Chapter 133 Don't be afraid, I'm still here
Duan Haonan was carrying a lunch box, his face full of concern, and standing behind him were Si Mojun, He Qiubai, another roommate, and more than a dozen studio employees.
So many people were crowding at the door.
Ji Beichi was slightly surprised, and the original loneliness and desolate feeling disappeared for the most part.
Duan Haonan saw that Ji Beichi's face was as pale as paper, his body was shaky and he looked like he would faint at any time. He reached out his hand to support him and said anxiously:
"Ji Beichi, why did you get up? Your health is so bad, do you want to die? And you're still walking around, do you really think you're a daredevil and don't care about your life?"
Ji Beichi didn't bother to respond and asked anxiously:
"How's Zhenzhen?"
He Qiubai took a step forward, looked at him, and said in a gentle voice:
"Zhenzhen is fine. She is doing fine. She just wanted to find you. She drank some porridge and felt a little tired. She was sleepy and fell asleep again."
Hearing this, Ji Beichi felt relieved.
He subconsciously took out the cell phone from his pocket to ask Butler Fei about Lin Tian's situation.
Duan Haonan was quick to snatch the phone from his hand.
"Don't bother seeing him. The doctors said that you've been working so hard for so long that you're overworked and have become ill.
Using your eyes all day long will almost ruin them.
Your health is so poor now, don't worry about other things for now, just relax. If you have any problem, tell us and we will help you solve it. ”
Ji Beichi frowned and insisted:
"I'll just make a phone call."
"Call me later. There's no rush. If it's not urgent, don't use your phone. Don't start working again. We are afraid of you, a workaholic."
Duan Haonan said as he and Si Mojun supported him and pushed him towards the bed:
"Go back to bed and sit, don't stand anymore, get more rest, drink more water, eat more, don't starve yourself, you'll die if you keep doing this."
He Qiubai and others also filed into the ward.
For a moment, everyone gathered around the bed, talking to Ji Beichi and asking about his well-being.
But Ji Beichi was only thinking about Lin Tian's current situation. He just nodded mechanically in response to these concerns and couldn't eat anything at all.
Duan Haonan and the others refused to give up, and they used soft and hard methods to coax and persuade him, and finally forced him to eat the light food.
I really can't get over it.
After eating something, Ji Beichi had to say that he needed to rest.
He wanted to use this opportunity to get everyone to leave so that he could find out about Lin Tian's condition.
Then everyone left the ward.
After everyone left, Ji Beichi took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
Unexpectedly, the phone rang at the door.
Butler Fei pushed open the door and walked in, holding a cell phone in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other.
He saw Ji Beichi lying weakly on the hospital bed.
He walked to the bed and placed the flowers on the bedside table beside him.
Ji Beichi raised his head and looked straight at Butler Fei, his voice hoarse but full of urgency:
"How is he?"
After Butler Fei arranged the bouquets neatly, he sat down on a stool nearby and looked at him with a frown:
"Bei Chi, don't worry too much. The young master is a vampire, so even if he sleeps and doesn't eat, it doesn't matter. His physical condition is fine.
You are the one who should pay the most attention. Your health is getting worse and worse.
If you don't take care of yourself, the young master hasn't woken up yet, you..."
Butler Fei stopped talking halfway and finally gave up. What he wanted to say was that Lin Tian was still fine, and Ji Beichi should not get into trouble first.
When Ji Beichi heard that Lin Tian was fine, his heart finally settled down and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's not that I don't take care of my body, I've just been too busy lately so I haven't had time to eat."
In fact, he couldn't eat anything at all.
Butler Fei looked at him, his eyes full of insight.
After spending several months together, he had already figured out Ji Beichi's temper. He knew in his heart that Ji Beichi was deliberately using work to numb himself and push himself into a desperate situation. He didn't even have time to eat and was focused on work all day long.
Butler Fei said a lot with great earnestness.
Every word was an advice to him to take good care of his health.
Those words are full of care from the elders to the younger ones.
Ji Beichi just sat there quietly, nodding his head obediently, neither refutating nor saying anything more.
Seeing that he looked tired and didn't want to talk, Butler Fei stopped forcing him and said softly:
"You should have a good rest."
Then he stood up and quietly left the ward.
Ji Beichi leaned against the head of the bed, looking out the window with empty eyes.
It was sunny outside, but there was a gloom in his eyes.
The vision in front of my eyes gradually became blurred, and my eye circles became redder and redder, covered with dense red blood vessels.
Tears welled up in my eyes.
Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer, and a few hot tears instantly slid down from the corners of his eyes, hitting the white bed sheet, leaving a small wet mark.
It’s been almost three months.
Ji Beichi couldn't help but think.
Is it true that even if I get old and die, Lin Tian will never wake up?
Will he never be able to see Lin Tian for the last time?
*
Time flies, more than four months have passed, and it is now deep winter.
Outside the window, snowflakes are falling.
Around six o'clock in the afternoon.
After class, Ji Beichi bought some food on the roadside and went straight home.
The room was silent and dark.
After Ji Zhen recovered a lot, he sent her back to F City to continue her studies, so now there was only him and Lin Tian who was still sleeping at home.
He reached out to turn on the light, took off his black coat and hung it on the rack beside him.
Then, he came to the door of a room, pushed it open, and his eyes fell on the person who was still sleeping on the bed, and his eyes drooped unconsciously.
Ji Beichi walked into the room, found a set of thick pajamas, then picked up Lin Tian from the bed and went into the bathroom to give him a bath.
After cleaning Lin Tian, he also took a quick shower himself.
At this moment, he sat quietly beside the bed, expressionless and with empty eyes.
He picked up the fruit knife on the bedside table, lightly cut his finger, and bright red blood gushed out instantly.
He put his fingers into Lin Tian's mouth.
Lin Tian instinctively opened his mouth, revealing his sharp teeth, bit his fingers tightly, and sucked the flowing blood.
Ji Beichi felt the stinging pain in his fingers, but his eyes remained calm. This kind of pain was something he had long been accustomed to.
After Lin Tian sucked for a long time, Ji Beichi felt a little uncomfortable and pulled back his fingers.
Because Lin Tian's saliva has healing properties, the wound on his finger has healed almost entirely and the bleeding has also stopped.
He got on the bed, carefully hugged Lin Tian's cold body, leaned his head on his shoulder, and slowly closed his eyes.
The past events with Lin Tian were like a movie, constantly playing in his mind.
I don’t know how long it took.
In the vortex of memories, he finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
The snowflakes outside the window are still falling silently.
*
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is time to take graduation photos.
The campus is full of students in graduation attires, and laughter echoes in every corner.
Ji Beichi also put on his graduation suit, but he looked even thinner. The clothes that originally fit him well now looked extra big on him, hanging loosely, which made him look even thinner.
He stood in the last row of the class, looking straight at the camera in front of him.
Just as the flash was about to go off, he suddenly had an illusion, as if he saw Lin Tian passing behind the photographer.
His heart trembled violently.
Ji Beichi didn't hesitate at all. He raised his foot and rushed out from the back row, running towards the person in the hallucination.
His eyes were full of eagerness and desire, his steps were hurried, and he completely ignored the surprised looks from his classmates around him.
Duan Haonan and Si Mojun stood there and saw Ji Beichi suddenly run away.
They looked at each other, totally unsure of what he was going to do.
Ji Beichi ran all the way to a boy and grabbed him.
Afterwards, I don’t know what happened.
He fell straight down.
Everyone was filled with astonishment, and everyone gathered in the direction of Ji Beichi.
Duan Haonan reacted quickly. He rushed into the crowd, squatted down, carried Ji Beichi on his back and ran out of the school, shouting loudly for people around him to get out of the way.
Si Mojun followed closely behind, took out his cell phone in panic and called the emergency number.
Ji Beichi was lying on Duan Haonan's back, his head was groggy and his vision was blurry, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.
He felt like he was in a chaotic world.
Later, one could only vaguely see a group of people who looked like doctors busying around him.
He slowly raised his hand, wanting to touch the figure that appeared in the illusion, but as soon as his hand reached out, the figure disappeared without a trace.
Later, he saw Ji Zhen.
Seeing Ji Zhen holding his hand tightly, she broke down in tears, tears rolling down her cheeks, and her voice trembled violently.
"Brother... don't... don't faint, don't faint, look at me, Zhenzhen is still here, please, brother, don't faint, wake up and look at me, please, brother, if you die, I won't live either, don't leave me..."
Ji Beichi felt warm liquid dripping on the back of his hand. His heart ached and he used all his strength to gently hold her hand back.
He comforted him softly, so softly that only he could hear it.
"Zhenzhen... don't cry... my brother is still here, I am still here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
*
In that nothingness that is as thick as ink and as vast as the boundless expanse.
There is no light, no life.
A small figure huddled in a dark corner.
He was in a mess and his clothes were torn.
His face was covered with scars, blood was oozing from his forehead, his body was shaking constantly, and he kept curling his small body into a ball.
In his ears, buzzing sounds came one after another, and together with those sarcastic insults, they hit his brain nerves again and again.
He murmured softly, his voice was tearful, broken and helpless:
"Mom... I want mom... my dog, my dog has no food, mom... we are so hungry... so hungry, I am so hungry... I don't want father... father doesn't want me anymore... mom... where are you..."
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