The memory continued until Song Zhi escaped from the hospital and got into a car accident.
Then came the scene he saw in the hospital.
Tang Junhe had just pulled himself out of the memory of his other self, but he was held even tighter by him.
"I want to see her. Let me see her."
Tang Junhe suddenly burst into tears and held his hand tightly.
His memory overran him forcefully.
Their memories blended in confusion.
For a moment, Tang Junhe couldn't even tell who he was.
Different memories began to slowly separate.
Tang Junhe only felt his head buzzing, and the disordered memory gave him a splitting headache.
He just felt like his head was about to explode.
He covered his head, almost fainting from the pain, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of another hideous and paranoid face of himself.
He suddenly realized something: the person in front of him wanted to take over his memory.
He wants to be himself!
Realizing this, a chill suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, and Tang Junhe's mind regained clarity for a moment.
He was so angry that he shook off the other Tang Junhe's hand.
"If you treat her like this, what qualifications do you have to see her?"
He remembered the other party's coldness and alienation towards Song Zhi, and questioned in a cold voice.
When the other Tang Junhe heard this, the paranoia hidden in his eyes did not dissipate, but became even stronger.
"I do like her, I just didn't realize my feelings sooner. I regret it. I want to tell her that I love her!"
As he spoke, he tried to grab Tang Junhe's hand again, but Tang Junhe nimbly avoided it.
He frowned, his face gloomy, and severely attacked the other Tang Junhe's wishful thinking.
"Even if you fall in love with her later, you are not qualified to see her. The hurt you caused her will not disappear, and she definitely doesn't want to see you."
The damage has already been done, and now he says he doesn't like it, what's the point!
"Why do you make decisions for her? I want to see her and tell her these words in person."
The other Tang Junhe suddenly became furious, and he didn't know where he got the strength from, but he actually rushed forward and grabbed Tang Junhe again.
"If I catch you, I will go back to see her in your place, and you will stay here and guard her belongings for me."
He looked crazy, with a fierce dark light flashing in his eyes.
"You're dreaming!"
Tang Junhe didn't know what method the other party used, and he couldn't break free from him for a while.
And the memories belonging to another Tang Junhe are constantly invading his brain.
Tang Junhe was unable to resist and could only hold on.
Just as the two of them were fighting fiercely.
Tang Junhe suddenly heard Song Zhi's voice.
She seemed to be calling his name.
Each time she called out "Tang Junhe", it was like a shower of sweet rain on Tang Junhe's heart, making his mind clearer.
At this moment, part of the memories of the two people have merged, and the other Tang Junhe naturally heard Song Zhi's voice.
He became even more excited.
"Song Zhi, wait a moment, I'll be there to see you soon."
In the ward, Song Zhi anxiously called Tang Junhe's name.
"Tang Junhe, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me, wake up!"
She was just distracted for a moment, but suddenly heard the sharp beeping sound of the heart rate machine next to her.
When she looked up, she found that Tang Junhe's heart rate suddenly became irregular and his heartbeat was extremely fast.
This made Song Zhi panic.
She grabbed Tang Junhe's hand and found that his hand was very cold.
"Tang Junhe! Wake up!"
She kept calling his name, trying to wake him up.
But Tang Junhe lying on the hospital bed was not worried at all.
Song Zhi was so anxious that his eyes turned red.
She had just pressed the emergency bell, but the doctors had not arrived yet and she didn't dare leave the ward.
"Tang Junhe, you must make it through!"
Her voice was already tearful, her nose felt sore, and her vision became blurry.
At this moment, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
As soon as Tang Junhe opened his eyes, he met a pair of red, rabbit-like eyes filled with worry.
Song Zhi was caught off guard when she met his gaze. She was stunned for a moment before she reacted. An extremely happy smile suddenly bloomed on her pale little face.
"You finally woke up!"
And the next second, she was pulled into his arms.
Tang Junhe hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, as if she would disappear from his arms if he was not careful.
Song Zhi's eyes were red, and the tears that had been suppressed in her eyes suddenly fell down, and soon wet Tang Junhe's shoulders.
Feeling the wetness on her shoulder, Tang Junhe froze and silently hugged her tighter.
It was not until Song Zhi pushed him away uncomfortably that he realized his mistake and let go of her hand.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?" Song Zhi asked with concern.
Tang Junhe shook his head and didn't say anything to Ran Qiu, but his eyes kept lingering on her, and he felt that he could never see enough of her.
His gaze was too direct and scorching, making Song Zhi feel vaguely uncomfortable. At this moment, she only felt her cheeks burning and inexplicably embarrassed.
Fortunately, the doctors and nurses arrived at this time.
Seeing that Tang Junhe had woken up, they examined him and carefully inquired about his physical condition.
"Your wound is too deep and could easily cause inflammation, so you'll need to be hospitalized for a while for observation. During this time, you should eat a light diet, get plenty of rest, avoid stressing yourself, and keep the wound away from water."
The doctor gave detailed instructions and then led the nurse out of the ward.
Song Zhi took the doctor's words to heart.
When he turned around, he saw Tang Junhe looking at him intently again.
In addition to the undisguised affection in his eyes, there were also some emotions that Song Zhi could not understand.
Tang Junhe seemed to sense something and met her gaze.
Their eyes met in the air, and then they looked away as if they had been electrocuted.
Song Zhi coughed lightly, lowered his head, took out a cup from the cabinet beside his bed, and poured him a cup of warm water.
"Drink some water. Are you hungry?"
Tang Junhe took the cup, took two sips, and shook his head again.
He didn't feel hungry.
But Song Zhi frowned when she saw his pale face. He was injured so badly that he needed to eat well recently.
When Tang's mother and Tang Xue heard the news that Tang Junhe had woken up, they hurried back.
As soon as she entered the ward, Tang Xue looked at Song Zhi who was talking to Tang Junhe, pulled Tang's mother's arm, and gave her a look.
Tang's mother paused, and the foot that was about to step into the ward stopped abruptly.
"Mom, sister."
It was not until Tang Junhe saw the two people standing at the door that he called out to them with a frown on his face.
Tang's mother and Tang Xue then walked in, surrounded him, and asked about his well-being and situation.
"Are you still feeling unwell? Has the doctor come to see you?"
Tang's mother looked at her pale son, her eyes full of heartache.
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