The slight sound on the instrument is ringing in the empty ward, and that kind of sound is particularly loud... Every sound is like his heartbeat... Again and again, beating lonely.

He can't close his eyes. Once he closes, there is only pain and dew left in his world.

Manna, how are you doing now?

He'll be out soon. He'll be out soon

But he misses her now.

Just miss her.

After touching the infusion tube, he took out a brand-new recorder from the drawer. Blood oozed from the back of his hand and fainted

Press your thumb and hold the recorder close to your lips.

He sat on the bed, coughing, for a long time to record the 33rd time in this hospital voice, "sleep is not allowed to kick the quilt, even in summer."

He spoke slowly to the recorder, and saw her sleeping in his eyes, some vague, some unreal

If she's here, she'll jump up and down with excitement at this time.

She's always emotional.

"Gan Xiaolu, I'll say it again. I don't hurt anymore. Go to bed. Right now. "

He gave an order to the recorder.

In the ward, there was only the sound of instruments.

As soon as his voice came out, there was no echo and it disappeared completely.

Everything is dark.

No one talked to him.

No girl said excitedly in front of him, "Li Ziting, I want to accompany you! I'll be with you! "

He's the only one

He wanted to come back to her in good health, not with a body full of complications.

He can't let her take care of him, but he really wants her to take care of him.

He really wants to

So contradictory.

"Cough, cough..."

After a violent cough, he collapsed on the bed and curled up, still holding the recorder firmly in one hand

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"You've got a lot of text messages on your phone asking if you're going to trim the roses."

The next day, his mother went to his bedside and said that there was a haggard look on her face to take care of him, but when she asked this, she was obviously curious.

He can't even walk out of this ward now.

"No other calls?"

He sat up from the bed and asked faintly.

"No. You have been asking this question for several days. Who are you waiting for? " Mother asked with a smile, a hint of gossip, "may I see your correspondence and contact list?"

“……”

No,

She didn't even call him, still angry? Or waiting for him to call

Did not answer the mother's question, he said indifferently, "nothing, turn off the power for me, mom."

With that, he lay back on the bed and closed his eyes slowly.

"Are you sure you want to shut down? After shutting down, no one can find you. " Said the mother.

"Well."

Sometimes, waiting is the hardest part.

He heard his mother sigh faintly, "len, you know I'm not so illiterate."

She always dotes on him.

She thinks he is smart, clever and has a high IQ. She doesn't think there is anything wrong with what he says

"Mom, when do I leave the hospital?"

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and asked, staring at the white ceiling.

A long silence.

He turned his head and saw a thin layer of water in her eyes.

Chest, a big shock.

Sunlight into the ward, she sat by the bed, self reproach way, "sorry, I can't give you a healthy body."