seven years

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I don't know how long I waited, maybe an hour, maybe two hours, or longer, the red light in the emergency room was turned off after a flash, a doctor pushed open the door and came out, the nurse behind him Pushing a car behind the doctor, Deng Hualei stood up and grabbed the doctor's hand, "Doctor~ Xiaowei...Xiaowei, is he all right..."

The doctor took off the mask, "How should I put it...he was relatively light in the motorcycle collision incident, he had two broken legs, a slight fracture of the right wrist bone, and slight abrasions on the chin and the corners of the eyes. Fortunately, there were no internal injuries, and he moved. The surgery shouldn’t be too much of a problem, as long as he rests, and now he’d better eat fluid food, such as porridge, because his jaw can’t be too hard right now… The anesthesia will take effect for about half an hour Well, he will wake up once the effect of the medicine wears off, you don't have to worry too much..."

After speaking, the doctor left the emergency room. Deng Hualei stood there blankly, looking at Li Xiaowei who was pushing towards the ward, "Hahaha...hehe...why? Fate?...hehehe..."

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Li Xiaowei had plaster on his feet and a bandage on his right hand. He was lying on the hospital bed with blood clots left on his face and hands. Because the anesthetic had not dissipated, Li Xiaowei was still asleep...

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"You... who are you?"

In Li Xiaowei's dream, the street corner where he first met Deng Hualei, the song "Angel's Wings" in Linhai Park...

"Whose voice...so familiar..."

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Deng Hualei took a basin of warm water, wet a towel, and wiped Li Xiaowei's body and hands. Deng Hualei looked at this angel lying on the hospital bed, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He kept blaming himself for everything that was wrong with him. , while talking to himself, while wiping the blood on Li Xiaowei's body...

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"Ah~ this...here is there?...why am I here?"

Li Xiaowei slowly opened his eyes, the sky was already full of stars outside the window, the ancient moon was bright, Deng Hualei was lying on the bedside of the hospital and fell asleep, Li Xiaowei wanted to cover him, but he found that he could not move except his left hand and neck... …

"Xiaowei...I love you...I really love you~"

Deng Hualei in his sleep opened and closed his mouth, murmuring the same sentence non-stop. Li Xiaowei was lying flat, listening to Deng Hualei's whispering, with a smile on his mouth, "Deng Hualei...do you love me? I love you~"

Li Xiaowei murmured, then closed his eyes, and held Deng Hualei's right hand with his left hand, just like a big hand holding a small hand...

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