Chapter 3144

At three or four o'clock in the morning, it was still dark. The world was sleeping, quiet and dead, as if in a still distance.

Jiang Yuyan left the hospital alone and drove that silver sports car crazy for several laps on the mountain road on such a snowy day. The speed soared to the highest yard. He was completely desperate and galloped like lightning on the steep mountain road.

From dawn to dark,

A whole day.

The windows are open,

The cold wind roared in wrapped in the heavy snow, and fell on the young man's handsome and lonely face with a cold and ruthless attitude, vaguely lost his eyes, and the pricked eyes hurt.

But Jiang Yuyan had no intention of closing the window or reducing the speed. Instead, he drove faster and faster. Finally, he rushed down the mountain road and sped in the direction of the hospital.

Late at night in the city, on that deserted street, only the street lamps on both sides cast a faint light on the ground.

It snowed all day, and the endless wind didn't mean to stop at all.

There is no moon in the night.

There is no light today.

It seemed that all around was in endless darkness, and the sports car crossed the night and became the only burning color.

The boy is facing the wind,

as pretty as a picture,

Those deep eyes are dangerous and charming like an abyss.

Lips are wanton laughter.

Take up enough young romantic.

In Jiang YuYan's ear, there was a roaring wind, breaking the air and hunting. He looked straight ahead, and the vast sky was reflected in his eyes, as if there were mountains high and water wide.

On this day,

Thought a lot.

Life scenes are broken and flashed, pieced together into a whole life.

Until this moment,

Jiang Yuyan has no fear and is calm.

To greet,

His death and rebirth.

The girl

It's his life.

Driving faster and faster, there is no bottom line and restraint. The sports car gradually deviates from the original track, and everything is moving in an irreparable direction.

"Bang -!"

The violent impact sound resounded through the deep night and cut through the darkness. It was the most thrilling sound of death.

That sports car directly hit the street next to it, even took off in the air for a circle, suddenly fell to the ground and rolled twice again!

It was just a few moments of what happened, but it was a frightening fear that people could feel when they recalled it.

What it feels like to be on the verge of death.

It doesn't matter.

Blood meanders down like a gorgeous rose, intertwined with the white skin of the young people, with the a different sense of the bewitchment.

The body is getting cold and even breathing becomes difficult.

Suffocation.

In front of us is a constantly shaking overlapping world. Everything becomes blurred and seems to be moving away.

The world fell into silence and couldn't hear any sound.

I heard that the price of fireworks in full bloom is to fall to pieces, but I don't regret the bloom at that moment.

And he would rather be doomed, but also want to use blood to water the dying roses and dye them into the most beautiful look.

Half unconscious and half awake,

Jiang Yuyan can smell the hospital disinfectant.

It lingers between the wings of the nose and entangles with the smell of blood.

The double shadow of the nurse crossed my eyes, and the light from the hospital corridor hurt my eyes.

The young man was lying on the stretcher powerlessly. His face was too pale and covered with blood. He couldn't see where it was good. His slender and clear fingers fell on his side and were stained with viscous and bloody blood. Blood beads trickled down, which only made people feel eye-catching and startling.

"Shi..." Jiang Yuyan opened his thin lips, and blood lingered between his lips and teeth. His breath was like a hairspring, and he spit out a vague syllable slightly and hard.

The nurse vaguely heard the boy talking, but did not hear it clearly. She bent down and asked anxiously, "what are you talking about?"

Jiang Yuyan bit his teeth and swallowed the blood gas gushing from his throat. He was dripping with blood word by word: "Shi... Qing CI."

When the nurse heard such a name, she didn't react for a moment. After hearing it clearly, she quickly asked someone to go to the doctor.

That was the last time I saw Jiang Yuyan in Qing Ci's life.

I can't tell what kind of mood it was at that moment,

Unexpected but expected.

But there is no denying that,

That bloody picture hit the bottom of my eyes, leaving an indelible and unforgettable mark.

In fact, I had guessed the truth before, and I had a hunch.

But when things really continue such a track to develop, they will still set off rough waves in the originally calm world.

Late at night, the wind and snow became more and more intense, the cold wind roared, and there was no temperature in the hospital, as if it was cold to the bone.

"Take my heart..." Jiang Yuyan saw Shi Qingci. He forced himself to stay awake and say such a sentence completely. Every word seemed to be wiped from the blade: "give it to her."

Shi Qingci hung his eyes and looked at the unbridled young man's life hanging on the line. His fingers tightened very hard, with a terrible cold, and clenched the heart donation book that had already been prepared.

He said it in a cold-blooded and rational way. Then he took out the pen pinned on the pocket of his white coat and handed it to Jiang Yuyan. He quickly turned the donation book to that page. The voice line was low, cold and indifferent: "can you sign now?"

The light of the hospital crumpled and fell into the young man's eyes. His eyes were shaking left and right. His eyes were already a little lax. Jiang Yuyan tried his last effort to pick up the pen. His fingertips were still shaking uncontrollably because of his inability. It was as cold as falling into an ice cave, so cold that the whole person was falling into the abyss, However, he still wrote his name on the donation book with a stroke by stroke with the persistence of the afterthought.

"Tick..."

A drop of blood fell on the donation book, just like the death rose winding in full bloom.

——Jiang Yuyan.

A name that looks bloodstained in black and white,

Between the lines, it is true to write at the cost of life.

At the end of writing, Jiang Yuyan was relieved. He no longer had any strength. Even his fingertips were soft. The bloody pen fell off his hand and hit the ground. The boy's hand fell silently on his side.

At the last second before his consciousness dissipated, the last word he said in the world, wholeheartedly, was concerned about one person. His whisper would break the world at any time, but it was unforgettable: "we must protect her safely..."

Those red, fragmented eyes closed and completely fell into a coma. Life and death were unknown.

At 21:19 on January 24,

Jiang Yuyan died due to ineffective rescue in a car accident.

And at the end of his life,

Signed a heart donation agreement.

Donate his heart to a girl named Ju Bai.

At 21:20 on January 24th.

The unconscious girl was pushed from the intensive care unit to the operating room for the most important heart transplant in her life.

The cold sound of the instrument sounded low, and there was no sound in the operating room except the sound of business dialogue.

Especially quiet.

Young girls lie on different operating tables. After this period of life, they return to two worlds.

——"I've never hated anyone so much in my life."

——"Just... I wish that guy a long life, a long life."

——"I like you."

——"I, Jiang Yuyan, take the rest of my life as the deadline and pursue you. Please give me more advice."

In the past, scenes and words vaguely echoed in front of us like yesterday, as if we were close at hand.

But it's an old time that can't go back after all.

It has achieved an indelible and indelible picture in the deepest part of my heart.

Life is gentle, only one person.

It's his favorite.

I'm sorry.

I can't chase you for the rest of my life.

be not afraid of,

From now on,

My heart beats with you.