Kiss badly

Although today is New Year's Eve, for Wen Hexi and Lin Yuanzhi, this day is no different. It is still the same as usual. They eat dinner after five o'clock and go to bed before ten o'clock.

Other people's houses are lively during the New Year. The two people in the ward celebrate the New Year, like facing the wall, one facing the ceiling and the wall, and the other facing the wall facing the person on the hospital bed. When it was time to go to bed, the two of them faced the ceiling and the wall together.

Wordless silence lasted until zero.

The sky outside the window exploded with brilliant fireworks. Lin Yuanzhi suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the time. At one minute past one, he got up, walked to the bedside, and whispered to Wen Hexi, "Wen Hexi, New Year's Eve! hapiness."

Wen Hexi opened his eyes and looked at Lin Yuanzhi with empty eyes.

Lin Yuanzhi gently kissed Wen Hexi's forehead, said the words, and kissed him. Satisfied, he turned and went back to sleep.

As soon as he turned around, he felt a small force holding him.

Look for the past.

It was Wen Hexi's fingers that caught his sleeve.

"you……"

"Happy New Year." Wen Hexi said.

"Yeah." Lin Yuanzhi smiled.

"Forehead." Wen Hexi said again.

"What?" Lin Yuanzhi was puzzled.

"Put your forehead out, you can't reach it." This is the most Wen Hexi has spoken in such a long time.

Lin Yuanzhi leaned over and raised his forehead, Wen Hexi raised his chin and kissed Lin Yuanzhi's forehead.

The two petals are soft and can be separated at the touch.

"That's all gone?" Lin Yuanzhi couldn't help smiling, nostalgic for the soft and moist touch on his forehead.

Wen Hexi did not respond to Lin Yuanzhi's greedy request, but said: "Paper cut, post it until you are discharged from the hospital."

"Okay." There was a smile in Lin Yuanzhi's voice.

Wen Hexi is gradually returning to life, no longer like a body whose soul has been hollowed out. Although this process is slow, Lin Yuanzhi believes that one day, he will wait for the previous Wen Hexi to come back.

...he thought he could wait.

But the bloody facts shattered his dream. The day after Wen Hexi removed the plaster cast, Wen Hexi committed suicide. He cut off his carotid artery with a fruit knife, and his long silver hair was stained with blood. If If Lin Yuanzhi found out later, he would have disappeared.

Lin Yuanzhi and Xu Ningyu's three-month efforts failed to save Wen Hexi. They saved Wen Hexi's life, but they failed to save his heart.

That day Lin Yuanzhi stayed by Wen Hexi's bed for a whole night, and the next morning he put Xia Qing's urn in front of Wen Hexi and told him - the murderer who killed your mother is still alive, they are not only alive, Still alive and well.

He thought about it all night, but he couldn't think of anything else that could keep Wen Hexi alive.

For a desperate person, the motivation to live is often not the beauty and warmth of the world, but hatred, which is very sad.

Lin Yuanzhi knew.

But he had no choice, he wanted Wen Hexi to live, so he could only watch Wen Hexi fall into hatred.

Wen Hexi held Xia Qing's urn without crying or fussing. He did not commit suicide again. He became very obedient, especially to the doctor's words. The only time when he was disobedient was when he worked too hard during rehabilitation training.

The process of rehabilitation training was painful, but Wen Hexi seemed to have lost the pain. If Lin Yuanzhi hadn't seen the dense layer of sweat on Wen Hexi's forehead, he might really have thought that he was not in pain.

Lin Yuanzhi hugged Wen Hexi's waist tightly, supporting the entire weight of Wen Hexi's body, "Let's stop here today, let's take a rest."

Lin Yuanzhi hugged Wen Hexi horizontally and put him on the bed.

Wen Hexi was still the same, not getting any better, never laughed again, and rarely spoke.

Lin Yuanzhi stared at the young man with dead eyes in front of him, he was like a half-dried flower that was about to wither, if he wanted to raise him well, he had to do something.

"Want to take a look outside?" Lin Yuanzhi asked.

Lin Yuanzhi couldn't wait for Wen Hexi's response, he was like a beautiful doll, like a dead thing, Lin Yuanzhi felt uncomfortable, "I'll push the wheelchair over here."

Lin Yuanzhi put Wen Hexi on the wheelchair, covered his legs with a blanket, and put a thick coat on him. He pushed him out of the ward. On the tiles, square outlines fell one by one.

The hospital is a place where life and death are constantly staged.

Lin Yuanzhi pushed Wen Hexi through the corridor, and heard crying from a ward, Lin Yuanzhi glanced at the source of the sound, it was an old woman crying.

Her wife died, and the old man lying on the hospital bed closed his eyes, calm and serene.

There were doctors and nurses standing beside them. It seemed that they had seen this kind of thing too much, and their expressions were a little numb.

Lin Yuanzhi couldn't help being a little out of breath, he thought of Wen Hexi, if Wen Hexi died one day, what would he do, just thinking about it, he would almost die of pain.

"Wen Hexi, don't die." Don't die before me.

The pain of losing you, I don't want to taste it again.

Wen Hexi was silent.

Lin Yuanzhi pushed Wen Hexi downstairs. At the end of winter and the beginning of spring, the weather has not yet warmed up, and the air is wrapped in a layer of chill. At the end of this cold, the tenacity of life quietly blooms, and dots of flowers appear on the withered lawn. Green, with bright yellow buds emerging from the branches.

"Look, this world is still very beautiful." Lin Yuanzhi said.

Wen Hexi was still silent, he didn't understand why Lin Yuanzhi said that, maybe Lin Yuanzhi really saw the beauty, but he only had black and white pictures in front of him.

No color.

"Lin Yuanzhi, let's go back." There was nothing to see in the gray world, he only felt that the air was cold.

"Is it cold?" Lin Yuanzhi touched Wen Hexi's hand.

A little cool.

"Then let's go back." Lin Yuanzhi said.

Lin Yuanzhi pushed Wen Hexi back. When they returned to the ward, Xu Ning was here, and he came over with a lunch box.

"Your sister-in-law made a perfect soup for you, try it quickly." Xu Ningyu said.

Lin Yuanzhi picked up the blanket on Wen Hexi's lap and the coat on his shoulders, put them aside, then picked up Wen Hexi and put them on the bed, where Xu Ningyu scooped out a bowl of soup and handed it to Wen Hexi.

The two cooperated tacitly and arranged Wen Hexi clearly.

Wen Hexi was drinking soup there, Xu Ning and Shen mysteriously pulled Lin Yuanzhi out of the ward.

"Don't gossip, tell me if you have something to say." Lin Yuanzhi broke away from Xu Ningyu's hand.

Xu Ningyu took a look into the ward, and said to Lin Yuanzhi in a low voice: "I have chosen the cemetery, when shall we tell him? Discuss about the burial."

"There's no need to tell him, let's bury him as soon as possible." Lin Yuanzhi said.

In Lin Yuanzhi's eyes, Wen Hexi is now a fragile vase, and any blow may break him. How could Lin Yuanzhi let him face these things again? Thinking of those painful memories, he can't wait for Wen Hexi It's best to forget about Xi completely.

"Lin Yuanzhi, that's his mother. He is the only one who has the right to decide these things. When the cremation was done, you made decisions without authorization. Before the police came to inquire about the case, you made decisions without authorization. You drove them away. What am I talking about, amnesia? Why are you so capable, who gave you the right to let you do this, and now you do this again, you have no right to make decisions for him at all."

"I have, Xu Ningyu, I have, I am his guardian." Lin Yuanzhi couldn't help being a little excited.

Xu Ning and retorted: "Illegal."

Lin Yuan is angry.

"I know what you are worried about, but Wen Hexi is not as fragile as you think. It has already happened. Do you want him to keep avoiding it? He always has to face the reality. The burial of relatives is not a trivial matter, and it is his only thing." Relatives, if you do things without telling him, he will blame you in the future."

"Then he'll complain." It's better than letting him watch Wen Hexi seek death and get bored.

Xu Ning and looked at Lin Yuanzhi, who was not letting go, with a headache, how could this person be so stubborn and not listen.

"Don't worry about this matter, I will deal with it." Lin Yuanzhi put Xu Ningyu in the audience.

Xu Ningyu: What the fuck.