North to South

"Song Ze, why isn't he awake yet?"

"I have no idea."

Who is speaking?Why does my head hurt so much?

"Nansheng, Nansheng... Nansheng, wake up."

Who is calling me?who is it?

"Song Ze, think of a way! Could it be that these three years have been wasted? Tell me!"

"Fuck! Fu Beisheng! Calm down!"

Song Ze?Fu Beisheng?

Very familiar name, very familiar feeling.Especially Fu Beisheng.

I want to open my eyes to see him, really want to...see him.

"Then, open your eyes."

It seemed that something sounded in his ears, telling Fu Nansheng that he could open his eyes, he could do it.

"Yes, he is waiting for you, wake up quickly."

"Who are you?" Fu Nansheng wandered in the dark.

"I am him, so wake up quickly."

"Okay." Fu Nansheng didn't know why he was willing to believe this mysterious voice, but he just felt at ease.

"good."

Fu Nansheng opened his mouth and was about to say something when he suddenly felt something cold press against his forehead.But it was so dark that he couldn't see anything.

The change happened in the next second, and the dazzling light hit in an instant, forcing Fu Nansheng to close his eyes quickly, and after a while, he blinked twice to adapt to the light.

When I fully opened my eyes, I saw a fluorescent lamp above my head, which was very new.Glancing down, it was a snow-white bed sheet. I sniffed and sniffed, but there was no peculiar smell.I glanced around again, but there was no one.

But what about the person just now?Obviously heard the voice.

"Crack." The doorknob lock not far away was turned.

Hearing the movement, Fu Nansheng turned his neck with great effort, and focused his gaze on the door.Although he felt that he had forgotten a lot of things, he had an instinctive attachment to the voice just now.He is looking forward to it.

The door was fully opened, but the person standing by the door did not move.

This is undoubtedly a very handsome face, with elegant eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, and well-shaped lips.But the slightly drooping head and messy hair revealed the pain and decadence of the visitor.

What a dejected look, Fu Nansheng thought, but he just felt that this person should be smiling all the time, instead of showing such a fragile expression like he is now.

A voice in his heart told him that this person was Fu Beisheng.

Fu Nansheng licked his dry lips, opened his mouth that seemed to have not uttered a word for a long time, and whispered: "Fu Beisheng." The next moment, he saw the person at the door raise his head fiercely, his eyes were about to overflow with surprise .

"Nansheng, you... woke up, finally woke up."

When Fu Nansheng heard the choked breath in these words, his heart ached for a while.The person standing at the door finally came to his senses, rushed to the bed in a hurry, wanted to do something but didn't dare to touch him, and yelled at the door, "Song Ze, get the fuck out of here... People are awake!" The last three words were cried out.

Fu Nansheng's throat was uncomfortable, so he didn't speak anymore, but quietly looked at the foolish person beside the bed and smiled.

For a time, the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious.

The wind outside the window caressed this small world softly with the clear breath, witnessing the two hands clasped together on the hospital bed.

The author has something to say:

Overbearing author: "It's getting cold, let the novel end."

Smile, and there is an extra episode from Song Ze's perspective.

It's cloudy. . .