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Jiang Jingchi's little finger moved very slightly, and Li Li wasn't sure whether he saw it or seemed to see it.

But in just a split second, Jiang Jingchi, who had been suppressed by him for a long time, woke up with a swell of hope in less than a few seconds after he saw that thin finger move slightly. , rapidly swelled up like a mushroom cloud, rising up, filling Li Li's heart to the brim.

He was anxious to find a doctor to confirm whether Jiang Jingchi had woken up, or would wake up soon, but he was also worried that Jiang Jingchi would not be able to see him immediately when he woke up. At this moment of dilemma, a weak voice sounded behind him.

"Li... Li..."

That was Jiang Jingchi's voice.

Li Li stood there in a daze, tears quickly filled his eyes, time suddenly became so fast and so slow.

Is this a dream?

Is it because he suppressed himself day after day, and finally fell into a demon at a certain moment of ignorance, so that he actually gave birth to such wild thoughts and delusions?

Or is this reality?Is it the reality where his body exists, or is it another time and space in which he exists as a superfluous parallel?

"Li... Li..."

The voice called his name again, very softly, as if afraid of startling him, very low, hoarseness caused by long-term non-use.

This sound seemed to awaken Li Li's courage, he turned around abruptly, obviously surprised by the speed of his movements.

But it was so slow and so slow, everything became so slow and so slow.

The movement of Li Li turning around, the curtains shaking due to the wind, the white hospital bed and bedding, and Jiang Jingchi's smile slowly entering the center of Li Li's line of sight from the faint glimpse from the corner of the eye, are also moist closed eyes.

Was it really not his delusion?

This was Li Li's last thought when he was sober.

He walked to Jiang Jingchi's hospital bed in a daze, knelt down on one knee, and gently touched the end of Jiang Jingchi's eyes, very lightly, as if stroking a fragile dream.

Jiang Jingchi held Li Li's hand little by little with great difficulty, and pressed that hand to his face.

"It's not a dream, Li Li, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Li Li shivered and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Jiang Jingchi grabbed it to keep him. Li Li froze all of a sudden, restraining his subconscious withdrawal, and obediently put his fingers back into Jiang Jingchi's palm.

It was warm, Jiang Jingchi who could respond to him, at this moment Li Li finally woke up like a dream.

Li Li had already waited for 210 for three days, and he thought he would have to wait for the second, third, and many, many more 210 three days before Jiang Jingchi could call his name again to make up for his previous cowardice.

I didn't expect it to be so fast, only three days in 210, only three days and nights in 210, Jiang Jingchi came back.

Li Li got what he wanted the most, it arrived so well and too soon, it surprised Li Li for a moment, how should he treat this treasure, is his hair disheveled, haggard, and inappropriate clothes, what will he do? Could it be that he has aged a lot, and Jiang Jingchi might not be used to him like this.

Li Li flinched, trying to do something, smiled, and reappeared in front of Jiang Jingchi glamorously, perfecting this reunion.

But Jiang Jingchi just tugged his hand lightly, without using much strength, the messy thoughts in his mind were eliminated in an instant, he put his hand into Jiang Jingchi's again, and shrank again. Back to the long-lost warm nest.

He wanted to say, Jiang Jingchi, stop talking, you see your voice is hoarse; he wanted to say, Jiang Jingchi, don't say sorry, I didn't know how to cherish it before; he wanted to say, Jiang Jingchi, you are not too late at all, I even I never thought that I could wait for you so early. I thought I would have to wait until I became a middle-aged uncle with thinning hair, or an old man with wrinkled face, before I could hear you choking and using old The voice shouted my name and Li Li.

Li Li wanted to say a lot, but after Jiang Jingchi's simple words ended, he lost his voice.

He leaned on Jiang Jingchi's neck, tears falling one after another. At first he didn't dare to press on Jiang Jingchi's body, but just spun around him, just like Charon twirled around Pluto, Li Li died. Biting his lip stubbornly, he stubbornly didn't want to let out a choking cry, and didn't want to show his embarrassment before Jiang Jingchi.

He did a good job, biting his lips so bloody that he didn't make a sound, until Jiang Jingchi felt the warm liquid permeate through the hospital gown and stained his skin, he sighed and patted the other person's back gently .

All the camouflage that Li Li had worked so hard to build collapsed in an instant, and he hugged Jiang Jingchi all at once, and pressed him tightly through a thin layer of bedding, his suppressed cries that suppressed many, many emotions were released little by little, like a snail tempting He stretched out his small tentacles, and crawled out of his safe house after confirming his safety.

Li Li was sobbing, choking, and out of breath. It should be the happiest moment, but he showed the most violent sadness in his life.

When the bullet pierced Jiang Jingchi's chest, he couldn't hold back Jiang Jingchi's blood no matter what Never before had he cried so violently that it broke Jiang Jingchi's heart.

When he shot the bullet that penetrated his body with his own hands, he thought he would never see Li Li again, he imagined reaching out his hand to cover Li Li's eyes, he wanted to say don't look, forget about me, you want To live well without me, he wanted to say that he was still a little unwilling to accompany you to the end.

But the heat in the body is lost too fast, they leave with the blood, Jiang Jingchi seems to have gone from the extreme heat of the bullet to the extreme cold, the piercing chill penetrated into his skin in a very short time, the flesh and blood, all the time It was so cold to the bone, the blood foam mixed with the blood in his body kept rushing up from his throat, he couldn't say a word, he couldn't make a sound, he could only watch Li Li fall to the ground and move towards him. Diandi crawled with difficulty, and finally his hand fell down feebly.

did i hold him

This was Jiang Jingchi's last thought created by the functioning of his body organs before he lost consciousness.

Then there was endless darkness, he kept falling, and finally his body became lighter and lighter, hanging in a vast void, unable to go up and down, his consciousness seemed to be far away in the darkness, and he lost the ability to perceive , The ability to think, I don’t know who I am, where I am, and how long it has passed.

Knowing that one day, he could suddenly hear voices, and he tried hard to grab all the information from the outside world. He seemed to be in a very quiet place, and there was always the same voice rambling about something he couldn't understand at all. Sometimes mixed with dripping laughter, he can understand laughter, but he feels that what he hears is not happy, and this laughter makes him uncomfortable for no reason.

He didn't want to hear that laughter at first, but he couldn't refuse it, so he could only passively accept the voice that came out day after day. Gradually, he seemed to be able to understand it. Something shares something else.

He wanted to laugh and tell that voice you shared with the wrong person, silly.

Later, he found that there was nothing wrong with that voice, and that he was an important thing lost by that voice, but he only felt that listening to his own story was like listening to a script, strange and irrelevant. Is that person very special to me?Unable to figure it out, he fell back into a deep sleep.

Until one day, I don’t know when it will start, he can gradually empathize with the stories in the storybook, he gradually becomes more anxious and sad, he wants to wake up, he wants to stop that painful laughter, he wants to be with that The voice said, cry, don't force yourself to laugh.

But he can't do anything, his loud roar can't change anything, but fortunately this situation didn't last long, a dazzling light appeared in his world, he didn't know what it was, he felt the unknown fear, But that light was the only thing that stood out in his empty world, the only thing that could possibly bring the voice to notice him.

He ran towards the light with all his strength, and finally he passed through the light. The moment he passed through the light, his heart returned to his body, he opened his eyes, and he saw a thin and familiar figure in front of the hospital bed. He softly called the figure's name, and he knew it was that voice.

Li Li's sobbing gradually subsided, and he tried his best to calmly tell Jiang Jingchi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, that he was going to find a doctor, but the other nodded for him to leave.

After a lot of trouble and extensive examinations, the doctor finally stamped that a miracle had happened. Aside from the fact that his body was a little weak from being bedridden for a long time, Jiang Jingchi was already healthy and could not be healthier. As long as he took a good rest for a period of time, he could return to normal life , You can even leave the hospital tomorrow and go home to recuperate. The familiar environment is more conducive to the recovery of the disease.

A large group of doctors and nurses came and left like a swarm. The ward was empty, and only Li Li and Jiang Jingchi were left.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Li Li and Jiang Jingchi, who was leaning on the bed, looked at each other, they both knew the meaning of the phrase "Long time no see".

"Kiss?"

Li Li is seldom so forthright and warm, more often he is the reserved Jasmine, childish and elegant, and now he is like a pale rose that is about to wither and rejuvenates.

The rose was asking for kisses from his master, and only from that one.

Jiang Jingchi didn't say anything, he gently pressed Li Li's lips, very soft and soft, but also tentatively deep, hooked and tactful, it was the delicious sweetness presented by his love with his hands bound.

Blooming only for one person,

The rose is strong in love.

[The author has something to say: the master will never disappoint Rose's warm love. 】