I want to be your white moonlight

All the changes happened in milliseconds, and it seemed that it was about to catch up with the speed of light propagation, and it was too dazzled to see clearly.

The moment the dark red trolley was speeding up, a motorcycle fell from the sky, and almost at the same moment when the front of the trolley hit Huo Sirong, the rider rushed towards him defiantly and knocked away the numb Huo Si Allow.

In the sun, a thick drop of blood splashed in all directions like splashed ink.

The momentum of the motorcycle was strong, and Huo Sirong fell on the sidewalk and couldn't move.

Set|The brand car fled at a high speed, and the motorcycle and the rider who were knocked into the air were scattered. It seemed that the rider had died on the spot.

Huo Sirong gasped, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his legs were numb, and he shouted to the surroundings: "Call 120! Call the police!"

Someone replied to him: "Hit it!"

The severe convulsions of pain made him dizzy, accompanied by the pale sunlight piercing the nerve endings, devouring the senses.Huo Sirong wanted to reach out his hand to check the injury, but he stretched it halfway, and it fell down in a daze, and he passed out.

"Fracture of the tibia and fibula of the calf, mild damage to the soft tissue, it's okay, it's not life-threatening, please rest assured!"

Huo Sirong heard the footsteps of people running back and forth in a daze, and the pungent smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils. He moved his fingers, how is Lin Xiang?

The man lying on the hospital bed suddenly widened his eyes.

Wen Yao, who was arguing with the doctor, wept with joy, rushed over, and shouted excitedly, "Sir, you're awake!"

His mind was still muddled, Huo Sirong kept his eyes open and his body was stiff, and met Wen Yao's eyes. The two stared at each other for ten seconds. Huo Sirong raised his hand suddenly, and grasped Wen Yao Yao's arm: "Where is Lin Xiang?!"

"He's fine." Wen Yao hurriedly comforted him: "He's fine, he's in the ward next to yours, but..."

"What?" Huo Sirong asked, he reached out to pull out the liquid needle on his arm, Wen Yao was shocked: "Hey, don't! You need to rest!"

"I want to see him."

Wen Yao knew in his heart that he couldn't stop him, so he sighed helplessly, pushed the wheelchair, and worked with the nurses to lift Huo Sirong up.

Huo Sirong hurriedly pushed the wheelchair out of the ward.

Walking to the door of the next room, Huo Sirong stopped suddenly, and froze in front of the door, his hands trembling, he suddenly felt fear for no reason.

If you open the door, Lin Xiang is not inside, or if Lin Xiang tells him to get out, Huo Sirong stretches his arms tremblingly, and puts his hands on the doorknob, shaking them into sieves.

"He's inside." Wen Yao couldn't bear it and said, "It's just that... I forgot."

"The ingredients of the medicine Joey fed him were unknown, and it damaged the hippocampus of Lin Er's brain. The doctor said that the hippocampus is the key to the formation of short-term memory into long-term memory. It is difficult for Lin Er to form long-term memory now. Maybe he met you the first day, and the second I forgot it in two days."

"It's like the seven-second memory of a goldfish." Wen Yao added in a deep voice.

"Can you recover?" Huo Sirong asked sadly.

Wen Yao sniffed, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, but the process is very slow, and you need to cooperate with various treatments, sir, you must be mentally prepared."

The door of the light blue ward was opened, and the huge glass window at the other end of the room was opened, and the cool wind from the tall building howled in. The curtains were rolled up, and there was a loud noise when they were pulled and rolled up.

The thin young man stood with his back to him, standing in front of the window, the soft hair on the top of his head was blowing in the wind, he was wearing a large hospital gown, and he turned his head when he heard the sound.

As if a long-cherished wish had come true for many years, Huo Sirong's lifelong dreams unfolded before his eyes like a colorful scroll, and the pain and confusion that had settled in the past cleared away. Lin Xiang stood in the depths of the light, looking at him with good eyesight. .

"Lin Xiang." Huo Sirong tried his best to smile on his pale and haggard face: "Morning."

The person who was called was stunned. He probably didn't expect that the other party would know his name. He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head. When he grabbed it, there was a slight tingling pain. Lin Xiang hissed lightly.

Seeing Huo Sirong, there is still a deep-rooted feeling of vomiting.Lin Xiang grabbed the snow-white wall and almost dug his fingers in. He shook his head and returned to the hospital bed helplessly.

Lin Xiang grabbed the quilt and wrapped herself up, like a self-deceiving tortoise, as long as she hides, the whole world is safe.

"What's wrong with him?" Huo Sirong asked softly, and Wen Yao leaned over to answer: "The psychological sequelae of being locked up in the basement for two years, he was extremely insecure and couldn't trust the people around him."

"It's just... autistic." Wen Yao used an easy-to-understand word.

Huo Sirong was heartbroken, and after a long time, he waved his hand: "You go out, he will definitely feel uncomfortable if there are too many people."

Wen Yao was worried: "But you are still in the wheelchair."

"It's okay, go out." Huo Sirong ordered without hesitation.

Wen Yao hesitated again and again, walked out of the ward, and closed the door from the outside. Just before the door closed, he remembered and said: "If you have something to do, just ring the bell."

Huo Sirong turned his back to him and waved his hands.

Wen Yao left.

The ward was empty, but the layout was very homely. Huo Sirong pushed the wheelchair to the window, stretched his arms as hard as he could and pulled the window shut, only opening half a meter wide.

Then he went to the bedside table and checked Lin Xiang's medicines, they were all vitamins.

Lin Xiang rolled himself into a cicada chrysalis.

Huo Sirong patted Tuanzi Lin Er carefully: "Xiangxiang, are you hungry?"

After Joey left, Lin Xiang was trapped in the basement alone. He didn't eat or drink for nearly 48 hours. He was really hungry and scared. It was simply out of the instinct of a small animal.

Lin Xiang turned to face Huo Sirong, but she didn't look at him, she just looked around.

Huo Sirong smiled, tears seemed to glisten in his eyes, he slowed his limbs, and softly comforted him: "What do you want to eat? Do you want Lin Fuji's buns?"

"Pork buns don't want meat, do you want it?" Huo Sirong asked.

Lin Xiang's face darkened instantly, and she pulled up the quilt to cover herself.

Huo Sirong didn't understand why he was angry, Lin Xiang's temper was really like a child's now, he sulked without saying a word, which made adults puzzled.

Huo Sirong was confused, so he had no choice but to persuade him around him with a deadpan face.

About half an hour later, he finally heard Lin Xiang speak on his own initiative.

Lin Xiang said cautiously, "Go out."

For a whole month, Huo Sirong could only watch him and listen to him through the screen, but he couldn't touch, hug, or wrap him in his arms to coax him. He didn't expect to see him now. Lin Xiang's first sentence was still It is to let him go.

Huo Sirong was very sad, and he couldn't express that kind of discomfort, as if the whole world's misfortune had fallen on his own head, what he wanted was nothing, and what he longed for was someone else's, he could only surround himself with balls of Lost, self-styled, and the ground is a prison.

"Xiangxiang, why did you drive me away?" Huo Sirong asked him gently, unwilling to give up.

Huo Sirong will always remember that the first time he sent him away, Lin Xiang went through two years of suffering, and the second time he let him go, Lin Xiang was locked in the basement without seeing the light of day.

Only by putting Lin Xiang where he can see him can Mr. Huo feel at ease.

"Seeing you... makes me want to vomit." Lin Xiang confessed truthfully.

Rao Huo Sirong understood what was going on, Lin Xiang's vomiting was a conditioned reflex after long-term training, but this sentence was too straightforward, like a sharp knife piercing into Huo Sirong's heart.

Anyone who hears this and feels like vomiting when they are seen will feel very uncomfortable.

Especially the person who said this sentence happened to be the most cherished treasure in my heart.

"I'm sorry." Huo Sirong repeated dejectedly: "I'm sorry, Xiangxiang."

Lin Xiang rolled up the quilt and poked his head out quietly.

Like a herbivorous hairball that has been deceived and hurt, his fluffy top hair is scattered on the snow-white pillow, and his black eyes are swaying around, and finally carefully and tentatively cast his eyes on the owner.

The uncomfortable feeling was too strong, Lin Xiang only glanced at him, and immediately withdrew his head, trembling all over.

"Wait." Huo Sirong said, Lin Xiang, who was huddled under the quilt, nodded, but Huo Sirong couldn't see it.

He rang the bell, Huo Sirong came in with the attending doctor, Huo Sirong asked: "Does Lin Xiang have any taboo food now?"

The attending doctor thought for a moment dutifully, and replied, "No, his other bodily functions are fine."

Huo Sirong understood: "Thank you." He turned to Wen Yao: "Go and buy some desserts, Lin Xiang likes them."

"Mango Pancake, Mango Melaleuca Box, Mango Cake, Mango Salad..." Wen Yao counted on his fingers for a long time, and concluded: "Buy everything with mango?"

Huo Sirong nodded, and Wen Yao took orders to go.The doctor left with black lines all over his head.

After a while, Wen Yao came back with a cart of desserts.

The sweet and tangy fragrance overwhelmed the smell of disinfectant in the ward.Lin Xiang stared at her eyes, cautiously and tentatively got her head out of the shell again.

Huo Sirong peeled a big mango, the juice was yellow and clear, and it was delicious and fragrant, making it tempting to twitch your index finger.Lin Xiang stared straight at the big fruit in Huo Sirong's hand, and bit her lower lip lightly.

"Come on, have a taste." Huo Sirong walked up to him, feeling like he was feeding the little white rabbit.

The little white rabbit covets the carrot, and the big bad wolf covets the little white rabbit.

Lin Xiang lay prone on the bed, tilted his head and pondered for a long time, then carefully stretched his neck, took a mouthful carefully, then chewed twice quickly, and swallowed it into his stomach, as if he was afraid that Huo Sirong would snatch it from him. of.

Huo Si Rong couldn't help but patted Lin Xiang's head.

In an instant, Lin Xiang's face changed drastically, he got up suddenly and pushed Huo Sirong down, ran out of the ward, and disappeared in a flash.

Mr. Huo suffered a second injury to his calf. He lay on the ground and crawled towards the door, shouting hoarsely as he crawled: "Lin Xiang, Lin Xiang! Don't go!"

The lame wolf was so terrified that he would accidentally show his sharp claws and scare away the trembling lop-eared rabbit.

The current Lin Xiang couldn't stand any stimulation at all.

Huo Sirong didn't understand why he provoked him again, he punched the ground, dragged his legs and crawled like molluscs, with tears in his eyes: "Lin Er, come back!"

Wen Yao rushed over after hearing the news, and a group of nurses, nurses and doctors went into battle together, struggling left and right.

Although Lin Xiang's brain was damaged, his body was extremely flexible, and he ran around in panic all over his face.

Everyone followed Lin Xiang, running up and down, and someone came to help Huo Sirong, but he pushed him away: "Go after him!" He yelled desperately.

The man trembled, let go of Mr. Huo, and ran after Lin Xiang.

Lin Xiang ran into the stairwell, and the escorts who surrounded him from the first floor blocked him at the corner. Lin Xiang ran up, and another group of nurses, panting from exhaustion, blocked him at the upper air vent.

Lin Xiang leaned his back against the wall, and scanned them in fear, before everyone approached, squatted down with his head in his arms, curled up tightly, his thin body trembling.

Wen Yao wiped his face, wanted to cry and laugh, approached him very slowly and carefully, and comforted him softly: "Lin Er, Lin Er, it's okay, no one will hurt you, come on, brother Wen will take you back to eat , Are you hungry, come here, Lin Er."

"Don't touch me!" Lin Xiang patted Wen Yao's hand away in a panic, and widened his eyes in horror: "You are not a good person!"

Wen Yao was stunned, his mind went blank for three seconds, he quickly calmed down, and asked softly, "Why?"

Lin Xiang clutched his head, as if in great pain, confused memory made him confused, he slapped his forehead vigorously.

Wen Yao was shocked, and rushed up to hold his hands, Lin Xiang kicked him hard: "Don't touch me!" He struggled frantically, and shouted in a full and shrill voice: "Get out!"

If you let go, seeing Lin Xiang's state of extreme pain, he may hurt himself again. Wen Yao dare not let go, just hold him tightly, begging and begging to comfort him: "Lin Er, I won't hurt you. You, you are sick, can you go back with brother? Everything will be fine, Lin Er!"

Lin Xiang turned around and bumped his head against the wall, Wen Yao was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split, he rushed forward like crazy and brought Lin Xiang into his arms, Lin Xiang hit Wen Yao's chin with his head, and he heard the sound of his jaw breaking.

Huo Sirong finally came pushing the wheelchair. He was standing on the corridor, trying to push the wheel down, but a group of nurses hurried forward: "Sir! It's dangerous!"

The wheelchair overturned, and Huo Sirong, who was eager to get close to Lin Xiang, rolled to the ground and rolled down the stairs. The nurses rushed to catch him, so that Mr. Huo could not die.

Huo Sirong's forehead was bleeding, he struggled to crawl to Lin Xiang's side, pulled his trouser legs and pleaded cautiously: "Xiang Xiang, don't run around, okay, it's dangerous outside, let's go back, go back and eat, okay?"

The bright red blood flowing from his forehead blocked his sight, his eyelashes were soaked in moist and warm blood, Huo Sirong's eyes were half-closed, he tried his best to prop up his upper body, trying to put Lin Xiang within sight.

"Lin Er, Lin Er, be obedient, obedient... Lin Er." Huo Sirong felt breathless, the cold floor tiles squeezed his chest cavity, his other hand was broken, Huo Sirong gasped heavily: "Lin Er ...Be good..."

Lin Xiang looked at him in horror, tried his best to hide back, tried his best not to look away from him, and tried to push Wen Yao away by scratching with both hands.

"Sir!" Wen Yao yelled like crazy: "Send first aid! First aid!"

The emergency operating room turned on the lights, Wen Yao grabbed Lin Xiang and sat on a chair in the corridor to wait, Lin Xiang looked around anxiously.

The nurse brought a box of diced mangoes.

Wen Yao stuffed the box into Lin Xiang's arms, and patted the back of his hand: "Eat a little, I'll send someone to deliver lunch in a while."

Lin Xiang hugged the ceramic box and poked the flesh slowly with a silver fork. Wen Yao looked at him: "No appetite, don't want to eat?"

"This..." He held the silver fork in front of Wen Yao's eyes: "No." Wen Yao was surprised: "Can't use it?"

Lin Xiang was stunned, staring at the fork for a long time, and under Wen Yao's surprised gaze, threw the fork viciously.

The silver fork rotates with the tiles, making a series of jingling sounds.

"I don't want it! I don't want it!" Lin Xiang shouted angrily.

Wen Yao couldn't figure out what kind of situation Lin Xiang was in right now, it was harder to feed than his family's British shorthair, which was called the emperor, but he was definitely right.

Wen Yao immediately followed him to comfort him: "Okay, don't eat, don't eat. This is not delicious, do you want a snack? Have some snacks, be good."

"No!" Lin Xiang flatly refused.

Wen Yao had one head and two big heads, Lin Xiang whispered, "Hello..."

Wen Yao: "?"

The nurse lady slapped her hands: "Oh, what do you mean by asking you to feed him!"

Wen Yao was shocked: "Such weak teeth?!"

The nurse swallowed and asked softly, "Does your cat know how to use a fork?"

"..."

"My cat can throw forks." Wen Yao finally came to his senses.

However, the nurse brought a second box of cut mangoes, and was overturned by Lin Xiang angrily again. It didn't work to feed him, and he couldn't be coaxed. He lost his temper and walked back and forth in the corridor, looking irritable.

Wen Yao and the nurse looked at each other, and the nurse said again: "Does your cat live? My cat doesn't eat anything other than me."

Wen Yao was about to cry: "The Supreme Emperor also recognizes it." And the cat food he ate in one meal was more expensive than his meal.

"What should we do?" Wen Yao stared at Lin Xiang who was walking around.

The nurse pointed to the emergency room and sighed, "Wait for the adults to come out."

Poor Mr. Huo was injured twice in less than a day after waking up, and he had to feed the hungry little white rabbit just after he was rescued.

Lin Xiang sat by his bed and played with his fingers, while Huo Sirong lay on his back, scooped up a mouthful of omelet rice from the children's bowl with difficulty, put it near his mouth to cool it down, and carefully handed it to Lin Xiang.

Lin Xiang still didn't look at him, when Huo Sirong brought the food over, he opened his mouth and ate it.

Huo Sirong gave a bite, Lin Xiang took a bite, without looking at Huo Sirong the whole time.

"Xiangxiang," Huo Sirong asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid of me?"

Lin Xiang didn't raise her head, nor nodded, she just drooped her shoulders, lowered her head, and said, "Yes."

"Then, can I touch you?" Huo Sirong's smile was pale and weak, but his eyes were full of burning desire.

Lin Xiang was stunned, and sat back on the stool, the legs of the stool rubbing against the floor made an uncomfortable sound.

"I know, I won't touch you, I won't touch you." Huo Sirong quickly persuaded him: "Come on, eat your meal, don't be hungry."

Lin Xiang stepped forward with the stool in hand, swallowed down a mouthful of omelet rice.

Huo Sirong had no experience in raising pets or children, so he only dared to feed Lin Xiang carefully, and Lin Xiang was in a state of autism, so he didn't speak easily, so the elder and the younger fell silent.

After eating up the omelet rice, Lin Xiang felt drowsy after drinking and eating, his eyelids drooped, and he leaned back in his chair snoring and dozing off.

Huo Sirong lightly touched his forearm through the clothes: "Go to bed and sleep."

Before Huo Sirong could touch him a second time, Lin Xiang woke up immediately, like a small animal keenly aware of the danger, pricking up his ears vigilantly, he looked straight at Huo Sirong, and the two of them walked together. relative to each other.

Huo Sirong almost cried with joy, Lin Xiang finally saw him.

In the next second, Lin Xiang supported the edge of the bed and vomited out the omelet rice he just ate.