In a hospital in the northern part of the city.
Looking at the severely injured and unconscious person on the ICU bed, Wang Dali couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
The moment he took the boy into the operating room a week ago, the man, who had already fainted, suddenly grabbed his wrist and pleaded with difficulty, word by word: "Don't tell her, don't fill out my information at the hospital."
The "she" he was referring to was the young girl who often went to work with him.
Wang Dali thought of what the doctor had said, and hesitated as he took out the black cell phone from his pocket.
In the end, he still chose to turn it on, but it showed that the battery was low. He went outside and took a self-service charger from the hospital to charge it. Ten minutes later, the phone turned on.
Wang Dali saw the 99 missed calls, all with the contact name "Shengbao," and he pressed the call button to call back.
Her contact list contained only her as a single contact, a pitifully small number.
Even the call log only contained two unfamiliar numbers; one was his, and the other was someone else's unknown.
It was as if the girl was her everything.
After returning to the north city from the south, Nan Sheng didn't go to school. She spent a lot of time in the alleys every day. After returning, she stayed in her room in a daze, without eating or drinking, and without saying a word.
Yang Silin, who had followed her from Beicheng, was heartbroken and tried every day to comfort Nan Sheng, but to no avail.
At this moment, Yang Silin and Su Chuanlin saw Nan Sheng sitting in the corner of the sofa, hugging a pillow tightly in her arms, looking at the snow falling outside the window, and silently shedding tears.
Yang Silin saw Su Chuanlin shake his head with difficulty, still unable to find it. If this continued, Sheng Bao really wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.
Nan Sheng has been in this state for a week now; she's like this every time she comes back from the alley.
"Auntie, why has Sheng Sheng suddenly lost so much weight?" Su Chuanlin has been looking for Yin Han all week. He's practically turned Nancheng upside down, but he still can't find that kid.
Seeing Nan Sheng curled up on the sofa in her pajamas, her small pillow almost completely covering her, I couldn't help but frown.
Yang Silin sighed helplessly: "Either he's not hungry, or he can't eat. Even when he does eat, he only takes a few bites. And he keeps crying in his sleep. How can he not lose weight?" It pained her to see this.
Su Chuanlin slowly walked to the sofa and squatted down, gently wiping away Nan Sheng's tears with his fingertips, coaxing her tenderly, "Sheng Sheng, don't cry, okay? Otherwise, my future brother-in-law will be heartbroken to see her like this."
It was fine if Yin Han wasn't mentioned, but when Nan Sheng was mentioned, her tears flowed even more fiercely.
"Brother, I miss him... Tell me, if he's alright, why hasn't he come to see me yet? He... He clearly loves me the most... loves me the most, do you think he knows how much I miss him?" Nan Sheng trembled and cried. Her heart ached. The snow was so heavy outside, was he cold? Did he want her to hug him?
"Yes, brother knows. Sheng Sheng needs to be brave, believe in herself, and believe in Yin Han, okay?"
Su Chuanlin wiped away her tears, gazed into her wet eyes, and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"But... I can't hold on any longer." No one understood her feelings. She and Yin Han had been together for two lifetimes. This time, they could have been happily together.
"Sheng Sheng, no! Nan Sheng, let go, let go of me!"
Seeing Nan Sheng trembling, biting her lip tightly, blood seeping out, Su Chuanlin was about to pry her lips open with his hands.
Yang Silin was so frightened that she ran over and hugged Nan Sheng tightly: "Shengbao, no, you still have us, please don't hurt yourself, okay? Wait a little longer, we will find Xiaohan."
No matter how much the two shouted, Nan Sheng wouldn't stop biting her lips. Instead, she bit her lips harder and harder, as if only by tasting blood could she numb herself.
Suddenly, a unique, personalized ringtone broke the deadlock.
Before Su Chuanlin could see clearly, he saw Nan Sheng break free from them to get her phone.
Nan Sheng picked up her phone with trembling hands. Her heart nearly stopped beating the moment she saw the nickname, fearing it was just her imagination.
"Shengbao, it's Xiaohan on the phone! Answer it quickly!" Yang Silin excitedly reminded her when she saw the contact name "Brother Han".
"Hey, Yin Han, is that you?! Where are you?" Nan Sheng asked, her breathing rapid.
"Hello, I'm Wang Dali. Yin Han is currently at Renhe Hospital..."
Nan Sheng hung up the phone before he finished listening, clutching Su Chuanlin's clothes tightly: "Go! Go to Renhe Hospital quickly, he's there, brother, take me to him right now, he's there."
Ten minutes later.
The three arrived at Renhe Hospital, and the half-hour drive was shortened to ten minutes by Su Chuanlin.
As soon as she arrived at the door, Nan Sheng immediately recognized Wang Dali, the boss of the auto repair shop where Yin Han worked.
"Where is he?!" Nan Sheng grabbed Wang Dali's clothes, her knuckles turning bluish-white.
Wang Dali was stunned, and for a moment he didn't realize that this was the same little girl from before.
She was much more casual now than the girl he had met before. Her eyes and nose were red, and she wasn't dressed up elaborately, but that didn't affect her looks.
"Follow me." Wang Dali walked ahead.
Nan Sheng thought she was mentally prepared and that she could control her emotions.
But when she put on her sterile gown and mask and stepped into the ICU and saw the person lying on the bed, she felt her heart break.
Her boy was on a ventilator, his head was wrapped in gauze, his legs were in casts, his face was pale, his lips were pale, and his eyes were tightly closed, like a broken porcelain doll.
She dared not approach and practically fled in panic.
At that moment, Wang Dali's deep voice rang out in the quiet and oppressive hospital corridor.
"Last Thursday night, my car broke down on my way home. It started snowing heavily. I got out to check it, but I couldn't figure out what was wrong. Just as I was about to call a tow truck, I accidentally bumped into Xiaohan's phone number."
I suddenly heard my phone ringing nearby. I thought it was my imagination until the call ended and I realized I had dialed the wrong number.
I just heard the phone ringing nearby. Looking at the empty, deserted snowfield, I was glad I called again. When the phone rang again, I noticed a light flashing on the ground not far away. When I got closer, I saw Yin Han lying on the ground.
Even though he was wearing black clothes, it would be almost impossible to spot him unless you looked very closely.
When Wang Dali recalled the moment he discovered Yin Han, even though he had been a soldier and had witnessed countless scenes, he was never so shocked.
"Because the snow was so heavy, he had been lying on the ground for a long time and his body was already covered in snow. I desperately dug him out. He was covered in blood, his hands and feet were icy cold, and his lips were pale. I found that he was still breathing, so I quickly took him to the hospital."
"When I brought him here, he was clutching his backpack tightly. During the surgery, the doctor had to work hard to pull it out of his arms. I don't know what was inside, but it might have been very important to him."
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