to his love

No.20 seven hours.

The process of waiting for rescue was not pleasant, and there were two small shocks during the period.This reminded me of the earthquake that almost no one remembered on the day I was born. I told Ren Chaozhi about it, and he smiled slightly.

I was a little bored, chatting with him every now and then.The sense of fear and loss gradually subsided.I often think that the rescue will not come again. I really plan to flip through the small test papers from the side, and it is best to have a mobile phone that can illuminate the questions.

Ren Chaozhi's voice was very low at first, but gradually became clear again.He is actually very gentle when he speaks. Many times when he smiles, I feel as if he is sticking to my ear, and I always blush unconsciously.

Ren Chaozhi said that his legs were still unable to move and he had no feeling.He asked me what to do if I couldn't be cured.I thought to myself that if it can’t be cured, it can’t be cured. The big deal is that we won’t play golf in the future, and I will push you to the mountains to watch the stars every day.

I suddenly remembered that incident.I asked him, "Ren Chaozhi, they said that you broke a classmate's leg before you transferred to another school, and you were very arrogant after that. Huh? What's going on?"

"Frankness is lenient, resistance is strict."

I tapped on that board the way I tapped his head when we were slapping.

Ren Chaozhi was stunned for a long time.

"...It's not like that." He said, as if a little aggrieved.

"I didn't hit it."

Ren Chaozhi wasn't always a little Ouhuang, otherwise he wouldn't have encountered such a thing of framing and harming others by such a coincidence.That day when he was playing golf late and took a shortcut home, he happened to meet a group of young masters robbing the students along the way.

The one who appeared there before him was a drunken teacher. Although he was drunk, his righteousness could not be dispelled. He just rolled up his sleeves and fought with the group of young people.The young grandpas beat them one by one with sticks, Ren Chaozhi rushed in and stopped them with great strength.

When the police came, everyone dispersed, and Ren Chaozhi stood there holding a stick in a daze.The teacher endured the pain and got up, and saw that there was another one who was holding a stick, so he gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

Rumors spread far and wide at the school before the police arrived in person to tell the truth.The teacher apologized casually, and muttered, "Anyway, I'm a bad student, so it's not the same as hitting on those bastards?"

Ren Chaozhi said that he punched the guy on the spot.

I have never had this experience.

"Su Jingzhi, tell the truth," Ren Chaozhi said, "When they described it vividly to you, did you really not waver at all?"

"No." I said, "I take this as a joke, a scandal. I don't know how good my boyfriend is? Do I need them to tell me nonsense over and over again?"

I didn't realize I was talking about, my boyfriend.

We were all stunned.

Ren Chaozhi laughed, very loudly.

"I'm so happy...Jing Zhi, I'm so happy..."

"You still like me, I'm really happy."

I slowed down my voice, "After we go out, let's fall in love again."

"This time, I won't respond to anyone who is pointing fingers in front of me." I said seriously.

Unexpectedly, Ren Chaozhi was silent for a long time.

He didn't make a sound until I fell asleep again in a drowsy state.

I have lost count of how long I have been in the ruins.The deep sense of fatigue in the depths of my brain tempted me to close my eyes and let go of everything. As long as I let go of my hands and don't grab it, I can usher in a peaceful eternal sleep.

I could hardly resist the temptation.

Ren Chaozhi talked to me more and more frequently, and his voice became more and more gentle and intoxicating.He took me back to those days long ago, and I miss the feeling of sunshine on my body.

I want to hug him so much.

One day I was in a daze and felt that this might be the limit I could bear.I feel a little sorry for Ren Chaozhi.Because in these dozens of hours, he has been encouraging me and supporting me to live.

And I couldn't bear it any longer.

In a daze, I seemed to see a light appearing above the ruins.Ren Chaozhi called my name eagerly, telling me to knock on the wooden board quickly to make a sound to attract the attention of the outside world.

I couldn't think anymore, I just struggled to follow his instructions.

The light was getting bigger and bigger, and I thought I was finally saved.

"Ren Chaozhi," I said, "we're going out."

He gave a soft "hmm".

"By the way," he said, "Su Jingzhi, happy birthday."

"I love you."

It was May 31, at 27:[-] in the morning.

It turned out to be such a happy thing to breathe fresh air, see people, and hear the calls of the same kind.

"There are still people... there are still people," I tried my best to say to the invisible figure before falling asleep, "Ren Chaozhi, he is beside me."

The dislocated right hand has been reattached.I was lying on the hospital bed with needles and water, and I was actually one of the least injured people in the entire hospital.

The extreme fright and stress gave me some kind of illusion. The explanation they gave was that in order to protect myself, my brain virtualized a voice that I felt the most secure.That voice stayed with me from start to finish and got me through the breakdown.

"This is actually very common," the doctor told me. "There are still many secrets in the human body that we don't realize. But in fact, they will come out to protect you when you are in danger. The people you love are always alive in your heart. never change."

I heard myself asking empty questions, "Well, where's the bottle of water?"

"How do you explain that bottle of water?"

The doctor's expression looked indescribable.

I sneered, covering my face with the quilt.

Yeah, no one can explain it.Scientific instruments, theoretical analysis, and on-site investigations were clearly placed there, but the clues did not point to the answer, but confused the people in it.

Yes, as much as I hate to admit it, it is true.Ren Chaozhi is dead.

Ren Chaozhi is dead.

He was hit hard on his back by a heavy object, and a large area of ​​tissue was contused.His guts were a puddle of mud, and in that case, the most miraculous reasoning was that he would only live another five or ten minutes.

Up to five 10 minutes at most.

But there was someone who stayed with me for dozens of hours.

He even... said happy birthday to me.

I bit my hand, not wanting to cry at all.

They lifted the huge, heavy board and found a box of water in the corner of another gap.The most miraculous thing is that there are only my fingerprints on my bottle, and Ms. Tian only told me this information.She didn't even allow me to take one last look at my lover.

The rescue was difficult. After the 31st, the aftershocks stopped completely.

I often dream about him.Smiling, worried, proud, gentle.

Only when I woke up did I realize that it had dissipated like soot.

The earthquake attracted national attention, and more and more volunteers came to Nancheng for post-disaster reconstruction.I've heard so many heart-wrenching things, but I don't think there's anything else in the world that can break my heart like him.

Chaozhi, my Ren Chaozhi.

If what they say is true, what was the last thing I said to him before he went?

I dare not think about it.

I went to see him last.He was buried in a clean suburban garden in Dongshan.A lot of people are buried here, and the crying parents and children along the road upset me.

I leave a bouquet of flowers for him.I don't know what else I can do for him.

I met his parents, Mrs. Ren was holding hands tightly by Mr. They were all dressed in plain white mourning clothes.

His face was miserable.

I knelt down to them, "I'm sorry."

I said, "He got hit trying to save me. I'm sorry."

Mrs. Ren helped me up, suppressed my tears, and shook her head.

"We're so proud of him."

That was the last time we saw each other.

Ms. Tian and I moved to a new place, and the streets were full of noisy people.The locals are friendly and never impatient with my stuttering spoken English, sometimes correcting my pronunciation and intonation appropriately.

After that incident ended, I looked for Lin Yilan for a long time. I contacted teachers, classmates, the police, and I asked everyone I could think of.But no one could find her.

I regret being in a trance for the few days in the hospital. If I had reacted sooner, maybe I could have stopped her, asked her something, or... asked her to do me a favor.

When the lamp fell down, it was Lin Yilan who was facing him.

I saw with my own eyes that in order to save Qi Yueyang and several others, she was crushed by huge bricks and couldn't stand up.But she was not on the final death list.She was lying with me in the minor injury ward, and the doctor said her biggest wound was on the back of her head, but no stitches were needed.

That's how it ended, gradually.The post-disaster reconstruction was quick, and after getting used to suppressing the pain, the crowd gradually became happy again.Time can always help you forget a lot of things, right?Those happy, unhappy, deep, distant.No matter how vivid the memory is, it will also become a handful of ashes, a faint cloud that only you can see.

One day I received a letter from the class teacher, and she sent me a thick stack of photos.They are all group photos, some taken by school officials, and some taken by teachers and students themselves with their mobile phones.But without exception, there is me and another person on it.

I don't know how long she sorted it out.

I threw them all away except one.Should it be a basketball game?I don't remember which class I played against.In the photo, I was jumping high in a white jersey, about to hit a three-pointer; and the man was smiling at me, so focused that the whole world could discover our little secret.

I have prayed to God countless times, and I am willing to use everything I have now to exchange for the stability of ordinary people.Change to a dull and boring drifting with the tide, change to a less enthusiastic, almost tacky years of peace, and stay together with each other.

I want to be with that person forever.

The new school has a long road covered with maple leaves and phoenix trees. Walking alone is a bit lonely.I made new friends and started to have people who could keep up with me when I was playing.Slowly, I began to get used to the unfamiliar excitement around me, and everything was getting better.

It's just that sometimes I still think of a summer long ago, when I was sitting on a bench in Happy Valley with someone.Our clothes were drenched by the fountain, and the sun dried them by the time the seventh girl with a pink balloon passed by.

I remember the guy making a cake for me with his own hands.

On the side are a string of big characters with flying snakes flying, and an exaggerated and vulgar pink love heart.

He smiled and told me that Jingzhi was the one that Chaozhi yearned for.

My court.

You are my unreachable.

You are my longing.

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