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On Valentine's Day, Qin Yizhen woke up early, drove to the flower shop to pick up the roses that he had ordered earlier, and then went straight to the No.1 civilian hospital in S City.

The new nurse in the inpatient department looked longingly at Qin Yizhen who was passing by the door of the duty room, and lamented repeatedly: "I'm so envious of his girlfriend, why isn't there a handsome guy to send me flowers?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down..." The head nurse on the side blinked nervously, "This person is going to Room 7."

"No. 7? Isn't the bed there empty?" The little nurse looked puzzled.

"It's been empty for a week." The head nurse glanced at the corridor, "but that person doesn't think so."

While the two were talking, Qin Yizhen had already arrived at the door of Ward No. 7. He stood silently outside the door for a few seconds, took out a small medicine bottle from his coat pocket, opened the bottle cap with his thumb, and swallowed a few red pills. pill.

Soon a subtle sense of dizziness seized his thoughts, covering everything around him with hazy mist, like a dream.

Qin Yizhen enjoyed the roar of noise in his head, raised his hand and pushed open the door in front of him.

"Are you here?" Lin Luo leaned against the bed and smiled at him, the warm spring sun reflected outside the window cast a beautiful shimmer on his soft black hair.

"Happy Valentine's Day." Qin Yizhen stepped forward and kissed Lin Luo's forehead, then inserted the rose in his hand into the vase on the bedside table.

"This flower is so beautiful." Lin Luo reached out and touched the blood-red rose, "It's a pity that the flowers in the bottle will wither after all."

His fingertips slid down the veins of the petals, and finally touched the flower branch, and was scratched by the sharp thorns above a small wound.

Lin Luo blinked, then stretched out her bloody index finger in front of Qin Yizhen, tilted her head and said, "I'm bleeding."

Qin Yizhen immediately held the white and soft palm, lowered his head and kissed the wound made by the flower thorn, and sucked the overflowing blood into his mouth.

"Do you know? I had a dream last night." He licked the blood on his lips and said, "I dreamed that I took you to Chengnan Park for an outing, and then you kissed me by the fountain in the center of the park."

"That's impossible." Lin Luo curled his mouth, pulled back his right hand and threw off the quilt, "You've already eaten my legs, how can I go out?"

Qin Yizhen raised his eyes to look at Lin Luo's bloody lower body, and nodded suddenly: "Sorry, I forgot."

"You clearly said that you want to taste slowly, but you ended up eating so quickly." Lin Luo smiled and put the quilt back on, blocking the blood-soaked sheets.

"I'm afraid it will break before I finish eating it." Qin Yizhen rubbed the side of Lin Luo's face reassuringly, "But the freezer I ordered has arrived, so it should be fine."

Lin Luo nodded happily, closed her eyes and rubbed the palm next to her cheek, like a clingy puppy.

"Really, you must eat very slowly, very slowly." His voice was as soft and inviting as ever, "This way your pain will become very, very long."

"I will." Qin Yizhen cupped Lin Luo's face and kissed his cold and soft lips.

A gust of warm spring breeze blows in from the wide open window, leaving a slightly itchy touch on Qin Yizhen's palm.

He opened his eyes, looked at the empty hospital bed in front of him and slowly lowered his hands.

"It's really not enough." Qin Yizhen murmured to himself, and took out the small medicine bottle in his pocket again.

This time he directly poured all the remaining pills in the bottle into his mouth, and the bitter taste instantly filled his mouth, leaving bursts of dull pain on his dull and numb nerves.

The noise next to his ears was amplified countless times in an instant, and everything around him began to twist and rotate, gradually turning into a huge vortex, opening his bloody mouth wide open to him.

"Really, I'm here."

The familiar voice came from behind, making Qin Yizhen look back suddenly.

Lin Luo sat on the window sill shaking her bloody legs, and stretched out her arms to him: "Hug me."

The breeze blowing in from the window messed up Lin Luo's hair, but made Qin Yizhen's world instantly quiet.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and hugged Lin Luo tightly.

"Really, don't let go." Lin Luo kept whispering in Qin Yizhen's ear, "Just like what you did before, tightly bound me so that I couldn't move or breathe."

Feeling the warm body in his arms, Qin Yizhen replied hoarsely, "Of course."

"I knew you would." Lin Luo showed a satisfied smile, put his hands on Qin Yizhen's back, and slowly fell backwards.

It was noon soon, and the little nurse who made the rounds cautiously glanced into Ward No. 7, but found that there was no one there.

"Could it be gone already?" The little nurse pushed the door in doubt, and closed the wide open window after scanning around.

When she left the ward, she couldn't help but glanced back at the roses on the bedside table.

"The color of this flower is so strangely red." She said to herself as she closed the door.

"It's like blood."

The author has something to say: It is recommended to read the HE of the previous chapter before reading the BE of this chapter