Let's talk about being each other's basic friends

This car accident hit the headlines of various newspapers, occupied the number one trending search on Weibo, and aroused heated discussions among people.

Everyone sighed, or angry, or sighed.Be it Zou Yingyang's fans or just passers-by, they all accused the illegitimate meal that caused so much harm.Some people even flesh out their personal information, so that more people can condemn them at close range.

And the driver's license was also revoked, and he was still eating in the police station.

This is also self-inflicted.The two younger sisters who were followed by a chartered car were only students, and seeing their idol's car rushing out of the road with their own eyes had already caused great harm to their fragile hearts.Not to mention the various accusations, abuse and curses that followed.

It was bearable at first, but these verbal injuries later evolved into life, and changed from words to actions.

Being blocked by Zou Yingyang's fans and splashing water at the school gate, textbooks that disappeared miraculously, roommates were treated differently, etc... This made them dare not even go home, and they were afraid that they would hurt their families.

They really couldn't stand this kind of exaggerated punishment, which made them want to die. If it wasn't for the burden of many things on their bodies, they would have killed themselves long ago.

Although Uncle Tang and Zou Yingyang were rescued, they were still unconscious on the hospital bed, and their lives were in danger at any time.

Except Yang Heng.With his good martial arts, he did nothing, which surprised outsiders.

Yang Heng stayed by Zou Yingyang's bedside to take care of him, longer than Zou Yingyang's biological parents stayed by his side.Zou's father and Zou's mother admired his conscientious and conscientious appearance, and they were embarrassed to praise him in front of Yang Heng.

Naturally, people came to visit Zou Yingyang during the period, and Xuan Duo'er was one of them. It's a pity that Zou Yingyang didn't realize it. Otherwise, seeing Xuan Duo'er crying in front of his bed with pear blossoms in the rain and snot running down his nose, he would definitely be able to hide as far as he could. Far.

It's a pity that Zou Yingyang didn't wake up for a long time in the past. How long has it been?It didn't seem long, maybe two or three days.

If Yang Heng is willing to stay with Zou Yingyang if he has enough time, it doesn't matter even if he can't wake up all the time.Who told him to protect himself in his arms and yell to be careful when the car rolled down the hillside.

Although it was not Yang Heng who needed to be careful, but Zou Yingyang himself, Yang Heng had to admit that Zou Yingyang subconsciously worried about Yang Heng's reaction at a critical moment of life and death, which was in stark contrast to his usual cold and poisonous appearance.Really... very cute.

Yang Heng tucked the corner of his back for Zou Yingyang, who was lying on the hospital bed and kept alive by infusion of nutrient solution because he couldn't eat.

Zou Yingyang on the hospital bed lost his previous demeanor, with closed eyes, pale and bloodless lips, and unkempt and messy hair.It seemed that there was not even a breath of life left, if he could not feel his breath.

"Are you going to sleep here to death? Then I won't keep guarding you." Yang Heng sat sideways on the side of the hospital bed, and said while stretching out his own hand to poke Zou Yingyang's pale cheek.

He propped himself up on the bed with one arm, and leaned his whole body towards Zou Yingyang, suppressing Zou Yingyang's cautiousness with fear.He looked at the dimple that was poked out and sunken by himself, and said sadly: "You're thinner..." He retracted his straight index finger, and used the index finger and middle finger to bend to pinch the opponent's cheek, and then said: " There's no meat left."

Normally, if Yang Heng played with Zou Yingyang's most precious face so recklessly, he would have been beaten up long ago.

Yang Heng sat back on the chair specially prepared for the family members, rubbed his fingers, his eyes darkened, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What are you thinking?" The system gentleman has not heard Yang Heng's voice for a long time, but it doesn't care, after all, no one will stop at the beginning.It's also impossible for it to handle Yang Heng all the time.

Yang Heng pulled back Piaoyuan's thoughts, and said sullenly: "It's nothing."

At this time, there was a soft "squeak" sound of the door opening.

He looked up and saw the doctor whispering for him to come over.Yang Heng looked back at Zou Yingyang, who was weak on the hospital bed, before standing up and going outside.

Following the doctor to his office, Yang Heng quietly listened to what the doctor said to him.

The doctor in the white coat had a serious expression on his face, and his tone was filled with deep self-blame: "Please inform Tang Jianhua's family members to come to the hospital. Just now, the patient's heartbeat has stopped..."

"He has no family members, but I will call someone over, although it is quite late now." Yang Heng felt depressed and wanted to smile to ease the atmosphere, but he couldn't move his facial nerves.

Although he had only met Uncle Tang once, from Zou's mother, he also knew that Uncle Tang had no family members, and only the Zou family was left for Uncle Tang.

Therefore, at this time, only the Zou family can handle the funeral for him.

Life is so fragile.

Yang Heng asked the doctor: "Is something going to happen to Zou Yingyang?" The doctor thought for a while and gave an ambiguous answer: "This...no one can be sure."

Yang Heng left the doctor's office and went to Uncle Tang's ward.I found that the nurse I hired before was still there dedicatedly, even though the person she took care of had already begun to lose temperature.

He looked away, left the ward, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed a number: "Aunt Zou, come to the hospital."

He, a non-smoker, really wanted one at this time.

Returning to Zou Yingyang's room again, he unconsciously stared at Zou Yingyang's face again.

"Your time is running out." Mr. System called Yang Heng back to his senses.Yang Heng rubbed his face and forcibly pulled himself together. He didn't want to correct Mr. System's words anymore, so he didn't talk nonsense: "How long is it?"

"One week." Mr. System's words were bad news.

A week is seven days, seven days is 168 hours, and 168 hours is a seemingly long and sufficient number of minutes, but in fact it is a short time that is lost quickly.

Yang Heng laughed lightly at himself: "Looks like I'm finally going to die?"

Mr. System couldn't figure out why Yang Heng became like this. His previous fearless, clever and witty appearance disappeared.why is that?Is it because of the sadness and discouragement that Zou Yingyang may die, or because of his deep despair because he cannot fall in love with others.

Or is it the fear and hesitation that arises because death is close at hand and one cannot escape?

These are just the guesses of Mr. System, he is very optimistic about Yang Heng, so he doesn't think his guesses are true.The current Yang Heng is not something it can guess.

"You won't die." Mr. System said.

"Isn't Zou Yingyang an important NPC? If he dies, I will follow him and my husband." Yang Heng never regarded Zou Yingyang as a string of data, but NPC is a fact.

And whether he can wake up, or end up in the same ending as Uncle Tang in his sleep, it is unknown in the next time.

The only thing that is certain is - Yang Heng's liking for Zou Yingyang will not turn into love in the coming time.

That's right, Yang Heng admitted that because of a certain moment, he really fell in love with Zou Yingyang.It's not the love of acting, but the love of wanting to protect Zou Yingyang.

"Our good friends walking together will not set a dead end at the beginning." Mr. System seems to be defending his game, but in fact he also wants to help Yang Heng, and there are hints hidden in his words.

The author has something to say:

I really hope that an editor can help me correct typos and wrong sentences. Unfortunately, I am not good enough and no one signs my little transparency.But anyway, it's a hobby and nothing extravagant.Continue to code and continue to change.