The rare winter sunshine spilled into the house, and Jiang Yue woke up. He stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling. He couldn't tell where he was for a while. It took a long time to think about what happened yesterday.

"Yo, wake up."

The doctor who was rounding the ward happened to visit Jiang Yue's side. Jiang Yue noticed that he was in the hospital when he saw the doctor, and there was still water hanging on the back of his hand.

He pursed his dry lips and asked, "What happened to me?"

The doctor is a female doctor who is old enough to be Jiang Yue's mother. She laughed at Jiang Yue's question, and then her face sank again, "Young man, you ask me what's wrong with you, you say what's wrong with you! Stomach bleeding, you dare to drink on an empty stomach How long has it been since you ate? Young is not like that."

Jiang Yue remembered that he did vomit blood at the end yesterday, and asked the doctor, "Is it serious?"

The doctor became serious. "Are you serious? If you come later, your life will be in danger. You have to be responsible for your own life. Think about your parents and your relatives."

Jiang Yue thought about his long-dead parents, and grinned, "I see."

The doctor felt that the young man didn't know at all, so he couldn't help but exhort, "I don't know, I have to remember. Don't drink in the future, and eat on time every day."

"I have something to eat."

The doctor seemed to have heard some nonsense. Seeing that Jiang Yue was not a few years older than her child, he couldn't help but talk, "When did you eat? How many times a day did you eat? When was the last time you ate? When was the last time? Your stomach is just hungry, don't fool the doctor."

After a series of questions, Jiang Yue was stunned. He followed the questions and realized that he really didn't eat on time. It wasn't because he didn't eat, but because he didn't feel hungry. didn't eat.

This is probably not a physiological reason. He couldn't tell the doctor, he just said: "Thank you doctor, I will eat on time in the future."

The doctor had an intuition that Jiang Yue was hiding something, and asked worriedly, "Is there something wrong? You have to tell the truth so that you can accurately judge your condition."

"No."

Jiang Yue resolutely denied it, and the doctor couldn't force him to say anything, so he went out after inspecting the room.

Jiang Yue lives in a single ward. At the end of yesterday, he was unconscious. He didn't know how to get to the hospital. Even if the driver brought him, he should not have been placed in a single ward.

"Little yue."

A man in his 50s suddenly walked in at the door. Jiang Yue was a little surprised when he saw it. He knew who arranged the ward. He turned his head to look over, "Uncle Lin, why are you here?"

Uncle Lin walked to the bedside, bowed his head respectfully and said, "The hospital has contacted Mr.

Jiang Yue has been awake in the hospital, and it is normal for the hospital to contact his family, but the hospital does not know that it is not his family.

He lowered his tone and replied perfunctorily, "I'm fine, is he okay?"

"It's still the same, you have time to go back and see him."

Jiang Yue chased after Uncle Lin finished speaking, "Okay, let's go."

Uncle Lin didn't move, he hesitated for a while or asked him, "Are you and Yan Jifeng still together?"

As if Jiang Yue didn't hear it, Uncle Lin advised: "I shouldn't have said this, but it's been so many years, you have to look forward, why don't you have to hold on to it stubbornly."

Uncle Lin's voice fell, and the ward fell silent, only the shadows of trees swaying in the wall from the window.

After a long time, Jiang Yue broke the silence again. He looked at Uncle Lin with deep eyes, "I won't hold on, what should I do!"

Suddenly, he raised the back of his needleless hand to block his eyes, and continued in a hoarse voice: "I won't hold on, what reason should I use to convince myself to stay here! Uncle Lin."

"Little Yue!"

"I'm fine, you go. Tell him I'm fine."

Uncle Lin sighed lightly and didn't persuade him any more, he just said: "The doctor said you need to be hospitalized, I hired a nurse, and you need to tell him. Also, it's better to have a comprehensive examination of your body, you don't want to do anything wrong. It's okay, take care of yourself."

Jiang Yue didn't move. By the time he took his hand off his eyes, Uncle Lin had already left, leaving a stack of checklists on the bedside table. He took it over and flipped through it. It was really comprehensive, even in psychiatry. He simply crumpled it all up and threw it into the trash.

He knew very well that he was sick, and if he could be cured, he wouldn't be what he is now.

Perhaps only one day when he loses his memory, can he truly recover.

Jiang Yue was required to be hospitalized, so he could only take a few days of sick leave with the bureau. Xing Chen came to the hospital to see him that day. In addition, the only people who would come in in the ward were the doctors and nurses, and the nurse hired by Uncle Lin. .

He sent a message to Yan Jifeng but didn't reply as usual, and Yan Jifeng didn't answer the phone call. He simply put the phone aside and never looked at it again, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Jiang Yue spent two days like this. Uncle Lin knew his preferences very well, so he hired a young and handsome male nurse.

It's just that he has no needs, and he can't get off the bed, and he can't eat for the time being, so the carer's role is to take him for a check-up and buy him a mobile phone charger and a change of clothes. He thinks There was no need to tell the nurse to leave, and he was the only one in the ward except for the occasional rounds of doctors and nurses.

In the evening, Jiang Yue was no longer in pain, and he was even able to get out of bed to move his hands and feet. He felt that he could be discharged from the hospital, so he went to tell the doctor, but was scolded back.

The nurse comforted him for a long time when he came to hang the nutrient solution for him. When the nurse just went out, the cell phone he had not looked at for a long time rang.

The exclusive Yan Jifeng's ringtone, he stared at the phone for a while, but recently picked it up.

"Come here tonight."

Yan Jifeng's voice as always bewitched Jiang Yue, but Yan Jifeng, as always, did not listen to his answer, and hung up after speaking.

Except that Jiang Yue fainted the night he entered the hospital, he has hardly slept for the past two days. He didn't hesitate, dialed the needle, and slipped into his clothes while he wasn't paying attention.

When the nurse came to Jiang Yue's ward, she only saw bloody needles. She hurriedly went to the head nurse. Jiang Yue's cell phone couldn't get through, and she called Jiang Yue's family.

The male voice on the other end of the phone sounded both gentle and dignified. The head nurse's heart trembled uncontrollably, and then he calmed down and said, "Is this Jiang Yue's family? I'm from the hospital, and his medicine It's not over yet, people don't know where they are, do you know where they are?"

"Let him go."

"What?" the head nurse thought she didn't understand. "His condition requires—"

"No one can cure his disease."

The person over there interrupted her and hung up. The head nurse was so angry that she threw the phone back.

She has met all kinds of family members of patients, but she has never encountered this kind of casually asking an individual to deposit a large sum of money in a patient's account, and then the patient sneaks away and tells them to leave it alone, the patient cannot be cured. The patient is just an ordinary stomach bleeding, not a terminal illness.

The nurse next to him asked, "What is the relationship between this person and the patient? Why is he like this?"

The head nurse looked at the patient relationship written on the list, father and son.

Jiang Yue had already arrived. Yan Jifeng lived in the villa area on the edge of the city. It took more than half an hour to drive. He took a car and was stopped by the security guard at the entrance of the villa area.

"Stop, register."

When the security guard saw Jiang Yue in the car, his eyes flashed. He knew Jiang Yue, not only because of Jiang Yue's face that both men and women couldn't turn their eyes away from, but also because Jiang Yue would always leave at night no matter when he came, even at 3 or 4 in the morning, he would never stay overnight. .

After such an ambiguous time, he could understand Jiang Yue's identity after a little thought. He glanced at Jiang Yue in the car with contempt, and handed over the registration book, but he couldn't find the pen.

The security guard was frantically rummaging around. Jiang Yue closed his eyes and said in an endorsement, "It's in the third box of the second file box on your right."

"What?" The security guard didn't understand at first, but Jiang Yue didn't explain anymore. He touched it suspiciously, not wanting to actually touch the pen he couldn't find, and stared at it in surprise and doubt, "How do you know?"

Jiang Yue just saw the security guard put it in when he came before. No one needs to register here except him, but he didn't answer.

What else did the security want to say, Jiang Yue had already signed and returned the registration book. He could only open the gate and let the car in, and then whispered to the distant headlights, "Why don't you drag a better looking duck!"

The taxi stopped outside the courtyard of a villa under the guidance of Jiang Yue. This house was bought by Yan Jifeng more than 2 years ago. At that time, Yan Jifeng had just become the Yan family's home, and Jiang Yue moved in that day. received an address, there was only one address, and as soon as the person arrived, Yan Jifeng pressed him to the bed, and he didn't come out for a whole day.

It was that time when he went home and had a fever, and Xing Chen found out about him and Yan Jifeng.

Jiang Yue got out of the car and went in directly. There was a yard full of green plants at the entrance, and there were special people who took care of it regularly, but Jiang Yue never paid attention to what was in the yard. He walked to the gate and entered the password to enter.

There were only street lamps on in the house, housekeepers were there to clean it during the day, and only Yan Jifeng was there at night. In the huge house, it was so quiet that breathing seemed to echo.

He closed the door and drove lightly to the second floor, straight to Yan Jifeng's bedroom.

Yan Jifeng's bedroom is also very simple, with an oversized bed, a single sofa for Yan Jifeng's tossing Jiang Yue, carpets all over the floor, and no other furniture, even the colors are only monotonous. Black and white gray.

The only thing that stands out is the floor-to-ceiling window on a half wall, facing the lake view outside, and the night wind blows over the lake with sparkling fluorescent lights. Yan Jifeng especially liked to press him on it, forcing him to say obscene love words.

Yan Jifeng just came out of the bathroom, wearing only a bath towel. The water on his hair slid down his stern face and landed on the collarbone, then rolled over the undulating muscles and disappeared into the bath towel.

Jiang Yue looked at Yan Jifeng and walked to the sofa, took off his clothes and folded them and put them beside the sofa, then said to Yan Jifeng, "Ah Yan, I'll take a shower first."

Jiang Yue walked to the bathroom and passed by Yan Jifeng, and Yan Jifeng grabbed his hand, then Yan Jifeng hugged him and sniffed, and frowned suddenly, "Where have you been, what smells on your body? "

Jiang Yue smelled it, probably the smell of medicine, pushed Yan Jifeng away and said, "I'll take a shower first."

But as soon as he entered the bathroom, Yan Jifeng followed him in, hugged him from behind, took off the tape on his neck and said, "I'll see the effect."

Jiang Yue didn't know what effect Yan Jifeng wanted, so he treated the wound on his neck immediately in the hospital, and now it has begun to heal.

Yan Jifeng felt dissatisfied with the effect and said, "It doesn't seem to be deep enough."

Then he bites again, a fourth time. After biting, he pushed him against the wall, twisted him over and blocked his mouth, stirred it up and asked him, "Does your blood taste good?"

Jiang Yue looked at Yan Jifeng's eyes in front of him, and replied, "Not good."

Then he covered Yan Jifeng's eyes with one hand, hugged Yan Jifeng, raised his head and kissed it, Yan Jifeng pulled away his hand and took back the initiative.

At first, Jiang Yue still felt it, but with Yan Jifeng, his stomach started to hurt again, especially when the whole stomach was stuck to the cold tile, and he felt as if his stomach was broken instantly.

"what"

Jiang Yue let out a painful cry, but Yan Jifeng didn't hear it, and said he couldn't hear it, forcing him to scream better. Until the end of one, Yan Jifeng turned him over and saw that his face was no longer flushed.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Jiang Yue's face was pale, and there was almost no blood on his lips. He blinked, tears rolling down his body, then pushed away Yan Jifeng, bent down, vomited, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Jiang Yue!"

Yan Jifeng pulled Jiang Yue up and looked at Jiang Yue as if he was about to die. His sculpturally perfect face had a clear expression, "What's wrong with you?"

"My stomach hurts."

Jiang Yue supported the wall and shrank down, but Yan Jifeng suddenly let go, and he fell down without strength.

"Jiang Yue, are you so interesting?"

Jiang Yue was in a daze, Yan Jifeng's beast-like eyes looked at him so high and low, and told him with a voice as deep as frost.

"I'm not so hungry that I want you to be satisfied, or do you think I can't find anyone but you?"