84 Skin 25 || Heart Gate
"Dad, why is my brother crying?" The child turned his head and looked at Ye Jing'an and asked, "Dad, why are you crying too?"
Ye Jingan wiped away her tears, "Because that brother doesn't want the person he likes to leave."
"Oh~" the child nodded, "Just like I don't want my dad to leave."
Ye Jing'an hummed. Perhaps because he was feeling overwhelmed, he wanted to get his words out. Telling this to the child would be a good idea. "That brother has had a very hard life. His parents left him before, and now this big brother who has protected him all this time is also leaving him."
"Then just don't let the person he likes leave, then the brother won't cry." The child said naively.
"He doesn't want to either, but we can't find the door out." Ye Jing'an said dejectedly.
"Door?" the child said, pointing to the glass door in front of him. "This one?"
"No, it's a black door. Have you seen it in the hospital?" Ye Jing'an asked casually without hope.
"The black gate." The child bit his finger, trying to remember, "I know where it is!"
Ye Jingan shook the child excitedly, "Really? You really know?! Where is it!"
The child's eyes darted around, and he imitated the adults and kept the secret, "Give me a kiss and I'll take you there."
Ye Jingan held up his chubby face and left a sweet kiss on his cheek.
The child danced with joy, but then felt a little sad. "I'm taking you there. Do you want to leave with your brother too?"
Ye Jingan didn't lie to him and said truthfully, "Yes, because this is not my original world, I want to go back too."
"Okay." The child pursed his lips, then smiled happily. "Although I'm reluctant to leave you, a good child is someone who keeps his word. I'll take you there."
"Yan Shuang! Doctor Lin! Take them here quickly, this kid knows where the door is!" Ye Jing'an picked up the child and shouted to others.
Yan Shuang suddenly raised her head, having lost her usual firmness. She didn't care about her image, her hair flying in disorder. "You lead the way."
Then he stroked Jing Ning's perfect face and carefully carried her on his back, "We'll be able to get out soon."
The child pulled Ye Jing'an to the basement. Yan Shuang had never felt that this road was so warm and bright.
He tried to speed up while making sure Jing Ning suffered less pain. Perhaps because Yan Shuang was carrying him too unsteadily, Jing Ning coughed a few times on his back.
"Are you awake? Hold on, we'll be out soon." Yan Shuang said breathlessly.
"I heard it." Jing Ning lay on his bumpy back, his lips pressed against his ear.
Yan Shuang's ears were burned by the sudden hot air, and soon they were red and almost bleeding. In the past, he would have remained silent and pretended to be deaf and dumb, but now, afraid that Jing Ning would faint again, he insisted on answering, "What?"
"Hehehe..." Jing Ning on his back laughed, and then fell silent.
Yan Shuang looked at the road ahead and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
After a long time, Jing Ning finally said, "I like you too, Yan Shuang, let's be together."
This time it was Yan Shuang who was silent. Her thoughts seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and she struggled but couldn't get out.
"Why do I feel like sleeping again? I'm so sleepy~" Jing Ning muttered.
"Okay, don't sleep, and I'll promise you." This time Yan Shuang didn't hesitate at all.
Afterwards, Yan Shuang realized that this guy was just pretending to be unconscious, or he had been closing his eyes to rest, but it didn't matter anymore.
Yan Shuang was the last one to arrive at the morgue, carrying Jing Ning on her back. Everyone's faces were dead silent, and they didn't see the so-called door. She asked Ye Jing'an in a hoarse voice, "Where's the door?"
Ye Jing'an lowered his head, and his emotions could not be seen.
Lin Haichen pinched his eyebrows tiredly.
Ye Jingan glanced at Yan Shuang and said with a somewhat grim expression, "Come in in five minutes."
Without asking any more questions, they tactfully left the room and closed the door for him.
Jing Ning was indeed feeling uncomfortable, his body became a little stiffer, and his speech became slow and weak, but he always remembered that he had promised Yan Shuang, so he insisted on chatting with Yan Shuang from time to time to get through the five minutes.
In order to prevent Jingning from feeling bored, Yan Shuang told him how she was chased by wild dogs when she was a child, and how she fell into the river while trying to catch fish and couldn't swim... From time to time, she had to ask Jingning to repeat what she said.
Lin Haichen leaned against the wall with his eyes closed. Tian Yiyi was taken care of by Xu Yaoyu. As for whether Zhou Xia could survive, it all depended on whether he was strong enough.
Just as the five minutes were up, Lin Haichen calculated the time, opened his eyes, stood up and patted the dust off himself, "Let's go."
As soon as she pushed open the dilapidated wooden door of the morgue, Yan Shuang saw the long-lost black door appear at the innermost part of the room.
Ye Jing'an was kneeling in front of the door, holding the child in his arms, with blood all over the ground beneath him.
The child stretched out his blood-stained fingers to wipe away Ye Jing'an's tears, but the more he wiped, the more bloodied they became.
Ye Jing'an clenched his little hand tightly.
"Dad, please take my brothers away." The child's face was as pale as a piece of white paper. There was a hole as big as a bowl in his chest. Through it, one could even see the white bones in the flesh and blood. There was no heart there, just emptiness.
The door they have been trying so hard to find is actually the child's heart. The child's heart is like the summer sunshine, bright, warm, and untainted by the dust of the world. It represents hope and is pure and shining.
"Dad... I want to be your child in the next life..." The child used up his last bit of strength to force a smile.
"Okay, Dad will wait for you." Ye Jing'an cried, "Tell Dad, what is your name?"
"It's not...yet...possible...to give me a name..." The child was left with only a faint breath, his arms slowly sliding down, his pupils beginning to dilate, but he was unwilling to close his eyes, wanting to take one more look at his father.
"Dad will give you a name. How about you call yourself Anlan?" Ye Jing'an didn't know why, but he always felt that he would meet this child again in the future, and his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Okay." Little Anlan closed his eyes with peace of mind.
An Lan's life path is bright, his dreams are fulfilled one by one, and he hopes to live a stable life, free from disasters and setbacks, and a life of peace and prosperity. He is like a pure white chamomile, strong in adversity, powerful in suffering, and the world is filled with hope because of him.
Without further delay, they walked out of the door of their hearts.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Shuang returned to his workstation. Ye Jing'an looked at him with tears in his eyes like an old father. Yan Shuang did not give himself time to relax. He first took out his phone to ask about Jing Ning's condition, and then asked Ye Jing'an to go back and rest early. Finally, he turned on the computer screen.
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