I reached for it, but I felt that even my hands were weak, and I was dying from time to time. But was evacuated everything, soft fall... Brain is still awake, I put on headphones... This thing I rarely used. The ears are not comfortable; After thinking about it, I put up with it.

In the ear. Soon thought of a boy's voice. With a touch of hoarseness, a touch of sadness, he sang:

"When I miss you, you are in the sky, when I miss you, you are in front of me. When I think of you, you are in my mind. When I think of you, you are in my heart. I would rather believe that we had an appointment in our previous life. The love story of this life will never change. Would rather use this life to wait for you to find that I have been by your side, never far away. Just because I saw you in the crowd

Listen to him repeatedly and mildly several times. I. I really fell asleep... It's a good way to listen to music.

In a trance. I heard that SC is snowing too. Its winter is similar to our city.

these ones here. It seems that they have nothing to do with me... I don't know that those songs have gone through several cycles. When I opened my eyes, the boys were singing again: "I would rather believe that we had an appointment in our previous life... Just because I saw you more in the crowd..."

Mingfeng looks at me with water.

I took it and drank it. I feel fine. I feel better after a sleep.

Smile, I said: "thank you. Brian used to send me songs when I was depressed. I don't know what I like to listen to

Ming Feng asked me to take off my earphone and said, "he's your brother. He should be."

Looking at Mingfeng, how can I feel that this sentence is illogical?

He's my brother? What should we do?

What's more, he's my brother. Hum, he knows to let me work. When I was in school, he asked me to help him with the program, and he exploited me.

Ming Feng picked up something and said, "it's almost here. It's about half an hour. When you are tired of sitting, get up, stand up and walk; I'm so happy to be able to sleep in a plane for 13 hours. Did you pick Tracy up? "

Shake your head, don't you want to go there?

Although it's my first time here, I don't have the habit of troubling others. I don't know.

Stuffy for a while, I said: "I told her these days, did not say the exact time... OK, now send email to her."

After ten hours' sleep, I was full of energy. I opened my notebook and wrote email

"Keren! Where are you? " I... I write email, I open communicator, why did I just bump into Brian?

He's so busy that he can't even call me. Now he's catching me... The stewardess in the plane said a lot, but she didn't catch it very quickly. Her meaning is that please turn off the laptop and other communication tools, and the plane is ready to land.

I look at the stewardess, look at the computer, think about it, I turn off the computer right.

Brian also works in the United States. His boss is very powerful. I don't want to disturb him.

It's my business. There's no need to do it. Everybody knows.

In case he felt that Yin Yijie had no legs and didn't want him, would it be troublesome for him to stir up in the middle?

Besides, a proud and capable man suddenly lost his legs. He may not want everyone around him to know, right?

It's hard to look up, isn't it?

Oh, Yin Yijie never "disturbed" me in the United States, and strictly abided by the announcement of Tan's judgment; I didn't tell you about the accident.

Perhaps, this is the time when I take the initiative to express something. If we want to live our whole life, we can't pass this pass, right.

Tracy said the surprise would make him better.

Maybe, maybe not, who knows.

Out of the plane, out of the customs, out of the airport, Ming Feng called taxi.

I suddenly wondered, how could he know the place?

Another thought, he is a bodyguard. Is he good at such things?

Maybe people care about me and think carefully for me? hear nothing of.

In my mind, for a moment, it was the situation of the hospital. When I saw Yin Yijie, what should I say; For a moment, it was a dream on the plane. It seemed that there was a pool of blood, and I couldn't get up and fainted.

I'd better call Tracy and go directly to the hospital to see him. It's more painful to be in my heart.

Besides, Tracy works here.

No matter how fierce they are in front of me, as long as I show my posture, they will bow their heads; It was obvious at that time that I was the boss.

From their appearance to Tracy, I'd better think about it for her; What's more, my faint hope is that I and Yin Yijie will meet alone, without outsiders, and it's easy to say anything, right?

The phone was soon connected. Tracy didn't rush to meet me with the same enthusiasm as the Chinese. Instead, he politely told me the address of the hospital and respected my opinions. Go and have a look first; She'll come back later.

The sky in the United States is also polite, but the sky in China looks very similar, in fact, it is also very similar; There was no snow to mourn; Also did not come a winter thunder to express a shock; It's just ordinary, with light white clouds and light snow.

Time, near evening, maybe it's because of suburban, maybe it's like this in the United States; Anyway, I didn't see people everywhere. There are no high-rise buildings, some, just broad space, and green good place to build some houses. In other words, God horses are floating clouds. I didn't smell the strange smell in the air, and I didn't find a special blue in the air. It's not bluer than the sky in the old county. So when I was walking in a foreign land, I didn't feel... The driver is also Chinese, speaking Chinese, ah. SC hospital is said to be a famous hospital here. Yin Yijie's operation was not done here, but he had been recuperating here after the operation. Maybe it's the Chinese plot. It's easy to have acquaintances. Is the boss of the hospital said to be overseas Chinese or is the operator overseas Chinese? I can't remember. But I guess it was the medicine from Yin Yijie pharmaceutical factory, so I was very familiar with it; Therefore, it is similar to self-cultivation here. The car is walking slowly, my mind is full of clouds, flying horses, soon to arrive, I am calm, no idea. Outside the hospital, the broad road was well built. There were bare branches on the roadside, and sometimes birds flew up. At the door of the hospital, a sculpture is Hua Tuo. Oh, I suspect this hospital is a traditional Chinese medicine hospital. But now it has nothing to do with me. I only care about one person who lives in it. How is he? Or, I also... How to say, my face is not red, breathless, heart rate is still, it seems that I don't care much, will others understand? Who cares? What do others have to do with me? As the nurse came to the side where Yin Yijie lived, the environment was good. There was a lawn outside, some low shrubs, sparse and a little green; It looks like an independent villa. As for whether it's a villa or an American villa, I'm not sure; I'm here to visit patients, not to travel. I just need to know that it's enough for me to visit someone who has a close relationship with me and he's in it. After enough psychological construction, I pushed the door open and went inside. This is really a small... Er, how to say, it's not like an ordinary inpatient building, but a similar villa with a few patients living in it. I can only say that the rich can enjoy even hospitalization. I don't know whether the attribute "American" should be used in front of them. Yin Yijie's ward was on the right, and I knocked on the door. No matter how much psychological construction is done, we have to face it. Therefore, I stand here like this; If anyone thinks I'm too ruthless, or too inhuman, there's no way. There's only so much I can do“ Come... "Come and in were pronounced together, and they became like this. Their voice was low and cold, and the taste of Yin Yijie. I pushed the door in, stood by the door, closed the door with my backhand, and kept my hand on the door. I was... I didn't know, I didn't know what I was doing, subconsciously, that was it. Yin Yijie raised his head from the newspaper and looked lazily at the door. Suddenly, he was very surprised! It's not surprise or blame, it's not... I don't know what I'm looking forward to, I don't have time to think about it; I'm not good at the plot of romantic dramas.