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Chapter 62
Song Ran had a long dream, in which there was boundless darkness.
She opened her eyes hard, trying to see something clearly, but there was no light in the world, only the sound of gunshots coming from time to time, sometimes very close, sometimes very far away.
She was groping around, trying to run, but she couldn't escape and couldn't find her direction - her feet couldn't touch the ground. Someone was holding her tightly and running in the dark.
She knew it was A-Zan.
She heard his breathing, which was rough, urgent, nervous, and fearful; she couldn't see him, and she wanted to touch him, but she couldn't.
She was so panicked that she called him, but she couldn't make a sound.
She obviously didn¡¯t exert any force, but she was very tired, and her mind wandered, and she passed out.
When consciousness comes back, it is still darkness. This time, she heard crying. A Zan's cry.
In a low voice, with endless sadness and pain, he said: "Ran Ran, please take me away."
Her heart was broken, and she looked for him looking for the voice and wanted to hug him, but she couldn't catch anything. His voice seemed to come from the void and she couldn't touch him.
After the week, endless, endless.
She was in such a dream over and over again, struggling hard, but in the end she still couldn't hold onto anything, and eventually lost consciousness again and again in the chaos.
She walked in that dark world for who knows how long, until one day she woke up and her eyes were still dark. But this time, something was different.
She moved her fingers and grabbed the sheets of the hospital bed.
The next second, a strange call came from a Chinese woman: "The patient in Room V3 is awake!"
Immediately afterwards, a bunch of unfamiliar voices came in, all in Chinese. A doctor examined her body and asked her how various parts of her body felt. A nurse pulled her limbs and attached them to metal plates. She couldn't see anything, and she was flustered and frightened: "Where's A-Zan?"
No one knew or cared who A-Zan was. They grabbed her, examined her, and asked her questions. She couldn't break free and was pressed on the bed. A nurse said: "You need to replace the canthus membrane, but there is currently a queue for canthus donation, and you may have to wait for more than a month. Don't panic. We have notified your mother, and she will be there soon." Come here."
Just as he was talking, a familiar voice came: "Ran Ran?"
It is He Shanran.
Song Ran was startled, knowing that he had returned to the Imperial City.
The doctor communicated with He Shanran, but she didn¡¯t listen to a word. Not long after, the ward became quiet, and only He Shanran was left.
He sat on the edge of the bed, held her thin arm through the sleeves, and comforted: "Don't be afraid Ran Ran, you have returned to China, it is safe. Don't worry about your eyes, wait for the canthus"
"Where's A-Zan?" She followed the sound and turned to look at him, her eyes were slack and her pupils were dark, "Where's Li Zan?"
He Shanran smiled: "He is still in Dongguo. It will take another month to come back."
She was startled and asked, "How long have I slept?"
¡°It didn¡¯t take long and I was in a coma for two or three days.¡±
"Whyit seems like a long time has passed?"
"People who are in a coma will feel this way."
"It's February now?"
"Yes. February 10th."
She murmured: "Why isn't it cold in February?"
"You forgot, this is the north. There is heating in the house."
The ward door opens,
"Ran Ran!" Ran Yuwei's voice came.
"Mom" Song Ran's nose suddenly became sore, and she hurriedly reached out to her. The next second, Ran Yuwei took her into her arms and held her tightly.
"You scared me to death." Ran Yuwei's voice contained a rare hint of trembling and choking, "Ran Ran, you scared mom to death!"
He Shanran said that although the bullet hit her throat, it missed the target. When the bullet grazed her mandible, she fainted from the pain and went into shock due to excessive blood loss. After the rescue, I was in a coma for two or three days before waking up.
Only two or three days?
Song Ran felt that the wound did not hurt at all. She tried to reach out and touch it, but she could only touch the gauze wrapped around it.
She couldn¡¯t feel it clearly through the gauze, and she was still touching it. Ran Yuwei suddenly said, ¡°A-Zan called you this morning.¡±
She dropped her hand and raised her eyes, without any light in them: "Did you receive the call?"
"I have been holding your cell phone. He said that he has to carry out a relatively large task and may not be able to contact you for the next month. But when the task is completed, he will return to China."
"real?"
? ?She stared at the ceiling in a daze. In fact, I didn¡¯t dare to think deeply about the outcome of this trip. She didn't even dare to ask her own heart, she didn't even dare to ask herself whether A-Zan was alive or already
She didn¡¯t want to and didn¡¯t want to think about it. She just wanted to find him, even if she traveled all over Dongguo.
Until now, it seemed that this was the only thing that meant anything to her.
She couldn¡¯t even experience the slightest joy from the improved situation in Dongguo.
How ironic.
Does this mean that maybe great love is just an illusion? And people are selfish after all, and only the individual's own pain is the most heart-wrenching?
Song Ran walked onto the balcony and looked at Gama City under the sun.
??????? Half reconstruction, half trauma.
She saw that across the street, opposite was Gamma University of Technology.
There are lush trees on the campus, and young students are coming and going, and it is full of life.
Song Ran suddenly thought of Saxin and she wanted to see him. Saxin met Li Zan. In the East Kingdom, he was the only person left who shared the same memory of Li Zan with her.
Now that the war is coming to an end, he should have returned to study long ago.
Song Ran sent a message to Sahin while going downstairs. I wonder if he can see the Twitter in time. It doesn't matter, she remembers Sasin's last name, she can just go to the campus and ask about it.
Walking into the Polytechnic University campus, a group of young college students wearing white shirts passed by. The men and women were holding textbooks and discussing study issues intensely.
Song Ran only understood xy and ¦Á¦Â.
The bombed teaching building in the distance has been repaired. There are lush trees on both sides of the avenue. There are a few newly planted small trees among the big trees. It is believed that the original trees were damaged in the war.
Birds were chirping in the treetops, and Song Ran suddenly remembered the story of the little bird and the big tree.
At that time, Li Zan said this was a love story.
At the end of the story, the bird found the big tree.
Song Ran looked at the tree, took a breath, looked down, and found a new small square on the right side of the main road. In the center lies a huge black rectangular stone monument. The stele is not high, but wide and long.
The edges around the stele are filled with flowers. A fire burned in the clearing, and the flames danced.
Song Ran walked over and saw a line of golden Dongguo characters engraved on the top of the black stone tablet. She couldn't understand it, but she instantly guessed the meaning of the line of characters - to commemorate the students of the Polytechnic University who sacrificed their lives for the country in the war. . Because the four sides of the stele are covered with black and white portraits of young people, and their birth and death years are engraved under each portrait.
Song Ran walked to the stone tablet and looked down the young and lively smiling faces until she found the eleventh one in the third row. She suddenly stopped, as if her heart was being torn open with a knife¡ª¡ª
Sahin¡¯s black and white smiling face was fixed on the stone wall.
That was probably a photo of him when he first entered school. A boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a green and shy smile, and big eyes shining like stars.
The year of birth and death is engraved under the photo. He was 20 years, 9 months and 13 days old when he died.
Song Ran reached out and touched his face. The black marble was hard and cold, and her vision was blurred in the water light for a moment. In the black and white photo, his smiling face was blurred as if exposed to sunlight.
She pressed her fingers on his face, supported the marble wall, and bent down slowly and deeply. Panting heavily, she straightened up and looked at him again, then suddenly fell to her knees, lying on the stone monument, and started crying. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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