Qin Mingzhu ran back again. His umbrella was carried on his shoulder askew. He stood on the side of the road and shouted, "I wish you happiness."

The rain and fog are hazy, and I can't see clearly.

As time goes by, which young man is as warm as ever.

Mo Bing smiled, "thank you." Looking at the boy in the distance, he said, "I also wish you happiness."

He turned around and ran away. His back was straight. His gray sweater and white sneakers were gradually disappearing in the rain.

I wish you happiness.

After that, farewell and make peace.

In the future, the memory will be placed with the old man without regret.

The next day, it cleared up, and the sun set on the window, melting the thin ice, covered with a layer of water on it, vaguely, unable to see the branches under the ice outside the window.

In the ward, the monitor and ventilator ring regularly. The sleeping people on the bed, their eyelashes quiver slightly and slowly open their eyes.

He opened his mouth and wore an oxygen mask. He didn't make a sound. When he raised his hand, he found that the palm was held. The warmth came from his fingertips and slowly turned his head to look over.

Mo Bing lies on the bed, sleeps uneasily, and frowns tightly.

He took off his oxygen mask and called to her, "Mo, ice."

Two words, very light, but immediately surprised her dream, looked up, saw him open eyes, she was stunned.

"Mo, ice."

He cried out her name laboriously, and the hand with the needle still held her hand, and pulled to his side. His face was pale, but a pair of black pupils seemed to be splashed with the thickest ink color. White and black were clear.

Mo Bing woke up in a big dream and stood up abruptly: "don't talk, I'll call the doctor."

As soon as she turned around, he grabbed her hand and said, "don't go."

Mo Bing was a little flustered. She hurriedly pressed the emergency bell at the head of the bed, turned around and called out to the nurse. The other hand was firmly held by him all the time.

She did not dare to move, afraid of pulling his wound, and bent her back stiffly: "how are you? Is there anything uncomfortable? " Two more fingers, "what's this? Can you see clearly? "

She's not sure if he's fully recovered. He's injured in the brain. There will be many emergencies.

Lin Anzhi is very weak, there is no blood on his lips, his eyes are a little scattered, and his mouth is open and closed.

Mo Bing can't hear clearly. He bends down to get closer.

His voice is very small, dreamlike: "when we don't go to the seaside next summer vacation, your eyes will be inflamed with sand, and I have to write summer homework for you."

She didn't understand. She was a little anxious. "What do you say?"

Lin Anzhi raised his hand and touched her eyelids with his fingers: "do you still have pain in your eyes? I bought anti-inflammatory drugs and I'm still on my bike. "

Mo Bing raised his head like a chicken.

Tired, he closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Later, the doctor came over and gave him a detailed examination. He woke up in the middle of the day and asked Mo Bing to wipe the medicine. He said that her eyes were inflamed and swollen.

Where is inflammation, her eyes are swollen.

Mo Bing went to see director Zhao outside his head, and then did not return to the ward, pacing in the corridor.

After Jiang Jiusheng knew about it, he came from Shijin's office and saw Mo Bing hovering at the door: "why not go in?"

Mo Bing was in a trance. He was in a state of uncertainty and said, "I don't know what to do with him."

Lin Anzhi's memory stayed in the summer vacation when he was 14 years old. In the next 15 years, it was blank.

"At that time, he just came to my home, very lonely, no sense of security, and no love to talk. I deliberately chose the summer vacation to take him to the seaside, just played a day, and my eyes went into the sand, inflamed and swollen so much that I couldn't see the sea, so I took him back."

Mo Bing is leaning against the wall, talking about the past with Jiang Jiusheng. The memory is a bit far away, like an old black-and-white movie, which is coherent and clear frame by frame.

"At that time, my skin, unwilling to do summer homework, lied to him that his eyes were not good and he could not read clearly. My parents were not at home. He rode a bicycle to buy medicine for me at night and was hit by a car on the road."

Jiang Jiusheng understood that Lin Anzhi's memory was stuck in the car accident.

"At that time, he broke his leg, and I still depended on him. I had to ask him to write my summer homework for me. After that time, he began to be very clingy to me, and he was still very lonely. He just talked to me and nagged every day that I needed to wipe my eyes." Mo Bing smiled and was disappointed. "I thought I forgot it, and all of a sudden I remembered it."

Old things, hide tightly, think forget, suddenly found that are carved into the bone.

"What did the doctor say?"

Mo Bingtan, in the heart five flavors miscellaneous disorderly very: "the bullet wiped the brain, causes the memory to be missing."

Jiang Jiusheng is silent for a moment: "can you recover?"

"I don't know." Mo Bing pointed to his own head. "Human brain is as complex as human heart."

In the ward, Lin Anzhi fell asleep again. He was weak. He spent most of the day sleeping, and his waking time was very short.Mo Bing went home and back to the hospital. The nurse came to tell her that the patient had been looking for her.

As soon as she entered the ward, Lin Anzhi immediately sat up, with a pair of deep eyes staring at her, fixed to look at her, eyes with careful flattery.

When I first came to her house, it was like this. At the same time, I relied on her in contradiction.

Mo Bing goes to the hospital bed.

"Are you angry with me?" He kept his eyes on her.

Lin Anzhi, a 14-year-old, always looks lonely and desolate. Only when he is with her, he will be a little more angry and fresh, and have no sense of security. Therefore, he always looks at her on thin ice.

Mo Bing sat down: "why am I angry?"

He thought for a moment, "because I didn't write your summer homework." Soon, he said, "come to the hospital and I'll write for you."

is as like as two peas in that year. He knew she was having eye pain. She spent several nights in the hospital, writing her summer job.

Mo Bing thinks it's funny, but he can't laugh at it. His heart is sour. "Now I don't need to write it."

Lin Anzhi misinterpreted her words, her eyes fell suddenly, and her voice fell a lot: "do you want to send me away?" Without waiting for Mo Bing to speak, the desire in his eyes grew stronger and stronger, with uncertain pleasantry and prudence. He said, "I'll make money for you when I'm in hospital. Can you not send me back?"

During the first half of his stay in Mo's family, he had no sense of security. He was afraid of being sent back to the orphanage, so he was always trembling.

Mo Bing came close to him and pointed to his face: "do you look at my face, like fourteen years old?"

He looked at her in a daze, clutching the quilt tightly.

"Lin Anzhi, we are all grown up."

Finish saying this sentence, Mo Bing is ready to have a showdown with him, but as soon as the words come to his mouth, Lin Anzhi grabs her hand: "don't send me away, I will listen to you and aunt Ning."

She was completely speechless and didn't know how to deal with it. Lin Anzhi, 14, could disarm and surrender with only one pair of eyes.

In the afternoon, Shijin had an operation. After that, it was already dark.

Jiang Jiusheng was waiting for him in the office. He just narrowed in the reclining chair for a while. He was so lazy that he didn't want to move. He slept a little hot. He lifted the blanket and said, "Lin Anzhi lost his memory."

When Jin didn't say anything, help her cover the blanket back.

She was still a bit sleepy, and for a long time she added casually, "he only remembers Mo Bing, who is 14 years old."

"All right."

He is not interested in other people's affairs. He leans over to kiss her.

Jiang Jiusheng took out his hand and put it around his neck. His thoughts ran a little far away: "Shijin, if it was me who forgot you, what would you do?"

Pregnant, like to think more.

When Jin twisted her eyebrows, she didn't like this assumption: "no if."

She insisted on listening to the answer and asked again, "what do you do?"

He snapped a shallow mark on her chin discontentedly: "want to hear the truth?"

"Well." She's a little curious.

"I won't be patient. I will tie you to me. If you don't," he said, pausing.

How can he bear the loneliness of a big dream after he has tasted the joy of getting what he wants? He is willing, and the beast in his body is not willing. If the treasure in his mouth is lost, he will go mad.

Jiang Jiusheng then asked, "if I don't want to?"

When Jin reached into the blanket and gently poked her in the stomach, there was no joking element. He said: "the father threatens you with our children because they are expensive."

Jiang Jiusheng doesn't doubt the truth of his words at all. He doesn't go on. It's not a pleasant topic.

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