The snow-white curtains and walls are like a black and white splash-ink landscape painting, which seems to be condensed into one with all the surrounding scenery.

Yi Ming was sitting and lying on the bed blankly, his mind was like a mess, and it was constantly involved, some of which were more like memories.

People from previous lives, the past is gone, and the thoughts of memories only leave people with sadness.

Since being rescued yesterday and waking up in the hospital, Yi Ming has been sitting in silence in addition to sleeping. There seem to be many people here, both familiar and unknown, but Yi Ming has no interest in talking to them.

Life is so short, as soon as you open and close your eyes..., hehe..., the day has passed! As soon as you close your eyes as you can, hehe..., this life has passed-----ho!

Didn't I almost stop opening my eyes as soon as I closed them? Life is really short, so short that I almost passed by like this for the rest of my life before I could see the world clearly.

His soul should have disappeared a long time ago, but he can easily understand the miracle. What he has now in this life can be regarded as free, should he just wait for death and live in vain?

No..., this is not the life I want. What I want is to be prosperous, to be proud of the world, to be happy with my grudges, and not to leave any grudges overnight.

Time is like a curtain, slowly unveiled bit by bit. The storm of thick ink and ink is not something that can be painted by those who are willing to be mediocre.

So what should I do? How should I do it so that I can live up to this life and the talents and learning I have now?

To be a copycat who is admired by everyone and earn some extra money to live a leisurely life?

Or do you want to be a master of songwriters and lyrics that everyone is astonished about, living among entertainment stars all day long, hypocritically wearing a mask to live your life?

Yi Ming was a little confused, and now he couldn't sort out his chaotic thoughts, let alone how to plan his life in the future.

But Yi Ming now understands a simple and easy-to-understand truth, that is, 'people who are good will be bullied, and people who are good will be bullied'. If people don't do evil, there will be evil people who do it. Just because you don't bully others, it doesn't mean that no one will. I won't bully you.

No matter which world it is in, the survival of the fittest in nature is always the same, and the law of the jungle of the weak and the strong is everywhere. Just like the weak animals that eat grass can never resist in front of predators, because some of the results are already doomed.

As the saying goes, 'Eat a little, gain a wisdom', everyone grows up slowly in the process of suffering and reflection. Hundreds of kinds of rice feed all kinds of people. No one is born with the same personality, so they will naturally strive to live a better life for themselves. It is a never-ending cruel struggle to get well or live well.

Since you don't want to be the weak one in life, then you should be strong so that no one dares to look down on you from now on.

After experiencing this, Yi Ming's mood slowly began to change, and he suddenly began to have a reason to fight for what he needed.

After sighing softly, Yi Ming stretched out slowly and looked at the people sitting in the room.

Dong Quanan, Dake, and Qiu Yin were sitting together and talking in deliberately lowered voices.

On the other side, Yun Congren happened to be flipping through his mobile phone in his spare time. Looking at his squinting eyes and snickering happily, he was probably in a really good mood at the moment.

"Hey... Junior brother, you're awake. Are you hungry? Do you want me to get you some cakes to fill your stomach?"

While Yun Congren was flipping through the pages on his mobile phone, he glanced at Yi Ming from time to time. When he saw that Yi Ming was looking at them instead of being blank, he smiled and asked aloud.

After this mention, Yi Ming really felt a little hungry, so he nodded and said, "Thank you, senior brother, I am indeed a little hungry."

You are so rude. Yun Congren stood up immediately, came from the bedside, picked up a bag of pastries on the table and handed it to Yi Ming, saying: "Junior brother, I am really envious of you. This bag of pastries is made by the master

I went to Songxiangzhai to buy it early in the morning, and asked me to bring it over to my junior brother for you to try. You try it... and see if it tastes good."

Yi Ming took it, tilted his head slightly and squinted his eyes, then smiled and said: "Senior brother, can you please call the master? I just said that I have something I want to talk to him about. I should have come and said it in person.

, but you also know that my body is indeed very weak now..."

"It's okay...it's okay. There's no need to be polite between you and me, brothers. I'll call you right now." Although Yun Congren felt a little disgusted, he still waved his hands and said it was okay.

Seeing Yun Congren holding the phone and walking away, Dong Quan'an and others immediately came over and gathered around the bed, looking at Yi Ming with concern in their eyes.

Yi Ming grinned and said, "Sister Qiu Yin, don't you like singing? Now I have a good idea, and I will talk about it later."

Qiu Yin shook her head and said: "My matter is not urgent, but you should have a good rest these days."

Yi Ming smiled and said: "I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy and weak, and I can't lift my spirits. There's nothing else."

"What? What's the use of your own opinion? You have to let a doctor check it before you know." Although Qiu Yin also wanted to know what the good idea Yi Ming said was, she also knew that there was no rush, so she acted a little unconcerned.

That’s all.

"Brother Quan, you guys talk to Yi Ming first, and I'll call the doctor." After Dake said that, he walked outside.

After Yun Congren ended the call, he turned to Yi Ming and said: "Junior brother, the master will be here later. Brother Wei, go down first and wait for the master, and come back later."

Watching Yun Congren go out, Yi Ming looked a little confused. He looked at Dong Quan'an and asked, "Why is he here? It doesn't seem like he just came here, right?"

Dong Quanan shook his head and said: "I don't know, we have just arrived. But it is indeed a bit strange. Why did he come here, and when he left, he was overly enthusiastic. This is not like his character."

Yi Ming stuffed a piece of pastry into his mouth and said vaguely: "Ignore him and you guys should try it too. This pastry tastes really good."

Dong Quanan waved his hand and said, "You can eat it. I also have to call the old man. I almost forgot about it."

At that moment, Dong Quan'an took out his mobile phone and walked to the sofa next to the wall, and began to dial the number.
Chapter completed!