Don't think I'm just a sheep

Liang Yusheng originally thought that this day would be the most memorable day for the two of them, because he had planned everything and finished all the work in the near future. He planned to formally confess his love to Zhuo Yijing tonight, and then took people on vacation abroad. If it goes well, maybe he can stop by Country M to meet his parents.

But who would have thought that the accident would come far faster than the surprise, and this day would eventually become the darkest day in his life. In the next few decades, he would not even dare to recall what happened on this day.

Having made an appointment to have dinner with Zhuo Yijing, Liang Yusheng left the studio after four o'clock, went to the reserved restaurant to confirm the evening arrangement, and then drove to JL to pick up people.

There was some congestion on the road, and the firefighting vehicles came from behind with harsh alarm bells. He gave way to the side lane and watched the two big red cars move forward with difficulty in the traffic flow.

The eyelids suddenly jumped up, and there was a fire somewhere in the distance, and thick smoke could be seen rising.

But these did not affect Liang Yusheng's good mood at all. At this time, he had not connected all this with Zhuo Yijing at all.

Until—the JL Building is in sight.

Liang Yusheng watched in disbelief at the smoke and flames constantly emerging from the top of the building, and his palms were cold when he took his mobile phone to call Zhuo Yijing.

The phone was picked up quickly, but it was not Zhuo Yijing's voice, he felt as if all the blood in his body was frozen at this moment, only one heart, like a pendulum that lost its rhythm, swung rapidly, "Who are you, Where is Zhuo Yijing?"

"Liang...Director Liang?" Because Zhuo Yijing's phone noted his name, the person in charge of JL said tremblingly.

"I'm Liang Yusheng." Liang Yusheng slammed the door and got out of the car, walking into the crowd, "Who are you?"

"Hello Director Liang, I... I am Wang Kangzhan, the vice president of JL Group, and I am temporarily in charge of all the domestic affairs of JL Group. Zhuo Yijing... something happened here, and the phone is temporarily at my place. If you want to find him Something to do, see you later..."

There was no time to talk nonsense with him, Liang Yusheng interrupted him, and said almost in an orderly tone: "I'm here at the JL east gate cordon, you can find someone to pick me up and talk to you."

In the end, Liang Yusheng was picked up by Wang Kangzhan himself.

"Where is Zhuo Yijing?"

Wang Kangzhan couldn't figure out the relationship between Liang Yusheng and Zhuo Yijing, but just looking at the worried expression on the other side, he knew that the two must be very familiar. Liang Yusheng was well-known in the industry for his temper and grudges. Tell him the truth about what happened before.

"Director Liang, look at this..."

"You said...he went in again?" Liang Yusheng heard a buzzing in his ears, and even his breathing stopped for a few seconds. After a few seconds, he turned around resolutely and was about to rush into the building.

"Hey, Director Liang." Wang Kangzhan was almost scared to death, and quickly stopped people. Before he could stop Zhuo Yijing, his guts were full of regrets. How could Liang Yusheng go in like this.

But Liang Yusheng was diligent in exercising, and his strength was much stronger than Wang Kangzhan's. Wang Kangzhan couldn't stop him at all, so he had to call several staff members to join him.

Liang Yusheng couldn't control his emotions at all at this time, and the veins on his neck popped out, "Let go, get out."

"Director Liang, please calm down first. The firefighters have already gone in to save people. If you go in now, won't you add to the chaos?"

"Why didn't you stop Ah Jing when she went in, huh?"

"Isn't the situation different..." Wang Kangzhan rubbed his nose and said with a guilty conscience: "The fire officers and soldiers hadn't arrived yet, and he went in to rescue Liu Xiyue. I just heard from the walkie-talkie of their rescuers that Zhuo Yijing had died. Take Liu Xiyue to the safe passage, the firefighters have picked them up and rescued them immediately, Director Liang, please calm down."

"How do you calm down? Are all the people in JL dead? What are the security guards doing? You didn't evacuate the personnel in place, so why did you let Ah Jing bear the consequences? Let me tell you, don't make any statements for me, don't care what Ah Jing said at the time What, you have nothing to do with this matter."

Liang Yusheng grabbed Wang Kangzhan's shoulder. Wang Kangzhan felt that his bones were about to be crushed, but he didn't dare to say anything.

At this moment, someone in the distance suddenly shouted: "Come down, come down."

Just as Wang Kangzhan was about to speak, Liang Yusheng had already got rid of those staff members and ran over quickly.

Due to some conditions, the fire ladder could not reach the [-]th floor. The fire officers and soldiers first lifted the two to the [-]th floor, and then escaped through the ladder, which was delayed for some time.

Zhuo Yijing and Liu Xiyue were supported by two fire officers and soldiers respectively, and they walked down the ladder. Liang Yusheng bypassed Liu Xiyue and stepped in front of Zhuo Yijing in a few steps. He couldn't believe what he saw.

Zhuo Yijing's face was covered with stains, his exposed arms were covered with scrapes, and the most serious thing was his burned back. The scorched clothing had already stuck to his flesh and blood, and he couldn't see a single inch of intact skin. At the same time, his eyes were closed tightly, and his whole body was framed left and right like a lifeless rag doll.

"A Jing..." Liang Yusheng tried several times before he could make a sound. When he spoke, his voice was completely hoarse. For the first time in his life, he experienced such fear. He wanted to touch Zhuo Yijing and wipe off the soot on his face. , but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

Perhaps sensing Liang Yusheng's emotions, Zhuo Yijing's slender eyelashes trembled a few times before opening his eyes again with difficulty, "Yusheng...you...why are you crying..."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head to look for something, and then turned his gaze back when he saw Liu Xiyue who was not far away. He seemed a little puzzled, and said softly, "Xiyue, he's fine...don't cry, he's over there."

It was also at this time that Liang Yusheng realized that his face was covered with tears, but at the same time, Zhuo Yijing's words were like a dagger, piercing his heart, did it hurt?No, the pain is completely indescribable to what he feels at the moment, every nerve and every cell in his brain is clamoring for regret, wishing to scrape off a few pieces of his own flesh.

If he didn't understand why Zhuo Yijing risked his life to save Liu Xiyue just now, from this sentence, he almost guessed the answer.

"Is this a family member? Let me go." The doctor carried the stretcher and quickly placed the two injured. He said to Liang Yusheng who was still at a loss: "Family follow the car and help the injured. Keep him lying on his right side."

Only then did Liang Yusheng regain his senses and suppress his emotions, he supported Zhuo Yijing as carefully as possible, followed the stretcher into the ambulance, and did not look at Liu Xiyue again during this period.

Zhuo Yijing did it to save Liu Xiyue's injuries. Except for a few small scratches, Liu Xiyue had no other external injuries. It was a lie to say that Liang Yusheng didn't have any resentment in his heart, but he knew in his heart that he should hate Liu Xiyue more. It's him...

The doctor on board gave Zhuo Yijing emergency treatment to prevent further infection of the wound, and administered analgesic drugs, then turned his head and said: "My family member, please don't be so quiet, communicate with the patient as much as possible, it is best to let the patient He remained conscious, and it would be very dangerous to go into shock at this time."

The eyes of the little nurse feeding Zhuo Yijing with salt water were also red. The attending doctor was old and didn't recognize Zhuo Yijing, but how could she not recognize him? After the doctor spoke, she choked up and said, "Prince, You must be fine, otherwise what do you want us to do?"

Among the people in this car, Zhuo Yijing was probably the calmest one. He drank half a glass of salt water through a straw and felt his throat feel a little better. He said in a slightly joking tone: "I am now... Ugly, won't you see the light and die?"

"No, I know. It has spread on the Internet. Our prince is a hero."

At that time, there were too many people in JL, so it was not surprising that someone posted the incident on the Internet. Zhuo Yijing didn't say anything, and turned to look at Liang Yusheng who hadn't said a word since getting in the car.

To be honest, he has known Liang Yusheng for hundreds of years, and he has never seen him in such a state of embarrassment. He is both sad and helpless. He is even more lifeless than the wounded person, pale as if he will die in the next second. fall down.

Sensing his sight, Liang Yu came alive, carefully pulled his uninjured left hand, leaned over and said in pain: "Ah Jing, why are you so stupid? Why are you going to save people, why don't you take care of your own safety first. "

Zhuo Yijing just smiled at Liang Yusheng without answering, his smile was still beautiful and bright, the corners of his eyes were bent into the crescent shape that Liang Yusheng was familiar with, and he could even clearly see the two dimples at the corners of his mouth...

The traffic police department has already been notified to cooperate with the clearing of the road, and the time to return to the hospital has been shortened by twice as much as when it came. The ambulance quickly stopped at the entrance of the hospital. The second-degree burns were mainly concentrated on the back of the neck, the patient needed immediate surgery, and the anesthesiologist was notified to prepare for general anesthesia."

"Xiao Zhang, take this family member to go through the formalities and prepare to sign before the operation."

As soon as the words fell, no one expected that Zhuo Yijing, who was being pushed into the hospital on the hospital bed, would suddenly speak, and said resolutely, "I don't want surgery."

"Ah Jing... what did you say?" Liang Yusheng, who had already planned to go through the formalities, immediately turned around and rushed back to the bed.

"I said I don't need surgery, I don't need treatment." Zhuo Yijing pushed away the doctor who was about to treat him, and leaned into Liang Yusheng's ear and said, "Didn't you ask me why I saved Liu Xiyue? Because ...Seeing the one you love leave me, this kind of farewell is really too painful, I don't want...you will also experience such heart-piercing pain."

At this moment, Liang Yusheng finally understood where the faint sense of disobedience came from when he saw Zhuo Yijing. Zhuo Yijing was too indifferent, able to comfort him with his consciousness, and laugh at himself with his fans, Being able to answer his questions in an orderly and clear manner is not due to a good mentality of not being surprised...

Rather—Zhuo Yijing didn't have the slightest desire to survive.

The doctors on the side couldn't hear what he said, and frowned and looked at the two of them without understanding, "Patient, please cooperate with the treatment. I know that your profession pays more attention to appearance, but your injury is on the back. The area does not exceed 30%, and it is very likely that it can be cured through surgery. The medical technology for scars is also very complete, and there are various methods to solve it, so there is no need to worry.”

Liang Yusheng ignored the unnecessary persuasion of the doctor, stood up from the ground, and looked down at the man on the hospital bed. He thought he knew him very well, but he didn't realize until this moment that he didn't know anything.

Regardless of Zhuo Yijing's resistance on the bed, Liang Yusheng and the doctor pushed the bed into the elevator.

The elevator door closed, and he stroked Zhuo Yijing's forehead with infinite gentleness, "Why do you think that I will feel sorry for Liu Xiyue? I love you! It took me three months, three full months to plan This confession, just a few more hours, everything will be different, how can you be so cruel..."

In the small elevator, Liang Yusheng's face was full of tears, but he was calm like never before today. He half-kneeled beside the hospital bed, saying every word loudly, "Listen, Zhuo Yijing, today, you die, I die , You live, I live, what you say is done."