What's wrong......

What's wrong with me......

When there was a faint response from consciousness, I woke up exhausted from my slumbering dreams, surrounded by water, and I was still sinking in the depths of the river. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe cold water of the river has made my body incapacitated, and even the faint light that I see when I look at the surface of the river is the brain that has been delayed for a long time......

And I don't have any memories of before I fell into the river. All memories seem to have stopped at the last moment before Mooncicada and I escaped from the village...... No, nothing, no memory at all about how I fell into the river afterwards. I'm not even sure if the environment around me is real, what happened after I finished talking to the cicada at the time.

My body couldn't move, it was heavy, and I was allowed to let the cold of the river seep into the deepest part of my bone marrow, which made me more numb a little bit. Consciousness began to be uncontrollable and groggy, as if the body had accepted its fate to continue sleeping, giving up resistance and struggle.

But I can't die, at least, I can't die like this, I need to figure out what happened, exactly, why it happened.

I started to try to move my body, starting with small movements, so that my body began to react normally. Of course, I didn't dare to struggle recklessly, not only because I was afraid that inhaling more cold water would make my body more numb, but also because I was afraid that I had fallen into the icy water for another reason, and if the person who intended to kill me was still on the shore, then if I moved too much, I would only become more dangerous if I attracted attention......

But the body is not very cooperative......

Could it be that it is the poison of the Broken Intestine Grass?

Oops...... Suddenly there was a sense of sleepiness, and my body began to slowly sink into the cold and lose consciousness again, and all my thoughts gradually faded in the powerlessness of looking at the starlight on the water in despair......

I had a dream in which I didn't know where I was, but I saw that everything around me was barren, and the loess under my feet was mixed with dead grass and dead leaves...... As far as the eye could see, there was no vegetation to grow. In the air, there is a peculiar smell...... It seems to smell like something burned.

But in the dream of nothing, I couldn't see even the slightest spark.

Even in my dreams, I was able to try to restrain my emotions and calm myself down. It's funny to think about it, this is beyond ordinary people's self-control, and I don't know if it's good or bad, but since I'm used to this way of life, I'm more or less pathetic.

I don't remember being here in my short lifetime.

Can be faintly ...... In the bottom of my heart, there seems to be a feeling that I want to break through something and burst out...... Is it anger? Or, uneasy?

I was not completely unfamiliar with the feeling of this place in my dreams.

Wait, there's another flavor...... Blood...... I'm pretty sure it smells like blood.

In some of the cases I have experienced in my life or have had to go through, I can feel the smell of blood very sensitively. Because when this smell comes into my nose, it is like a poison that is spreading and invading my nerves...... Makes me excited.

I turned around, and there was a man standing very close behind me...... A very tall man...... The top of my head was just up to his knees...... I looked up at him, trying to see what the man I was defenseless against, and even when I spotted him suddenly, I was not afraid of him...... I threw my head high, but the glare of the sun made my eyes sad. I saw only one silhouette....... one that looked like it was covered with hair as dry as straw...... Huge, strong......

The look that Shen Zaiyang came from through the car window suddenly appeared in my mind.

A headache, that look ...... When I looked back, there was nothing left in front of me.

Nothing......

The sound of the water can still be heard in your ears.

Whoa......

I was standing there.

But in the blink of an eye, I was standing in an even stranger place.

It's like a hallway......

Again, it's not clear where to say, in short, it's strange.

The corridor was empty, but it didn't seem to be empty, and as I walked slowly forward, I could feel the changes in the air flow around me, and the air flow that accelerated from time to time was accompanied by a strange brush, as if I had passed by something, in a hurry.

However, I couldn't see anything, the only thing I could see was this corridor, a very long corridor, three meters wide, but there was no end in sight. Even if I occasionally felt like something was passing by me, it was a blur.

My snort could no longer give me any useful clues at this moment, and everything here was filled with a pungent smell.

I could only walk, go forward, as if I was being pulled by something, and go forward......

The ghost stopped in front of a door, and among the countless doors in this hallway, I don't know why, I stopped here.

Reach out and push the door.

I didn't feel the slightest bit of a real touch of the door, but I came in...... Got behind the door. I didn't know how to explain this series of feelings that I couldn't describe in technical terms, and when I turned around, the door was still closed, right behind me.

With a stomach full of confusion, I wanted to try to find even the slightest trace in this room that I cared about alone, and this clueless status quo was almost impossible for me to balance.

Then, slowly, I seemed to see a bed, white ...... There seems to be a person lying on the bed......

Who is it?

No, I can't see clearly...... I don't know if it's a problem with my eyes, but everything in front of me is indeed a little blurry as if it is coded, and some of it is very clear...... I still rubbed my eyes, but my vision didn't change because of this behavior.

Offensive, there really is no other way. At this time, I could only lean over to the bedside and lift the man's quilt to look at it, hoping to confirm who he really was and why he was here.

When my hand touched the quilt, the uneasiness in my heart became more and more violent, and my heart beat so fast that I was about to jump out of my throat.

Then, in a flash......

"Huo Shao?!"

"Huo Shao! Huo Shao!! ”

Huo Shao? It's me...... But the people who call me that......

When I opened my eyes again, my body was so weak that I didn't even have half the strength, and everything in front of me seemed to be as blurry as a white veil......

"Great! You're finally awake. Wait a minute...... "Xiao Yang's mood fluctuated greatly, he threw himself on the side of the bed, and the sound of his speech shook my ears and made the bed sound like it was about to break...... Immediately thought of something, and hurriedly ran out, "Doctor!! Doctor! Huo Xi woke up! ……”

He also had an uncomfortable respirator on his face......

But two vague memories appeared in my mind......

Am I here, coming back?

So, Xiao Jue...... No, and all my experiences at that time, why are they so real......

Was it just a dream I was in a coma after a car accident?

Just a dream of nothingness?

But when I think of Xiao Jue, my heart hurts so badly that my thoughts are so overwhelming that I am almost out of breath. That kind of sadness is not something that this ventilator can relieve......

When I met Xiao Jue, was it just a dream?

I reached out to remove the respirator that was pressing against my face and was making me feel uncomfortable.

In my ears, I heard a woman's voice in a trance, "...... Your life was given to you by me, but you should come back. ”

……

It's been three days since I woke up from that dream. And the signs of my condition improving in the past three days are a miracle in the eyes of Xiao Yang and all the medical staff who have accompanied me through the most dangerous period.

According to Xiao Yang, I was taken to the hospital by a person after a car accident. I was covered in blood and was in a severe coma.

I asked him about the person he sent me, and Yang couldn't explain it, he said he hadn't seen the person. After the man took me to the hospital, the hospital contacted the police and he disappeared. Because Xiao Yang suspected the identity of that person, he retrieved the surveillance video of the place where I had the car accident and the hospital that day, although there was no way to see who the person who hit me with a car was, it was certain that the person who sent me was not the person who hit me with a car.

The surveillance footage retrieved shows that during the continuous escape of the motorist, the person who rescued me had already rushed to my side and taken me to the hospital. He wore a large black hoodie that covered his face......

It's this guy again...... I took the photo from the screenshot of the video, but I was very impressed by the person in the photo.

He saved me once, when I went to Shen Shijing's apartment, when I was almost hit by a motorcycle that suddenly came out, it was the man in the black hoodie, who didn't know where to pounce and saved me.

Who the hell is this man, who saved me twice and three times, as if he knew that I was in danger......

It hurts a lot......

But if you think about it this way, is the motorcycle that crashed into me at that time also Shen Zaiyang?

According to hospital records, I was in a coma in my hospital bed for nearly two months and had been diagnosed as brain dead. Then I'...... I never wondered what had happened to me during those days known as coma. I can be sure that everything that happened in that ancient time was very real, and while I can't explain why such a strange thing happened, I don't hesitate to make sure that memories are true.

However, what made me even more concerned was that at the beginning of here, Professor Ruan and I were obviously hit by Shen Zaiyang's car, lying on the hospital bed and becoming brain dead...... And in that world, I was with the moon cicada, not sure what happened to make me fall into the river and put me in crisis, but I was indeed on the line of life and death, and then returned to ...... Hospital.

That's right, the memory at that time is clearly the corridor of the hospital.

The smell that makes my sense of smell very uncomfortable is the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital.

Is it a rift in spacetime? Or Stephen? William? Black holes by Hawking? (To be continued.) )