Chapter 22
readx; The departure of any person is not a sudden decision, people are slowly changing, the leaves are gradually turning yellow, and the story is slowly written to the end. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Those fleeting moments seem to be separated by a layer of dusty glass. One side of the glass is smooth, the other side is blurry.
This kind of blurring is like the world in a dream.
Some people say that dreams have no color and no sound.
If that's the case, why do I often have colors in my dreams, and in my dreams you are waving at me in a white dress. If there is no color why I see, there is no boundless darkness in the light.
If there is no sound in the dream, why can I hear it, you are calling out to me, you are saying to me loudly, 'I'll be back,' and you are still looking at me reluctantly, trying to say those unfinished words to me. I desperately shouted at you, trying to tell you "I can't live without you", and you didn't answer.
Is this a dream?
What does a dream look like?
Why is there always your shadow in my dreams?
The rain fell and the trees rose early. Lin Feng went out early in the morning, and didn't go far before he saw the original trees and falling rain.
"Let's go now?" Hara Shu asked.
"Well, it's exactly this week,"
"And when are you coming back?" Luoyu asked.
"I'll come back tomorrow, my mother is in Dongzhuang Village, I must find her." Lin Feng said.
"Well, be careful!"
Luo Yu looked at Lin Feng, who was getting farther and farther away, and felt indescribably sad in his heart.
On a winter morning, fog fills the base of the mountain, and a little sun shines on the rough road. Lin Feng's back finally disappeared and came back to the sight of the rain.
There is no end to the road, Lin Feng walks alone.
The houses on the side of the street, because they have endured too much wind and rain, have cracked countless disorganized traces, like dried blood vessels, exposed in the sun.
Huge plane trees are on both sides of the street, and the pavement is covered with yellowing leaves, and the original trees that send away the forest wind and the falling rain are boring to walk. Passing by an alley, I happened to meet Chen Dongdeng who was going home.
"Hey, it's raining, what are you doing?" Chen Dongdeng said with a smile.
"Damn, I forgot to turn over the yellow calendar when I went out today." Haraki said.
"It's nothing, let's go."
"Uh-huh".
"Stop," Chen Dongdeng said a little angrily, "Falling rain, you know that I like you, I am not better than Lin Feng, what is good about him Lin Feng, poor bastard, falling rain you....''".
"Enough, I know that Lin Feng has nothing, although he has no money in his family, but at least he is better than you, a hypocrite." Luo Yu said angrily.
"Do you hear that, don't bother us in the future, the rain has said, if you don't like it, you don't like it, you're really shameless, if I had you, you would have crashed to death on the ground." Haraki said.
If you don't like it, you don't like it.......
I don't like you, shameless.........
Shameless............
Shameless...........
.........
''Hmph, Haraki, you're fucking looking for death!''" Chen Dongdeng rushed over suddenly, and before he could punch him, Yuan Shu stomped on Chen Dongdeng's stomach. Because he didn't react last time, Yuan Shu was punched by Chen Dongdeng, and this time Yuan Shu was ready to strike first. The two men scuffled with each other. Luoyu on the side anxiously looked at the two people who were fighting together, and hurriedly prepared to pull the two people apart, but who knows, the two people who hit the head of the gas didn't care, and knocked the rain to the ground.
Luoyu, who fell backwards suddenly, hit his head on the bluestone slab on the ground, and the pain instantly spread all over his body along the nerves, "Yuan Shu, don't fight......... Raw tree, don't fight......... The original tree ...... "fell to the ground in the rain, the sound became quieter and quieter, and finally fainted.
Time seemed to have been pressed by someone to pause, it was a kind of silence where the heartbeat could be heard, Yuan Shu and Chen Dongdeng looked at the rain lying on the ground dumbfounded. The hair tied up by the falling rain was also knocked and scattered, the eyes were half-open, and the sloppy gaze could not see any color, and the white shirt on the body was also red with blood.
Chen Dongdeng sat on the ground, his mind blank, and his body subconsciously leaned against the wall. Yuan Shu saw the rain falling to the ground, and said loudly to Chen Dongdeng; "What the fuck are you doing, go to the hospital and call someone!". '"Yes... To ....., call people, call people to save the rain". Chen Dongdeng said hesitantly.
Yuan Shu ran over desperately, and then picked up the rain and ran to the hospital, "You hold on to the rain, you'll be fine, hold on!" ‘"。 Chen Dongdeng also ran in front like crazy.
"Ahhh Yuan Shu's sad tears flowed down, and the cold wind whistled in his ears.
When Yuan Shu ran to the hospital, there were several doctors standing outside, and Chen Dongdeng was lying on the ground in the hospital corridor tiredly. It is said that it is a hospital, that is, twelve doctors work here, and it is a hospital if it sounds good, and it is a larger clinic if it is bad, but this is the best hospital within a radius of dozens of miles.
The doctors pushed the rain into the emergency room, and Yuan Shu sat down to rest. The smell of disinfectant water continued to stimulate the nasal mucosa, and Yuan Shu kept clenching his fists hard, not knowing whether to worry or fear of losing, maybe both!
The residual blood slowly flowed down his arm, and the heavy smell of blood emanated from his body, stimulating Yuan Shu to suffocate. The white shirt was also stained red with blood, and the red was painful.
Just like not long ago, Yuan Shu was still talking and laughing on the street with Luo Yu, and they also went to send Lin Feng together.
All the time, just like yesterday, kept appearing in the mind of the original tree, and countless broken pictures, like glass that had been shattered for many years, were piecing together every trace of memory.
If something happens to the rain, even if Lin Feng will forgive himself, he will not forgive himself.
Don't forgive yourself.
Don't go back to forgive yourself ....