June Ansheng

Hospital corridor.

It was already evening, and the emergency operation was carried out from afternoon to night, a full four hours.

I don't know about An Rencan's injury. Quan Shizhe and I were the only ones in the empty corridor, and no doctor even came out to tell me the result.The light on the operating room door stayed on.

My mind was a little confused, I kept thinking about the words An Rencan said to me before he closed his eyes, I lowered my head in frustration.For four hours, the surroundings have been very quiet, enough for me to figure out all the things in the past few months.

He came to China to look for me, and was so hurt by me that he couldn't do anything. In the end, he had no choice but to use his own body to take revenge on me.

No matter how I sort it out, this is the only conclusion I can draw.

Messed up.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from downstairs, and the ceramic floor tiles of the hospital stairs made a crisp sound, and then approached to the corner of the corridor.I didn't look up, I just treated it as someone who had nothing to do with it, until someone ran all the way in front of me and knocked me to the ground with a punch.

My head hit the wall, and there was severe pain. Quan Shizhe glanced at the man, didn't speak, and knelt down to ask me how I was doing.I can't quite recognize that person's face, but there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

There was a cold light in his eyes, and he frowned at me.

"You have the guts..." he said in Korean, "You killed him yourself, didn't you?"

"He's not dead." I responded with the same icy tone, no matter what I've done or who he really is, I don't want him to joke about An Rencan's life: "Nor will he die."

He kept looking at me in the original posture, and then suddenly stepped forward and pulled me away by my collar.I wanted to break free from him, but before I could exert any strength, I was led into a side safety exit by him.I fell in, and my back slammed into the handrail of the stairs, and I could only fall to the ground. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stand up again.

"Do you fucking remember who I am?" He stood in front of me, gritted his teeth, and said every word very clearly: "Remember?!"

I opened my eyes wide and looked at his face, the atmosphere was a little scary at the moment.After a while, my eyes dimmed and I nodded.

I remembered everything, I remembered all the memories in Korea a few years ago.

"Han Junhao, how could I forget you." I rubbed my temples, and the past brought back some bad memories: "Don't think I don't know, you were the reason for Rencan's refusal to leave. Get in the way."

"I just don't want him to be cheated by you again. You just cheated his heart before. What I don't like is the person you tried to cheat him in the end." His expression didn't soften at all, the line of his jaw Tight, different from his gentle and jade-like appearance in my memory: "He will not end well if he follows you."

"Are we going to settle old accounts together now?" I gritted my teeth, emphasized the tone of my words, stood up with difficulty while leaning on the wall, "His, yours, and mine."

"He doesn't owe you old debts, he has never owed you." Standing up, I finally saw Han Junhao's face clearly. He is still as annoying as a few years ago, "It's you who owe you more and more money." too much."

"If you hadn't told him the truth a few years ago and he left with me, it wouldn't be like today." My voice gradually became louder, and the anger that was suppressed a few years ago is now rising again. Mao, "Do you think I don't know anything? After meeting Rencan that day on the rooftop, his state was completely different at night. What do you think happened during the period when I couldn't see him?" .”

"If he really wants to go, a few words from me won't do much."

"Do you think that if you didn't tell him, he wouldn't let go of everything and go with me?" I asked back, "I didn't plan to calculate him too much, but the reporter you called made him completely kill me. Doubtful. Since you think he won't leave with me, why did you ask that person to secretly take pictures?!"

He was silent, and the strength in his arms gradually relaxed.

"In his heart, a thin dream will not be as important as me." I looked at him, "But if you add it, it will be different. Dreams and brothers are naturally more important than lovers."

He remained silent, but his eyes became sharper and sharper.

"You used yourself to threaten Rencan, right?"

"What about today." He changed the subject, and I was speechless for a moment, "What about the knife you stabbed him with?"

This time it was me who was silent. Indeed, An Rencan's life and death are uncertain.

"I didn't want to tell you, but it's good to let you bear the guilt for a lifetime." His eyes suddenly drifted away, and he looked at me but didn't seem to be looking at me, "But I'm only punishing you now, too late."

"What do you mean?"

"There are many things you don't know." He took a step back and leaned against the door of the emergency exit, as if his whole body had lost all strength, and his voice gradually weakened, "But he can't just let you go like this .”

I watched his movements and knew that what I said at the moment could only be sophistry.

"If you really want to hear, I can tell you everything I know." He blinked and lowered his head, "But... respect Rencan's choice."

Then he stopped talking suddenly, and I looked at his drooping head, and there was only silence for a long, long time.

"Go ahead," I said, "I'm listening."

"Rencan...the reason why he doesn't go with you is not that I want to stop him, nor is it what you said, what I'm afraid of is...even if it's like you said, his dream plus my , is still not as important as you in his heart...." He let out a long breath, his breath was a little unsteady, as if he had spoken the deepest secret in his heart, "You don't know, you don't even know...you In his heart, how important is it. I have never seen him be so serious about a person. "

"But he still doesn't want to go with you, because he has kidney failure and can't live for a few years." He kept his head down, with obvious ups and downs in his tone, "These are all on the day you left, he told mine."

"He told me that he couldn't go to China with you, and he didn't want to die in front of you. I don't know about his illness, and he refused to tell me anything. I only know that he can live for five years at most... in five years ago."

"His time is running out."

"So in those few years, I stayed with him, until suddenly one day, he told me that he was leaving. He was going to China, he was going to find you, and he wanted to see you for the last time."

He sighed suddenly, and I had a vague premonition that his story was coming to an end.

"So I asked someone to temporarily add a dessert shop to my dad's property in China to give him a chance to come back to you. But he was disappointed. He saw you, but you already have someone else in your arms."

I laughed like a self-deprecating smile, hating myself for not discovering this huge loophole earlier.How can a Korean who can't speak Chinese find a job here.

"He wanted to take revenge on you. He decided to use your hands to kill himself. Whether he succeeds or not, he will die in the end."

"But you are different. You will feel that you killed him, and then this damn guilt will follow you for the rest of your life."

"Because you didn't wait for him."

"I really shouldn't have told you all this..."

At the end of the conversation, I realized that his voice had begun to visibly tremble.His drooping hair fluttered slightly, and suddenly it wasn't so obnoxious.

Watching him cry for a long time.I slowly raised my head, closed my eyes with a smile, and the sour touch gently slid down the corners of my eyes.

“安仁灿，死于2014年4月13日晚8点31分，死于外伤所致的大量出血。”

Late at night, the whole hospital was as silent as if I was the only one.

I took out my phone and looked at it. It was already past twelve o'clock at night, almost 12:30.I walked out of the emergency exit, and my whole person was like a walking dead.

The lights in the operating room have long since gone out, but I haven't heard the result yet.

An Rencan...how is it?

The operating room was empty, the instruments were all cleaned up, and there was no trace of major surgery.I walked in and gently touched the operating table surrounded by medical instruments, which was no longer warm.

Going down the corridor, turning a corner is the ward area, and patients are sleeping peacefully in every room.Generally, there are family members around, and they sleep soundly.

Until I came to a single ward at the end of the corridor, it was empty, except for the emaciated patient lying there, there was no one else.

My love, he is asleep.

I gently opened the door and walked into the room. The instrument beside me showed his steady and serene heartbeat ups and downs.I tried to move forward, and the man slowly opened his eyes.He looked at me, and I saw myself with tears on my face in his clear eyes.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" He sat up, and it seemed that he was struggling to support his hands on the hospital bed, but there was no expression of pain on his face, "Who bullied you?"

"Rencan..." I called his name in my softest voice.

He still looked at me with his beautiful eyes open, and the moonlight shone brightly in his eyes.

"Let's never be apart again, okay?" I asked him, and tears fell down again, "It doesn't matter if you stay in China or go to Korea... I can take you to see the place I used to play when I was young." The place is in Guangzhou, or we can go to Shuangqi Temple together, and walk the 'Ten Mile Cherry Blossom Road' together...Or, we can go to France, Japan...to all the places we want to go."

He looked at me with a suddenly less relaxed expression on his face.

I just felt that my heart was tightened instantly, and I didn't even dare to breathe.

But only for a moment, and he smiled again, like every smile I've seen him before, a big smile with two rows of teeth on top and bottom.

"Okay," he said.

I breathed a sigh of relief and smiled silly at him.

"Let's go together." After a while, he said to himself again.Every sound is bitten extremely hard, as if making a major decision.

"Let's go for a walk, I've been asleep for a long time." He said again.I nodded and watched him turn over and get off the bed, he was a little unsteady when his toes touched the ground, he staggered, and I hurried forward to hug him.

The lightness of the body makes people stunned.

"Why are you so thin?" I recalled what he said before when he was over 60 kilograms, and I couldn't bear it. "Eat more, take care of yourself."

"Didn't you take care of me?" He smiled lightly and stabilized his figure.

I was stunned, watching him walk out of the ward, and then quickly followed.

——But I haven't had time to take care of you yet.

After chasing out of the ward, An Rencan was standing by the door with his back to me. The dim light in the corridor shone on him, making him look a bit lonely.

"Hug me," he said.

Then I hugged him, the smell of disinfectant lingering over his shoulder.

"I'm so tired."

—Then let's go back to the ward.It's already so late, take a nap, it will be dawn soon, and the sun will come soon.

The words were already on the verge of my mouth, but I was still choked up, unable to speak while holding him.Tears fell down unconsciously.

"Well, wait until tomorrow's sunshine comes." He seemed to see what I was thinking, and said again: "Just forget about me. There will be a new sunshine staying by your side instead of me."

— What a joke.You are the sun, without the sun, how can there be light.

Then he stopped talking, and I heard myself sobbing softly.

"Why don't you talk?" I asked him, but he still didn't respond.

"Speak...don't be like this..."

"Okay then, let's wait for the sunshine tomorrow." He finally spoke, his tone full of pampering, "Let's wait together."

I nodded, still holding him still.

"Go to sleep first, it will be over soon." He reached out and patted my head lightly, stroking the hair by my ear, "Go to sleep. Don't cry."

At the end of the picture, I choked up and closed my eyes.The last thing I remember is his slender and fine eyelashes illuminated by the sun, and the gentle warmth of his palm.

The sun shines in the window, just like in the past.

——If it is not for death, never for life.

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