A few hours later, in the hospital.
Qi Chen, who was lying on the hospital bed, smelled a pungent smell of disinfectant as soon as he woke up. He couldn't accept the smell for a while, and frowned deeply.
After a few seconds, he realized that he was in the hospital.
So just thinking about the activities, when he turned his head, he saw Li Shunwen who was about to fall asleep with his arms.
He said that he was about to fall asleep, so Li Shunwen could still hear his voice. As soon as Qi Chen rolled over, Li Shunwen woke up immediately. He covered his mouth and yawned as soon as he opened his eyes. After a long time, "You're awake, what do you want me to do?"
Qi Yan nodded. He originally wanted to ask how Song Boyi was, but unfortunately his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak. , had to raise his finger with difficulty to the water glass placed on the table beside him, and then looked up at Li Shunwen.
He hoped that Li Shunwen could understand what he meant.
But the result is - completely impossible.
After all, because the two of them hadn't reached the point where they knew each other well, Li Shunwen stared at him for more than three minutes before realizing it. Just run out.
ten minutes later.
Li Shunwen finally came in with a cup in his hand, and explained as he walked, "Oh my God, it took a long time for the team to receive the water. Those uncles are too fierce to squeeze in."
Qi Yan forced his way out . A smile, reaching for the water glass.
Li Shunwen was patronizing and talking just now, and only now did he hurriedly hand over the water glass.
After drinking a cup of warm water, his throat immediately became much refreshed. Then he wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth and asked, "How is Bo Yi?"
Although he knew that his voice had not been used for so many days, his voice was definitely not as good as before. , but the too dry voice was somewhat unexpected.
Qi Yan almost didn't realize that it was his own voice.
Li Shunwen was also a little surprised to hear his voice, and he was stunned for a long time before answering him: "Xiao Song is fine, just a little scratch, it is basically healed now, but you are injured so badly, why not? Don't ask yourself how is it?"
Qi Yan nodded and asked again, "Where is he now?"
Li Shunwen didn't seem to notice that he was talking too much, and kept talking: "I just went out to buy food for you. , Originally I said I went to buy it, but he didn't let me go after talking for a long time, he insisted that I don't know what you like to eat..." As soon as he finished speaking, he
heard a "click" and the door was opened.
Looking at the sound, I saw Song Boyi standing in front of the door pulling the door handle, carrying a large bag of things in his hand. It seemed that it was the meal he bought.
When Li Shunwen saw that Song Boyi was coming, he stood up and left the ward without saying a word, and gave Qi Yan a look before closing the door.
If Qi Chen guessed correctly, his eyes should be saying - you two, get tired of it, I won't bother.
Qi Yan hoped that, but now he is in pain and unpleasant, and he has no ability at all.
Song Boyi pulled out the chair, took out the lunch box in the bag, and lifted the lid to see that the color was unusually dull. Song Boyi didn't pause, he opened his chopsticks and handed him the lunch box.
Qi Yan had no energy at all, his face was pale, and when he saw that it was all vegetarian, he completely lost his appetite: "I don't want to eat, I have no appetite."
Seeing him like this, Song Baiyi didn't refuse him. After planning, he said decisively: "No, I have to eat."
Qi Yan sighed, then pretended to pick up chopsticks, "Okay...hs...my arm hurts."
Seeing him like this, Song Baiyi immediately worried and supported him . His arm, but within a few seconds, he found something wrong, and gave him a suspicious look: "Isn't your left hand injured?"
Qi Yan was suddenly stunned, and smiled dryly: "I'm left-handed, I eat with my left hand."
Song Boyi guessed what he was thinking, and pretended to be indifferent: "Really? Then don't eat, drink something."
Hearing this, Qi Yan was unhappy again, and said anxiously: "I am a patient now, so I need more nutrition. What's the use of drinking? I want to eat."
Song Boyi couldn't help laughing and crying: "Then what do you want me to do? ?"
Qi Yan began to play a rogue: "You feed me."
Song Boyi's expression paused, then he took a chopstick of vegetables and handed it directly to his mouth, "Okay, open your mouth."
Qi Yan was satisfied and swallowed it.
For the next few days, Qi Yan was fed every day, and his nutrition was even more sufficient, so within a few days, the attending doctor told him that his injuries were almost healed and he could be discharged from the hospital.
The day Qi Chen was discharged from the hospital happened to be the Spring Festival.
There is a special fireworks display place near Ningshi Hospital for tourists to watch. Every year during the Spring Festival, many people gather there to watch the fireworks display.
There was nothing to do anyway, so the two discussed to watch the fireworks.
When there were three seconds left in the countdown, everyone present began to count down.
"Three-two-one-" The
countdown ended, and the fireworks burst into light.
Song Baiyi smiled and looked up at the fireworks blooming in the night sky. The continuous loud noises seemed to have made endless preparations for the arrival of the new year, but in the end it was only for the beauty of this moment.
Qi Yan stood aside and watched this scene, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of affection and tenderness.
Song Baiyi, who was standing on the side, was unaware of this. At this time, he was still staring intently at the night sky above his head. Following his gaze, he could see countless colorful fireworks blooming one after another.
Song Baiyi was suddenly quite touched. He used to like watching the moment when the fireworks bloomed, but at that time he felt that perhaps the most beautiful scene in the world was the scene of the fireworks blooming.
Later, he had very few opportunities to watch fireworks again, and it has been six years since he watched fireworks in the last few years.
This time he was able to see fireworks, which was something he didn't expect.
The beauty of fireworks is fleeting, but from the beginning of blooming to the final disappearance, the amazing scene is forever engraved in his memory, and he can always remember it clearly no matter how long it is.
He hasn't forgotten until now.
For Qi Yan, fireworks are also of extraordinary significance to him.
It was six years ago when he went out with his parents and saw this scene. At that time, he also met Song Baiyi in that place. Maybe the other party didn't notice that there was a small child watching him all the time. follow him.
Just like the scene back then, but the difference is that he is no longer an outsider.
But what hasn't changed is that he wanted to say something to him both in the past and now - you are far more dazzling than fireworks.
Thinking of this, Qi Yan's smile became more and more obvious, and he got closer to Song Baiyi, and then said: "Happy New Year." The
sound of fireworks around was too loud, and his words were completely drowned out.
Coincidentally, Song Baiyi was looking at him, but he saw Qi Yan's lips moved slightly, but he didn't hear what he said at all.
So Song Baiyi looked at him with puzzled eyes, and shouted at the same time, "What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly."
Qi Yan seemed to have heard what he said, and smiled, his eyebrows curved, but he just smiled like this , did not speak.
Song Baiyi was stunned when he looked at him, and then followed him and laughed inexplicably.
He didn't know why he wanted to laugh, but when he saw Qi Yan laughing, he couldn't help it.
Perhaps at this moment, all the events and any worries that happened in the past have vanished and ceased to exist.
The dazzling smoke and light blended with the black lacquered night sky decorated with stars, creating an indescribably beautiful scene.
Probably fireworks and night, like them, were meant to be a natural pair.
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