Chapter 57: The Far Gone
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In the dark night, the pouring rain bombarded the field, and in the distant direction, there was even a muffled thunder rolling through the clouds, and the sound was so loud and low that it seemed that the sky was falling.
In the dark space, a little orange light lit up, and the light was refracted by the rushing rain curtain, forming a cloud outside the car window, and in the car, Ahn Junhyuk, who was sitting next to Yuna's bed, withdrew the hand that was pressed on the girl's forehead.
The hot body temperature was still in the palm of his hand, and he turned his head helplessly to look at Lin Xiujing, who was concerned, and it seemed that it was above 39 degrees, and he should have fallen into the river at noon and got cold......"
To be able to reach such a high temperature, the fever definitely didn't start after she fell asleep, maybe there was a low-grade fever from time to time, but Yun'er has always been careless, even if she feels a little unwell, I'm afraid she won't take it to heart.
If it weren't for her having nightmares again, talking in her dreams to wake up Lin Xiujing, who was a little awake from sleep, a few people might not be able to.
"Taeyeon, have you found a fever reducer?
"Found it, found it. Taeyeon, who is wearing a nightdress, runs with her hair fluffy.
After that, a few people were busy, waking up Yun'er, who was still in a daze, and coaxing her to take medicine, but it didn't take long for her to vomit it all, and when she fed it again, it was like this again, so twice, the little girl vomited yellow bile water and came out, so scared that several people didn't dare to administer medicine indiscriminately.
Frowning and looking at the medicine bottle in his hand, Ahn Jun-hyuk is not a doctor, he can't understand that Yuna is a symptom, if she can't take antipyretics, if she continues with such a high fever, she may burn out.
Next to him, Taeyeon, Jisoo, and Lim so-jing came up with ideas, alcohol scrubs, cold compresses, etc., but now on the RV, there are no physical cooling conditions. Listening to the bed next to her, Yoon-a, who fell asleep after vomiting, began to whisper very quickly again, Ahn Joon-hyuk wiped the sweat from her forehead for her, and looked out the window with a deep groan.
It didn't take long for them to hear him say you stay here, I'll take her to the hospital!"
"Don't drive?" Several people were stunned for a moment, and Lin Xiujing immediately objected, "That's okay, it's raining so hard outside." β
"It's just that the rain is too heavy to drive, so I found my raincoat and walked with Yun'er on my back. β
"But ......" Lin Xiujing, who was worried about him, still wanted to persuade her, but she also wanted to persuade Ahn Junhyuk to choose the right one, the road outside was slippery, and the night was dark, and a car as big as an RV couldn't be on the road at all, otherwise it would be difficult to guarantee that there would be no problems. Rather than risk a car accident, it's obviously safer to walk.
But this is the nearest town, although it is only a few dozen minutes by car, if you walk, it will take an hour or two to say the least, and people who are healthy may be able to hold on, but Ahn Junhyuk is injured, she is really not at ease.
However, the words of persuasion were not spoken in the end.
Under the orange halo, Ahn Junhyuk gently held Yuna in his arms, wiped away the sweat for her, and whispered in her ear, the tenderness and love on his face at that moment made her deeply understand that if she stopped it, it would only make him unhappy.
So she swallowed the words she was about to say back into her stomach, paused, got up and found a raincoat and I will accompany you. β
"No, you stay here and take care of Jisoo and Taeyeon. β
After that, without waiting for her, Taeyeon, and Jisoo, Ahn Joon-hyuk picked up Yoon-a's back, unzipped her raincoat, and put her hands on her body, then picked up an emergency light, opened the car door and rushed into the storm.
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Memory is a very magical one, sometimes you want to remember clearly, but you always forget, sometimes you want to forget, but there are always some pictures in front of you.
Yuna had a dream!
It should be said that there is a memory that often appears in her dreams.
It seemed to be a very young age, and the picture, the boundless darkness enveloped a small hut in size, shrouded in the stale colors of old photographs. In the hut, the living room, which only has room for two tables, is small but warm, and there is a charcoal basin burning in the right place, and a beautiful woman is lying on the chaise longue next to the charcoal basin, sometimes hooking the sweater in her hand a few times with a crochet needle, sometimes smiling.
The love in those clear eyes, even if it was still very small, she could feel it, so she relied on it extraordinarily, and always reached out to that one after crawling a few steps, and screamed.
Then I will, pick her up. The figure was so large and secure to her, that she would hold her neck, hum and chirp, nestle in her arms, choke her fingers and fall asleep, and wake up and cry when she thought she had slept her, put her down and turn to leave.
The young child is so obsessed, but beautiful but not the slightest impatient, teaching her to crawl to stand, from standing to walking, to running, to her perspective of looking at her, and gradually growing from the calves to parallel to her eyes.
She played such an important role in her Lin Yun'er's life, but one day, she suddenly left.
The picture of the dream regressed, as if she was back when she was a child, and she stretched out her fleshy little hand to the figure, babbling. The figure turned around without hesitation, and faded away in the painful frame skipping and snowflake dots, becoming a vague outline in the field of vision, like crayon graffiti dragging lines, rough, uneven, flickering, deviating, and finally walking into infinite darkness.
It was as if my heart was being torn apart, and the pain struck violently, and then, wake up!
The moment he returned, he had a terrible headache, and he vaguely remembered who had given him the medicine, but his stomach was churning wildly, and after a short time, he vomited it all, and the only sobriety seemed to have left, and his consciousness fell into haze again.
Another messy memory, like a beating slide, plays back and forth in a dream.
In every broken, frozen picture, there is that existence. She feeds her, sings lullabies to her, combs her hair, and helps her push the swings...... Countless images flashed by in this way, each frame was still, and the only thing that changed was that, sometimes smiling, sometimes kind, sometimes loving. However, when these images seem to fast-forward to the end, they appear in a miserable gray.
Vast and boundless.
The gray space stretched majestically between her and that, so huge that she couldn't help but be afraid, afraid. The voice that seemed to echo in his ears, "Yun'a, don't be afraid, I'm here", but contrary to the gentle words, on the other side of the gray space, the one turned around expressionlessly and walked towards the depths of the space.
She was afraid to catch up, crying and screaming, but she couldn't catch up anyway.
"Liar!
She cried out to that side, ran so hard that her feet went limp, and she stumbled to the ground, and then woke up sharply in a sense of weightlessness that was incomparably clear.
The sound of the cold wind suddenly poured into her ears the moment she woke up, the wind blew coldly, and the rain roared. She didn't seem to be in the car anymore, a wide back carried her, and the moment before she woke up, it seemed that the person carrying her almost fell because of the slippery road, the light pillar of the emergency light flashed messily, and in the subtle light, she saw a green hand exposed, firmly grasping a branch that was swaying in the wind in front of the two of them.
"Hmm......"
I don't know if I knew it, but she seemed to hear a muffled grunt full of pain.
Clickββ!
After all, the slender branches could not bear the weight of the two people, and broke with a wail, the balance suddenly lost control, and the storm was raging, and she only felt a tightness around her body, and the warmth wrapped her, followed by it, and the vision began to rotate, turn up and down, and roll, but the expected pain was not at all, and the hazy thoughts were strange, until the tumbling did not know how long, and finally stopped, and the force that had been surrounding and imprisoning her suddenly relaxed, and the wind blew the raincoat, and the cold rain poured on her face.
With a hard blow, the hot head cleared, and the thoughts that had been almost stagnant before began to turn.
She looked up, and with the glow of the emergency lights that were also rolling down, she saw a picture that made her heart suddenly rise to the sour.
Her handsome brother propped himself on the ground with one hand, completely invisible to the coldness, fierceness and immobility she had ever seen, he seemed to have fallen from the high altar, like an impatient mortal, and he grabbed the emergency lamp fiercely, the hand that grabbed the lamp, the blood was all over the place, mixed with the rain and mud into a strange color, the pain made his expression distorted, but even so, he still held himself above her, shielding her from the wind and rain.
Then she felt that he picked her up, and brought her to her ear in a gentle voice that did not match the anxious expression at all, and said softly Yun'a, don't be afraid, I'm here. β
In the previous dream, she had heard such a sentence countless times, but it only made her resentful.
Now I suddenly realized that it turned out to be ...... They're not the ones they say......
Yes, here he was, even if he fell, he didn't let go of her, even if he rolled down the hillside, he kept her in his arms and didn't leave for a moment.
The sourness in her heart began to boil, gradually overflowing from the corners of her eyes, and the pain carried out from the dream receded like a tide in an instant, and Yuna struggled to open her eyes wide, imprinting the dark and blurred outlines deep in her eyes.
The wind was raging outside, but his embrace was as warm as late spring.
At this moment, the girl suddenly felt that she really had to forget something, because there were more important memories that needed to be filled in......
Many years later, Lin Yun'er, who had grown up, wore glasses, sat in front of the orange lamp, recalled this night, and wrote in the spread out diary-
A man deceived me, and that was the first time I felt betrayed. But there is one more person who erases the betrayal from my heart. Looking back now, that rainy night was probably the opportunity to change my life. 15-year-old Lin Yun'er grew a lot in that moment, she got out of the nightmare, and she began to fall in love with a man......
Remembering this, there seems to be another rainy night in front of me, holding the petite her, the figure of the difficult trek. At the end of the field of vision, the dark rain curtain of the town is dotted by the lights, and it seems that it will never be close, and the pain of high fever still torments the little girl, but the girl's heart is more like entering a harbor.
The woman under the lamp, smiling quietly, continued to write:
β¦β¦ Yes, not a hazy green liking or liking, and since then, I have fallen in love with him...... To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to () subscribe, reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )
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