Chapter 138 Search

Jiang Jibai had a very long dream.

She dreamed that Gu Moyang was dead.

He died in her arms, the year she forgave him.

Jiang Jibai suddenly opened his eyes and took big gulps of air into his lungs.

What comes into view is the snow-white ceiling.

She looked around: white walls, white floor, blue curtains.

The strong smell of disinfectant filled the nose.

This is a hospital.

There was another bed next to her, but it was empty.

The curtains were not drawn tightly, and a beam of sunlight shone on the empty bed.

Gu Moyang.

The name flashed through her mind.

Jiang Jibai sat up from the bed, feeling dizzy.

She patted her head and decided to go find him immediately.

Jiang Jibai was just about to get out of bed when a nurse with blond hair and blue eyes walked in.

He said to her in broken Chinese: "Ms. Jiang, you need to have a good rest and don't run around."

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Jibai asked.

The nurse said, "When you were brought to the hospital, you were in a coma due to excessive grief. You have been in a coma for three days."

Three days?

Jiang Jibai asked anxiously, "What about the guy who came with me? How is he?"

The nurse looked at her strangely and said, "There was only one person when you brought him here. There was no one else."

Jiang Jibai frowned in disbelief.

"How is that possible?" she asked excitedly. "The man with me at the time was also Chinese, a man. He was wearing a black coat and had a knife wound on his back. Are you kidding me?"

The nurse still shook her head in confusion.

"No, you were alone when you were sent here."

Jiang Jibai pulled out the needle from his hand and walked around her, "I'll ask someone else."

If he is alive, I want to see him in person; if he is dead, I want to see his body.

Jiang Jibai ran to the nurses' station with unsteady steps.

She asked the nurse on duty in the inpatient department that day, the doctor who went to the rescue that day, and even the driver of the ambulance that day.

Their answers were exactly the same as the nurse's just now. They all said that she was alone when she was sent here.

People of different races around her cast strange glances at her.

What is going on?

Jiang Jibai took out his cell phone and called Gu Moyang.

No one answered.

Why did Gu Moyang seem to have disappeared from the face of the earth?

She was enveloped by fear and despair.

She went to the hospital, the last place he could be.

Morgue, also known as the morgue.

Jiang Jibai walked through the long corridor, where the lights were dim and gray.

She felt like she couldn't breathe.

Seeing that she insisted on going in, the guard told her that there was no Chinese named Gu Moyang among the new people sent in.

Then why can't we find him anywhere?

She wants to verify it herself.

The guard took her to a cold room, where the temperature was as cold as the day Gu Moyang collapsed.

She saw rectangular blocks covered with white cloth in front of her.

Fear washed over her like a tide.

She opened them one by one.

No, this one isn’t it either.

My heart beats wildly every time I open a page.

She was afraid to see that face in this cold bed.

When the next piece of white cloth is lifted.

She stopped breathing instantly.

It turned out to be him.

A cold, gray, bloodless face.

She thought she was seeing things.

But she clearly saw the mole under his right eyelash again.

She covered her mouth tightly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

I woke up suddenly when I was crying so hard that I could hardly breathe.

It turned out to be a dream.

After fully waking up, I found myself still in the hospital.

It's just that this is a separate ward.

The blonde nurse came in with medicine and asked in English, "How do you feel?" when she saw she was awake.

Jiang Jibai pinched his thigh hard.

It hurts so much.

This time it shouldn't be a dream.

"What's wrong with me?" she asked.

"When you were brought here, you were unconscious due to excessive grief. You have been in a coma for three days."

Why are the words exactly the same as what I just said in the dream?

Then Gu Moyang...

Jiang Jibai's eyes widened in horror as he asked, "What happened to the man who came with me?"

The nurse was silent for a moment, then said in English, "Let Mr. Wu tell you about this."

Mr. Wu?

After the nurse left, Jiang Jibai saw Wu Qian enter the ward.

Her heart suddenly sank.

Why is Wu Qian here?

I am very afraid that what I just dreamed about will come true again.

She asked in a trembling voice: "How is Gu Moyang? Don't hide it from me, I can bear it."

Wu Qian's expression was solemn.

"Mr. Gu...you don't have to worry too much."

"He asked me to tell you to finish your studies without worrying about him."

Jiang Jibai still didn't believe it.

"Take me to him."

Wu Qian sighed softly, "Mr. Gu has been transferred back to China. I hope Miss Jiang won't worry."

"Has he returned home?"

Seeing that she still didn't believe it, Wu Qian had to take out the recorder he had prepared in advance and play it.

Gu Moyang's low and hoarse voice came from the recorder.

"Jiang Nuannuan, I've already returned to China when you heard this recording. I'm sorry for making you worry. Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm studying hard over there. We'll meet at our usual place, Jinghuai, next spring."

As the recording played, Wu Qian stood by and watched nervously.

Miss Jiang probably didn't notice the flaw in this recording.

She felt relieved when she heard the words "Meet in the old place".

The "old place" is where they used to date when they were in college.

These words should have been said by Gu Moyang.

That means he is still alive.

Wu Qian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she had no doubts.

He handed the wallet in his hand to Jiang Jibai.

"This is what Mr. Gu asked me to give you. He said he would accept it if you forgive him."

Jiang Jibai took the wallet and rubbed it lightly with his fingers.

She opened it and saw that the relevant documents and photos he needed had been taken away, leaving only a few bank cards.

"I'll go find him at the old place next spring."

It will be about two months until the beginning of next spring.