Love the good night from now on

I don't know if Cynthia's wine is too strong, or I haven't eaten properly for a few days.

I'm actually a little drunk.

Dimly, he seemed to see Yi Nan standing by the window wearing a light gray hoodie.

If it is said that missing has a shape.

It's nothing more than passing passers-by like you.

The wind that comes by chance is like you.

The beans from the coffee machine smell like you.

Clouds are like you.

The night sky is like you.

Empty streets are like you everywhere.

But the passerby is not you, the wind is not you, the smell of beans is not like you, the clouds are not you, the night sky is not you, there is no you everywhere.

I wept silently on Cynthia's shoulder.

She told me: "If Mr. Yi's condition is very serious this time, he would rather choose to face it alone."

"I'd rather." I murmured and opened my mouth, suddenly the drunkenness of Lingtai disappeared.

I stood up and asked, "Cynthia, you have searched all the hospitals that Yi Nan visited, but they didn't accept his medical records, did you?"

Cynthia nodded: "Did you drink too much?"

I shook my head: "Then you check it again and try the name Ning Yuan!"

"Ning Yuan!"

I stayed at Cynthia's house that night and forced her to make international calls overnight.

Finally, my sixth sense was right.

Later in the morning of the next day, a news came from a private hospital in Sydney, which had a two-hour time difference with us.

I jumped up in surprise.

"He's back!"

Cynthia also felt excited, and immediately said: "I will arrange the flight, and I will accompany you!"

I held her hand: "Thank you."

On the business charter flight, we finally took a brief hibernation.

For nine hours, the dream was full of sad scenes.

I dreamed that I was holding Yi Nan, he was cold.

In the next second, it turned into a cloud and disappeared.

I dreamed that I was standing in front of his grave and weeping.

I dreamed that I jumped from a tall building, just to end it.

When I woke up, the skyline was orange-red.

I heard the flight attendant coming over to remind me to enter the country immediately, and I knew that those were just dreams.

I went to wash up, after all, when I saw him, I couldn't be so vulnerable.

Although this private hospital is located in Sydney, it is a British hospital, and the privacy of patients is extremely confidential.

It was I who recited the ID number of Ning Yuan when he was studying in Australia, and I was able to find out the ward where he was.

Cynthia admired me in a low voice: "Do you still remember the past so many years?"

I murmured: "I remember everything about him, and I will never forget it."

We followed behind the white nurse aunt, passed through the heavy door locks, and walked all the way to the end of the white corridor.

In the three-story building next to an independent garden, I met the head nurse who was in charge of nursing in Ningyuan's ward.

I briefly explained my identity to her.

"he's wife."
"we have a child also."
Seeing my gloomy face, the British woman seemed to have guessed a bit, and said: "The patient's condition is very bad, try not to make him emotional."

A combination of British accent and Australian accent.

I tried my best to argue and nodded vigorously.

When I arrived at the door of the ward, Cynthia grabbed me suddenly. I looked back at her, only to see the panic covered under her rare cold face.

She said, "You go in first, call me if you need anything."

I know it's harder for her to see Yi Nan sick than it is for me.

So he nodded and pushed the door open by himself.

I swear.

All the things I have experienced before have become insignificant behind this door.

Because Yi Nan protected me so well, I never even expected that I would see Yi Nan who was covered in tubes, with slack-eyed eyes and an unsteady air.

In just a few days, he lost a lot of weight.

The skin that used to be radiant and white also became dark and dull.

When the eyes are closed, the eyelashes tremble involuntarily.

He didn't open his eyes when he heard the movement, but said impatiently in English: "I don't want to eat!"

It seems that he didn't eat well either.

I walked over slowly, swallowing all the tears in my stomach.

I picked up the remaining banana on the table and peeled off the skin bit by bit: "Why don't you eat it?"

The voice of Chinese is gentle, like the smoke flying out of a humidifier.

Yi Nan opened his eyes suddenly and saw me.

The look in his eyes changed from surprise to frustration, and then to compromise.

Then he turned his back, trying not to let me see his yellowish face.

He said a statement: "You found me."

"Yeah." I sat down calmly, "It's not hard to find."

I handed him the banana, and he glanced sideways and shook his head.

I said, "How serious is this time that you are desperately off-key?"

I pretended to be relaxed and smiled: "Is it like releasing pigeons at a wedding? Revenge that I married someone else before?"

I suppressed the sourness in my nose: "Yi Nan, you are really stingy."