time never speaks

"Jingle bell~"

The bell for the end of get out of class rang, the teacher closed the lesson plan, said "end of get out of class", picked up the homework piled up on the podium, and walked out of the classroom.

The classroom, which was originally so quiet that only the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper, could be heard, became active again because of the teacher's departure.

Some people put down their pens, took out the unfinished milk and bread from the table pocket, and started to gobble it up.Some people didn't dare to stop writing, and while quickly recording the notes on the blackboard, they asked the students on duty to erase slowly.

Probably because he had been sitting for too long, he also put down his pen, held his neck and turned it around for a while, listening to the crackling sound of bones.

"Oh..." The classmate sitting in front of him wailed, "Why are there so many notes!"

Hearing the other party's words, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the paper he had copied to the brim, and there were too many notes. Fortunately, his hand was fast enough, so he copied wherever the teacher said, and when the bell rang his notes The notes are also copied.

At this time, the classmate in front turned around and asked, "Chen Yin, have you finished copying?"

"I'll copy..." Before he finished speaking, the notebook in front of him was suddenly snatched away by the person behind him: "Lend me to copy it!"

The two looked over in unison, and the classmate in front subconsciously said, "Hey, I was the one who looked for Chen Yin first! You jumped in line halfway!"

"The culprit" shrugged: "But I'm faster than you, why don't you go find someone else? Maybe they've finished copying too."

The classmate seemed to be choked up by his words, and after a while he said, "But what if someone didn't finish copying it?"

"Then wait until I finish copying."

"you……"

He sat between the two of them, listening to the back and forth arguing, he just felt that the stiff neck didn't make his head buzz, but these two people who were about to quarrel made his head buzz badly.

"that……"

In the end, he couldn't help but speak.

"Why didn't I copy first, I am faster than you."

"If you move faster than me, why is the book in my hand?"

"that……"

"Ying He, you are too much..."

"All right!"

He stood up suddenly, stretched his arms to stop two people who might be arguing from the end of get out of class to the beginning of class.After all, it was the owner of the book who came forward to help, and the two parties died down immediately after he got up.Also blinking, looking at him, as if waiting for an answer from him.

The answer...he thought helplessly, the notebook is not a treasure map, so why grab it?He looked to the left, then to the right, and said, "If you two continue talking, you will be able to talk from the end of class to the beginning of class. The next class is Chinese, and you have to copy notes."

The student on the left thought about the Chinese teacher's thick set of lesson plans, and couldn't help but shivered: "Then, I won't borrow it anymore, can you lend me your notes for the next class? You know my hand speed ,too……"

He shook his head: "That's not necessary." Turning his gaze, he looked at the "culprit" on the right and said, "Lend him the notes first."

"The culprit" blinked: "Then what should I do?"

"...I'll make up your notes for you later. Now you go to the canteen with me. I only ate two small buns in the morning. I'm already hungry after class."

Probably feeling that hunger is more important than taking notes, the other party handed over the notebook neatly: "Alright then, let's go to the commissary first."

The student on the left took the notebook and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you, I will finish copying it soon."

He just smiled, left the desk and chair, and walked out of the classroom with Ying He.

Maybe because they heard that they were going to the canteen, some students who were working hard raised their heads: "Brother Chen! Brother Ying! I'm hungry too, can you buy me some bread!"

"Hey, there's me! I want grilled sausages, the ones cost four yuan each!"

"We're here to fill our stomachs, not to run errands." The person being called rolled his eyes: "If you're hungry, go to the grocery store to buy!"

"Don't be like this, everyone is a good classmate."

He looked at the group of people who had started to be lively again, shook his head helplessly, and left the classroom first.

Their classroom is just beside the stairs, and they can be seen when they go out.He walked down, and at the corner of the stairs, there was a blackboard on which it was written: "After ten years of sharpening a sword, the sword will be unsheathed. Opportunities are always reserved for those who work hard."

At the bottom right of the blackboard, there is also a time: 97.

There are still 97 days... He stopped in front of the blackboard, staring blankly at the number.

There were people coming and going behind him, and the sound of footsteps was endless, but he happened to be among the footsteps, and heard the most familiar one approaching, and then stopped behind.

"What do you think?"

"Thinking about the college entrance examination." He turned his head and looked at the other person: "97 days, just over three months. Three months, it's gone in the blink of an eye."

The other party came forward and looked at the blackboard: "What, are you scared?"

"What am I afraid of? If I fail the exam, I will get a fat beating, and then prepare to repeat." He shrugged like the other party, and didn't care much.

Hearing that two words were to be repeated, the other party looked over: "You are quite free and easy, but I don't think you will repeat it."

He didn't stop here anymore, turned around, and walked downstairs.As he walked, he asked, "Why do you think I can't repeat? It's normal to stumble."

Without looking back, he could feel that the other party was following him, and he could even hear the smile in the other party's words: "You are from a scholarly family and have been nurtured since childhood. Besides, uncle and aunt Although I have never forced you to do anything, but growing up in an environment like yours, it is easy to form extremely high self-demand. So, even if everyone stumbles, you will not, because you will do it for one thing Be well prepared."

He didn't look back, just said: "The insight is so keen, then tell me, which school I am going to take?"

"so……"

The people behind him hesitated.

Hearing this hesitation, he couldn't help but smile "puchi": "It would be strange if you knew, I only figured it out recently."

"Where do you want to take the exam?"

"Me, I want to enter the police academy." When he said this, he walked out of the teaching building.At this time the sun is high in the sky, but the sun is not too hot.He raised his head, facing the thriving pine tree in the flower bed in front of the upper teaching building, as if muttering: "My father often said...'To establish a heart for the world, to establish a life for the people, to continue learning for the sages, for Peace for all generations.’ Actually, I think there is not only the way of teaching and educating people, but also the way of becoming a policeman to protect everyone. It’s just that this way is more difficult, so people will subconsciously choose more The easy one. Me...I want to try, I want to try this difficult road, can I go through it. "

His murmurs entered the wind and also entered the ears of the people behind him.The footsteps themselves came to him later, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

The other party did not veto his idea, but instead asked, "Have you really thought about it?"

"Try it, it won't matter." He smiled: "Speaking of which, I haven't asked you yet, which school do you want to go to?"

"I..." The other party imitated his appearance, looking at the pine tree in the flower bed: "Originally... I want to study medicine. After all, I get full marks in biology every time. I can memorize human anatomy back and forth in my second year of high school." people."

"What about now?"

"Now... Hey, someone wants to take the lead and challenge more difficult things. How can I fall behind? I've decided, I want to go to the police academy!"

"..."

He was a little surprised when he heard such a sentence suddenly: "You...are you joking?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" The other party turned his head and looked at him with a smile: "I'm such a smart person, it's not easy to get into the police academy. Besides, I heard that the training in the police academy is the same as being a soldier. You are so weak What if I can't hold on during training? I'm going, I can set an example for you!"

"Who is weak? I ran 500 meters faster than you last time!" He argued unconvinced.

"Running is fast, but after running with that pale face, the physical education teacher thought you were going to faint from heatstroke."

"Ying He, you—"

"What about me? Don't admit defeat?"

"..."

He looked at the smiling face of the other party, and the words were stuck in his throat, unable to get up or down.In the end, he could only sigh: "Forget it, as long as you are happy."

"Of course I'm happy."

After the words fell, and they were silent for a while, he heard himself speak softly: "Ying He, you... really don't regret it?"

"What do you regret?" The other party smiled: "Chen Yin, do you know something?"

"what's up?"

"I have always been a person without pursuit, but when I meet you, I have the motivation to move forward."

He turned his head abruptly, looking at the pair of tenderly watching eyes.In the pupil of the other party, he clearly saw his own existence.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

He seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to say.

After that sentence, the darkness visible to the naked eye gradually permeated the surrounding environment, and countless running figures turned into streamers of light and scattered in all directions.Is it a dream?Is it phantom?No one knew about it, and he never cared about it. He just used his eyes to watch the figure that gradually turned into a youth from a boy.

Even though his face changed, the other party still stared at him and stopped talking.

The darkness is getting deeper and deeper, and the memories belonging to the boy are fragmented.And the other party finally moved: the lips and teeth opened and closed, and the other party mouthed a word.

A sudden huge pulling force made him lean back, and he fell quickly as if he was weightless.

In the dark world, he finally remembered what he wanted to say.

He wants to say...

Ahe...

Ahe...don't go...

But in the next second, his consciousness fell into deep darkness.

Half a month later, at Chucheng Second People's Hospital, a department of the inpatient department.

Li Yiru stood behind the door, carefully changing into a white coat.Then facing the mirror on the wall, he straightened his collar.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the image, she took off the stethoscope hanging behind the door and hung it around her neck.Then he went to the desk and brought the medical records from the inpatient department during this period, and then opened the door of the office.

There were several nurses waiting for her at the door, and she knew the lead one, whose surname was Zhao and whose name was Zhao Linger.

It's embarrassing to say, but in a famous domestic stand-alone game, the first heroine is called Zhao Linger, and Zhao Linger's daughter happens to be called Li Yiru.

Li Yiru sometimes wonders whether her father and Zhao Linger's father are fanatics of this game, otherwise why would she be given this name?They never thought about how embarrassing it would be if they met Li Yiru/Zhao Linger in the future?

But no matter how embarrassing, that is something outside of work.As doctors and nurses, they have to focus more on patients, not to mention that they stay in the inpatient department.

So, when seeing Zhao Ling'er, Li Yiru nodded lightly: "Let's go."

She walked out of the office, and several nurses followed behind her.

Li Yiru checked the room numbers one by one.Compared with the past, there are not many patients who are hospitalized now, so it takes a little less effort than in the past.

When they saw Li Yiru, the spirits of the patients in the hospital improved a lot. Some asked when they would be discharged from the hospital, and some asked if they could change their medicines.

Li Yiru answered their questions patiently without being impatient.

Following her rounds, the nurses behind her also stayed behind one by one.Some helped to change the medicine, and some went to get things for injections.

In the past 40 minutes or so, there was only one room left for Li Yiru to check.

A very special ward.

This ward is located at the end of the corridor, although there are no VIPs and ordinary people in the inpatient department.But because this ward is a single room, compared to the triple rooms in other wards, it can be regarded as an invisible VIP room.

What's more... There are two plainclothes policemen at the door of this ward.

Why are there police guarding the door?

At first Li Yiru thought that the patient in the ward was a transnational criminal, because she still remembered the situation when this patient was brought in—he was wearing a short sleeve, but the short sleeve was mostly soaked red with blood.At first glance, he thought he had killed someone, but when the doctors pulled off the short sleeves, they found out that he had been stabbed.

If he is a criminal, there will be an anxious middle-aged couple with him.

Can criminals still see their parents?

When a leader from the Public Security Bureau came to meet Li Yiru and asked her to take good care of the patient, Li Yiru suddenly realized.

This patient is probably an injured policeman, right?