My Bamboo Horse is a Star

The first thing Qi Yang did after the plane landed was to throw away his cell phone.

As long as the afternoon in the European countryside is over, the time will be long and slow.So when he found the hospital, it was not too late.

When the nurse he contacted asked him in English, Qi Yang tried his best to concentrate. In the end, in his eyes, only the nurse opened and closed silently, gradually blending into the background.

In the end, he could only shake his head and smile helplessly.

The nurse was used to such patients, smiled slightly, took him by the hand and led him into the nursing home.She thought silently in her heart, in fact, the depression has developed to such an extent that she really shouldn't come here alone.

It's just that there are tens of millions of people in the world, and everyone has the difficulty of not being able to speak up. I don't know how many people are lonely and only go on the road.

She was used to seeing it too much, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Before Qi Yang left, he silently arranged everything.

Yang Hai pushed aside the thick shell of shrewd calculations, and he was actually a man of temperament.He sighed at Qi Yang for a long time, and finally let him go with a wave of his hand.Qi Yang couldn't even pay out the liquidated damages he had prepared.

Li Jia didn't say anything, she just said hello to Huo Cheng for him.

For this, Qi Yang is very grateful to him. As God testifies, he really does not want to face anyone related to Huo Zhan.Wanzi asked him out once, and confessed his love crying, but finally couldn't say anything, so he could only hold him and cry.

Qi Yang patted her little head, he knew in his heart that Wanzi didn't want to get any results.

In fact, he is very envious of Wanzi's character, daring to love and hate, and vigorous.

Because Qi Yang can't do it.He seems to be too able to restrain himself, so that when he is full of emotion, he can only burn once, and all his strength is exhausted.

He could no longer summon his strength.

At the beginning, I just thought it was a habitual headache, and the low mood became the norm. Now that I think about it, even when I was with Huo Zhan, the focus of the disease was quietly ignited.

It's like fate, it can't be resisted.

Qi Yang has imagined his ending countless times, but never thought that he could become a lunatic.So, people, don’t think about the future.

If you think about it badly, there is still a little space to fall, but if you think about it well, it is a one-hit hit, and one move is fatal.

The rainy climate in this small country has passed, and the sunshine has been good in recent days.The nurse is also in a good mood. She likes changing the music tape for patient 304 every morning.

The patient was Asian, beautiful, good-natured, gentle and gentle when awake.Every morning he would be in a good mood, and his condition was very stable, which was a rare time when he was not confused.

He likes to listen to music, and the doctor allows him to listen to classical music for half an hour every morning in order to assist the treatment.

Sometimes Mozart, sometimes Beethoven.Occasionally the nurse would say a few words to him, and the patient could understand the meaning, and he would reply some words in stumbles.

After the nurse changed the belt and came out today, she felt a pity again.

This young man is so good, how could he be sick?

Sighing all the way, she returned to the office.It was her turn to be on duty today, so she went to the kiosk at the entrance of the hospital, had nothing to do, and turned on the radio.

The soundtrack to the latest hit movie plays on the radio.For this movie, the nurse still has some impressions.The two protagonists are very vulgarly missed again and again, and in the end they are only a little bit short.

On the contrary, the melodious music sounded at the end sublimated the whole movie at once.

Listening and listening, suddenly a hand knocked on the glass of the window.The nurse came back to her senses and hurriedly opened the window.

The visitor was a man, who asked in a low voice, a patient named "Qi Yang".

The nurse thought the name looked familiar, so she told him to wait, and began to look through the hospital roster.

She flipped through several pages and finally found the name.When the fingertip slid to the end of the line, the nurse was a little surprised and a little bit delighted——304.

She raised her head again and saw the visitor standing upright, lonely.

Qi Yang was lying on the hospital bed, not knowing what night it was.Maybe soon, he will lose consciousness again.He didn't know if his condition was getting better or slipping to a worse level.

It's just that he is used to being trapped in a small space every day.Sometimes old memories come back and fill his mind, and he doesn't know whether he is crying or laughing.There will always be someone coming in vaguely, maybe after a shot of sedation, he will become groggy again.

He even started to like the feeling.

Nothing to think about, nothing to worry about.Most of the time his consciousness will be broken, and the day has passed before he comes back to himself.

Except for occasionally thinking of Huo Zhan.

Qi Yang could see him.Sometimes Huo Zhan would sit by his hospital bed and smoke. Qi Yang wanted to scold him, but as soon as he raised his hand, the man disappeared.Sometimes Huo Zhan brought himself something delicious, and he reached out to pick it up, but he couldn't catch anything.

For the first time, he almost thought it was real.Huo Zhan pushed open the door suddenly and came in, accused him and scolded him, but finally looked at him, sighed for a long time, and said, "I forgive you."

At that time, Qi Yang struggled joyfully, and collapsed on the corner of the bed again due to exhaustion.Looking up, my heart is cold.

The sun shines all over the city, filling the room, but there is no shadow at Huo Zhan's feet.

This day, I'm afraid it will be a waste of time again.When he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he suddenly heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

Time to take your meds again?

Qi Yang struggled to open his eyes, noticed that someone had stopped at the door for a long time, and slowed down.

When he saw Huo Zhan, he didn't feel much joy, and unconsciously asked what was in his heart: "How long can you stay this time?"

Qi Yang raised his hand to touch the man's gray-blue coat.It took a long time for Qi Yang to react to the sharp touch of his fingertips.

At this time, the man had already sat on the edge of the bed.

Huo Zhan has already put a kiss on his forehead, and said in a low voice with some choking: "Forever. I will never leave."

Three months later.

Cook likes to play with his friends on the lawn of the hospital, where nurses and patients also welcome them, probably because children can bring more vitality.

This day he took the newly bought ball to go, and his friends were envious when they saw it.So joy turned into sorrow, Cook kicked away, and the ball flew far away in diameter, heading straight for a patient sitting quietly in a wheelchair.

One hand suddenly intercepted the ball.

Then, Huo Zhan threw the ball back from a distance.He turned his head, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards Qi Yang.

Qi Yang took medicine before he came out, and he didn't have much strength, but he was in good spirits, watching him smile softly.Huo Zhan lifted up the blanket on his body, and then sat on the ground at his feet.

Qi Yang: "You can go and play with them."

Huo Zhan then glanced over there twice, and then turned around with a stinking look: "I don't play with children." He shook Qi Yang's exposed ankle, and asked softly, "Is it cold?"

"Not cold." Qi Yang said.His energy dissipated quickly, and his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

Huo Zhan looked at him and said in a low voice, "Get better soon, I'll play with you."

Qi Yang nodded, trying to lift his spirits: "Okay. Didn't the doctor tell me last time that I'm recovering well."

Huo Zhan scratched his nose.

Qi Yang put his gaze farther away, and when he looked back, it fell on Huo Zhan, his pupils shrank slightly.

Huo Zhan changed to a half-kneeling position, holding a red velvet box in his hand.

He was very nervous: "Qi Yang..."

Qi Yang was speechless, he closed his eyes slightly, and his wet eyelashes were trembling.Huo Zhan wiped his eyes, didn't even ask, grabbed Qi Yang's finger, and put the ring on him.

Qi Yang stared at his fingers in a daze for a long time.He hesitated and said, "Didn't you say... Please discuss with me if you have anything? Is this it?"

"No." Huo Zhan shook his head.He said: "Do you remember the surrogacy agency before? Two days ago, the person in charge called me again."

"Is that so..."

"I will give birth to a boy, and you will give birth to a girl. We have agreed a long time ago, and we cannot go back on our word."

"I......"

"So get well soon."

"But......"

"Also, I love you."

"and many more......"

"This life will never change. I will never leave you again. I swear."

Qi Yang looked a little melancholy, and after a long while, he slowly said: "Let me finish... okay? I... I love you too."

Both Huo Zhan and Qi Yang are atheists.

There is no past life or future life, I only hope that the years of this life will be quiet and good.

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