The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

A few days after Xiaonian, Qi Jingzhi didn't come to the hospital again, and he didn't call Song Yi. He said that there were a lot of things in the company at the end of the year. Song Yi thought he was too busy and didn't have time, so he didn't contact him all the time. disturb his work.

Until that day, when several doctors led nurses into Song Wei's ward, everything that seemed peaceful was finally broken.

"Mr. Song." The leading doctor knocked on the door.

Song Yi saw a group of people walking in from the door, and stood up suspiciously, "Doctor, what's the matter?"

"It's like this, Mr. Song, regarding your nephew's illness, we already have a suitable kidney source here."

"What?" Song Yi looked at the doctor incredulously, "You said...you have found a suitable kidney|source?"

Aunt Zhang at the side also stood up with surprise on her face.

"Yes, we came here today to discuss matters related to surgery with you. It's not too late. Since we already have a suitable kidney source, the sooner the surgery can be done, the better. We can transfer the child to the ward."

"Wait." Song Yi interrupted the doctor, his expression suddenly became a little serious.

He asked suspiciously: "Doctor, why did you suddenly find a suitable kidney source? Didn't you never find it before?"

"This..." The doctor showed embarrassment, "The gentleman who helped us provide the kidney source, I hope we don't reveal his identity."

Song Yi frowned.

He took out his mobile phone and called Qi Jingzhi.

Did not get through.

Song Yi suddenly felt a "hum" in his head, and his heart began to beat violently. The blood all over his body seemed to be frozen, and his hands and feet became cold instantly.

He bit his lip and made another call with his mobile phone.

If things are really what he thinks, then Qi Jingzhi, you are a fucking jerk.

Song Yi clenched the phone tightly, his hands trembling unconsciously.

The result is still the same, can't get through.

The doctor spoke from the side: "Mr. Song, since you have found the source of the kidney, you should do the child's operation first. Who helped you? It's not too late to ask after the operation." He turned around and ordered Nurse, "Xiaolin Xiaoqi, you two get ready, first take the child for a full body checkup."

"Wait." Song Yi stopped the nurse.

"Mr. Song, what are you doing? You can afford to wait, the child can't afford to wait, don't waste time." The doctor was a little dissatisfied, and turned his head to signal the nurse to hurry up.

The nurse came to the bedside, trying to hug Song Wei.

"I told you to stop!" Song Yi suddenly roared, "Did I fucking agree to your surgery?!"

The people present were stunned by his sudden roar, including Song Wei on the hospital bed.

Song Yi looked at the doctor with red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Without my permission, no one should make decisions for me."

He walked towards Aunt Zhang, "Aunt Zhang, I have something to do, I'll go back first, please take care of Xiaowei for me, I'll be back soon."

Aunt Zhang nodded in a daze, not understanding why Song Yi was so emotional all of a sudden.

Isn't it a good thing to find the source of the kidney?

Song Yi ran out of the ward, leaving behind a room full of people who had entered without knowing it but dared not act without authorization.

Song Yi drove towards the community at a fast speed, he didn't close the window, the cold wind whistling outside the window scraped his cheek like a blade, his face was so cold that he almost lost consciousness, but there was a bit of bone-piercing pain.

After getting out of the car, Song Yi ran all the way into the building. He came to the door of Qi Jingzhi's house and took out the spare key from his pocket.

His hands trembled slightly, and he didn't know if it was from the cold or because he was afraid.

The key poked at the keyhole for a long time, but failed to insert it. Song Yi closed his eyes and took a deep breath, opened his eyes and slowly inserted the key in the keyhole.

With a "click", the door opened.

Song Yi stood at the door, staring at the dark room in a daze, unable to move.

He was a little afraid to go in, because he was afraid of seeing what he didn't want to see, afraid that what he thought would come true.

The room was dark and quiet.

Song Yi clenched his fists, and finally walked in.

As a result, the feeling that I had been afraid and vaguely uneasy finally became a reality.

As soon as you enter the door, you can see patches of white hidden in the darkness, and all the furniture is covered with white cloth.

No one was seen, and even the house was empty.

Qi Jingzhi, disappeared?

This question has been echoing in my mind.In fact, it is already a question of established fact.

How to describe that feeling?

It was like the surrounding air suddenly disappeared in an instant, it became difficult to breathe, and I felt uncomfortable all over.It's obvious that I'm going to die, but I don't know what I'm suffering from.

Song Yi didn't turn on the light, and moved his steps slowly in the dark, the soles of his feet were light and fluttering, without any real sense of stepping on the floor.

He walked into Qi Jingzhi's room based on his feeling.

Apart from the original furniture, there is nothing else in the room, but the glass cabinet is still there, and all the figures inside are still there.

Song Yi sat down on the hard bed and saw the picture frame leaning against the wall.

He went over and picked up the picture frame, but the picture inside was gone, only an empty picture frame remained.

Song Yi touched the edge of the painting frame, and he thought of the first time he saw this painting in Qi Jingzhi's room.He couldn't remember how much determination he had made to throw away the painting, but in the end, that person picked it up and put it in a frame like a treasure.

The picture frame was a bit dirty, and Song Yi was ashamed after touching it.He looked down at his hands, feeling dirty, but couldn't see how dirty it was.

When I returned to the living room, I found that the window on the balcony was not closed. The wind outside the window made the curtains flutter. The wind was so strong that the curtains kept fluttering up and down, making a "squeaky" sound.

Song Yi walked over and stopped by the window.

The cold wind was blowing towards Song Yi's face, and there seemed to be some water droplets mixed in the wind, gently hitting Song Yi's cheeks.His face was icy and cold, Song Yi stretched out his hand to touch the water droplets on his face, and looked up to see sparse white spots floating in the night sky outside the window.

Only then did he realize that it was snowing.

The small snowflakes that were originally dots gradually became denser and larger, and under the blowing of the cold wind, they flew towards his face in large pieces.

Song Yi closed his eyes, lying on the balcony, feeling the cold touch of snowflakes on his cheeks, his face seemed to have lost consciousness, and his heart was numb.

A snowflake drifted into his eye, and he blinked, the lashes beaded.

He turned around, pressed his eyes lightly with his fingers, and when he turned around again, he saw a small fur ball on the top of the cat climbing frame - it was the doll that could record.

He went over and took the doll down.When pinching the doll's head, I accidentally touched the play switch.

"Song Yi..."

A familiar voice came from the doll, Song Yi was taken aback, holding the doll in place.

"Are you scolding me now?"

"Come on, I also think I should be scolded, and I deserve it if I scold to death."

A voice that he hadn't heard for many days suddenly rang in his ears, and Song Yi's eyes were sore for a moment, obviously he had endured it just now.

He squatted down and put the doll to his ear.

"I'm sorry...forgive me for leaving without a word..."

Qi Jingzhi's voice sounded a little choked, and he spoke very slowly.

"Break up with you... I really can't say it."

Song Yi heard him sniff his nose.

"But little pighead...he is your only relative in this world, how can you live without him, I can't let you lose him, he must live on in good health..."

Song Yi gritted his teeth and cursed at the doll: "Then what the hell are you?! Are you an idiot?! You idiot!"

"Song Yi..."

This "Song Yi" shout was very gentle, and there was a long pause.

As if Qi Jingzhi was right in front of his eyes, Song Yi made a mysterious "hmm", squatted on the ground and stared blankly at the floor.

"I love you."

The "sizzling" sound from the recording disappeared, and Qi Jingzhi's "I love you" also disappeared into the darkness.

The cold wind continued to pour in from the window, snowflakes fell on the balcony, and the floor was wet.

Song Yi rubbed his cheeks with his sleeve, and sat on the ground by the window, holding the doll in his hand, knocking his head on the window, and sat on the balcony like this all night.

He didn't know if he was asleep or not, but he only remembered that when the sky was about to dawn, he vaguely saw Ren Han's face close at hand.When he woke up again, he was already lying in the hospital.

Ren Han's voice came on the phone, Song Yi coughed twice, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Fuck, you finally woke up?" Ren Han walked to the bed and looked at the person on the bed worriedly.

Song Yi turned over and didn't speak.

I don't want to say it, and I can't say it.I was so weak that it was difficult to even breathe, let alone speak.

Ren Han touched his forehead, "Why is it still so hot? The water is so hot!"

"What's the matter?" Aunt Zhang looked at Song Yi with a sad face, "I left suddenly last night, and I called for a long time but no one answered, I was almost dying of anxiety."

Ren Han originally came to the hospital to see Song Wei, but learned from Aunt Zhang that Song Yi hadn't come back all night after going out, so he went to find him.No one was found at home, so I went to Qi Jingzhi's house.He was almost startled when he entered.

Thinking of what he saw at Qi Jingzhi's house in the morning, he can probably guess what happened.

"Do you want some water?" Ren Han asked Song Yi.

Song Yi didn't say a word.

Ren Han frowned.

Aunt Zhang asked worriedly, "Xiao Song, what's wrong with you?"

"Auntie, you've been tired all night, go back and rest first, I'll just watch over here." Ren Han said.

"But Xiao Song."

"He is under too much mental pressure, don't worry too much, go back and rest."

Aunt Zhang sighed, and said to the person on the bed: "Then I'll go first, Xiao Song, take a good rest."

After Aunt Zhang left, Ren Han sat down by the bed, Song Yi's body was very hot, even the outside of the quilt was warm.When he was in a coma, he had hung up two bottles of water, but it didn't work at all, and he was still as hot as a stove.

Ren Han didn't speak, and directly rang the nurse's bell.

He knew that no matter what he said now, it would be useless, and Song Yi would not speak.

It was the first time he saw Song Yi like this.

Kinda at a loss as to what to do.

Ren Han said to the nurse who entered the ward: "Miss Nurse, please hang up two more bottles of water for him, his fever has not subsided."