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She had just come out of prison. In 2007, she was in a bar. Someone at the table opposite me whistled at her and invited her to drink with me. I drank too much, so I pulled out the dagger I brought with me and stabbed me. This stab lasted fifteen years. I remember that when I entered, there were people all over the street. It's about praying to Buddha, it's cold on a lonely sandbank, etc. It's been fifteen years, things have changed. She came to see me once last year and told me she was getting married. I didn't tell her about commutation of her sentence. After a brief chat, I turned around and left. In the past 15 years, I have farmed, raised pigs and made clothes. , My heart has long been calm. After I came out, I went to see her downstairs once. She was very happy. I was also very happy. It was time for me to think about my life. I had a dream last night. The problem was 15 years ago. Familiar streets and familiar scenes, but I just couldn't find the familiar one. Man, I woke up crying in the dream. The past cannot be taken back. Now all that is left is nostalgia. I am almost 30 and suddenly feel confused. I often can't sleep at night. I sit on the road, drinking wine and smoking alone. I don't know how to take the road ahead? The night before her wedding, I secretly came downstairs to her house. I saw the words "Happy" on the window at the door and the lights in the house were on. I didn't dare to disturb her, so I squatted downstairs and smoked cigarettes one after another. Soon it was daybreak, and there was the sound of car horns and firecrackers in the distance. I knew that the wedding car was coming to pick her up. She was going to be someone else's bride today. She looked very beautiful today. I watched her get into the wedding car. The firecrackers went off and the car drove away. I was still following behind the convoy. Suddenly my phone rang. It was a text message from her. Don't send it. I will be yours in the next life, okay? Forget me, I cried heartbreakingly that day. Not long after, her best friend told me that she saw me squatting downstairs and smoking non-stop that day. She also cried all night and stayed up all night. I have no regrets anymore. Whether I succeed or fail, everything will be in vain when I turn around. Life or death, life only lasts a hundred years, so why should I be obsessed with one result. The only thing I want to do now is to go home and charge my phone. The phone is out of battery and I can't continue editing.

Is it just a hospital that can only talk rubbish and give credit to others for saving people? Waste pig feet! ! ! Bye bye to you

The pig's feet described by the author speak like a fool, without thinking, just speak directly. This kind of person can't stay in the hospital. You think everyone has a big belly and the supporting characters have no IQ.

This is not the only hospital. Why can't I choose based on my ability? Anyway, the more I look at it, the more disgusting it becomes.

Don't troll, it's my personal opinion, don't troll if you don't like it

It's the critical moment. You're out of context. Please update quickly.

Urgent update, urgent update, get enough ten Chinese characters.

Can you hurry up? I've given you all my receipts.

As soon as I saw the climax, I lost it and vomited

Can that woman really be a doctor? I feel like her endurance is a bit low! It is fundamentally different from the doctors in life. It was too emotional, and the doctors in the ICU were not that exaggerated.