"Is it..."The sense of disparity in my heart can not be removed, I feel like a sinner, and the detachment of the person who hurts me the most should not be hurt spreads in my heart little by little.

"Are you okay?" looked at Wuzhong's somewhat prostrated expression, which made the nurse nervous.

"No... It's okay..."How can it be okay, my heart seems to have dropped a piece...

"Then you have a good rest, tell us if you feel uncomfortable, and I won't bother you. ”

Looking at the back of the nurse leaving, I sighed heavily, I feel that I am no longer a complete self, this feeling is very real, but I have to tell the reason, I don't know, it will probably be related to the person who has vaguely disappeared at the beginning...

Feeling powerless, I grabbed my hair that was a little messy and decided that I still didn't want to, maybe I would know one day.

"That's... It's rude to ask that, but we're still curious, how did you get hurt?" came a low inquiry from the hospital bed next to it.

I turned around and saw that it was a middle-aged woman talking to me, who looked very energetic.

"Well, what do you want to know?"

"So what you mean to tell us?" the middle-aged woman's voice could hear a little excitement.

"Aren't you the only one, how can you call us..."Before the words fell, I saw the floating feeling of the curtains, and looked at the heads that came out one after another, and I felt my scalp tingle...

"This is not very good, after all, it is an injury incident that has not been made public, and it will cause unnecessary misleading..."Looking at such symptoms, Wu Zhong hurriedly replied with a sleek sentence, and began to avoid his gaze with some unconfidence.

"Hey, how can you do this, we want to know it, you just tell us", listening to the middle-aged woman's somewhat coquettish voice, "No, no, no, it's better not to be like this..."

"Don't be so stingy, tell us how it is, you see you're so handsome..."

"Ahem", I coughed lightly, "Spare me..."

"That's right, little brother, don't do this, tell us", although there was a change this time, but after the second person started speaking, someone spoke one after another.

I feel miserable, and I wish someone would step in and interrupt them, or be as quiet as he is...

"Quiet..."Wuzhong looked at his hand a little blankly, "Quiet... Who..."

It's such a natural situation again, but I don't feel at all who I'm talking about, "It's another person, that friend of mine?"

Watching Wuzhong suddenly talk to himself, the space around him that was originally a little irritable was quieted a lot, and the people who were muttering on their faces were also interrupted by the people around them.

"Little brother, are you alright?"

As if he hadn't heard, the patient asked again, "Are you alright?"

"Quiet..."I was still talking to myself, hoping that I could remember something, but the people around me were a little nervous.

"Are you alright?" asked some people as they continued.

"Miss Nurse, Miss Nurse!" someone shouted to the nurse who was not far away.

In short, when everyone was busy making a mess, Wuzhong got out of the situation just now that there was only his own world, and looked at everyone around him, who didn't know what he was busy with, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"It's not like you've been chanting the word 'quiet' just now, and you didn't react when we called you, so everyone thought something was wrong with you, but you came to ask us like a nobody", the middle-aged woman looked at me with an innocent face, and said angrily.

"But I didn't hear you talk to me, starting with me..."

"From the moment you started to say 'quiet', as if you had fallen into an evil spirit," the middle-aged woman bent down and looked down at me, "You didn't do something wrong, right?"

"How is that possible!" I replied with a serious expression, but soon the people around him laughed, "Don't tease him, what a simple child."

"yes, yes"

"But didn't you really hear us call you?"

"No, I promise, maybe I'm too involved..."I also felt a little strange, it was impossible not to hear it, at most it was ignored, but in retrospect, there was no other sound coming into my ears at all, as if my eardrums were isolating other sounds.

"Okay, okay, let's all go back to our beds, this patient has just woken up, don't all gather around here, let others have a good rest", it seemed that the nurse who was called by the call just now, but as soon as I entered the door, I saw everyone talking around my bedside, and quickly dispersed everyone.

"Hehe, it's okay", I looked at the serious appearance of the nurse, for fear that these good people would be reprimanded, "It's good to talk to everyone".

"You just have a good rest", ignoring my heavy reaction, he let me go down again, "A good rest is the strength to protect everyone, isn't it?"

"It's so convincing, everyone here thinks like this in their hearts.

It wasn't until I gradually felt sleepy that the nurse left the bed and went on to do something else. And the people around him didn't talk loudly anymore, and took care of each other.

Gradually falling asleep, the dream came quietly, in the dream, I was still lying on the hospital bed, but the curtain in front of the bed was suddenly opened, and a figure broke in, looking at himself worriedly.

The person holding my hand has been talking to the nurse next to me, and his hand is so cold, it's this person's hand ice, but I feel so warm...

I just looked at this man whose face was even more difficult to see, and saw that he was worried about himself, but he couldn't see his expression, but I could clearly sense that he was worried about me.

After the nurse left, the man didn't know what he was thinking with his head down, but soon he raised his head and said a word to himself, but I couldn't hear clearly, what it was, I couldn't hear clearly, you say it again...

The light pierced into his eyes violently, and I woke up, touching the tears left in the corners of my eyes, "Hey, what did I dream about just now?"

I looked at my hand in amazement, it felt as if it had just been shaken, I didn't remember, but my body felt like I remembered, thinking about whether I had dreamed of something that made me sad just now, but like a cloud of smoke, the dream disappeared.

It's obviously something that makes me sad, so I should have a memory...

But the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't remember, and when I looked at my hand again, I didn't feel anything anymore, as if the dream just now was the last memory of my body...