She held his hand: "But you have to promise me that you must wait for me. You can only enter the operating room when I bring the ring with you. I must watch you in with my own eyes and see that you are fine. Promise me, I will go and find the ring for you."

Ye Shaoqian's face was pale, as if he was enduring something, but he still insisted on smiling, looked at her for a long time, and finally said, "Okay."

Xia Xiaobei held his hand tightly, but still refused to leave. Ye Shaoqian had no intention of urging her, and kept smiling at her, his eyelids gradually heavier, and he almost fell asleep.

Xia Xiaobei thought, just watch him sleep quietly, at least not let him see his departure back. The hospitalized person was very taboo to see someone leave. She kept holding his hand until his eyelids finally closed, and then stood up gently, wanting to tuck the quilt for him.

As soon as her hand was pulled away, he opened his eyes and said with a smile: "If I really love someone, I will make her happy. I would rather be sad and die. I would rather remember her for the rest of my life. When I think of her, I would feel itchy when I see her, and I would feel sad when I see her, and I would love her for the rest of my life without realizing it."

His voice was very weak and a little difficult, but the whole sentence was very coherent, as if he had slapped the script several times in his heart. He closed his eyes again, as if he could finally fall asleep with peace of mind, with the lingering aftertaste of a smile remaining on the corner of his lips. After a long time, when Xiaobei was about to turn around and leave, he heard him say, "Xiaobei, I love you."

She stopped and looked at his sleeping face. She knew that he was not asleep, and knew that he could not see at all. She still nodded softly: "I love you too."

The ward was quiet for a while, then the sound of the door opening and closing. Her steps gradually faded away, and after a long time, she returned to a dead silence.

Ye Shaoqian finally slowly opened his eyes, looked at the white door, and smiled at the corner of his mouth. He could imagine how reluctant she was to leave, and maybe she burst into tears again. When he first met her, she was actually a very strong girl, alone, always working overtime, and even holding on to the matter of being pregnant with a child, and ran abroad alone to give birth to the child. But recently, she has always shed tears frequently. He knows why, he always has bad things, which makes her worry, makes her afraid, becomes weak and worried.

He kept his eyes closed, just because he was afraid of seeing her tears again. When she cried, he would have no way to do anything to her. Just like before, she always angered him and he couldn't hate her. He was afraid that at this last moment, he would feel soft-hearted. If this was really the last bet, he would not let her see how he lost, and even if he left, he would not be able to leave with peace of mind. If she was asked to watch himself leave with her own eyes, he would never be able to forgive himself.

Ye Shaoqian slowly stretched out a hand from the covered quilt, and the one he held was the ring they were engaged in. The rare pink diamonds produced in South Africa were carefully polished in Antwerp, the "diamond capital of the world", and then handed them to an Italian jewelry master invented. He always thought he could give her the best, but it turned out that the only thing he could not give was eternal.

From the window in the ward, you can see the warm and clear sky in spring. The blue color of the tiles is shining and distant. At this moment, Xiaobei should have gone to Shanghai to help him find this ring.

He pinched the ring with his index finger and thumb, and slowly put on the ring finger of his left hand. At that moment, the sound of salutes and band sounded in his ears. He would always remember that day, she smiled happily in the splendor of the sea of ​​flowers.

Xiaobei, when you say that you must not marry in this life, it is my greatest satisfaction. Because I love you, I hope you can be happy, so I cannot imprison your life. Maybe my second brother has advised you a long time ago that if I have something, the Lei family will be your biggest shackle. In that case, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life, and I will feel that I am really sorry for you, leaving you alone and being alone in this world.

Xiaobei, I love you, so I will let you find your own happiness and joy. I would rather remember you for the rest of my life. If I am gone, I hope you will forget me. I don’t want you to be sad and die, nor do you want you to remember me for the rest of your life. I will feel itchy when I think of me, and I don’t want you to love me for the rest of your life.

I love you, it's just my business, it's OK.

Maybe it was because I looked out the window for too long, and my eyes were sore and hard to bear. A crystal clear slid down the corner of my eyes and fell quickly and disappeared. Someone outside the ward knocked on the door lightly, and the white-haired craniosurgery expert asked him in English: "Sir, the operation is ready, can you start?"

Ye Shaoqian withdrew his gaze, clenched the hand with a ring, and nodded gently: "Okay, please give me."

Several nurses came up and helped him change into the sterile clothes for the surgery. He had been lying quietly, his head was clear, really, from childhood to adulthood, never more sober than now. The light around him became brighter and darker, darker and brighter, and the sound of wheels sliding on the ground in his ears. He had been lying quietly, looking at the ceiling with his eyes open. Someone pushed him into the operating room. As the door panel closed, a sharp surgical light lit up on his head.

Some people say that at the moment of life and death, the human brain will quickly move, remembering many past events. But he only felt that his brain had stopped working and thought of nothing. The only thing that stayed inside was the picture he had imagined in his mind. She half turned around, her eyes still had tears in her eyes, and she still smiled and said, "I love you too."

He kept his eyes closed at that time, but he knew that it must be like this. He deeply loved those who hoped to be happy, and it must be like this.

A nurse came to give him anesthesia. He closed his eyes, recalling her last smile, and fell into permanent darkness.

Assistant Huang's work efficiency is indeed very high. As soon as Xia Xiaobei walked out of the hospital, Assistant Huang had already driven the car, handed her a plane ticket and her passport document, and said, "It takes off in an hour, and it's just right to rush to the airport now."

Xia Xiaobei nodded and quickly got into the car. She was anxious at this time and wanted to fly to Shanghai immediately and fly back immediately. He was alone in the hospital, and I didn’t know if the nurse could take good care of him. He looked so good and spoke so well in English. Those young nurses must be distracted, so how could they be careful and considerate? Although he said the operation would not be done three days later, he would have to undergo treatment these days. No one would accompany him, and I don’t know if he would feel pain and endure it again...

As long as Xia Xiaobei thought about it this way, he would be so sad that he would cry. It seemed that after leaving like this, he would never see him again.

The second the car started, she suddenly called Assistant Huang: "Wait."

Assistant Huang seemed a little nervous and asked her: "Miss Xia, what's wrong?"

Xia Xiaobei couldn't speak. She was actually just uneasy and always wanted to look at him again, but it was difficult for Assistant Huang to say it, so she said, "It's nothing, I just thought about it, what else is missing."

Assistant Huang finally breathed a sigh of relief. The young master told him that he must indeed send Miss Xia back to Shanghai. Although he could not understand the young master's intention, the first time the young master told him so earnestly, he could only do it.

The car drove away slowly. Xia Xiaobei raised his head for the last time and looked at the grand hospital through the clear window. In fact, in her impression, all hospitals were the same, with a white and condensing appearance, the smell of disinfectant water that never changed, and the air was filled with a sad atmosphere. She had been afraid of needles since she was a child, and more afraid of the indelible breath of death in the hospital.

Assistant Huang kept sending her to the waiting hall and helped her get the boarding pass. She just went back and forth for a short distance and didn't bring any luggage, so she didn't have to check in. Assistant Huang kept waiting with her until the radio urged her to board the plane, and watched her get into the security check-in, and the plane took off before leaving.

He returned to the car and called Ye Shaoqian, but it was not the person he answered. A strange voice told him in English: "Mr. Ye has entered the operating room."

He hung up the phone and was still a little stunned. Such a situation made people sad for no reason.

The flight journey of more than ten hours was accompanied by Ye Shaoqian when she came before. She didn't feel it was long. Now she just felt like life was like years. On the way, she stood up several times and asked the flight attendant how long it would take to arrive in Shanghai. Until later, whenever the flight attendant passed by, she would automatically remind her: "There is a flight path on the display screen, you can pay attention to the expected landing time above."

She sat down in embarrassment. She could not use her cell phone on the plane, and she couldn't even call to say hello to Shaoqian. At midnight, the flight attendant distributed blankets to everyone, but she couldn't sleep. Tossing and turning, it caused protests from other passengers around her.

She fell tiredly on her seat, feeling that she was lying down like this without doing anything, as if she was more tired than working one day. No one could understand her current mood, worries, anxiety, and unexplained anxiety, as if she was frying in a oil pan, and it was tormented repeatedly.

Finally, she landed, as if after centuries she had fallen out of haggard.

As soon as she got off the plane, she took a car, and after talking about the address casually, she lay tiredly on the car window. She actually didn't sleep well all night because of the jet lag, and her eyes were full of fine red blood. At this time, she was so tired that she almost fell down, but she still didn't want to sleep. She took out her phone and turned on it. It took a very complicated process to dial the number in the United States. She pressed it twice in the middle, and it took a lot of effort to finally dial it. The car had already driven on the airport highway, a familiar city, with familiar yellow skin and dark eyes. She passed by in a moment. She felt like she was sleepwalking, and she was always in a daze. There was a monotonous ringtone in her ears, and the traffic was rolling by her side, but he never answered.

She became more and more uneasy. Seeing the speed of the car gradually slowing down, there were vehicles queuing up in front of her, she couldn't help but urge: "Master, please hurry up."

The driver was quite dissatisfied: "Little girl, I got up this morning and got stuck like this. I can't help you urge me."

She apologized and stopped talking. The driver was still nagging and complaining to her. She calmed down and re-dialed Shaoqian's number. After passing, no one answered.

A heart gradually sinks, sinks to the bottomless abyss.

Finally, the driver said, "Miss, we are here."

She woke up like a dream, and was busy looking at the meter to pay, got out of the car with a handful of change, and left the taxi. She returned to this community, where she lived for more than four years, but every step was particularly heavy, as if she was close to the hometown. She gradually felt something was wrong, but she couldn't say it. Large areas of old-fashioned public housing were lined up one by one, entering the door, turning left, to the end, and then right, and the first door hole on the right. There was still a wax oil on the ground that had not been cleaned. She remembered that he had put thousands of candles here that night, and later someone cleaned it up. This community has always been like this. The door hole was covered with colorful advertisements, and her mailbox was always stuffed with small promotional notes, and sometimes it was posted outside the mailbox.

She quickly went upstairs. The elevator showed that she was running. She kept pressing as if she hadn't seen it. Later, she suddenly realized that she had to continue to move up. She didn't have the patience to wait, so she turned into the freight elevator in the stairwell.

She went upstairs step by step, the corridor was narrow and dark, and her footsteps were slightly heavier in broad daylight, and the voice control lights would also be on. Stopped on the fourth floor, she pushed open the door of the stairwell and saw the door facing the elevator, her home.

She lowered her head and went to the bag to touch the keys. When she rented it here, the landlord gave her two keys, one she carried with her and the other locked in the dressing box. Later, Ye Shaoqian often came, so she gave him the key.

She remembered that when Shaoqian came up for the first time, she thought she was small and yelled to change her house. However, she still lived here for so many years, and even Shaoqian got used to it. He also said that after the operation, he would come back and live here. He wore an apron, frying steaks and cooking crabs for her in the narrow kitchen. It looked really funny, but it looked very good.

Thinking that her eyes were a little wet, she hurriedly took out the key to open the door. The door lock opened and the room was clear. There were still a few bags of unfinished potato chips and almonds on the coffee table. They were bought by Ye Shaoqian, so she bought too much at once. Maybe she forgot to close the window when she left, and the wind blew gently, and the red scarf covered on the TV fell in front of her.

She lowered her head, and there were pairs of men's leather shoes that she was not familiar with on the ground.

Is there anyone in the house?

She was stunned for a moment, walked into two steps, and when she turned the entrance, she saw the man squatting on the ground. He seemed to be looking for something in the TV cabinet. He heard something, and looked back in shock and saw her surprised expression.

Since the beginning, Xia Xiaobei felt like sleepwalking. Now, seeing Lei Yunze’s face makes her feel even more like she is dreaming.

Lei Yunze also felt that he was dreaming. He pinched the palm of his hand a little disbelief. He felt the pain and woke up as if he was in a dream: "Xiaobei..."

Xia Xiaobei was also stunned and muttered: "Well, it's me. You... have you returned to Shanghai?"

He also replied in a low voice: "Yes."

She finally asked, "Why are you here?"

Lei Yunze glanced at her, took out a key from his pocket, and said, "I received Shaoqian's air express this morning. He gave me this key and asked me to come and find something for him. He said he was in the second compartment of the drawer on the left side of the TV cabinet in the living room."

The key... Xia Xiaobei couldn't help but hold the key hidden in the palm of his hand. Just like her, it was the key she gave to Shaoqian, her house. But Shaoqian sent it to Lei Yunze and asked him to come to find the same thing. The air express should have arrived in Shanghai at the same time as her, and he had already sent it out earlier. Since he had long wanted Lei Yunze to come to find the ring, why did she have to come here in person?

The uneasiness that had been lingering in her heart became even deeper and a string that had been tense in her heart. Because Lei Yunze's words suddenly tightened, she was so entangled that she couldn't breathe.

She walked in in two steps and asked him, "Then have you found it?"

Lei Yunze shook his head and said, "I just came up too. Do you think it's this cabinet?"

Xia Xiaobei suppressed the anxiety in her heart, walked over silently, squatted down and opened the second box of the left drawer. It was empty inside, with only a white envelope. It was not what she put in, the drawer was always empty, so the only explanation was that Shao Qian stuffed it in when she was not paying attention.

She opened the envelope and fell down. No ring fell out, only a thin red notebook. Xia Xiaobei and Lei Yunze looked at each other. He picked it up for her and handed it to her, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Xia Xiaobei also saw clearly that the front of the red book was printed with several neatly crafted golden characters: house ownership certificate. She opened it with her trembling fingers. The registration number, certificate certificate font size, and the household name at the bottom column was Ye Shaoqian's handwriting, with elegant and elegant small regular script, with the three words "Xia Xiaobei" written...

She didn't remember how long she stared at these three words that day, until a tear fell down unconsciously and hit the three words. The ink trace showed signs of being fainted. She was so scared that she hurriedly reached out to wipe it, but the more she wiping it, the more she smeared it, and the more she smeared, the more she smeared, and the words were obviously dry for a long time, but they were still soaked in roughness by her tears. She hurriedly closed the book and bit her lips desperately. When she stuffed the book back into the envelope with her trembling hands, she found words on the back of the envelope.

Xiaobei, I hope you are happy.

The familiar black handwriting was like Shao Qian was right in front of her at this moment, and his voice was soft and said to her: "Xiaobei, I hope you are happy."

The envelope in her hand fell down suddenly, hitting her knees and sliding down. At that moment, she knelt on the ground like a child, crying loudly.

No matter how Xia Xiaobei recalled that day, she felt as blurred as a dream. She felt like she was sleepwalking all day long, until she saw the line of words on the back of the envelope, as if someone was pulling her underneath in the darkness. She had no power to resist and was suddenly stopped by nightmare and could not wake up no matter how hard she struggled.

It was a nightmare, it must be a nightmare. After a long time, Xia Xiaobei would not want to wake up. She would rather everything be just a nightmare. Everything around her was in a trance, and her people were in a trance. Countless speculations and expectations, messy fragments were smashing towards her, and she tried her best to dodge. She would not believe any possibility that could make her wake up.

She kept holding Lei Yunze's sleeve and chattered many times. She didn't even remember what she said. Anyway, she just burst into tears while talking, and pulled his sleeves and collars to wrinkle and wet and didn't let go. In the end, Lei Yunze couldn't stand it anymore and finally agreed to her. But what did he promise her? She didn't remember it.

She didn't remember everything that day, as if a broken old TV suddenly lost the picture, turning into a slam of snowflakes, sizzling in her head. She only remembered that she was going crazy and wanted to go back to the United States. Then Lei Yunze was polished by her for a while and nodded with difficulty. He took out the phone and seemed to talk for a while. It was a little troublesome, and he kept frowning.

After hanging up the phone, Lei Yunze dragged Xia Xiaobei downstairs and stuffed it into the car. She sat in the back car, not knowing where he was going to drive her. She kept clenching the piece of sunken on the car door, and the smell of genuine leather was embedded in her nails. The window was wide open, and tears were blown by the wind, coldly condensed on her face, causing pain and pain, and she didn't feel anything. She was alive, but she was already dead. When she saw Lei Yunze in the house, when she found the envelope, after understanding that Shao Qian was doing so much...

The car was actually driving very fast, and Lei Yunze's side lines were also tight, as if he had just breathed a breath and didn't know where to use it. After driving the car onto the suburbs, he was even more scrupulous. He could only hear the whistle and whistle in his ears.

When he drove his car into the military district in the suburbs, it was almost dusk. The sky was very dark and the temperature in the suburbs was colder than in the city. Xia Xiaobei got out of the car. I don’t know if the car was driving too fast or it was frozen, so he kept trembling. Lei Yunze took off his coat and put it on her shoulders. She didn’t speak, and followed him quietly.

The air apron of the Air Force Department was in a wilderness, and you could hear the huge roar of the helicopter from a distance. The huge airflow caused by the rotation of the propeller lifted up the gravel on the turf, and the strong wind with the smell of grass came to your face. Xia Xiaobei instinctively frowned, covering his mouth to cover his strong disgust.

A man in uniform and military uniform walked in the dark, looking in his early forties and said to Lei Yunze: "If the leader knows this, I have to peel my skin."

Lei Yunze glanced at Xia Xiaobei beside him and said lightly: "I will be responsible for all the consequences."

The man also looked at Xia Xiaobei, patted Lei Yunze's shoulder with his palm, and sent them onto the plane.

This was the first time Xia Xiaobei took a helicopter in his life. The pilot said a lot from the side, and she couldn't hear the things she told them to pay attention. She heard a huge rumbling sound in her ears. When she got on the plane, she even tripped and fell into Lei Yunze's arms clumsyly. He looked down at her, but didn't say anything, but just reached out, grabbed her tightly, dragged her up and sat down.

The helicopter slowly rose, and then stabilized, with such a loud sound in her ears. She didn't know how she survived the time in the flight. Every minute and every second seemed to be tormented in a oil pan. Her heart was tightly held, and her mind was still blank. She tried her best to comfort herself: No, no, even if Shaoqian made such an arrangement, it was for her sake, and the operation might not be a problem. After all, there is a 40% chance... 40%... She shook even harder, 40%... less than half, but her Shaoqian was so good, how could God treat him so poorly?

Lei Yunze sat quietly beside her, never saying anything, and his face was not good-looking. A smart person like him probably could have guessed something from Xia Xiaobei's reaction and that letter.

At this moment, he finally turned his face, as if comforting her, as if comforting himself: "Let's rest, your eyes are full of blood. Shaoqian will not be in trouble, he will not be in trouble."

Yes, how could he have something wrong? Xia Xiaobei closed his eyes silently. This must be a dream. Two days ago, they were sitting together happily for dinner. He was as childish as a child, and he even snatched her from Xia Nan. He promised her: I will definitely not lose... Yes, he promised her...

I fainted from the sun outside the window at dusk. I don’t know how long it took, time here was just a vague concept. Finally, they landed on a private tarmac in New York.

After getting off the plane, they drove all the way to the hospital. Xia Xiaobei was still dialing Shaoqian's phone in the car. Her hand holding the phone kept shaking, and she could hardly hold it. The moment the phone was connected, the phone almost fell out of her hand.

She asked in an excited and trembling voice: "…Shaoqian?"
To be continued...