Abyss of Rebirth

The next day was the weekend, so there was no need to go to school. An Rui and An Zhe accompanied Mrs. An to go to the hospital to visit An Haicheng.

Almost a year has passed since the last incident, An Haicheng was lying on the hospital bed, showing no sign of waking up.Old Mrs. An was very sad, but she didn't dare to show it in front of Mr. An, for fear that she would be irritated if she accidentally said something.

Several people took the elevator to the fourth floor, and were about to open the door of the ward, but suddenly heard a "squeak", and the door was pushed open from the inside.

"You are..." Mrs. An hesitated slightly as she looked at the middle-aged man in a white coat with a warm smile on his face.

"Mrs. An, this is Dr. Yan." The little nurse who followed the man came out with a smile and explained, "Dr. Yan is here for rounds."

"Oh, oh, Doctor Yan." Mrs. An nodded, "Doctor Yan looks a bit unfamiliar."

"I just returned to the country half a year ago." Dr. Yan pushed his glasses with a smile, "I have been traveling around the country for the past six months, and I only entered this hospital recently."

"Although Dr. Yan is only under 40 years old, he is already an internationally renowned doctor!" the little nurse said with a look of admiration.

"Xiao Chen!" Dr. Yan looked helplessly at the little nurse chattering aside, and then said to Mrs. An, "Then, I haven't finished checking the other wards, so I'll leave first?"

"Please." Mrs. An gave way and nodded.

"Goodbye." Dr. Yan said, his eyes swept over An Rui and An Zhe who were standing behind the old lady An, and then left the place straight away.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Mrs. An had already entered the ward, An Zhe still stood there with a pensive look, stretched out his hand and asked, pushing him.

"Nothing?" An Zhe shook his head, but subconsciously glanced in the direction of Dr. Yan's departure, "I just think...that doctor looks familiar."

"Familiar?" An Rui said casually, "Have you seen it on TV before?"

"...Maybe." An Zhe smiled, agreeing with the statement, looked at An Rui and said, "Go in."

Although two professional nurses have been hired for An Haicheng, after all, he hasn't gotten out of bed for nearly a year, and the muscles of An Haicheng's limbs have shrunk significantly. His once handsome and charming face is now pale and thin, without a trace of blood.

Old lady An sat beside the hospital bed, stretched out her hand to hold An Haicheng's arm, and wiped him carefully with a wet towel.

"Ruirui, when do you think your father will wake up?" Mrs. An stared blankly at An Haicheng's face and asked softly.

"Soon." An Rui said comfortingly, "Father knows that grandma is worried about him, and he will wake up as soon as possible."

Old lady An shook her head with a wry smile, and put the towel aside: "Yesterday the old man asked me...he asked where Hai Cheng went on a business trip, and he didn't even come back for his 65th birthday... ...what can I say? What can I say..."

"Grandma, don't worry, everything will be fine." An Zhe walked behind An Rui and whispered, "Don't be too sad, take care of yourself."

"...Don't worry, I won't fall." Mrs. An took a deep breath, held back her tears, and murmured, "I'll be fine, I won't fall... I won't fall."

Several people stayed in the ward for an afternoon, and in the evening, they went back separately.

"Do you hate An Haicheng?" An Zhe suddenly asked while walking with An Rui.

An Rui looked up at the sky that had been dyed red by the sunset, squinted his eyes, and said, "No."

"Really?" Anzhe smiled and continued to ask, "What about me?"

"Maybe before." An Rui turned his attention to An Zhe, "It's just that the feeling of 'hate' consumes too much energy, so now I don't hate it anymore."

"Do you like me then?" An Zhe continued to ask with a smile, "Compared to yesterday, do you like me a little bit?"

"Yeah." An Rui looked at An Zhe with a half-smile: "It's like raising a wolf dog." Then he turned his gaze to the front again, "What are we eating today? I remember you bought curry yesterday, and you can make it today That."

"Okay." An Zhe's eyes covered An Rui's figure, "So, I must be more useful than a dog."

An Rui gave An Zhe a sideways look, didn't say anything, just put his hands in his pockets, and stepped up his steps a little.An Zhe hooked his lips slightly, and then followed closely.

"Then, what should I do with this question? Um... yes, all right. Xiao Zhe is really good, he has solved such a difficult problem... Compared with the young master who was pampered by An's family, Xiao Zhe is much better .”

"It's sad to be abandoned, is it scary? Xiaozhe is no different from him. Xiaozhe is a good boy, better than that kid... Excellent people should get more. He took your father away. That's it. Because of him, you will be abandoned...Uncle will help you return to the house, and then, as long as Xiao Zhe continues to work hard, your father will definitely pay attention to you again. "

"However, your father is also very bad. He abandoned your mother and you, so let him feel the pain too, right?"

"Xiao Zhe, your father is coming to pick you up... You must remember what uncle said, remember to..." The young man had a warm smile on his face, but his eyes were gloomy and crazy, "Destroy them."

An Zhe woke up suddenly from his dream. He propped his forehead with one hand, and his head felt like it was exploding.

……what is that?Is it a dream?

No... no, no, these memories are...

An Zhe threw off the quilt on his body, rushed to An Rui's door in a few steps, reached out and patted on the door vigorously: "Rui Rui, open the door! Rarui!"

An Rui was awakened by the sudden knock on the door, reached out and turned on the lamp on the bedside, opened the door, and looked at An Zhe with a slight frown: "What's wrong?"

"Photo!" An Zhe whispered.

"What photo?" An Rui asked back.

"Those photos of the orphanage," An Zhe said, "you let the detectives investigate those photos of my orphanage!"

An Rui looked at An Zhe's expression, was silent for a few seconds, turned around and opened a locked drawer, then found a transparent folder from it and handed it to An Zhe: "Everything is in there."

An Zhe took the folder, poured out the contents, took a quick look at it, and took a closer look at the last photo of volunteers who went to the orphanage, and finally his eyes fell on a certain person's face stopped.

"What's wrong?" An Rui also leaned over and asked.

"Ruirui," An Zhe said with lowered eyes and a slight smile, "Counting over two lifetimes, the two of us have been played miserably."