Chapter 3146: Rebirth: You Are My Heartbeat (Ninety-Eighth)

Ranbai also asked, "That's it?"

"Yeah, that's it." Jiang Yuyan slightly bent his eyes, "I also feel that you don't need to be afraid."

"You'll be fine."

As if afraid of being dyed white or not believing, the young man straightened up slightly, those eyes that were like ink dyed the night sky reflected on the girl's eyebrows, "Do you know what my last life was?"

Ranbai stared at Jiang Yuyan's clear eyes, and could see his own shadow in the other's pupils, "What?"

"Yanling's house." Jiang Yuyan answered very easily, he coughed lowly, and said in a very serious and focused tone: "You...the rest of your life will be a hundred years old."

"It will be wise."

Dyeing white: "..."

Childish or not?

She said word by word, "Jiang Yanling's family?"

Jiang Yuyan: "Well, I'm here."

Dyed white silence.

This guy is really... naive.

In the sunlight, all kinds of rogues were lying on the head of the bed, and the youthful feeling was very strong, the handsome face was clean and clear, and the cold white fingers played with the dyed hands.

It is the moment of tranquility frozen in time.

If so,

The years are quiet.

Jiang Yuyan didn't know what to think, and suddenly said, "If..." He seemed to have no idea how to say it. He was quite distressed, and solemnly emphasized it again: "I mean if, one day."

He said, "Would you be reluctant if I disappeared?"

The young man looked at her almost reverently, with pure and clean eyes.

Ranbai turned his eyes slightly, staggered Jiang Yuyan's line of sight, and just said coldly: "Why, you want to go to heaven?"

"Maybe." Jiang Yuyan smiled.

He was not very obsessed with this topic, but just looked at the dyeing white quietly, and at a certain moment whispered softly: "If it were you..."

"I will definitely be reluctant." He murmured softly, and his voice would float in the air at any time, and it was too late to capture any traces.

so.

Please forgive his selfishness.

Ranbai didn't hear what Qing Jiang Yuyan was saying, but she didn't ask any more questions.

Not a word.

Later,

She is always thinking,

If I wasn't so calm; I wasn't so rational; I wasn't so speculative,

Weigh the pros and cons; not so self-righteous to call it love, but that's it.

An unspoken word has become something that can never be said.

At first, it was only normal, until later... I never even had the opportunity to say it.

"Then I'm leaving." Jiang Yuyan blinked slightly, his jet-black pupils contained a clean smile, his expression was the same as usual, showing a sense of evil and wanton youth, and there was nothing unusual in his tone, "Goodbye."

Alright.

goodbye……

Ranbai said, "Goodbye."

She watched Jiang Yuyan walk out of the ward without stopping.

The young man's back is young and tall, it is the dawn, the scorching sun, and the eternal divine residence.

I do not know when the snow had stopped, and a faint wisp of light appeared in the sky. It seemed to be a fine and clear light. It fainted on the young man, and even the outline was slightly blurred. Really, like flowing water, swaying back to the wind, lifting a piece of clothes, brushing the slight waves in my heart, surging through the sun, with a clean breath, but I can't catch it, it's futile.

If you don't pay attention, it's empty.

The back that was fixed in the eyes, like a static painting in the dusty years, has appeared countless times in life, but Ranbai has never reached out and grabbed it once.

until one day,

Very suddenly, without any warning, disappeared.

Since then, Ranbai has never seen the back again.

Jiang Yuyan did not leave directly, but went to Shi Qingci's office.

The young doctor raised his eyes slightly from the case, glanced coldly at the visitor, then withdrew his gaze, long eyelashes covered the blue-black under his eyes, and closed the case.

He has been investigating Xinyuan through various means and contacts these days, often staying up all night without any available news.

Jiang Yuyan stared at Shi Qingci for two seconds, smiled, and sat in front of the doctor.

The first sentence of the mouth is.

"I have a source of heart here."

It was such a succinct sentence that made all the movements of Shi Qingci stop.

Jiang Yuyan didn't seem to think that what he said was shocking, and the second sentence that followed was: "You can prepare for surgery as soon as possible."

Shi Qingci asked, "Who?"

"You'll know when the time comes." The young man smiled nonchalantly, and set the time directly: "What about just a day later, I'll give you one day to prepare, and make sure that there are no mistakes from the beginning to the end of this heart transplant operation. , let her be safe."

"Jiang Yuyan." Shi Qing called his name word by word, his eyes dark like the night sky in the early morning, still asking: "Who?"

"Is this question important?" Jiang Yuyan smiled coldly and arrogantly: "We all have a common goal, that is to keep her alive, that's enough."

Jiang Yuyan said frankly, "I won't hurt her, and I believe you won't either."

After speaking,

The boy is gone.

That was not the last time Shi Qingci saw Jiang Yuyan, but it was one of the few times.

The doctor was alone in the office for a long time, his expression submerged in the darkness, dyed in the darkness.

When Yun Man and Ju Shichang learned about this, it was as if a dead tree was in spring, and a white light instantly cut through the bottomless darkness.

"Yes, is it true?" Yun Man's voice was trembling, her eyes were red when she read the words clearly, she was a little hesitant, a little hopeful, and she was even incoherent, "Heart source... I really found and found the heart source. ?"

"Yes."

the next day,

God does not make beauty,

It has snowed since dawn, and neither the sun nor the light can be seen.

At first it was a little snow, but later it got bigger and bigger, and the snow was so white that it seemed like it could overturn the whole world.

The weather is so dark and foggy.

early in the morning,

Jiang Yuyan came to the hospital alone.

The sky was dark, and the winter night was still heavy. The boy was single, standing quietly in front of the girl's ward.

With a medical instrument attached to her body, the girl fell into a coma, her long eyelashes drooping down her slender shadows, which was a bit less inapproachable than when she was awake.

His face was very pale, his eyebrows were picturesque, and he was fragile and empty like a delicate doll.

Just like the spring rain of apricot flowers to her back then, her figure in white robe and umbrella was as slender as a landscape of ink.

Quiet in the ward,

There is no sound.

Quiet, you can clearly hear your own heartbeat.

The early morning night was silent and long.

The boy's eyes are dark, but when staring at the girl, his eyes are bright, and when his eyes are low, they almost overflow.

His long white fingers pressed against the edge of the hospital bed and leaned down.

The long eyelashes half covered the deep glint in the eyes.

Focused and pious eyes are the love of young people in their entire lives, like the starry sky on a midsummer night, the endless burning wilderness.

The ward is dark, there is no light, and the expression is blurred. You can faintly see the tall silhouette of the young man and the movements that he cherishes.

His eyes are like a deep sea, and there is an inescapable sadness in Buddha, which can indulge people.

Such a look is hard to deny.

"There is a probability of forgetting part of the memory after hearing about the change of heart."

""No matter what the future holds, please remember—"

The young man's voice fell in the long and dark night, as if the cold white and thorough gentle light, faintly carried the feeling of loneliness and fiery hot to the heart.

"Jiang Yuyan loves you."

The youthful breath enveloped the girl, and the light fragrance lingered in the clean and refreshing room, and gently dropped a kiss on the dyed white lips.

then--

He turned around and left, resolute step by step, single-minded and full of loneliness.

only for one person.