Rebirth of the Hand and Heart

What did he see?

He saw the man slowly opening his eyes. His unexpected black grape-like eyes were still out of focus, and his thick eyelashes trembled, as confused as a newborn baby.

Time seems to stand still at this moment. Is this a dream? If you are in the same dream as Mr. Wu, will everything disappear after you wake up?

After standing there for a long, long time, the person on the bed had the strength to turn around and look at him, and his confused eyes became clear.

"You..." Nineteen struggled to speak, but the other person just stood there blankly. When did his Jun'er become so... so cute?

His usually cold and inhumane expression disappeared. Should he be happy? But isn’t he dead? Could it be that... Well...

He frowned as his chest hurt. The man who was still dazed suddenly came out of his own world. He took a few steps to the hospital bed and said in disbelief: "You're awake, you're really awake! Where does it hurt?"

I’ll call you a doctor!”

Just as he was about to ring the bedside bell, his wrist was gently held without any force, but it successfully stopped him.

"Jun Jing...where is this..." His throat was dry and bitter, but he could still speak, indicating that someone had given him water before.

His expression of joy froze, Jun Jing...who is Jun Jing? He broke away from Jiu Jiu's hand and said coldly: "This is a hospital. I know you don't know what a hospital is, but this is a place where you can heal your injuries.

, just lie down and don’t move, otherwise you deserve to be hurt to death!”

Nineteen was indeed obedient, but his heart felt like it was being tightly grasped...

Who do you think I am?

Although this place was very unfamiliar, and the behavior of the doctor who came to examine him made him feel scared and confused, but as long as he saw the person he loved most by his side, nothing really mattered.

"My health is fine. It's just that I'm still a little weak recently. I'll just take supplements and slowly nurse myself back to health." The white coat wrote something on the paper and said without raising his head.

"Well, thank you doctor"

After confirming that the person was really fine, he sat in front of the bed, his face looked ugly, but he still asked: "What do you want to eat or drink, I will get it for you."

"No," Nineteen shook his head slightly, "I don't want to eat anything, I just want... I just want to talk to you, Jun Jing, what happened, why didn't I die?"

He bit his lower lip tightly and couldn't stand it anymore and said: "My name is not Junjing!!! Don't call me that, or else!" The raised hand still couldn't fall down.

Nineteen saw the gauze wrapped on his hand and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with your hand? Is it injured?"

He shook his injured hand with a sneer: "Who are you concerned about? Let me tell you, I am not Jun Jing, my name is Wu Yan. This is the world after a thousand years. You are not dead, but you have slept for a thousand years! Yes.

I saved you, but let me tell you, I can save you, or I can kill you again!"

Nineteen smiled, happily and gently, but it hurt him deeply.

"It doesn't matter where we are here. I only know that you are Jun Jing and you are him... No matter how many years or how many reincarnations there are, you will remain unchanged in my heart." After seeing his cute appearance for the first time

He really has a bad temper. Shan Junjing has a bad temper. He knows this better than anyone else.

Wu Yan was so angry that he had nothing to say. He could only stare at him with a pair of charming red phoenix eyes.

"Don't be angry, I feel bad for making you angry," Nineteenth said softly, "I don't even remember myself, and I definitely don't remember who I am. My name is Nineteenth, Nineteenth, Nineteenth.

…”

Wu Yan lowered his eyes in embarrassment. He had lived for twenty-two years and had never been moved by emotion. This was the first time someone said such unflattering words of love to him, but why...why did his heart beat so fast...

Nineteen, he remembered this name