"What do you mean?"

I stood still.

The male doctor was leaving and I ran after him. "What do you mean! He's only been here for a few hours. I had breakfast with him in the morning. He drove me to work. He said..."

"Come with me."

The doctor interrupted me.

I was stunned.

I knew where he was taking me. I stood there and shook my head. "No! You're lying to me! How could he have died!"

There was no warning.

I didn't believe it!

How could I believe it?

Daniell was fine a few hours ago. Now the doctor told me he was dead?

I didn't want to see it. I didn't want to believe it.

I turned and left.

The doctor called after me, "Miss Carter, although Mr. Cook was in a coma when he was sent here, he woke up once in the middle of our rescue."

I turn around. "And then? Now that he was awake, why didn't you save him!"

I asked.

Now that he was awake, why did he still die!

"When he woke up, he said you would come. If you come, he asked me to tell you something." The doctor looked at me and paused. "He said he loves you. If there is an afterlife, let him meet you earlier."

"..."

"..."

"..."

I looked at the doctor and couldn't say a word.

Tears fell down the corner of my eyes.

My heart seemed to be pinched.

It hurt.

"Come with me."

The doctor waved at me.

I followed him to the basement floor.

It was much colder here.

The doctor took me to the door of the morgue. He opened the door and waved at me.

I stood at the door and looked in.

Maybe because the hospital was small, there was only one bed.

There was a man lying on it. He seemed to be a little shorter than Daniell. Daniell was taller than him.

Yes, Daniell was taller than him.

This was not Daniell.

I pretended to be relaxed and said, "this is not Daniell. Daniell is not that short."

I wanted to leave.

The doctor behind me said to me, "it's no use deceiving yourself and running away."

"This is not Daniell!" I lowered my head and said in a tone that even I felt guilty.

"Then go and have a look."

The man was covered with white cloth.

I couldn't see his face.

"OK."

I pretended to be relaxed. I stepped into the morgue.

When I got one step away from the bed, my feet suddenly seemed to be filled with lead and could not move a step.

The doctor followed in and went to the bedside and asked me, "do you want me to open it for you?"

"No! Don't move!"

I stopped him.

I was scared.

I didn't know what to do. I wanted to go back, but my feet couldn't move.

The doctor raised his hand and patted me on the shoulder. "Take a look. I think he wants you to see him, too."

Did he want me to see him?

The doctor's words seemed to encourage me. I finally got up the courage to take a step forward. I stood in front of the bed and put my hand on the white cloth. After a long time, I finally made up my mind to lift the white cloth.

I saw Daniell's face.

His eyes were closed. He was white but not pale.

He seemed to be asleep.

"Daniell..."

My tears fell down my eyes again.

I couldn't believe it. Daniell drove me to work in the morning but now he was lying here.

I reached for his hand.

Although it was a little stiff, it was warm!

It was actually warm!

"He's still alive! He's not dead!" I looked at the doctor and held his hand to touch Daniell's, "you see, his hand is still warm. He's alive!"

When a man died, his body was cold.

But Daniell's body was still warm.

He may not be dead!

The doctor took back his hand and looked at me sympathetically, "when a man dies, his blood circulation stops, but the body will not get cold immediately..."

"No, you didn't rescue him! He's not dead! He's not dead yet! Try again!"

I knelt in front of the doctor.

I folded my hands on my chest and begged him, "please help him. Try again. He's not dead."

The doctor looked at me and sighed, "Miss Carter, people can't come back from death. I think you'd better give us his information as soon as possible so that we can contact his family."

With that, he turned around and went out.

I chased after him.

Because I ran too fast, I fell and broke my hand, but I didn't care. I was after the doctor. "Please, he's not really dead. Help him!"

The doctor ignored me and went upstairs.

I ran up the stairs.

I ran to the doctor's office.

At this time, a nurse came over and suddenly stuck a needle in my body. I looked at her and wanted to struggle.

After only a few seconds, I felt my eyelids were heavy and I lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was in a familiar place.

A hotel.

I heard a knock at the door. I opened the door and saw a dining car at the door. The smell of rice wafted in through the door.

I looked up and saw Daniell standing at the door and said, "June, good morning."

"Daniell..."

I stared at him, confused.

But I took a step back and let him in.

He set breakfast for me and sat next to me to have breakfast with me.

Later, I went to the bathroom to wash.

When I came out, I saw him standing by the window and looking at me.

The sun shone on his handsome face. His eyes were crooked and he had a nice smile on the corner of his mouth.

He was so gentle and beautiful.

The golden sun was shining on him like holy light.

He said to me, "June, take good care of yourself in the future."

Daniell...

I looked at him and wanted to say something but I couldn't.

I tried to rush over and hold him, but I couldn't move my legs.

Then the sun got stronger and stronger. I couldn't see him clearly.

"Daniell, Daniell, Daniell!"

When I could shout, I opened my eyes.

My surroundings were white.

I recognized me in the hospital at a glance.

All that was just a dream.

Then a nurse came in and looked at me and said, "are you awake?"

"What happened to me?"

I remembered yesterday when I ran after the doctor and asked him to recheck Daniell, I got a shot.

"You were so emotional yesterday that we sedated you." The nurse explained to me.

I looked at her in confusion and thought of Daniell, "where is Daniell? How's Daniell?"

"His parents have come and are preparing to transport his body back to his hometown. If you go now, you may be able to catch up." The nurse said.

Was he going to be transported?

I didn't think about anything. I put on my shoes and ran out.