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"Brother Yi, please wake up, okay? I want to eat your cooking." Shen Jiayi's ears were surrounded by crying and crying voices, which kept ringing in his ears.

The person in front of him slightly raised his head to look at him, smiled and said kindly: "Brother Yi, what's the matter?"

Shen Jiayi shook his aching head, and the familiar voice continued to ring in his ears, with a somewhat desolate tone, his heart suddenly ached, and tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes involuntarily.

He hugged the person in front of him tightly, trying to relieve the pain in his heart, and shouted over and over: "Little book, little book, little book."

"Well, I'm here." Tang Jingshu buried his head on his broad and strong chest, his tone sullen and a little doting.

Shen Jiayi still felt very uncomfortable in his heart, obviously he and Tang Jingshu reconciled as before, and his stomach cancer was also cured.

Why is it so hard to hear this voice?

The light of the setting sun enveloped their bodies, and the light hit Tang Jingshu's face in strands, making it white and rosy, as if a layer of golden light was shining on their bodies.

Shen Jiayi rested the other hand on the back of his head, and held Tang Jingshu's hand with the other. With a pair of deep peach blossom eyes, he watched the sky being dyed orange red by the setting sun, the pink clouds reflected on the flowing water, and the entire sea surface became It turned purple, and the sky seemed to be on fire.

The sea breeze gently blows the surface of the sea, one wave after another blows and rolls up, just like dancing happily on the sea surface, the setting sun shines on the two shadows on the wall lying on the sofa, tightly entwined.

With the light, the shadows seem to be coated with a layer of golden light, and the setting sun gradually withdraws as the sun sets.

Shen Jiayi kissed from the forehead to the bottom with gentleness, the corners of his eyes were red, his lips were slightly watery, and his eyes were full of desire and love without hiding, staring straight at the person below him.

The person under him, his face flushed, the end of his eyes red with slight bubbles, his bright red lips parted slightly to pant, he heard his name shouted over and over again.

The familiar voice sounded in Shen Jiayi's ear again, it was getting louder and louder, it was so loud that it could almost shatter his eardrums, his head was cracked and ached, his hands were propped on the sofa, his eyes were blurred, and he watched the circle of people in front of him turn into a puff of white smoke Gone with the wind.

He hugged it with both hands, but he failed, and the scene in front of him disappeared.

Shen Jiayi's head ached, he squatted down slowly, hugged his aching head with both hands, and shouted: "Xiaoshu, where are you?"

It was dark everywhere here, and there was no light to be seen. The whole person was plunged into the darkness, and he called the little book over and over again.

In the dark space, only his echo can be heard, no light can be seen, and there is no direction.

He is obviously on vacation with Tang Jingshu, they have a family, and everyone wishes them well.

The day before yesterday they were still registered as a legal couple in Taiwan. Fireworks and firecrackers sounded outside the door, and the newlyweds got married. The fond memories are like yesterday.

Obviously... they were still in love with each other just now, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye?

Shen Jiayi was very flustered, he had no sense of direction in this pitch-black space, as if he couldn't enter the door of this world.

He yelled Xiaoshu over and over again, his throat was dry and sore, his voice was very hoarse, and it overlapped with this space a little bit.

He was emotional, his thin shoulders trembled with the excitement, and he curled up in a ball, sitting in a place he didn't think was dark.

Tang Jingshu watched the alarm sound from the ECG monitor, and the parameters on the screen kept dropping.

An ear-piercing sound sounded in the IUC ward. Tang Jingshu was trembling all over, and pressed the bedside alarm several times with trembling fingers. Doctors and nurses rushed over and drove him out of the IUC ward.

Tang Jingshu stood outside, looking through the glass at the male doctor holding a defibrillator in his hand. The nurse standing on the right applied a layer of transparent liquid to the bottom of the device, and the nurse on the left listened to the male doctor's instructions and pressed the device.

The man lying on the hospital bed had his upper body open, skinny and skinny, and his ribs could be clearly seen. The male doctor held the defibrillator tightly with both hands and pressed it down.

Tang Jing could only watch helplessly, but he was powerless. He kept praying in his heart that the other party would wake up.

In the past, he never believed in gods and Buddhas. At this moment, he kept praying to all kinds of gods to save Shen Jiaming.

The male doctor glanced at the ECG monitor, and the parameters kept dropping. He continued to press on his chest, and the person on the bed bounced up, and finally the parameters returned to normal.

In the dark space, a ray of light suddenly came in, Shen Jiayi stood up slowly, looked at the light in front of him, and ran forward desperately.

There was only one thought in his mind, which was to run forward desperately, and only after he ran out would he have a chance to find Tang Jingshu.

When he woke up, a pair of red eyes stared at him with twinkling.

"Xiaoshu——" Shen Jiayi slowly raised his other hand, and wiped away the tears from the corners of Tang Jingshu's eyes with distress, his voice was hoarse like sawing wood, "Xiaoshu...I'm sorry...I made you cry again .”

The palm of the hand with the rough palm lines was stroked over and over again, and the little face covered with tears was followed by a pain in the heart.

Shen Jiayi knew in his heart that he was Shen Jiaming's stand-in from beginning to end, a person with only a soul but no body.

In the medical field, both the doctor and the protagonist want them to disappear from the world, just because they have no flesh and blood, they should not live in the world.

But they have souls, thoughts, self-awareness, and desire to be loved, so shouldn't they coexist?

He wants to live, wants to live more than anyone else, and the belief in living grows wantonly in his heart, and finally makes him unable to ignore existence.

But God is always so unfair.

He is like a mouse that came out to look for food but was beaten by everyone in order to survive. In their eyes, it is called looking for food, but in the eyes of humans, it is a dirty mouse that steals food.

They also have the right to live, and no one can deprive them of the right to live, just because they are in the dark, are they worthy of living?

He is really jealous of Shen Jiaming, and it is Shen Jiaming who Tang Jingshu loves.

And he can only hide in the dark body like a bat, living without a trace of light.

Tang Jingshu wiped away his tears, squeezed out a smile, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I let you enter the CUI."

Seeing that gentle look in his eyes, he knew it was Shen Jiayi, not Shen Jiaming.

Shen Jiayi who just woke up was very weak, and then stayed in the CUI ward for a week, while Tang Jingshu was waiting for Ling Xiao's call.

He couldn't get through all the time, and they all flew into the voicemail box. He was very worried that something happened to Ling Xiao, but he couldn't help much.

Tang Jingshu didn't dare to tell Shen Jiayi about the crash of Shen Jiaming's parents, for fear that he would not be able to bear it for a while.

After Tang Jingshu made the phone call, he passed by the children's ward and brought a small gift for Xiao Min to play with. When he entered the ward, the nurse was tidying up the bed by the window.

Tang Jingshuhu questioned: "Xiao Min, have you been discharged from the hospital?"

The nurse turned around when she heard the voice, and said calmly, "I went to the operating table yesterday and didn't come down."

As soon as the voice came, he swiftly threw the quilt cover and pillowcase into the trash can and went out, but Tang Jingshu froze in place.

The news struck down from the top of his head like a thunderbolt from the blue, and there was no warning for a while.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I didn’t update yesterday and have been practicing guitar. In fact, I updated more than 2000 numbers, and later I thought it looked good. I didn’t know how to close it. When I opened it, I found that it was not saved. I felt like crying in the toilet. In the woo woo.At that time, I was too fascinated by watching it myself. To be precise, I wrote it into emotional points, and I was distracted to write it, woo woo.I felt like I was about to cry in the toilet.If you like it, please bookmark it, it’s not easy to write big characters, woo woo.

Actually, I also want to update this evening. I have to practice guitar tonight, so I'm sorry.I hope you can collect it cutely and give it a reward.Tomorrow, I must try my best to code a better plot. (Actually, I don’t have an outline for this article, I just think about the plot while writing.)