People who drag manuscripts have no human rights

She seems to have returned to the time when she was taking college exams. Not only did she have to deal with various exam papers every day, she also had to look up information day and night, sitting in her own small room, writing non-stop, without a break.

For a while, she was criticized that her writing style was too single, so she began to try to change her writing route and wrote a love novel, but she had never experienced love, racked her brains, and could not write a satisfactory novel no matter what. story.

The room was so dark, the wind was rustling outside the window, and the hanging curtains looked like an indifferent observer, looking at her exhausted coldly, as if waiting for the moment when she fell down.

Writing is too difficult for her now, Rikaroi Kuma looked at Sakura who was watching her beside her, and begged, "あやね, I really can't write!"

But Sakura just looked at her, ignored her begging, but took out a lot of invitation drafts and put them on the table in front of her, telling her in a wordless gesture that what she wrote was far from enough. not enough.

When the picture changed, she was standing on the street, and walking in front of her were her two best friends, Uchida and Hope, "あやさん, ノジョさん......."

She chased after the friend in front, but it was obviously only very close. Looking at the distance within reach, she exhausted all her strength and ran until she was physically and mentally exhausted, but she couldn't catch up.

She was so tired, her knees were propped up, and her feet were so sore that she couldn't take a step. She wanted to give up, but at this moment, Uchida and Hope stopped. They turned their heads and moved their lips, as if asking her Why don't you come here.

She smiled, and wanted to run forward to join them, at this moment, her hand was grabbed, she turned her head, it was Sakura.

Sakura shook her head anxiously, she was saying something, but she couldn't hear clearly, she just felt that the wrist grabbed by Sakura was so painful.

She wanted to get rid of it, but she couldn't get rid of it no matter what. Sakura's hand was holding her tightly like this, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what she tried.

The pain was like a black hole, and she was drawn into it, she had nowhere to escape, she could only struggle and turn around in the pain, like a helpless insect placed in a furnace, her eyes couldn't see anything, there was a glimmer of light Nothing at all, Li Yixiong was terrified, his voice changed in fright, and he could only keep shouting to Sakura who was still holding her hand, "あやね, あやね..." Then she was thrown to the bottomless The abyss, sinking with a cry, is neither seen nor heard anymore.

"Rie!!"

Who is calling me? She opened her eyes with difficulty, and then saw Sakura.

"りえ!! Can you see me?" Sakura held Rika Kuma's hand and asked eagerly.

It's あやね, have we escaped from that dark place?Or was she rescued when she fell into the abyss?

Such strenuous thinking is so tiring, her body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but want to raise her hand, Sakura quickly pressed her hand, "りえ, can you hear me?"

Of course she could hear it, she still remembered that Sakura grabbed her hand, and it hurt so much that she didn't let go.

"You must not move, take a good rest."

Take a good rest, yes, she is so tired, she should take a good rest, but she still has manuscripts to write, when she was in the room, no matter how much she begged, Sakura would not be moved and took out stacks of papers. A stack of invitation drafts to her.

"Rie, do you know who we are?" A hand stroked her cheek and asked.

Dad, mom, and sister, of course I know why such a strange question is asked.

She turned her gaze, looked at Sakura, and blinked.

Sakura touched her forehead, "Do you want to talk?"

After the tube was inserted, she couldn't speak, and she gestured in Sakura's palm with difficulty.

Sakura quickly realized, "Are you talking about the manuscript? It's okay, you just had a nightmare, just sleep and you'll be fine."

She was relieved, took a long breath, closed her eyes, and wanted to have a good sleep, but there were still people watching her closely.

"The fourth heart sound has a galloping rhythm, but the intubation can be removed... Family members, please go aside first... Keep the original dose of antibiotics unchanged... What's the blood pressure?" A cold voice rang in her ear.

"Murakawa-san, I am your attending doctor, Yamada."

Doctor, what happened to her? "Um?"

"Do you know where you are? Don't talk, if you know, just blink."

Since he is a doctor, then he must be in the hospital, Rika Kuma blinked.

"Now we help you remove the tube, it may be a little uncomfortable, but I will try to be as fast as possible."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Uchida and Hope behind her family and blinked, still feeling sorry for not keeping up with them.

Uchida and Hope looked at her with red eyes, then nodded with a smile.

After reassuring, Li Yixiong closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. She slept so peacefully, as if she hadn't rested in the previous week. However, life and death are indeed a long and lengthy journey.

Sakura stared silently at Rika Kuma's tired face for a moment, then slowly walked out of the ward.

"I think, I'm going back to sleep for a while." She sat down slumped, her long sigh sounded like the wind.

Uchida's nerves, which had been strained for seven days, finally relaxed. She followed Hope out of the hospital in a daze. When she saw Sansen at the hospital gate, she ran a few steps and threw herself into her arms.

"りえしょん woke up!" She was buried in Sanmori's arms, obviously it was such a happy thing, but she still cried when she spoke.

Sansen hugged her tightly. These days, no one in their group can get through it easily. "Um!"

There is no sense of reality, and I am afraid it is like a dream. After waking up, everything will return to normal Uchida, hoping that Sanmori can help her confirm the news. "Great, finally woke up!"

Rubbing Uchida's neck, Sanmori nodded and replied with a smile, "Yeah! It's great to be able to wake up!"

"Go home!" Uchida said as he separated from his embrace and held Sanmori's hand.

The two held hands tightly, and it was indeed time to go home. They were physically and mentally exhausted from this battle, and now they both needed to recuperate.

Uchiyama took out a tissue from the paper box placed in front of the car and handed it to the crying woman next to him. Uchiyama had a headache, "りえしょん has woken up, why are you crying harder than when she didn't wake up!"

He took the tissue and wiped away the tears that he couldn't stop, and hoped to reply angrily, "What do you know? I'm crying with joy."

Staring at the road ahead, Uchiyama was noncommittal, but she was indeed afraid of the tears of hope. This woman has cried a lot in the past seven days, "Okay, stop crying!"

"Before you dated me, you knew that I love to cry, what do you want now?" Throwing the tissue into the trash, Hope stared at Uchiyama and asked.

Our position fell, and Uchiyama had no choice but to raise the white flag, "Okay, okay, it's my fault!"

"However, if you cry like this, I will feel bad."

The so-called non-speaking of love at ordinary times, but once in a while, it makes people sweet to the heart. It is probably a person like Uchiyama. Hope looks out of the window, and the corners of his mouth are already curled up, but he still says stiffly, "Huh! Sweet talk!"