[Mutual redemption of two little bitter gourds]
Jiang Lian had the longest operation in his life, which involved cutting open time four times, just to snatch one person back from fate.
The first time, he was on the hot asphalt road in June, with Lin Zhou lying on the ground outside the car;
The second time, he knew his life experience, saw through the true face of his blood relatives, broke the days of peaceful coexistence, and finally lost his hope and committed suicide by slitting his wrists;
The third time, he simply pointed the knife at the bloodline and sent his grandfather to prison with his own hands, but he heard his name and "College Entrance Examination Candidate Missing" scrolling side by side on the TV;
The fourth time, he retreated to the beginning of the story, turned around and left at the camphor crossing of Chonghe No. 2 Middle School, but Lin Zhou still caught up with a lollipop in his mouth, like a complication that refused to heal.
Everyone said that Dr. Jiang was naturally calm, but only he knew that every time the shadowless light in the operating room turned on, Lin Zhou's voice rang in his ears until the operation was over.
Later, when he woke up in the ICU, he discovered that the so-called reincarnation was just a seven-minute hallucination woven by the oxygen-deprived brain;
Lin Zhou's death certificate only contained one line: On June 14, 2015, he fell into a river and drowned while trying to save a child from drowning.
It turns out that no matter how many times he comes back, he can never be worth a word of fate.
So, Jiang Lian folded his white coat into his suitcase, hung his stethoscope on the route on the world map, and used 365 postcards to complete an autologous transplant without anesthesia.
Every time he wrote a line, he moved Lin Zhou's breath an inch closer to his heart, until the sound of the tide in the Pacific Ocean covered his heart, until the whales in the polar night said "I love you" for that person.
On the day when the cruise ship sailed to the end of the world, he stood on the deck and suddenly heard someone shouting "A Lian" from behind.
Looking back, the aurora is like a cut-open chest, grand and transparent; the hand stretched out in the backlight has a whale birthmark on the inside of the wrist bone, beating vividly to the beat of the heart.
This time, there was no car accident, no reincarnation.
This time, he finally said "I love you".
If you have ever lived your youth as a college entrance examination where you can never hand in your answer sheet,
If you also believe that time can be gently removed,
Please open "Wake Up But Not Awake",
Watch how the most cold-blooded surgeon spends the rest of his life completing the most fiery first aid.
If I can't save you, I will sew the whole world into your heartbeat.
Intention: Use 365 postcards to complete an autologous transplant without anesthesia.
