Did Zha Gong get kicked today?

"Come back..." Mrs. Yan said to him, "Wen Tingjun is gone, you still have a baby."

"Life must go on." Her voice on the phone made Yan Mingfeng tightly hold the document in his hand.

"No, you take care of him." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

His grandmother gradually made him a stranger, telling him all the time, without Wen Tingjun, you still have a baby.

Baby?No, it's just a secret surgery she stole, a product of science, he forced himself to think hard like a stone.

The closer he got to the child, the more he couldn't help thinking about whether his Junjun would be so small and cute if he had a child.

The more he thought about it, the more he missed Wen Tingjun, and it drove him to the point of going crazy.

"Jun Jun..." In the bleak room, imitating Wen Tingjun lying on the bed, tightly wrapped in the quilt when he was uncomfortable.

Yan Mingfeng stubbornly yelled his lover's name in a low voice over and over again, his eyes were a little blank, but no matter how many times he yelled, there was no helpless answer from that familiar person.

My heart hurts, it hurts...

He missed him so much, his nose was sore, Yan Mingfeng was like a stubborn child, his eyes were about to shed tears, but he insisted on holding back the tears, he opened his mouth but because of heartache, he couldn't cry anymore A trace of sound.

At this time, he looked very much like Wen Tingjun when he was broken and weak, the difference was that he held back the pain, gritted his teeth and held back his tears.

He silently grasped the quilt with his hands, but the thick quilt did not bring him any warmth. He felt as if he was thrown in the ice and snow and couldn't find his way home. Bone cold.

Junjun, take me home, come out quickly, take me home, I miss you so much...I want to see you.

I want to hug you and tell you every day that I love you so much...

……

With so many words in his heart, Yan Mingfeng wanted to tell him, but the listener was not by his side.

He got up from the bed, stepped on the cold ground with his bare feet, and slowly went up to the roof. Looking at the moon hanging in the sky, he felt more and more depressed.

He couldn't help covering his face, the cold ring touched his face, he raised his hand to look at the ring on his finger, the pain in his eyes was getting deeper and deeper.

He took off the ring from his finger and put it in the palm of his hand. His pale lips touched the ring, and it lasted for a few seconds. This soft kiss seemed to fall on the lips of the lover in his heart.

With endless thoughts and pain.

He clenched the ring in his palm, pressed his hand into a fist, pressed it against his mouth, his teeth bit the flesh on his hand, Yan Mingfeng choked up a sob, and finally couldn't hold it back, tears fell from his eyes.

"Junjun...my Junjun..." The low-pitched cry was like the sound of autumn wind blowing leaves, and the leaves falling weakly, soft and sad.

He was so unstable that he was about to fall to the ground, he held on to the railing on the roof, his body leaned against the cold railing, he spread his palm, the platinum ring was shining white in the moonlight, and the eyes of Yan Mingfeng Looking at it, the pupils suddenly shrank, as if seeing a miracle.

He held his breath, and looked closer at the inside of the ring, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, after seeing that the words in the ring hadn't disappeared.

He burst out laughing all of a sudden, and tears fell down again just like that.

But he was crying like this, and his laughter was full of joy.

"I'm not hallucinating! I'm not dreaming! I'm back eight years ago!"

"I went back in time!"...

The three words Wen Tingjun are engraved in the ring, and the initials of each word are abbreviated in pinyin: WTJ.

He ordered someone to engrave it on the inside. The inside of Wen Tingjun's ring is engraved with the abbreviation of his name in capital letters: YMF

In the last life, although he ordered a ring, there was no inscription inside!

Therefore, the rebirth encounter between him and Junjun is true!

But where is his Junjun now?

Where is the world he is in now!With a painful face, he covered his aching forehead, which seemed to be bursting, and hammered his head hard with fisted hands. Even in such pain, the palm of his left hand was still tightly clutching his and Wen Tingjun's wedding ring.

"You are here!" The voice of the banquet came, and the man kneeling on the ground, sweating from the pain behind his back, raised his head and looked at the original crowd, their faces gradually changed into Wen Tingjun's appearance, he His heart felt cold, even though they had the same faces as Wen Tingjun, he knew clearly that they were not the one he loved, and he couldn't find his Junjun in this world.

Where is he now?The moon in the sky suddenly turned blood red!

Yan Mingfeng looked at them and shouted: "Don't come over!"

The crowd running towards him stopped, and Yan Mingfeng slowly climbed up the fence. He turned his head to look at them, and also noticed the abnormality of the moon in the sky.

"I've already died once," he suddenly laughed, "Am I crazy, or is this world crazy?"

"Why isn't my Junjun here? What a terrible nightmare!"

He who has died once will not fear a second death.

He fell back and fell from the tall building like that, without any fear, he couldn't imagine the life without him, he loved him very much, and it was unforgettable.

"Junjun, if this is the real world, if I'm really crazy, even meeting you would be the rebirth of my fantasy, I'll take it as my debt to you, and I'll be with you...".The hand holding the ring was placed on the chest where the heart was, Yan Mingfeng closed his eyes...

The world is turning black.

……

In the hospital, Yan Mingfeng, who was lying on the hospital bed, moved his index finger.

Wen Tingjun, who was sitting next to him, immediately noticed his movement, and hurried to the door, shouting excitedly: "Doctor! Doctor...! Come here!"

While shouting, he stared at Yan Mingfeng, afraid that he was wrong, this is the third month, and he was very afraid that he would never wake up again.

Seeing someone coming, he hurried back to the bed: "Mingfeng..." His voice was full of tears and unbelievable joy, "Mingfeng!"

"Yan Mingfeng! Wake me up...don't sleep, don't sleep anymore!."

"Mingfeng." Dou Da's tears fell on the snow-white quilt, and Wen Tingjun kept calling his name.

……

"Who is it? Who is calling his name? It's so familiar..." Yan Mingfeng heard the shout in a daze, and tried hard to open his eyes.

"Mingfeng..., wake up! We are doing well, we will live a good life in the future." Wen Tingjun held his hand without words, and his whole body was trembling.

Following his shout, Yan Mingfeng's eyes finally opened a gap.

"This voice is Junjun..." Yan Mingfeng finally realized belatedly, his heart was full of joy.

He is back!

His Junjun is still there.

"Give way." The doctor looked at Wen Tingjun who was full of tears and said in a good voice, but he pushed the person aside very simply, stretched out his hand to open Yan Mingfeng's eyes, looked at the eyeballs, and talked with the doctor beside him. After saying a few words, he looked at Wen Tingjun with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, he's fine, as long as he opens his eyes, he won't be falling into a deep sleep."

As his words fell, Yan Mingfeng opened his eyes, and the doctors and nurses on the side retreated out with great interest.

Yu Hanxin was the last one to go out and close the door. At the moment of closing the door, she saw the handsome man on the hospital bed, tried her best to raise her hand, pulled out a smile, and called out weakly: Junjun... "

Wen Tingjun looked at Yan Mingfeng's hand stretched towards him, and he also laughed, but the smiling face was full of tears, tears of happiness.

He held his hand: "you, finally woke up."

"I'm scared." Wen Tingjun said with fear in his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here..." Yan Mingfeng looked at him and comforted him in a hoarse voice. He had lost weight, a lot of weight, and it was only now that he held Wen Tingjun's hand that his restless heart was relieved.

His hands were warm, and his jun jun was beside him.

"You take me home, okay, I'll be with you, so you won't be afraid."

"it is good."

The sun shone in from the window, and both of them smiled brightly, with tears in their smiles, and both of them were grateful that the other party was still there.

"Junjun, have I ever told you that I love you?"

"Have."

"Then let me say it again, I love you."

Wen Tingjun's ears were red again, but he didn't let go of his hand.

He wants to seize his hard-won happiness.

Yan Mingfeng also held his hand tightly, his eyes full of treasure.

Good that he is still...