the knife of love

Chapter 255 Woke up, who is she?

It was almost evening, and Yaba stood at the door of the ward and looked at his mobile phone. In a few minutes, it would be six o'clock, and the corridor began to be lively. Many family members of patients went out with hot water bottles or lunch boxes.

But the door of Shen Chunguang's room was closed all the time, and Guan Lue had been sitting inside for nearly five hours.

Yala couldn't see what was going on inside, but felt that Guan Lue's appearance this afternoon was too abnormal. Yala stood outside the door and struggled for a while, but decided to go in and take a look, so he knocked on the door, but there was no sound inside, and knocked again. Knock again, knocking several times in a row before hearing a voice from inside: "Come in!"

The voice was extremely hoarse.

Yaba pushed the door open and entered, the room was dead silent, Shen Chunguang hadn't woken up yet, Guan Lue was sitting in front of her window, palms together on her forehead, elbows on her knees, her slender upper body bent slightly because of this sitting posture , the sunlight coming in from the window behind him just spread on his arched back...

What a weak posture, he almost kept sitting in this posture all afternoon, Yala had never seen Guan Lue like this.

"Brother Nine..."

Yaba walked over and looked at the person on the bed. His face was pale, his forehead was full of sweat, and his face was covered with an oxygen mask. But in the afternoon, Yaba also went to ask the little nurse in charge of Shen Chunguang's ward. The nurse said she should Nothing, the coma is only temporary.

But Guan Lue stayed with her all afternoon.

"Ninth brother..." Yala yelled again, thinking that Guan Lue's behavior was due to Shen Chunguang's coma, so he tried to persuade her, "Miss Shen is in good fortune, so there shouldn't be any serious problems."

The man on the chair didn't respond at all.

"The nurse also said that Ms. Shen's report is basically normal. Maybe it's just that she choked on the water so much that she didn't wake up. You've been here all afternoon, why don't you go back first?"

"If it's really impossible, I'll stay here and watch. I'll call you as soon as Miss Shen wakes up?"

"Ninth brother..." Yala became even more anxious when he didn't get a response after a long time, feeling that the scene in front of him was very similar to three years ago, "Why don't you go out to eat something first? You haven't eaten lunch yet, and your body There are still injuries... If Ms. Shen..."

"go out!"

Yaba Luoliba was finally interrupted by Guan Lue, who only uttered these two words.

Yala is still not reconciled: "Ninth brother!"

The man in the chair gasped.

"Go out, let me stay here alone for a while." After finishing speaking, Guan slightly separated the clasped palms a little bit, along the bridge of the nose to the forehead, and finally covered the whole face under the two palms.

His fragile and decadent appearance really made Yala feel uneasy, and many scenes from three years ago came back to Yala.

He was also like this when he first heard the news of Tang Jingcheng's death. He didn't speak, he didn't move around, and he didn't even have any expression on his face. He just stayed in one place alone and didn't go anywhere.

At that time, the whole world was full of suffocation and oppression, so that every time Yala recalled the scene three years ago, she would unconsciously feel that the surrounding air became thinner and the sky became cloudy.

Yaba didn't dare to stay in the ward any longer, closed the door and went back to the corridor.

At about eight o'clock, Lao Mai came and saw Yaba sitting on the bench at the door of the ward: "What? Are you still inside?"

Yala sighed: "I never came out."

"There must be a reason, can that woman be saved?"

Yaba glared at him immediately: "No, it's fine, I just haven't woken up yet, but the doctor said it's fine."

"It's okay, why is he sitting there stupidly?"

"..." Yaba didn't speak anymore, because he couldn't answer either.

Lao Mai knew that he couldn't get a result even if he asked him, so he opened the door and peeked into the room through a crack. Guan Lue was still sitting on that chair, leaving only Lao Mai's back.

But one back is enough.

Lao Mai gently closed the door, smiled and shook his head: "Okay, Yala, you don't need to stand around here, go and buy two meals for your ninth brother, and then go back to rest by yourself. "

"..."

"I think he won't get better after a while. What's the use of spending time with him here?"

Yaba didn't seem to understand much, and scratched his forehead: "What's wrong with Brother Jiu?"

"Lovesickness, the lovesickness that your sister Tang planted for him, he will have an attack every once in a while!" Lao Mai's words were so thorough that Yala didn't know what to reply.

"Then I won't wait?"

"Wait! It's been three years, and he still hasn't woken up!" Lao Mai looked down on Tang Jingcheng at that time, and now Shen Chunguang looks down on Shen Chunguang even more. Tang had a similar face, while Guan Lue completely sank into her shadow.

"Forget it, let's go back, I'm leaving too, it's a waste of time!" Old Mai turned and left.

"..." Yaba also understood his temperament, so he didn't ask any more questions.

……

Shen Chunguang seemed to have had a very long dream. First, there was fire all over the sky. She was surrounded by the fire, and the strong smell of gasoline and gunpowder permeated her around. She screamed and screamed, but she still couldn't escape being burned The fate of devouring, the surrounding flames rushed over, but it was not the expected burning sensation. The next second, the body began to sink extremely fast, thumping, unable to swim, gulping water, suffocating, and the body temperature became cold little by little...

It was really an alternation of water and fire, Shen Chunguang shouted two words with the last bit of strength.

"Guanlue..."

The person on the chair seemed to hear the girl on the bed reacting, and immediately leaned over.

"Guan Lue..." Shen Chunguang yelled again, his voice was as low as a mosquito, but this time Guan Lue heard it, she was calling his name, she was calling his name.

Guan Lue immediately held Shen Chunguang's hand: "I'm here."

He is, he has always been.

Sensing the warmth from the palm of her hand, Shen Chunguang slowly opened her eyelids. The light from the fluorescent lamp above her head pierced her eyes first, and she couldn't help but close her eyes again.

Guan slightly heard her breathing clearly, one by one, waiting with the frequency of her eyelashes shaking.

Can he wait?

Or does he have the courage to try again?Whether it is lost or possessed again, how much strength does he have left?

After Shen Chunguang got used to the bright light, he slowly opened his eyes, his sight gradually recovered, and the place where his eyes touched was Guan Lue's face.

She seemed to have a premonition that she would see this man at first sight, so she couldn't help but smile.

Guan Lue also laughed, but he couldn't help closing his eyes, because of the strong fear in his heart, he didn't dare, felt uneasy, or could not bear it, he felt that he was powerless to resist "losing" again.

Who is she?
Shen Chunguang?Tang Jingcheng?Or nobody?
Guan slightly frowned in pain, but his five fingers pinched her hand even tighter.

Shen Chunguang gradually realized that the man's expression was not right, what's going on?It felt like he was about to lose his grip.

She is not dead yet!
(End of this chapter)