Chapter 258 Dreamer

I have no idea what happened next.

I was suffering from a serious illness, and I felt like I was constantly rotating between the hell of steamers and the hell of icebergs. Sometimes I felt cold to the bone marrow and shivered, and sometimes I felt hot all over, as if all the water had been lost and I was slowly being roasted into a shriveled mummy...

The situation was still getting worse.

Every night, the festering wounds on my body would burst, as if countless ants were gnawing at me, and the pain and itching were unbearable.

In extreme pain, I would instinctively wake up, as if I had done too many things that were against the will of heaven, and God wanted to punish me in this way. I couldn't muster any strength in my body, my throat was dry and I couldn't make a sound, and my dry and scarce physical strength was not enough to make me move. I could only stare at the ceiling with my empty eyes. In fact, I couldn't see anything clearly. When the light shone into my eyes, it instantly turned into millions of bright spots of light, a white haze, covering the original brilliance of the world.

Sometimes, my mind, which had long become sluggish, would tell me that there must be someone around me, but what can someone do? I couldn't tell the pain, and I couldn't feel the other person's existence. I seemed to be abandoned by the whole world, and I was suffering endless pain day and night.

Just like that, day after day, day after day...

I don't know how long it has been, the pain seems to have no end, and there is no hope.

Life has become a burden for me.

If I could still speak, I would definitely beg Lao Bai to let him give me a quick death, but my throat was too dry, and my vocal cords were like rusty machines that had stopped working long ago, and I couldn't say a complete sentence at all.

Finally one day, this kind of endurance reached the critical point, and I really couldn't bear it. When the pain came again, I kept trying to control my body, almost overdrawing my life potential to mobilize my dry physical strength.

Gradually, I moved a little bit...

This made me ecstatic, at least I saw hope, so I kept trying, moving to the right little by little.

If I remember correctly, on my right is the kang head, which is sharp and angular, unlike the kang, and there is a mattress. If someone bumps into it, maybe... it's enough.

Some people say that suicide is a coward's behavior.

But I really can't stand it. When I killed the dragon vein, I was punished by heaven. I was planted on the ground like a carrot, exposed to the sun every day. The pain I endured was not even a tenth of what I am experiencing now. This has completely exceeded the limit of human endurance.

I never thought that sometimes it is so difficult to ask for death. Fortunately, after constant attempts, I got closer to the stove. I could feel it because my face was pressed against a slightly cold place, which was very comfortable. It must be the edge of the kang.

I lay here, motionless, and the pain from the many wounds on my body became stronger and stronger, but I didn't struggle anymore. I was recovering a little bit of my physical strength. When I felt it was almost done, I rushed forward with all my strength.

The whole process, there was no hesitation at all.

Boom!

I felt my head hit a sharp edge, and the crisp sound of bone cracking echoed in my eardrum, but I didn't feel any pain. Compared with everything I had endured in recent days, the pain of self-harm was really nothing.

I fell heavily to the ground, and a stream of heat flowed along my temples. I could feel my life constantly passing away. The heat in my body calmed down, and I walked towards the cold and darkness little by little, but the corners of my lips lifted involuntarily, revealing a smile.

Finally... is it over?

Maybe it's okay this way...

This is a slow process towards death, but I don't have the slightest fear, and I am very calm from beginning to end.

Just as I was getting more and more tired, my eyelids were getting heavier, and I was about to close my eyes, a person's figure suddenly appeared in the countless spots of light in front of me.

However, I couldn't see the other person's face clearly, I could only see a rough outline.

Is this an illusion before dying? !

Some people say that before a person is dying, he will see his true heart and the person he loves most.

I am a rough person, not so delicate. I just think everyone around me is precious. Who is the one I love the most? I have never had an answer.

So, I opened my eyes vigorously, trying to see the appearance of the person I love the most in my life.

Click...

A drop of cold water fell on my face and splashed.

Is that... tears?

The next moment, I felt myself being lifted up and fell into a warm embrace. The hazy face was closer to me, but I still couldn't see her clearly.

A delicate and soft hand gently pressed my wound, and then... I actually heard a voice.

The voice was ethereal and pleasant, not stained with dust. To me, it was like a fairy sound that pulled me back to the world.

"You've become so light, like a handful of dry bones..."

The other person sighed softly, but her voice was a little trembling, which more or less made her feel a little bit of fireworks: "I'm sorry, I ignored your feelings, I was too careless, I thought you were sleeping every day, now I know... it turns out that you are constantly suffering every day.

I'm really sorry, I pushed you to this point, I really didn't expect it to be like this, and I didn't expect you to be so loyal and strong, losing your life, borrowing your life, and now you are heading for death...

But don't be afraid, I'm always here, no matter what the price, I must pull you back!"

I was still trying to see the other person's appearance, but my breathing became more and more rapid, the oxygen in the air seemed to be sucked out, no matter how much I inhaled, it was not enough, I could only breathe hard, and I choked all of a sudden, and my body tensed up and twitched constantly...

The man suddenly shook me hard and said loudly: "Wake up! I have never taken care of anyone like this in my life. You are the first one. Therefore, your life is mine. If I don't nod, you will die!"

The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, but my mind became clear for a moment. Suddenly I thought-who is this person? He is so domineering and full of crooked logic. You take care of someone, so this person's life is yours?

The next moment, the man suddenly let go of his hand and slapped my head with one palm. A stream of cool air rushed into my body from the top of my head.

Miraculously, my breathing became smooth all of a sudden, and even the wounds on my body were not so painful all of a sudden, but I just felt a little tired.

"Take a rest..."

The man's voice was also a little tired: "Sleep peacefully, I will never leave again, I will accompany you here, and you must also promise me that no matter what you encounter in the future, you must be strong and never give up..."

What she said, she really did it.

After that, I could see her every time I woke up.

She was always by my side, using her slender fingers to touch every wound on my body. She always had a magical power. Those places touched by her would feel cool for a moment and no longer be so painful.

Most of the time, she was silent.

But sometimes, she would say something to me.

The most impressive time for me was when she stroked my wound and said to me with a smile: "It's good to be motionless like this. I have lived through a long time. I have maintained this posture for a long time. I can think and imagine, but I can't speak or move. At that time, I always analyzed my inner world and lived the most innocent life. Every morning and sunset, I was bathed in the sun and felt the purest beauty of the world..."

And I, as she said, can think and imagine, but I can't move or speak. The only thing I can do is to try to open my eyes and look at her. Although it is still blurry, just her almost perfect outline makes me feel at peace. Sometimes I think it would be good if I could always look at her like this.

Unfortunately, most beautiful things in this world cannot last forever.

Finally one day, I woke up and saw her again, but this time, she didn't stroke my wound again, but pinched my mouth open and poured me a bowl of very bitter medicine.

This bowl of medicine seemed to have a magical effect. After drinking it, all the pain in my body disappeared immediately, and even my thinking became clear.

She just sat beside me silently, looking at me steadily...

"Finally found this medicine. When you open your eyes tomorrow, you will no longer be so painful..."

She smiled gently, combed her hair, and said jokingly: "But, you must eat well after you wake up. You have lost too much weight recently."

These words fell into my ears, and there was only one thought left in my mind-so, you are leaving?

Suddenly, I actually felt a sense of gain and loss. I would rather never recover, maybe I can stay with her forever.

She also fell silent all of a sudden, sitting beside me, lowering her head and silently looking at her slender fingers.

Before I looked out the window, a gust of wind blew in, ruffling her black hair.

At that moment, I found that my sense of smell had recovered, and a burst of intoxicating fragrance came, refreshing my heart.

It was like the fragrance of some flowers, a little cool, and somewhat similar to the roses that my mother took care of all day...

This smell was really nice, but it seemed to be gone at any time, making me feel even emptier.

"Practice well."

After a long time, she finally spoke, whispering: "Remember, I gave you this life, so you are mine, and you are not allowed to give up your life lightly.

Oh, by the way, I have put away the painting that you always put by your pillow, and put it in the cabinet.

I know your heart, and I understand why you keep this painting, so keep it, but you don't have to look at it every night, it will make people think wrongly.

Well, that's all I have to say, I have to go, the road is long, take care of yourself, maybe we will meet again in the future."

After saying that, she seemed to have made a great decision, and got up to leave.

At this moment, I don't know where I got the strength from, but I suddenly broke free from the restraints of my body and grabbed her hand. It was very slender and soft. I squeezed it hard, wishing I could crush her hand, for fear that if I let go, we would never see each other again in this life!

"Why bother? It's not time yet..."

She sighed with regret, looked out the window with her head raised, and said, "Do you see the moon outside? If you miss me, look at the moon. I'm always watching you there."

After she finished speaking, her hand was boneless and she pulled away silently, leaving me with only a warm and cold memory. The only thing I can remember is the unique fragrance on her body.

Who is she?

Why did she save me?

Why did she leave?

I don't know, I only know that from then on, there lived such a hazy shadow in my heart. If I can't see you again, my life may be wasted like this...