your head immediately! ”

Jing Changjia raised his hand and patted him on the head.

Yang Heng covered his head and was aggrieved: "My mother knows everything, but you don't know?" Your high school friend is the one who always competes with you for the first place. ”

This sentence seemed to trigger some key words, Jing Changjia suddenly remembered that he did have such a classmate when he was in high school.

But they are by no means friends.

Jing Changjia was young when he was in high school, and he was not yet 15 years old when he entered high school. Classmates of the same age are generally 1 or 2 years older than him. And because of his parents, he always felt that he was under the fence for a while. So when Jing Changjia was in high school, he was a very quiet person.

Feng Zhaoye, on the other hand, is the opposite. He's a man who couldn't be more flamboyant.

The deepest impression is that in a joint examination of several of the most well-known schools in the city, it was extremely difficult to get out of the comprehensive examination papers, and the test was all over the field, but Feng Zhaoye got a full score.

When the reporter of the campus newspaper went to interview him, he said: "The paper is too simple, and it should be given a full score." I can't understand people who can't get perfect marks. ”

Coincidentally, Jing Changjia lost two points because of the roll. Seeing Feng Zhaoye's words, he was so angry that he didn't sleep well that night.

But later, the world changed, and in the cold night of the barracks, he thought of Feng Zhaoye again and again, and remembered the three years when he competed with Feng Zhaoye for the first place.

It was just a competition to solve the problem, but at that time, I thought about it, but there was a very pure joy.

He just needs to take it seriously and give it his all. Because he knows that there will always be someone who will go hand in hand with him.

There's no need to think about anything else, and there's no need to worry about the price to pay. There is no need to be afraid of whether there are a few more corpses of friends behind you when you turn around.

When he couldn't persevere, he always thought about his family, friends, and Feng Zhaoye's student days.

He had thought about it so many times, but how could he forget it......

“…… The host travels back and forth, and the memory load is too large. In order to protect the host, the system seals the past memories to a certain extent to ensure that the host will not be overwhelmed by too much emotional information. ”

The newly awakened Universal World Interoperability System explained like this.

"But sealing is not deleting, seeing key people, things, and things, as long as the host recalls, they can be recalled."

Jing Changjia suddenly realized.

No wonder he didn't recognize his aunt at first, and now he can't recognize Feng Zhaoye. That's what happened.

"This kind of thing, I hope you can tell me in advance next time." Jing Changjia said calmly, "Since we are already comrades-in-arms bound together, I don't want you to hide anything related to me." ”

The system replied dryly.

Jing Changjia turned off the shower and slowly dried the water on his body. He took the clothes from the bag and began to put them on slowly.

Yang Heng heard the movement outside, and shouted with some concern: "Brother, do you want me to help?" ”

"No, you don't." Jing Changjia rejected him in one bite.

The auxiliary equipment of the hospital is very useful, and he can do these things by himself.

After changing into clean clothes and returning to the wheelchair, Jing Changjia asked again: "You turned on the machine much faster than before this time." What was done? ”

The system rang out with a string of sizzling sounds.

Jing Changjia already has experience, and whenever this happens, it may mean that his system is a little stuck.

And there are only a few reasons for the lag.

Jing Changjia took a deep breath and suppressed the series of speculations that popped up in his head. asked more calmly: "You started the live broadcast behind my back?" ”

As soon as the problem came up, the electronic interference sound in the brain suddenly stopped.

It took a long time for the system to reply: "The system is seriously insufficient in energy and cannot support the reboot after another crossing." Therefore, in order to ensure the normal operation of the system, the system first started the live broadcast. But—"

Its dry voice suddenly raised ten volumes: "I'm definitely not messing around with the life of the host!" ”

Jing Changjia's heart did not let go because of this: "What did you broadcast?" ”

"The system will bind the video after waking up and conduct a trial broadcast to the people of the Hongchao." The system said, "This trial broadcast has achieved good results, and I hope that the host can start the official live broadcast as soon as possible." ”

"Execution ground?"

It's all happening in public, and there's nothing to dare to see. Jing Changjia confirmed the content, and his heart finally let go.

Seeing that he was no longer pursuing it, the system hurriedly urged: "Host, the system has enough energy to make your body recover as soon as possible, and only with enough energy support, the things you bring back can be brought to this world." I hope you will go live as soon as possible to resolve the current dilemma as soon as possible. ”

"Your trial broadcast has molded me into a fairy, and my current appearance is not suitable for the broadcast." Jing Changjia said lightly, "Although it makes the audience fluctuate, it will help you absorb energy." But the sweetness of the moment is not what we want, do you say? ”

Jing Changjia finished coping with the system before rocking the wheelchair back to the room.

He picked up the notebook and pen next to his pillow and began to write and draw.

……

And the atmosphere that Hongchao had been tense all night suddenly relaxed at this time.

The young man who vomited blood and was in a coma during the day finally woke up after the imperial doctor's efforts all night long.

He is in good health on weekdays, and his body has not been seriously injured. At this time, he vomited blood and fell into a coma, and Guy was in a hurry. The imperial doctor applied acupuncture to dispel the fire, and prescribed a prescription to clear the liver fever, and then retreated.

The bitter medicine had a foul smell, and it was placed at the head of the bed, and the smell was stuffy.

The prince bowed down and persuaded softly: "Your Majesty, drink the medicine." The hour is not early, and tomorrow we have to go to court. ”

Yang Yiheng didn't respond to him, and it took a long time before he suddenly asked, "What about Lin Yu?" ”

"Lord Lin...... I invited myself to go to the prison of the Pacification Division. The prince said cautiously.

"He's a good one." Yang Yiheng snorted coldly, turned over and got out of bed and walked to the window, looking up to see the gray and black tiles in the sky.

The hour was late, and it was getting dark. At a glance, the sky was empty, and what bright tiles and what ascensions were like a daydream.

But if you look closely, you will find that the boxy Ming Tile is still there, and its edge divides the moon in half in the sky. Half bright, half dim.

Seeing him observing, the prince pondered and said, "This ...... The guards once replied that no matter where they were in the capital, they could see it. ”

Yang Yiheng glanced at him: "Only in Beijing?" ”

"Farther away, we have to wait for the results." Wang Gonggong said.

"Then wait." Yang Yiheng said coldly, "Since he did it for me, he won't just do this one." ”

He took a deep look at the Ming Wa in the sky, then turned around and took the medicine bowl in the hand of the prince, raised his head and drank it down.

Jing Changjia, I don't believe in anything that has ascended to immortality.

No matter where you go, whatever you want to do, I will find you.