The actor became popular again after wearing a book

It gradually got smaller, and I could vaguely hear the sound of a woman standing on the stairs telling her son, who was watching TV in the living room, to go to bed, followed by the sound of the father pulling his slippers into the bathroom.These have long ceased to affect him. As soon as he entered his room, he seemed to have entered his own world. The world outside the door was always so noisy, ignorant and ridiculous, and had nothing to do with him at all.He sees some images and hears some sounds, just like watching a play, he is just a passer-by and an audience.

The only bond that makes him realize he's still in this family is his father.Today, for the first time ever, his father came into his room after taking a shower.You know, even his father rarely enters his room at home. If he has something to say to Wei Nian, he will at most just go to school to pick up Wei Nian and complete a short and necessary conversation in the car.In this family, he didn't know how to be a good father at all.Father walked to the table and put a glass of water on the table.Transparent glasses, pure water, and glass-gloss tabletops are always neat and tidy.Wei Nian stopped the pen in his hand and raised his head to look at him.

"Today, Dr. An told me that your biggest problem is lack of rest. If you continue like this, you will easily suffer from neurasthenia. You must go to bed early. This is the medicine that Dr. An prescribed for you today to help you relieve stress. Drink it with water, and get a good night's sleep."

The one who took the two white pills from your father for you, swallowed them with water

"Then I'll go out first." Father said softly.

Before closing the door, I didn't forget to say "Go to bed early.", and closed the door.

The sound of father's footsteps gradually faded away.Wei Nian walked to the door and checked whether the door was closed tightly.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, it was completely quiet outside.Every time he was in this kind of complete silence, he would feel a sense of unbridled relaxation, and the night made his spirit a little excited.In the night when there is only him alone, all the depression and pretense are gone, and the whole person seems to have entered a moment that really belongs to him, and no one else can disturb him.

But today seems to be a little different.

Just a little after twelve o'clock, he felt a little sleepy.Some time ago, staying up late was too fierce, and now I can't hold on after reading a book for a while.

He tried his best to get his brain to work, and carefully read the contents of the book word by word.But today he felt extremely strenuous, as if there was a cloud of paste in his mind that completely blocked his thinking.

Suddenly there was a jolt, and he sat up from the chair suddenly.After waking up, his head hurt like it was about to burst, and he didn't know why he fell asleep without knowing it.The desk lamp in the room was still illuminating the book in front of him, and the night was still dark outside the window.He thought he might just be in a daze for a few minutes, but when he looked up at the clock on the wall, he was so startled that he was about to jump up—it was past two o'clock.

He actually fell asleep on the table like this for almost two hours.

how so?He shook his head vigorously, but his head was still as heavy as lead, and two hours of sleep did not relieve his drowsiness at all.I wanted to read the book again, only to realize that even the words on the book were hard to read clearly, and my whole body was uncontrollably going limp.

Unable to hold on any longer, he turned off the light in a daze, touched the bed, and fell asleep before the quilt was fully covered as soon as he lay down.

I woke up the next day, much later than usual, but I felt much better.When I went downstairs, I saw my father and aunt talking at the dining table. "Niannian, did you sleep well last night?" As he spoke, his father quietly closed a magazine in his hand and stuffed it under the briefcase he put on the dining table.

Wei Nian didn't know how to answer, he just nodded without speaking.His father watched him for a while, then he too left the table and went upstairs.

Wei Nian stopped his chopsticks and slowly pulled out the magazine from under the briefcase.It turned out to be a medical magazine, and one of the pages had obvious marks, which were the folds that would appear after the magazine had been rolled up after being turned to that page. Except for a few pages nearby, the rest of the magazine seemed to be It has not been turned over, and the pages are still neat and tidy.Jing Xinian turned to that page along the trace, and the huge title came into his eyes——

"Beware of Depression - the biggest culprit leading to suicide"

Weinian sat there quietly and read the article from beginning to end.

After reading the article, he gently closed the magazine and stuffed it back under the briefcase as it was.

Soon, his father and aunt came down the stairs fully dressed.Weinian drank milk with his head down, and his father quickly picked up the briefcase from the table.

"Son, we're off to work, hurry up and finish your meal and go to class later."

Wei Nian let out a "hmm", followed by the sound of the door closing.

After drinking the milk, footsteps sounded on the stairs.A young man came down and was taken aback when he saw Weinian.

Wei Nian didn't look at him, but went directly to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

The screeching sound of chairs being pulled away sounded in the dining room, and the boy was eating his breakfast loudly.When he lowered his head, he accidentally found a corner of a small box in the trash can on the ground.

He squatted down, carefully peeled away the garbage covering the box, took out the box, and turned it to the front:

Prozac (fluoxetine hydrochloride)

He pulled out the instructions inside again:

【Properties】This product is hard capsule, the content is white powder.

[Indications/Functions and Indications] Depressive episodes, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and bulimia nervosa, can be used as a supplement to psychotherapy to reduce gluttony and catharsis behaviors.

[Drug overdose] 1. Overdose of Prozac alone usually manifests as a benign course of disease. Symptoms of overdose include nausea, vomiting, convulsions, asymptomatic arrhythmia to cardiac arrest, cardiovascular dysfunction, pulmonary dysfunction, and agitation to Signs of altered central nervous system state in coma.Death from overdose with fluoxetine alone is very rare.Monitoring of cardiac and vital signs is recommended, along with general symptomatic and supportive measures.No special solution. 2. Methods such as forced diuresis, dialysis, hemoperfusion and blood exchange are not ideal.Combination therapy with activated charcoal and sorbitol was as effective or better than emesis and douche.Overdose management must consider the possibility of taking multiple drugs at the same time.Patients who have recently taken or are currently taking Prozac if they overdose with tricyclic drugs at the same time should be closely observed and the observation period should be extended.

……

He squatted there, carefully read the instructions, usage, pharmacology and side effects of the medicine, and an inexplicable smile appeared on his face.Then bury that box in the trash, get up and continue washing the dishes. ?

☆, the battle of trapped beasts

?Every night in the following days, the father would come to Wei Nian's room with the medicine on time, and he had to watch his son take the medicine before leaving the room.

Days passed like this day by day. At first, the father would sneak to the door of his son’s room to check if there was any movement inside. Later, he found that the lights inside always went out quickly and there was no sound, so he was relieved.

But what is strange is that although Wei Nian seems to have a regular schedule, his body seems to be getting worse all the time.A young man at this age is just growing up, but his food intake is getting worse day by day, and he is in a trance all day long, with a gloomy complexion.But my father thought it was a side effect of the medicine, and didn't take it too seriously.

He didn't notice that every night after his son took the medicine, he would sneak out a can of strong coffee from his schoolbag.

Due to congenital reasons, many organs are not very healthy.He was weak and sick since he was a child, and he lacked the care of others. The pain in his body was often digested in his stomach, but he was unwilling to tell anyone.But to counteract the effects of Prozac, he drank coffee non-stop all night long.

The drugs had a serious impact on his spirit. He could feel that his memory was seriously declining. After taking the drugs every night, his brain was chaotic and heavy, and he could not concentrate all the time. In addition, the excessive coffee constantly stimulated His nerves are fragile, and sometimes he suffers from insomnia all night long, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.In the end, when even coffee had no effect on him, he began to use drugs secretly.At first he just bought a cold medicine.At first the drug was more effective than coffee, keeping him awake for at least four hours at night.But after a month, the drug gradually produced antibodies in his body, and the effect began to weaken.

Finally, one day in May, when I was in math class, the hand that was supporting my chin suddenly started to twitch uncontrollably.At that moment, he was a little panicked, bit his lip tightly, grabbed the convulsed hand with his other hand, and pressed it hard against his leg.The hand twitched more and more, and the arm that led him began to tremble violently.He lay all over the table, hiding his body behind a tall pile of books, so as not to be discovered by his teachers and classmates.

After more than ten minutes, the convulsions gradually weakened, and the cursed hand fell powerlessly under the table as if broken.He closed his eyes tightly, sweat and tears streaming out together.He bit his lips tightly with his teeth, and the smell of blood had spread into his mouth, and he felt cold pain oozing out.In just ten minutes, he was drenched in sweat. The sweltering air in May and the teacher's chatter consumed his body and mind.He suddenly felt that his chest was tight and he was about to suffocate.Turning to look at the same table, the same table is still listening to the class seriously, fortunately, he didn't notice anything strange about him.He finally felt the fear, the consequences of his waywardness were beginning to show.As the days passed, he kept on holding on, preventing others from discovering the abnormality of his body.

On the day of the high school entrance examination, the temperature was extremely hot, the sun scorched the earth, everything was hot, even the wind blowing from the window was hot.For the senior high school entrance examination, his father personally drove Wei Nian to school. On the third day, when the final exam was held, his father's car was stuck in the road because of a traffic jam.Time passed by little by little, and seeing that the time for the exam was approaching, Wei Nian was burning with anxiety.After sitting anxiously for another ten minutes, he finally couldn't wait any longer. He opened the car door and shouted, "I'll go take a taxi by myself." Then he rushed out of the car and walked outside.

Before his father could react, the figure of the boy carrying the bag had disappeared into the layers of vehicles ahead.

He was running desperately under the scorching sun, white light was flooding in front of his eyes, the heat and brightness made him dizzy and about to pass out.I don't know how long he ran, but he still couldn't see the end. Every breath he took brought a sharp pain, and his ears were full of inaudible noises.Finally, he saw an empty taxi and ran to it.When Wei Nian rushed into the examination room with the admission ticket and examination equipment, the bell for the start of the examination just rang.

He sat down in a panic, and when the test paper was handed out, his eyes were full of shaky and blurred points of light, and he couldn't see the words on the test paper clearly.He pinched his arm vigorously, hoping to wake up his brain a bit.He sat there, on the verge of crying.The invigilator saw that the student looked a little uncomfortable, so he came over and gently put a pack of tissues on his desk for you, just stared blankly for you, with a bitterness in his throat, and he couldn't even say a word of thanks, only his heart Suddenly, the grievances spewed out uncontrollably.

The invigilator shook his head helplessly.As soon as the official exam bell rang, the examinees immediately lowered their heads and began to answer questions.

Two hours later, the piercing bell rang, and the exam for the last subject of the senior high school entrance examination was over.Candidates stopped writing and sat in their seats obediently, waiting for the teacher to collect the test papers.After all the test papers were collected, the teachers checked the numbers at the front, and the examinees packed up their stationery and walked out of the classroom. There were cheers one after another in the corridor, and a large number of students were already running past the window, laughing loudly and communicating enthusiastically. The joy of finally passing the exam.

The teacher who gave the students a pack of tissues bound the last stack of test papers, looked up, only to see that the candidate who was late before the test was still in the classroom, standing staggeringly with his hands on the table, his whole face full of tears. Pale, with sweat dripping down his face.

This kind of situation has also been seen in the examination room. Some candidates who did not pass the exam were depressed after the exam, or they cried loudly while sitting in the examination room.

"Student, are you alright?"

The invigilator rolled up all the test papers and put them in the bag, and asked with concern.Suddenly he found that something was wrong with this candidate. The paleness on the boy's face didn't seem to be due to failure in the exam, but more like a kind of morbid weakness, and he kept covering his chest with his hands. When he looked carefully, he found that his hands on the table were slightly weak. It was trembling, as if trying to grab something with all its strength, but it was powerless.

The invigilator walked over quickly, and just a few steps away, he saw that the thin boy's hands seemed to be unable to hold the table at last, and his whole body fell backward as if he lost his strength.

"classmate--!"

The sound of the boy falling to the ground and the panicked shout of the teacher resounded in the quiet classroom at the same time. The dull "boom" was like a heavy punch hitting someone's heart, dumb and desperate. ?

☆, stop abruptly

"Excessive fatigue and overdose of narcotic drugs lead to myocarditis and arrhythmia, and there are also symptoms of neurasthenia. What's going on with your parents, the child's body is already very weak, how can you put so much pressure on him? This It's not a trivial matter, if myocarditis develops into heart failure, it will be very dangerous, and it will be too late for you to regret it. From now on, you must stay in bed for two weeks!"

Weinian slowly opened his eyes on the hospital bed, remained motionless, and quietly listened to the voices coming from outside the door.

After a while, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, a man walked to the bedside, looked at his son who closed his eyes and pretended not to wake up, and did not make a sound.

Finally, the father let out a hoarse sigh: "Niannian, what do you want to do, do you know that you are slowly committing suicide?"

The room was eerily quiet.After a while, my father said abruptly, "Are you punishing me?"

Everything seemed to be frozen, time was frozen, the air in the ward was frozen, and the two of them did not speak.

Finally, my father turned and left the room, the door was gently closed, and the sound of my father's footsteps gradually died down.

Finally, as if he couldn't hold it anymore, the boy opened his eyes and looked at the snow-white ceiling.A line of tears ran down his cheek.

Half a month later, Wei Nian was finally discharged from the hospital.After experiencing this illness, instead of getting better, his body weakened rapidly. The myocarditis caused by overdose of drugs has deteriorated into frequent palpitations and angina pectoris, and his neurasthenia has not improved. He has mild nephritis gastritis.However, these diseases cannot be cured if they stay in the hospital all the time, and they need to be recuperated at home for a long time.

After being discharged from the hospital, Wei Nian is like a completely different person. If he was only extremely taciturn before, then he is completely silent now.He can only stay in the room every day, recuperate in bed, can't go anywhere, he doesn't talk to anyone anymore, and he doesn't have to do other things.His nerves have been deeply damaged by drugs, and his father dare not let him take antidepressants.

Originally, I planned to move to Australia in August after I received my junior high school diploma after the results of the mid-year exam came out.But because of this illness, the original plan has been disrupted, and my father had to run around trying to find ways to postpone the procedure of going abroad and redo the application.

Under this rush and pressure, my father felt the powerlessness and pain that he had not seen for a long time.Sometimes at night he would come to his son's bed, looking at the weak child, unable to speak.The boy's eyes gradually closed and he fell into sleep.

He didn't know how the timid child who was afraid of loneliness and darkness grew up in the years he couldn't see.

What is it that makes this poor child become so rebellious and repulsive, close himself up, and no longer communicate with his father.Where did I go wrong?Did they abandon their mother and child in the first place?

Due to his father's tedious work, sometimes Yuan Lingfei also came to their house to visit Wei Nian.Maybe he would feel better when he was with friends. Out of this consideration, his father sometimes called Yuan Lingfei to take care of Wei Nian.

"Uncle, aren't you coming back tonight?"

"Yes, I need to extend my visa. I have to go to City X, and I won't be able to come back tonight."

"Then... what about Auntie and Xiao Guang?"

"Oh, they went to Xiaoguang's grandmother's house, and they won't come back in a few days. Then I will trouble you today. I called your father. You can stay here tonight. Help me take care of the future. One year."

"No trouble, we are friends, I should take care of him."

"Thank you, Xiao Yuan."

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him."

The faint voices outside the door were finally covered by the scattered footsteps on the stairs, and after a while, the sound of opening and closing the door came from downstairs.Footsteps sounded again on the stairs, this time much clearer, the footsteps got closer, stopped at the door, and the door was pushed open.

"Wei Nian, what do you want for dinner? My mother made a can of soup and told me to bring it over for you to drink. But I don't know how to cook, so let's order takeaway and drink the soup I brought over, okay? You What to eat?"

Wei Nian remained silent and shook his head lightly.

"What does shaking your head mean? You don't want to eat, you want to be a fairy."

Wei Nian still didn't answer him.

"Oh, forget it, why are you bothering? You were already a dumb gourd before, but now you are almost dumb? In fact, everyone really cares about you, and this world is not like what you imagined. Let me do it first. Let the soup cool down for you, I know you don't drink hot things. I'll go down and see if there's a snack bar nearby..."

Yuan Lingfei stood up, opened the door and went out.

After Yuan Lingfei and Wei Nian had dinner and took a bath, they stayed at Li's house, and he lived in the guest room.In the evening, a glass of water was delivered to Wei Nian's room.Facing Yuan Lingfei's smiling face, Weinian remained expressionless and indifferent, as if he was very unhappy.Although he was very indifferent in the past, but not to the present level, it seems that he doesn't care about anything anymore, and it seems that people who have lost all hope are waiting to die... This thought made Yuan Lingfei shudder, such a vigorous and vigorous 15-year-old Such a young boy should never be associated with such a gloomy atmosphere.Looking at Wei Nian like this now, people can't help but feel sad.

It was a quiet night, with no wind.Before falling asleep, Yuan Lingfei was still thinking about whether Wei Nian in the next room had fallen asleep, what color was his dream, would it be gray...

In the mist, Yuan Lingfei, who was sleeping soundly in the guest room, was suddenly awakened by the sound of water.Suspecting that a thief had entered, he panickedly grabbed the phone beside him and turned on the screen. It was already three o'clock in the morning.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Walking to the door of Wei Nian's room, he found that the door was wide open, and it was dark inside, with no one there.

He turned his head and looked at the bathroom next to him. The door was tightly closed, but a little light came through the crack in the door.

Did you go to the bathroom?He took a few steps forward to knock on the door.Suddenly, the slippers on my feet seemed to step on a puddle of water. Where did the water come from?

He reached out and turned on the small light on the wall of the corridor, only to find that a large puddle of water had accumulated on the ground. Looking along the water stains, it turned out that it flowed from the crack in the bathroom door.The halo of yellow light coming out of the door was reflected on the puddle of water, flickering with a strange light.He immediately sensed that something was wrong, and rushed to slap on the bathroom door.

"Weinian, are you in there? Quickly open the door, what are you doing in there?"

But no matter how twisted, slapped, or bumped, there was no sound in the bathroom, only the water was still gushing out from the crack of the door, and the brown wooden floor made the light and shadow on the water appear ominous, because, he saw There was a hint of blood red.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that his uncle had told him before leaving that the spare key at home was placed under the TV cabinet, and the key to the toilet was also inside.He rushed out and quickly found the spare keys, and came back to try one by one, shouting while trying:

"Weinian, open the door quickly! Say something to me! What are you doing in there!"

Finally, with a "click", the door of the toilet opened, and he pushed it open.

Under the dim light in the bathroom, Wei Nian was wearing thin short-sleeved pajamas, and he looked very thin. He was sitting alone in the huge white bathtub. The faucet of the bathtub was still on, and the water continuously overflowed from the edge of the bathtub. Sliding to the floor, the entire bathroom shone with light and shadow.

The young man was sitting in the water, his whole body was already soaked, his head was lowered, his face was expressionless, he held a small metallic knife in his left hand, raised his right hand lightly, and the blade was straight against his wrist...

"What are you doing! What are you doing stupidly!"

Yuan Lingfei was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.Wei Young smiled contemptuously: "What stupid thing did I do?"

"Then... can you put the knife down... everything is negotiable, isn't it... you must not..."

"I didn't do anything wrong from the beginning to the end. It was you who were wrong. Why should all the suffering and bad luck be added to me."

Minian's left hand moved lightly, and in an instant, a bright red bloodstain was drawn under the blade on the wrist of his right hand.

"You know what I'm going to do all along, don't you?" Wei Nian smiled.

Yuan Lingfei looked at the pale young man in disbelief: "I don't understand, how can I understand? What exactly are you doing..."

Wei Nian gently shook his head, watching the blood beads on his wrist meandering down, instantly dripping into the water, turning into a dancing bright red...

"Death? Why am I willing to...?" The young man's voice murmured as if in a dream, "I just want to stay... I don't like you... The home I want to go to... Why is it so difficult? I have no choice... There's really no other way...why won't you let me go? I've run out of time..." The strength in his hand didn't decrease, and the blade went an inch deeper into the flesh.

"Weinian, what the hell are you thinking! You...you can be sober, please!" Cheng Lingyu finally stepped forward and grabbed Weinian's arm, trying to pull away his left hand holding the blade.But the knife in Wei Nian's hand cut into the flesh firmly, and the blade only slashed deeper on his wrist while shaking, blood flowed profusely instantly, and Wei Nian's face turned pale in an instant.

Yuan Lingfei was so frightened that he didn't dare to move any more, his hand was hanging in a daze a few centimeters away from Wei Nian, as if he was facing a glass doll, and this doll was shattered and would be destroyed at any moment. "Can you not...don't do this! I beg you!"

"I'm sorry..." Wei Nian looked at him, still smiling, but the tears also slowly fell, in the moon-white water, the boy's tears were just a handful of shattered tragic moon shadows.

I can't get the freedom and happiness I want here, so I can only find it elsewhere...?

☆, on the occasion of reunion

?Yang Jiugeng walked to the door of the house and saw a person standing there.Yang Jiugeng met this man three times, had a showdown with him, fought a lawsuit, and witnessed the confrontation between him and Li Weinian.Yang Jiugeng has seen him gentle, calm, angry, serious, and fierce, but he has never seen him like this.

Tired and haggard, although the demeanor is still the same, the aura of the whole body has faded, and the eyes looking at Yang Jiugeng seem to be praying, as if he aged ten years overnight.

Yang Jiugeng didn't expect that when he saw him for the first time after a long time, the man's first words would be: "Go and see Wei Nian."

What Yang Jiugeng didn't even expect was the next sentence:

"He... committed suicide."

Jiu Geng's mind went blank, and he almost fell to the ground.Minian's father drove Jiu Geng to the hospital.

The boy who used to be restless and active no longer spoke. He sat in the back seat without saying a word, looking at the passing vehicles and pedestrians outside the car window, imagining the little things he had with his younger brother in his childhood, I am afraid that this city will never have a new year again.

The boy's face was as pale as moonlight.He was lying on a white sheet without a trace of warmth, and his whole body was covered with cold light.The moment he saw his younger brother, Yang Jiugeng's memory was uncontrollably pulled back to two and a half years ago.That winter, he stood in the cold room, and death was like a clammy, pale hand tightly grasping his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe.The boy's face on the bed was just like his mother lying in that room at that time, pure white like porcelain, almost transparent, without a trace of fresh breath.He couldn't believe that this was his boy, a year ago he was still so bright, like a morning star, even when he was sick, crying, and sad, he was so dazzling and clear, but now he was like a falling meteor, Faint, the whole body is shriveled and thin, almost out of human form.All the brilliance disappeared from him, leaving only a lifeless shell.

At this moment, how lucky he is that he can still hear the buzzing operation of the instruments beside the bed, and see the drip on the left hand side of the boy still flowing into the boy's body drop by drop.

Jiu Geng stood by the bed and looked at him carefully, clenched his fists tightly, but he never reached out to touch the person on the bed.

"I woke up once after the blood transfusion in the morning, and refused to say anything. He was ruined. Now he doesn't want anything, he doesn't want his family anymore, he doesn't want my father anymore, and now he doesn't even want his life. I have nothing to do with him, even if you hurt him, I can't do anything, I just hope you can save him..."

The man's voice was choked with sobs, he was a middle-aged man at his most proud age, but he almost made the white-haired man send the black-haired man to collapse.He didn't know what else to do, he couldn't think, he was irrational, all he knew was that he would never let Wei Nian kill himself in front of him like this.He only asks his son to have a little compassion and intolerance, to pity his hopeless father, and not to use himself to force everyone to accompany him to the end.

He also doesn't know how he feels about Yang Jiugeng and Li Weinian now.Now, what else can he do?A son nearly insane uses death to force him, using all his love for him as a selfish and willful bargaining chip.He can only admit defeat.

Yang Jiugeng still stood by the bed without moving, as if he didn't hear a word the man said.His eyes only looked at Li Weinian's tightly closed eyes, and there was only a voice in his heart whispering non-stop:

I'm here, Wei Nian, I'm here...

From now on, I will never leave again, and I will never let you go again, never again...

Weinian was in a coma for a whole day and night, and when he woke up again, it was dawn again.The father also didn't close his eyes all night by the bed. Seeing his son slowly opening his eyes, he immediately leaned over: "Weinian, are you awake?"

Wei Nian struggled to prop up his body, trying to sit up, but felt dizzy for a while, and almost fell down again.The man quickly stood up and supported him, let him lie down slowly, and helped him raise the bed so that he could lean on it.

"Anything uncomfortable?"

Wei Nian slightly shook his head, leaned weakly on the pillow, and raised his eyes to look at him.The man's eye sockets were deeply sunken, his hair was a little disheveled, and there was already a blue stubble on his chin. His suit, which was always neat, was crumpled and hung on his body at this moment, completely missing his usual peaceful demeanor.Tightly pursing his lips, Wei Nian was silent for a while, before finally speaking softly:

"A little thirsty..."

"Thirsty?" The man stood up immediately, and was about to pour water, when someone beside him handed him a cup, which contained warm boiled water that had been adjusted to the temperature.Li Weinian looked up at the person holding the cup in a daze, his mind was in a trance for a while, his extremely dull brain could hardly distinguish whether it was a dream or reality.

The man took the cup and carefully handed it to Wei Nian's lips: "It's normal to be thirsty, but you're losing too much blood now, so you can't drink too much water. Moisturize your lips."

Weinian was brought back to his senses by the cup handed to him, and reflexively raised his hand to take it, but the IV still hanging on his left hand was immediately pulled.The man quickly stretched out his hand to hold him down: "You are inconvenient with both hands, so just drink like this."

Li Weinian lowered his eyes, did not refuse, and took two sips of water from his father's hand.

Father put the cup on the table next to him, turned his head and saw Minian's eyes, his lips parted slightly as if he wanted to say something, but he kept silent.The man didn't know whether it was grief or pain in his heart, and he could only sigh secretly in the end.

"It's almost time, I should go to work."

Turning back again: "Please, help me take care of him."

Yang Jiugeng nodded.

The man packed up and left.There were only those two teenagers left in the ward, one was leaning against the bed and the other was standing by the bed, but neither spoke.

The two people who used to be in such a tacit understanding, now the air between them is full of silence.

Li Weinian looked at Yang Jiugeng who was motionless in front of him, feeling anxious.When he decided to do this, he considered a lot, including his father, himself, between him and his father, between him and Yuan Lingfei, everything he thought of.But alone he didn't think about how to face Yang Jiugeng.Maybe it was his subconscious escape, he was just afraid that such a scene would really happen.Yang Jiugeng stood at a distance not too far from him, neither looked back at him nor spoke to him, a little close, yet distant.He has a lot to say, but he doesn't know which sentence to say first, is he sorry?Or don't worry?or something else...

"You..." Li Weinian murmured, his voice still dry.Yang Jiugeng finally turned his head to look at him, but the light in his eyes was deep and complicated, unable to fathom his emotions.Seeing such silent eyes, Li Weinian couldn't say anything else, his chest felt uncomfortable.I can only wait like this, waiting for Yang Jiugeng to rub his head, hug him, even just look at him with concern, like every time he was injured before, maybe he can find the courage to hug him again.

But Yang Jiugeng still stood there motionless, just looked at him all the way, finally showing pain in his eyes, as if he was the one who was injured.Li Weinian felt even more uncomfortable, subconsciously wanted to get closer to him, propped himself up with his hands and wanted to sit up.The weight of the body shifted to the right hand, and the wound that was just bandaged immediately burst into sharp pain.

"Ah..." Li Weinian looked down in pain, frowned, and then remembered that his right hand was wrapped with a thick bandage, and he couldn't use his strength yet.

The next moment, the right arm was held by one hand, and the right wrist was tightly wrapped by the other hand. The strength of those hands was gentle and cautious, leading him to slowly lean back on the bed.Li Weinian raised his eyes to look at him, and the fingers of his right hand slightly hooked his palm.The hand protecting his wrist seemed to feel his pleading, and never left, it gently stroked his bandage.

The temperature of the hand can be clearly felt even through the thick gauze, maybe there is no need to touch it directly, as long as the strength that wants to protect him can be felt, it is enough for Li Weinian to regain all his love. peace of mind.

This person is the only person he can trust with all his heart until now. Wei Nian has never understood so deeply that it doesn't matter how much this person is injured, the only thing that can't be done is that he is injured.Every time, Yang Jiugeng always appeared the first time he needed to see him, without asking the reason, without hesitation.This kind of elder brother, Wei Nian will do everything possible to keep it.He didn't expect that he would be found by his father so early, and he didn't expect that he would see everything like this.He told himself before that it's fine to do anything, just don't scare him and make him worry.But this time he was powerless, Yang Jiugeng appeared while he was still in a coma, and made him witness another unconsciousness