kind of bend me

When Wan Chen was transferred to the hospital in S City, he was already dying.

The attending doctor shook his head helplessly.

Li Meixiang fainted in front of the hospital bed, Ke Qiwei kicked down the door of the dean's room, and Kang Lin urgently invited experts from city b.

The result is still the same.

A day later, the hospital issued a critical illness notice.

Li Meixiang cried to death, and the strong Wan Hui was already in tears. Kang Lin stood by the hospital bed, holding Wan Chen's scarred hand, and softly called his name.

Wan Chen never opened his eyes.

He just said two words in a weak, barely audible voice.

Shen Xu...

From the beginning to the end of life, there are only these two words.

No one knew how he survived, even the doctors couldn't believe the miracle.

On that day, his life showed signs of continuation.

It's just that the situation is still not optimistic, and he has been lying in the intensive care unit.

With tubes inserted all over his body, he fell into a deep sleep and waited for the next miracle to come.

Sitting in the car going to City E, Kang Lin listened to the report of Shen Xu's situation from his subordinates, and after careful consideration, he turned the car and went back to City S.

Shen Xu, who was in despair, couldn't give him any help.

Kang Lin tried his best to find Wan Chen's classmates back then, and learned some details about the relationship between Wan Chen and Shen Xu through Li Da and the others.At the class reunion a few years ago, someone recorded some clips with a mobile phone.He found someone to follow the video to imitate Shen Xu's voice, and told Li Da and the others to listen to it. After unanimous affirmation, he asked that person to record a passage.

Every day, he turned on that recording and played it to those who refused to wake up for a long time.

Shen Xu said to him in an energetic voice: Wanchen...

Wan Chen, when do you plan to sleep until?Get up quickly, it's time to read books, it's time to exercise, isn't it to realize your great wish?You can't get into S University if you fall asleep.

After being in a coma for more than half a month, Wan Chen finally woke up.

Aunt Li hugged her son excitedly and shed tears, while Wan Hui squeezed the doctor's hand gratefully.

That recording has been kept by the bedside, and Kang Lin still turns it on from time to time, playing it for him who is sometimes awake and sometimes unconscious.

Wan Chen, do you still remember Li Da, Wang Qi, and Liu Xuan?By the way, there's also Fat Girl, the glamorous five sluts who made an appointment to play golf together tomorrow, do you want to come?

Wan Chen wakes up more and more, and he is gradually able to talk to people.

A few days later, Li Meixiang and Wan Hui went to City T.

Kang Lin often came to see him, and occasionally chatted with him.

Lying on the bed, the only thing he could do was turn his head slightly to look at the scenery outside the window.

Wanchen, one day we will all be old, can we still be friends?Wan Chen, wake up early, no matter what happens, we will always meet.Until then……

For half a year, he lay in bed, completely unable to move from the neck down.

If it weren't for that recording, maybe even he himself would have given up.

Although he knew it was false, it was an illusory hope that supported him to persevere.

On the day when his fingers became conscious, tears of relief flowed from the corners of the eyes of the man who was almost forty.

Recalling the hardships of those days, Kang Lin sighed and turned his head away.

It has seldom snowed in this city, and passers-by in thick cotton coats pass by in a hurry.The waiter brought freshly brewed coffee, and the man sitting across from him kept his eyes down.

The story Kang Lin told was too heavy, and there was only pain in everyone's heart.

However, the story continues.

Fingers, arms, toes, knees...he can hold an apple, eat with a spoon, sit up, bend his knees, stand up with props.

Even the doctors couldn't believe his recovery speed.

Dozens of surgeries, large and small, Wan Chen gritted his teeth and persisted. More than anyone else, he was eagerly looking forward to the day when he would walk out of here.

Kang Lin asked him about his plans after he was discharged from the hospital, and he smiled slightly, "Go and see him first, see if he is doing well. We will make plans for the future...."

There is only one reason why Wanchen is so eager, and it is also the simplest wish.

Kang Lin drank the hot coffee in the cup, raised his eyes, "Shen Xu, I didn't intend to tell you these things two years ago, because you have a lover, and that person is more important to you than anything else. Now... If possible, I hope you can give him a chance." After sighing helplessly, he said, "It's been 20 years, I think, he can't let it go. I can only pin my hopes on you, whether you are willing to change, you two. "

Shen Xu returned home.

The sound of choking pot came from the small courtyard of Wanjia, and as soon as he opened the door, he could smell the familiar aroma of food.

With the TV on, Uncle Wan sat on the sofa and took a nap. Aunt Li brought out the last dish, took off her apron, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Shen Xu standing by the door.

"Xiao Xu, why are you here?"

Uncle Wan woke up startled, and looked at Shen Xu with a puzzled expression.

After dinner, Shen Xu mentioned meeting Wan Chen in a relaxed tone as much as possible.

After the Wan family couple looked at each other, they finally said, "We don't want to hide it from you, but Wan Chen ----- he doesn't want you to worry, Xiao Xu, at that time, he still can't worry about you."

Aunt Li murmured about those darkest days.

Wan Chen is sometimes awake and sometimes in a coma. Li Meixiang stays by her son's side day and night, hoping that God will not take back the miracle it bestowed.

After waking up, Wan Chen spent a long time telling his mother the story of him and Shen Xu.

A 20-year-long story.

Li Meixiang was shocked and speechless, looking at her son lying on the hospital bed, who might leave in a second, she couldn't say anything to blame anyway.

Wan Chen said slowly in an extremely weak voice, "I'm sorry... Mom... for letting you down... I... in this life... I have done too many things wrong... I'm sorry... but... Mom... I want to To live...I want to work hard to live...for you...for...Shen Xu."

He said that he loves Shen Xu, and it hasn't changed from the beginning to the end.

In this life, there is only Shen Xu, only Shen Xu.

He was worried that Shen Xu would not be able to persist after hearing the sad news about He Lei, so he asked his parents to go to Shen Xu's side, take care of him, and accompany him.

Li Meixiang's face was already full of tears, touching her son's weak and haggard face wrapped in gauze, weeping uncontrollably.

How could she leave at this moment, leaving her son who was struggling on the line of life and death, where could she go?

She also feels distressed and worried about Shen Xu, but after all Wan Chen is the flesh that fell from her body, Wan Chen, can you wait until she comes back?

Wan Chen slowly closed his eyes, and said softly before falling into a coma.

This is his last wish.

Li Meixiang cried sadly and fell beside her wife.

The next day, the two of them got on the train bound for T City.

After returning to City S with Shen Xu, Li Meixiang used the excuse of playing mahjong every afternoon to go to the hospital to take care of her son.

Wan Chen could only lie on the hospital bed, listening to the bit by bit about Shen Xu brought by his mother, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, full of relief.

Shen Xu was alive, and survived tenaciously.

He knew that this road was difficult, and he also knew how hard it was for Shen Xu to persevere.But he could only cruelly leave him in this world.

It's good to be alive.

Kang Lin often came to see him, and he didn't say much, just encouraged him with a smile; Ke Qiwei occasionally came over and picked some words to hurt him, and Wanchen got used to his poisonous tongue after a long time.

The door of the ward is painted creamy white with simple patterns engraved on it.

Wan Chen stretched out his hand, he told himself that one day, he would open that door and walk out with both feet.

During the Spring Festival with lanterns and festoons and family reunion, Wan Chen leaned on the hospital bed and looked at his mobile phone.

There is a photo that Li Meixiang just took and sent. In the photo, there are the Wanjia couple, Shen Xu, and old master Liu sitting beside a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner. Several people are facing the camera, with joyful smiles on their faces.

Wan Chen gently caressed someone in the photo with his fingers.

He also laughed, although he was still a bit reluctant, and although he hadn't completely melted away his sadness, he still smiled.

Wan Chen unconsciously followed suit with a smile, his gentle eyes fixed.

Firecrackers sounded outside the window one after another, and the gorgeous firelight illuminated the sky.

Inside the window, a low voice rang in my heart.

"Shen Xu...Shen Xu...Shen Xu..."

Li Meixiang took Shen Xu's hand and patted it gently on the palm.

It seems to be coaxing a child who has not grown up, and it seems to be pouring out her thoughts.

She mentioned Shen Xu's parents who had passed away, and that memory was once the happiest time in her heart.Her youth, her friends, and their lives are the most precious treasures in life.

She mentioned Wan Chen and Shen Xu.

Wan Chen on the hospital bed only chanted one name, the name engraved on his heart.

A name that has never been forgotten since I have memory, even if there is an interval of more than ten years, even if there is no hope in my life.

With tubes all over his body, the weak Wan Chen insisted on finishing their story.

From the ignorant first love in his youth to the later quarrels and breakups, he sent those photos that killed Uncle Shen, and almost killed Shen Xu with his own hands.

The guilt of a lifetime was spoken out without reservation.

Maybe in the future, there will be no chance.

Li Meixiang couldn't digest this series of shocks for a while, she returned home, looked at the photo of Shen's couple hanging on the wall, and cried for a long time in shame.

When she came to the hospital the next day, she didn't say anything, and silently played the role of a mother.

Not to blame, not to resent, it was her own son lying there dying.

While talking, Li Meixiang choked up, Shen Xu hugged her into his arms, and patted her on the back.

"Xiaoxu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry on Wanchen's behalf...For so many years, you have been alone, and you have taken all these sufferings to heart. Auntie also blamed you for not coming back...Xiaoxu, I'm sorry."

The three words that came out of Li Meixiang's mouth were extremely heavy, making Shen Xu's chest hard to breathe.

It has been 20 years since his parents passed away. During the long time, he has learned to be strong and forget.

He thought he had completely walked out of that nightmare.

but----

The three words that can't change anything were uttered by Aunt Li who treated him like his own son. For a while, too many emotions surged.

20 years of forbearance and grievance, pain and grief are vented at this moment.

The tears were like a tide, and he couldn't cry.

That night, he dreamed of his parents whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Familiar house, old furniture, father in overalls just came home, mother sweating profusely brought out food from the kitchen, and greeted father and son.

The father's hair is half gray, and the wrinkles at the corners of the mother's eyes have deepened. Only the smiles on their faces have not changed in the past 20 years.

Woke up in the morning, opened the door, and the thick porridge aroma wafted in.

Aunt Li was busy in the kitchen, Uncle Wan was arranging his flowers and plants in the small courtyard, Shen Xu walked to the corridor, calmly looked at the photos of his parents hanging on the wall, and said with a smile, "Dad, Mom, good morning."

The long night has passed, and he spent 20 years learning to be strong, to forget, and to forgive.