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Tomorrow is New Year's Day. At the beginning of the new year, the shops on both sides of the street have already put up festive decorations. Looking around, the whole street is red, and it looks really lively.

When he walked out of the Chinese restaurant, Bo Liang couldn't help squinting his eyes and looked up at the sky. The sky was bright white, and the wind knife didn't seem to restrain himself. It was blown non-stop.

He lowered his head, wrapped the coffee-colored scarf around his neck twice more, and then carried the thermos bucket and plunged into the strong wind alone.

The bells in the streets and alleys were like a reminder, prompting him to quicken his pace.

When he returned to the apartment, the heater rushed towards him, and he didn't seem to relax in the slightest.I saw him running upstairs in three steps at a time—every time he went out alone, he was always worried like this.

Fortunately, the people in the house sat and painted by the fireplace, looking at ease, just as before he left.

Bo Liang's footsteps slowly stopped by the door, his brows relaxed a little, his body leaned against the door frame relaxedly, and his heart finally felt a little more at ease.

"I'm back." He smiled softly at the people in the room.

However, Jiang Yi in the painting is very focused, as if he is not aware of his existence at all.The thin light outside the window shone obliquely on Jiang Yi's face, coating his whole body with a layer of light, and the already fair skin was almost transparent by the light refraction, which made Bo Liang's heart tighten suddenly, as if the person in front of him The person who is painting may leave him at any time.

Holding the thermos bucket tightly, he walked into the house and walked towards Jiang Yi.

"What are you drawing?" I couldn't help but uttered a sound, breaking the deathly tranquility in the room.

Jiang Yi still ignored him and continued with what he was doing.

Bo Liang had to sit on the chair opposite Jiang Yi, watching Jiang Yi draw.His eyes are unscrupulous, focused and gentle.Just looking at it like this, there was a moment of trance, thinking that they had returned to more than ten years ago.

——It was like this when he first met Jiang Yi.

At that time, Jiang Yi was in a clearing on the top of the mountain, holding a small stone and scribbling on the ground with a serious look on his face.He stood behind Jiang Yi, looked at it for a while, and asked him what he was painting?

At that time, Jiang Yiyuan was not as calm as he is now, and suddenly he heard someone talking behind him, and his body was about to fall down.

It was Bo Liang who stopped him: "Be careful."

Jiang Yi sat in the pavilion, covered his chest with his hands and panted for a long time, and said angrily, "You scared me to death!"

When speaking, his cheeks were slightly bulging, like an angry little goldfish, his deer eyes were wet, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Bo Liang felt a little guilty when he heard that, he walked over and took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket as an apology: "Don't be angry, my name is Bo Liang."

"I don't care what your name is." Jiang Yi slapped his hand off, obviously he was really angry, he pressed his palm to his heart, and walked away.

The people left and the chocolate dropped.

Before Bo Liang could ask "What's your name", Jiang Yi's back blocked his mouth.

Ruyi Mountain is so big, it's not too difficult to figure out a person's origin, when he figured out Jiang Yi's name, he also figured out his origin by the way, and if he wanted to know more, he would know, it turns out Jiang Yi also has congenital heart disease, so it is not surprising.

When he figured out everything about Jiang Yi, he suddenly became very uncomfortable for some reason.

However, he was only ten years old at the time, and he still didn't understand whether the discomfort was due to the compassion of the well-clothed and well-fed or the guilt of the innocent.

After that day, he bought a lot of picture books and painting supplies and waited on the top of the mountain, but Jiang Yi never came again.

One time during breakfast, he heard his parents chatting, and only then did he know that Jiang Yi fell ill after returning home that night. Mr. Zhu and Mrs. Fu quarreled over this matter, and it turned out that Mrs. Fu took her son Zhu Shen to study abroad painted.

Mother Zhong Yun showed distaste, and while cutting the bacon, she said: "If you want me to say, Yunzhi is also a mess, and that kind of low-brow should not let him in! Speaking of which, my sister-in-law is also soft-hearted. Actually let my brother's illegitimate son return to Zhong's house, look at what kind of world this is..."

Father Bo Yin shook the newspaper, "Speak without eating or sleeping."

Zhong Yun curled her lips and looked at the two brothers, one big and one small at the dining table, with a smug expression: "Our family is better."

Bo Liang put down the knife and fork and ran out the door, Zhong Yun followed behind and shouted: "Where are you going? Where are you going?"

Bo Liang bit his lip, he wanted to go to Zhu Zhai.

Later, he did have many opportunities to visit Jiang Yi in Zhu's house, but he never saw the person he wanted to see.

After a few years, we met again in Zall's junior high school.

At the beginning of the semester, he made a speech as an outstanding student leader of the year.

Jiang Yi just entered school on the first day of the junior high school. Like the students sitting in the audience, he raised his head and looked up at the stage.

Bo Liang bowed to everyone, and when he raised his head and was about to speak, he saw a man who was familiar with him for no reason.

He recognized it immediately, with unconcealable joy flashing in his eyes, and he almost rushed down the stage.

Jiang Yi still didn't change, he looked very thin, when he looked at the stage quietly, maybe it was because the hair on his forehead was too long, his eyes were half covered, and he looked a little gloomy.

It wasn't too close, but he observed very carefully, and he seemed to be able to see through the sad and mysterious background of the other party.

Bo Liang's heart trembled, and when he raised his hand, he touched something, and a sharp and piercing sound came across the microphone instantly, and everyone in the audience frowned and covered their ears, discussing among themselves.

Only Jiang Yi sat quietly like this, looking at him with his head half up, as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him.

Soon a teacher came up to repair the microphone, Bo Liang coughed lightly, and began to explain the subject according to the script, but he couldn't even remember what he said at that time.

I only remember a pair of deer eyes, wet, blinking in my heart.

He is a cadre of the student union, and he usually has a lot of things to do. In those two years, he went to the lower grades all day long.Zall's students are either rich or expensive, and most of them like to watch the dishes. He knew that Jiang Yi might not have a good time in the class.

——But he didn't expect to be so sad.

He couldn't remember how many times he had pulled Jiang Yi out of the sandpit. Obviously, Jiang Yi was thrown into it maliciously, and there were even bruises on his wrist and wounds on his face.

"Who did it." He was really angry, his face was gloomy, and he looked straight at Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi shook the sand off his body, but didn't speak.

"I'll go and watch the surveillance." He was so mad that he had to find out those people.

Jiang Yu grabbed him and said flatly, "Don't go, it's useless."

Bo Liang shook off Jiang Yi's hand and walked forward without saying a word, but Jiang Yi suddenly stopped him.

"Didn't you want to know my name a long time ago, senior?"

Bo Liang stopped in his tracks.

"Jiang Yi. My name." Jiang Yi weakly supported the pillar of the horizontal bar, silently staring at the back of the thin beam.

Bo Liang clenched his fist tightly, but gradually let it go.

At that moment, a question suddenly flashed in his mind - what kind of parents would give their children such names?

Jiang Yi.

is legacy?Abandoned?Still sorry?

But in his eyes, the thin child behind him should be alone and independent.

He turned his head, walked slowly back to Jiang Yi's side, and seemed to sigh softly: "I know."

"I know you know." Jiang Yi looked up at him, his eyes untainted: "But I told you this."

Bo Liang was discouraged at once, he really didn't have any anger in his heart, but looked at Jiang Yi's blue mouth and dark purple cheekbones, feeling inexplicably bored.

He raised his hand and couldn't help reaching out to Jiang Yi, but his fingers paused when they touched Jiang Yi's cheek, and he tried his best to restrain the surging emotion in his heart, as if swearing: "No one will bully you again, Xiao Shi one."

Jiang Yi was just stunned for a moment, with a pale smile froze on his lips: "Senior knows a lot."

Eleven is his ranking.

But no one has ever admitted it.

"I'm serious."

Jiang Yi smiled helplessly.

Children who grow up in such a carefree family seem to be more innocent and innocent than their peers. They are easy to trust and treat others well.

It's just that Jiang Yi's guard is too heavy. He has learned to read words and emotions in his growth, so he never trusts anyone, let alone the casual promises of the sympathetic young master in front of him.

"Oh." He patted the ashes on his body, responded with nothing to do, and then walked towards the classroom without looking back.

Looking at his back, Bo Liang felt very uncomfortable, and later warned many people in private, and those people really didn't dare to blatantly target Jiang Yi again because of his face.

There are too many ways to target just one person.

After that, Jiang Yi didn't know how much he suffered and suffered, but he never told Bo Liang.

He is still withdrawn, going his own way, and walking alone.

They gradually moved up to higher grades, and Bo Liang made a big detour to the middle school to find Jiang Yi.

He saw that Jiang Yi would occasionally read a book in the shade of a tree, draw pictures on the back hill, and sleep in the gazebo.

He was always motionless when he fell asleep, and even his breath was soft and weak.Bo Liang walked lightly and stretched out his hand to test it out, and found that Jiang Yi's breath seemed to have stagnated, and then his heart became flustered, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he was ready to do something for him before he even had time to think about it. First aid resuscitation.

Putting Jiang Yiping on the ground, Bo Liang's hands were trembling—ever since he knew that Jiang Yi had a heart attack, he had been dabbling in related diseases and first aid knowledge, but he never thought that he would practice it one day.

He knelt on one side, pressed his overlapping hands on Jiang Yi's heart, dense sweat slid down his forehead, he was just about to use his strength, but saw Jiang Yi opened his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile .

He didn't have time to react, so he sat down on the ground: "You, you...didn't..."

Seeing the teasing look in Jiang Yi's eyes, he couldn't tell whether he was more afraid or angry.

How can this person even make fun of life and death?

He has practiced with his father since he was a child, and he has never changed his expression when dealing with people. He never thought that one day he would be tricked by a yellow-haired boy in the third grade of junior high school.

"Senior seems to want to give me first aid?" Jiang Yi sat up, straightened up and winked at him.It was clearly a pair of innocent deer eyes, but what was said inside and outside the words were all teasing traps.

Bo Liang paused, sighed, and stood up: "It's good that you're fine."

Jiang Yi was stunned, as if he didn't expect such a reaction from Bao Liang.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity, to use Bo Liang's anger as an excuse, to have a big fight with him, and to draw a line from then on.He is not used to being cared about, anyway, those who cared about him will leave sooner or later.

But what he didn't expect was that the worry and worry on the thin beam's face seemed to be heavier than anger, and he almost said in a trembling voice: "Don't scare me with such things in the future, Eleven."

Jiang Yi moved his head away, patted the folds of the school uniform on his chest, and said softly, "You have to get used to it."

Bo Liang was trembling all over, but he didn't dare to ask him, what is he used to?

Are you used to this joke?

still is……

Get used to his heart stopping?

"I have this disease, and many people can't survive." Jiang Yi smiled lightly at Bo Liang, his chin seemed to be sharper, and there was an invisible knife in his careless eyes, which was cutting Bo Liang's heart inch by inch: " So senior, stop wasting your energy on me."

Steady, accurate, ruthless.

With a bang, something exploded in Bo Liang's heart.

Jiang Yi knew, he knew everything.

"I didn't waste my energy in vain." Bo Liang lowered his head and still extended his hand to Jiang Yi who was sitting on the ground.

Jiang Yu didn't expect that the person opposite would be so stubborn, so she suppressed her smile, stood up on the ground, and left the gazebo without looking back.

Thin Liang's hands were suspended in the air.

After that day, they never spoke again.Jiang Yi treated him like a stranger, sometimes the school would not greet him when they saw him, let alone make eye contact with him.

In Jiang Yi's eyes, he seemed like a plague, and he felt frustrated for the first time in his life.

After all, he has never lacked friends around him, and he didn't even need to move his hands. Countless people flocked towards him. Alone with Jiang Yi, he was like a boat that was going backwards. retreating.

No one taught him what to do, why is it so difficult to be nice to a person.

Jiang Yi took the initiative to talk to him probably when he was a sophomore in high school. At that time, Jiang Yi was holding Zhu Shen's oil painting and came to be a lobbyist.

It's ridiculous to say that Jiang Yi came to match him and Zhu Shen.

"Why?" There seemed to be a trace of humiliation on the thin beam's face, and it was difficult to maintain the usual smile.

"No why."

"Then you and I—"

"You should take a look at the others." Jiang Yi interrupted him, thinking that Jiang Yi's height had only reached his shoulders at that time, but the words he said were as heavy as a weight: "I want to see you and Zhu deep together."

At least he's healthy.

Healthy and like yours.

And I am different.

"It's impossible for me to be with him." Bo Liang looked at him coldly, and said every word: "Jiang Yi, you don't seem to have a heart."

Jiang Yi was slightly stunned, a look of astonishment flashed across his face, Bo Liang felt that his accusation seemed a little serious, he just wanted to make amends, but saw Jiang Yi nodded, smiled lightly and said: "It seems to be so. "

As soon as the words fell, Bao Liang couldn't help rushing over, cupped his face, and kissed his lips.

Jiang Yi's lips are really cold, until now, thinking about it, they seem to be covered with frost.

At that time, Bao Liang kissed someone for the first time, with all his strength, his teeth ran over the other's lips hard, and the kiss made Jiang whine in confusion, like a newborn kitten.Gradually, his strength relaxed a bit, and he gently pinched the back of Jiang Yi's head to calm his useless struggle.

Being close, Jiang Yi's long eyelashes fluttered gently like injured flutterings, and Bo Liang couldn't help but want to keep the pair of flutterings in his own world.

Don't fly away, come to me.he thinks.

Afraid of Jiang Yi's lack of oxygen, Bo Liang finally regained some sanity, and put his nose against Jiang Yi's nose, and the two of them gasped alternately.

Jiang Yi silently pushed him away, squatted down and picked up Zhu Shen's oil painting that fell on the ground.

Bo Liang said coolly: "You like Zhu Shen that much?"

Like it so much that even your own likes can be handed over to others?

Jiang Yi seemed to have been stabbed by something, and was stunned for a moment, then loudly shouted at him to cover up: "I hate Zhu Shen! I hate you even more!"

With a snap, a tear fell to the ground.

Bo Liang saw Jiang Yi's shoulders shrinking and shrinking, and felt as if someone had punched him hard.At a loss, he pulled Jiang Yi up, and found that Jiang Yi was really crying, with red eye circles, but secretly suppressed himself, not allowing himself to make a sound.

Bao Liang touched his lips and sighed, what should he do with him?

The people he likes are always so duplicity.

Jiang Yi avoided Bo Liang's hand, took a few steps back, rolled up Zhu Shen's oil painting, and murmured: "Don't choose me..."

"Already selected."

"Then change it."

"It can't be changed."

In other words, he didn't intend to change at all.

For the first time in his life, Jiang Yi was so blocked that he could not speak. He stepped on the thin beam and left the classroom angrily.

Bo Liang couldn't help laughing until thinking of Jiang Yi's panic-stricken look back then.

Jiang Yi put down the paintbrush in his hand, and glanced at Bo Liang: "What are you laughing at?"

Bo Liang shook his head, "Did you finish the painting?"

Jiang Yi blinked slightly as an answer.

"Let me see?" Bo Liang asked.

Jiang Yi moved the easel and gently refused: "No."

Bo Liang didn't care either: "I'll see it sooner or later."

Jiang Yi's eyes darkened, and he didn't want to continue this topic, so he asked him very tiredly: "Is it snowing outside?"

"No, the weather forecast says it's going to fall soon."

With regret on his face, Jiang Yi stood up from the chair. Because he had been sitting for a long time, his body seemed a little vacant, and his head was a little dizzy. The moment he held on to the wall, Bao Liang quickly caught him.

Jiang Yi said lightly: "I don't know, whether I can see another snow."

Bao Liang's complexion changed instantly, and he pinched Jiang Yi's darkened lips punitively, but this pinching made his heart hurt even more.

The fingertips stayed on Jiang Yi's lips for too long, so long that Jiang Yi turned his head to dodge.

Bo Liang said calmly, "I bought your favorite dumpling, do you like it?"

Jiang Yi gave a "hmm" and said casually, "It's okay."

The corners of Thin Liang's lips could not help but curl up.

For so many years, he has never pried out a word of "like" from Jiang Yi's mouth, and "not bad" is probably the highest evaluation.

Jiang Yi said, "Dr. Green called just now."

Bo Liang's heart tightened: "What did he tell you?"

"He told me to go back to the hospital." Jiang Yu slowly raised his head and looked at Bo Liang: "But you and I both know that it's pointless to go back now. I don't want to die on the hospital bed with needles all over my body. I want to be decent. , say goodbye to this world."

Bo Liang took a deep breath, turned his head away, so that Jiang Yi would not see his red eye circles: "Yes."

The room is quiet, the windows are trembling from the strong wind outside, the whistling and raging outside can be vaguely heard through the thick glass, but the thin beams can hear it very clearly.

He was suspicious, that voice was from the bottom of his heart.

"If he calls again, thank him and Zhong Heng for their kindness." After a pause, Jiang Yi said, "I have my own things to do now."

Bo Liang subconsciously looked at the blank wall behind him. There were eleven lines of black characters written on it, six of which had been crossed out by the red pen.

This was Jiang Yi's wish for the rest of his life when he was discharged from the hospital half a month ago.It sounds very old-fashioned, and he was inspired by a child with congenital heart disease on the hospital bed next to him.

After racking his brains and thinking, he actually only had eleven wishes left in his life.

The first six wishes have been fulfilled.

The seventh line reads, draw an oil painting.

Jiang Yi walked to the wall, waved his hand, and there were only five wishes left.

The seventh line reads, see "Shadows by Lake Anrietta".

The two haven't seen a movie together for a long time—since Jiang Yi was hospitalized.

Jiang Yi has a small appetite now, probably after eating two and a half dumplings slowly, he yelled that he was full.Bo Liang silently ate the remaining dumplings, and the two of them huddled together on the bed to watch this depressing movie.

This is Jiang Yi's favorite movie. He has watched it no less than a hundred times by himself, and he can even speak the lines of every character accurately.

"This is the last time I watched it." Jiang Yi looked at Bo Liang with a smile.

Bo Liang clenched his hand tightly, rubbing the ring of his ring finger: "Don't..."

In the past seven years, Jiang Yi has said such words to him countless times, hoping to improve his immunity so that he can be more comfortable when facing life and death.But there is no way, just thinking about Jiang Yi's life is like an upside-down hourglass, passing by bit by bit, Bao Liang's heartache is so painful that he can't breathe.

Although his name is Bo Liang, he sounds extremely cold and mean, but all the warmth of his life has been given to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi sighed from the bottom of his heart, leaned into Bo Liang's arms, and concentrated on watching the movie.

In fact, he doesn't have much energy now, thinking that this is the last seventh wish in his life, he still managed to cheer up and read it.

This is an old foreign film with double redemption. When the heroine Anna smashed the window of the abused hero Lyle with a stone, the male protagonist held the heroine's hand without hesitation and became a helpless After the heroine's relatives, their fates have merged ever since.

They settled on the shore of Lake Anrietta, and after spending some ambiguous and pleasant time together, the male lead left all his property to the female lead, saying that he was tired of the scenery here, and then left peacefully.

After that, the heroine began her long search, and when she returned to the lake that carried their beautiful memories, it had been more than 40 years. The heroine had gray hair and inconvenient legs and feet.

However, she found an unburned letter in the cellar, and only then did she know that the male lead was terminally ill, so she left her quietly.The hero asks his friends to help him keep the secret, and after his death, he sprinkles his ashes into Lake Anrietta, and he is willing to protect the heroine forever in this way.

The story is told with the tone of the cello, which makes people's mood extremely heavy.

Pulled out a deep lyrical note, in fact, the heroine is getting old in the sunset by the lake.

She became stooped, tottering, old, and forgetful, but she still insisted on going to the lakeside day after day.Her Alzheimer's disease made her forget many memories that she should have. Her vision is always misty and empty, as if waiting for something, and she never focuses on the real thing.

The young nurse accompanied her all day long and asked her what she was waiting for?

"Did you see the lake in front of you? I'm waiting for my lover." The heroine blushed, like a girl in Huaichun, and said a little shyly: "I'm waiting for him to pick me up and leave."

The movie came to an abrupt end, and the two remained silent for a long time.

One person silently crossed out Jiang Yi's wish in the bottom of his heart.

In the bottom of his heart, one person secretly thought about how to speak his mind.

"Anna is so stupid..." Jiang Yi said softly.

Bo Liang whispered: "Lyle is also stupid."

In the past, Jiang Yi would still argue with Bo Liang, but now, he can't say a word, and there are only soft sighs one after another, like a slight groan after experiencing the pain| Moan.

After a long time, he heard him say softly: "Go back to Bo's house, this is my ninth wish."

Bo Liang was almost hoarse by him, but he was extremely firm: "No."

Jiang Yi raised their interlocking hands, and pointed the ring on his ring finger to Bo Liang's eyes: "It's agreed, you help me fulfill eleven wishes, and I will marry you."

"Don't lie, senior."

He just made such a request unscrupulously because he was sure of his promise.

Bo Liang choked with sobs, but insisted: "No."

"It's time to go home, senior."

Bo Liang covered Jiang Yi's eyes, not wanting him to see his wet and red eye circles, but his voice was still firm: "No!"

Jiang Yi raised her head slightly, and kissed his palm: "Senior, you are too stubborn, don't be like Anna, huh? It's not worth waiting for someone for 50 years."

"Senior, let me go at ease." Jiang Yi said.

Bo Liang only felt cold, so cold that his teeth began to chatter.Even though the windows were closed tightly, there seemed to be wind blowing from all directions, directly drilling into his bone marrow.

Against the wind, enduring the pain, he said in a deep voice, "I'm not Anna."

Jiang Yi smiled, eyes crooked.

Bo Liang clenched his fists tightly and said in a stiff voice, "I won't wait for someone for 50 years."

Jiang Yi nodded, "Yes."

There was a trace of sadness in Bao Liang's heart, he took a deep breath, pretended to follow Jiang Yi's words cruelly and said: "I will never wait for you like Anna waited for Lyle, don't worry, I came to country A just to To help you heal—that’s all.”

Jiang Yi pursed his lips, and said word by word: "That's really great."

Bo Liang's heart froze, and he only heard Jiang Yi say: "You know, I was with you at the beginning just because of anger, Zhu Shen, he got too much, I just want to have something he doesn't have."

"I... really hate Zhu Shen." Jiang Yi repeatedly emphasized.

He is a little out of breath when speaking now, and he always has to breathe lightly for a while after finishing a sentence.

Bo Liang lightly relieved him.

This tone made Bo Liang instantly think of Zhu Shen—although he always said that he hated illegitimate children the most, he still pulled Jiang Yi into the car that Zhu's family came to pick him up.He said that no outsiders were allowed in or out of his studio, but he still acquiesced to Jiang Yi's existence.He told Jiang Yi to get the hell out of here, but turned around secretly and said to Jiang Yi, hurry up and follow.

Even though Jiang Yi never said who he liked, Bo Liang knew that he also liked Zhu Shen.Otherwise, he, who has always been withdrawn and likes to be alone, would not be willing to be Zhu Shen's follower.

These two brothers never speak their minds to others.

"Yes, of course I know." Almost gritted his teeth, Bo Liang said to him: "I never take these things to heart."

"I'm sleepy, senior." In order to prove that he was really sleepy, Jiang Yi kept his eyes closed when speaking.

Bo Liang shook his hand, got out of bed, covered him with the quilt, closed the door and walked out.

With a "click", the two were separated in two spaces by a wooden door.

The person in the room was crying silently, while the person outside the room squatted at the door, burying his head in the crook of his elbow.

It's too cold this winter, it's almost impossible to survive.

——The two were thinking at the same time.

Bo Liang returned to Jiang Yi's study, staring at the wall where the words were written, without looking away for a long time.

Jiang Yi's tenth wish is to carry his name and wish his family tree.

It has to be said that his ninth wish and tenth wish were actually a lot of thought.

Bo Liang returns to Bo's house, and Jiang Yi returns to Zhu's house.

From then on, ashes to ashes, dust to dust?

If he didn't fulfill Jiang Yi's ninth wish and returned to Bo's house, he would have no chance to fulfill Jiang Yi's tenth wish and write his name on the family tree.

Zhu Bo's family had deep grievances, Jiang Yi made a dead end for his wish, and he handed over the thread to Bo Liang.

Bo Liang couldn't help laughing wryly, Jiang Yi even made arrangements for the rest of his life, it seemed that he was really afraid that he would go with him.

But it would be too cruel to let myself stay in the world alone and spend a long life thinking about it.

Bo Liang sighed, and despite being angry again, he returned to the bedroom.

——About three years ago, he discovered that Jiang Yi's heartbeat would stop suddenly when he fell asleep, and he no longer felt relieved that Jiang Yi would sleep alone.

At this moment Jiang Yizhen fell asleep, motionless, like a child.

Bo Liang subconsciously raised his wrist and looked at his watch, all signs were normal.

The heart rate watch on Jiang Yi's hand is connected to his watch, and Jiang Yi's heartbeat can be detected at a glance.He invited researchers to send Jiang Yi's heartbeat sound to his Bluetooth headset in real time. Even when he was sleeping, he still wore a Bluetooth headset.

Just like at this time, Bo Liang hugged Jiang Yi tightly from behind, and obviously heard that the heartbeat in his earphones was a bit disordered.

He knew that Jiang Yi was not asleep.

"Eleven, let's stop arguing." Bo Liang's chin rested on Jiang Yi's shoulder.

Jiang Yi's body froze, and under the quilt, he gently patted the back of Bao Liang's hand with his own unwarmed hands.

"Do you remember...the first time we met?" Jiang Yi asked him softly.

Bo Liang said in a hoarse voice, "I will never forget it."

A tear fell into the pillow, and Bo Liang said heavily: "Don't be angry, my name is Bo Liang."

Jiang Yi seemed to be smiling, rubbed his palm, and said softly, "My name is Jiang Yi."

After a pause, he said, "Senior, I'm sorry."

"Don't say I'm sorry," Bo Liang felt his heart was so stuffed that he wanted to cry, "Eleventh, don't say sorry..."

"Don't say it, don't say it...don't be sad." Jiang Yu coaxed him gently: "Whenever you are sad, my heart aches."

Bo Liang's palm pressed against Jiang Yi's chest, feeling the weak beating under his palm.

"Does it still hurt?"

Jiang Yi shook his head lightly, "What time is it?"

"It's eleven o'clock."

"Then in another hour...it will be the new year...this year, I will be 24 years old..."

"Yes, it's your birthday in eleven days."

"Can you, in advance... tell me... happy birthday, senior."

"No." Bo Liang insisted: "I'll talk to you that day."

"Tell me..."

"Eleven, give me something to look forward to, too?"

Jiang Yi was taken aback for a moment, and bit his cold lips: "Then you...you have to remember..."

"Can't forget."

Jiang Yi's hand rested on the back of Bo Liang's hand: "You said... where do people go after they die?"

Bo Liang felt a dull pain in his heart: "Don't say such things."

The tone was almost pleading.

"I'm just... just asking," Jiang Yi closed his eyes again, and shed a tear, "I don't know... where will a person go after death, will they still be conscious..."

"Jiang Yi." Bo Liang warns, Jiang Yi has mentioned too much about life and death today, he can't take it anymore.

"Let me finish, senior. Give me a year... I'll get myself out of your side—not so early...and not too late."

As soon as the voice fell, I suddenly heard the sound of fireworks from the mountain not far away.

It's New Year's fireworks.

Jiang Yi opened his eyes instantly, his eyes were as happy as a child's.

Their windows faced the mountain, and they could vaguely see many people standing densely on the top of the mountain, setting off fireworks.

A flower bud jumped into the air like a fire feather arrow, blooming in the dark sky, the sparks of the petals flickered in the air and slowly spread out, and finally disappeared in the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was a second flower, and a third flower...

I can vaguely hear the cheers over there, and the sound waves celebrate the arrival of the New Year together with the sound of fireworks soaring into the sky.

Outside the window is a deafening sea of ​​stars, colorful and colorful. After the fireworks that have bloomed before the curtain call, new fireworks will rush to the top, bloom, and then wither.

The world is so noisy, Bo Liang seems to hear Jiang Yi laughing during the countdown to the New Year's Eve.

"five--"

"Four--"

In an instant, a huge and shining firework sprang up from the top of the mountain. The momentum was so great that the whole city seemed to be shaken.

"three--"

"two--"

In an instant, the fiery trees and silver flowers, the dark sky and the golden light are shining, like the stars all over the sky are closing the curtain, and it is like countless silver rains falling on the mortal world.

"one!"

There was a huge sound of New Year's greetings on the top of the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, Bo Liang heard his heartbeat stop in his ears.

He was already very experienced in this. At the moment his heart stopped, there was a signal to go to the hospital, and a car had already been sent here.

Bo Liang immediately fed Jiang Yi two medicines, and then began to give first aid.Pressing his fist on the inner side of Jiang Yi's left chest, his movements are precise and in place, even the doctor is full of praise.

After all, in the past seven years, Jiang Yi has frightened him like this more than once.

And every time, he was able to take Jiang Yi back from the hands of the God of Death.

This time, it must be no exception.

After five more presses, Jiang Yi would get up with a smile and say to him, "Senior seems to want to give me first aid?"

five times...

fifteen strokes...

Fifty under...

It's been too long.Bo Liang thought helplessly.

It was really lively outside the window, and the unfinished fireworks climbed up the entire night sky together, and it was indeed going faster.

Jiang Yi likes shiny things like this the most, if he misses them, he might be uncomfortable for a long time.

get up quickly.

His muscles seemed to have memory, pressing down on Jiang Yi's chest one after another.Until the sky was dark, until the emergency doctors arrived, until the doctors dragged the thin beam away, and until Jiang Yi was sent to the ambulance, his heart still couldn't recover its own beating.

Maybe it's because today is New Year's Day, the whole city is extremely excited, people are singing songs to wine on the street, as if they are not afraid of the cold wind.

The bells on the street can be heard faintly ringing together, as if the steps of death are approaching step by step.

The ambulance silently passed through the lively crowd, and galloped through a red and noisy world, but this excitement seemed to have nothing to do with them.

Outside the car window, Bo Liang saw that everyone on the street had smiles on their faces.He felt that when Jiang Yi woke up, she would smile as sweetly as them.

get up quickly.

After all, Jiang Yi likes to laugh the most.

When he arrived at the hospital, he was isolated outside the operating room.In the narrow corridor, he couldn't stop pacing back and forth, and finally stood by the window.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window, and it was snowing at some point.

This is the first snow of the new year, and the wind like a cold knife finally has the name of being a teacher, and finally has a destination.

Even the wind has a home, but he, in this aisle full of disinfectant, is like an abandoned child.

He waited and waited, and finally saw Jiang Yi's operating table being pushed out—from head to toe