Chapter 189: Life hangs by a thread

(a)

Hurried footsteps came from the hallway outside.

My aunt and I looked at each other.

"What's going on out there?" My aunt asked. I put down the bandage in my hand.

The door creaked open, and my uncle's 13-year-old third daughter ran in panting.

She ran up to me and tried hard to drag me to my feet.

I said, "What's going on?" She said, "Go!" Father called you! ”

She said, "The second brother is back!" But he looked like he was going to die! ”

My mind went blank all at once. I stood there scorched and scorched as if I had been struck by thunder.

My aunt stood up and shouted, "It's not taboo for children to talk!" No nonsense! Look scares your sister! ”

The third sister said aggrievedly with tears: "I don't have nonsense! It's really the second brother, they're back! The second brother was injured a lot, and he was very sick, and the doctors in the town were there. It was my father who told my sister to come over right away! ”

My aunt saw that I was still standing there, so she pushed me hard: "Don't go yet!" ”

(b)

"Qin'er, come over quickly! He's been reading your name. ”

As soon as I appeared at the door, my uncle rushed out, grabbed me by the arm, and dragged me into the house.

There was a panic in the room.

I saw the doctors doing everything possible to lower your temperature, the servants brought cold water from the well in the courtyard, the doctors added all kinds of medicines to it, your shirt was uncovered, and they hurriedly wiped your body over and over again with cool cool water.

It's only been a few dozen days, but I almost don't recognize you.

Your face is already burning red, and your lips are red as if blood is about to ooze out. Your eyes are slightly open, and I hear your faint voice.

You're saying my name. You are saying my name over and over again, almost in an inaudible voice!

I kneel beside your bedside. I saw the festering wounds on your body, looked at the blackened skin, looked at the dark pus and blood, and my tears flowed out of my eyes.

I looked at Wu Shun. I asked, "How did it hurt like this?" How could he be hurt like this? ”

Wu Shun lowered his head under my gaze, and I saw tears welling up in his eyes.

I hold your hand.

I was taken aback again. I was so shocked that I stood up. "How can it be so hot?!" I blurted out. However, I don't need to answer. Your shocking wounds have provided the answer. All of a sudden, my heart was in shambles.

At this point, you muttered my name again.

I kneel beside you again. I said, "I'm here, I'm right there with you." Do you hear me? ”

Then I understood, you can't hear me. It's just babbling when you have a high fever to the point of coma.

I'm right there with you, but I can't be in your consciousness.

I can't be like a light that illuminates your dark world.

I'm right next to you, but I can't get close to you.

I can only watch you fall into that dark world.

Why is there always an insurmountable wall between us? Why is there always something that keeps me out?

I asked the doctor, "Is he dangerous?" ”

"Very dangerous."

"Can you bring him back?"

"We'll do our best, but it's up to him to get through it."

My knees went limp. I couldn't continue to stand. I sat down on my knees.

- You will! You won't just leave us in this world!

(c)

From the moment I saw you, from the moment I heard you keep whispering my name, I couldn't leave you.

In the whole world, only here is the light, only here is the air, and only here is the meaning of life. I can't go anywhere else.

I can't survive anywhere else.

If I can't see you're still breathing, I can't breathe anymore.

So, from that moment on, I watched over you day and night.

Just as when you saw me about to fall off a cliff, you had to hold me with your whole life and keep me from falling into the abyss, so did I. I must also use my whole life to hold you tightly and prevent you from falling into the boundless darkness.

I know I'm not a doctor, and I don't have the skills to rejuvenate.

I just want to let the light of my life shine on you.

I just want to be a ray of light that shines into your dark unconscious world.

But how can we become that light?

Can anyone tell me how I can get to the edge of the line between life and death for another person? How can we accompany and lift the loneliness of another person in that world? How can you make him feel like something close and friendly to him in a place like that? How can we get into that moment and help him not to suffer so much?

You muttered my name. There are billions of people in the world, and you only say my name. I'm the power you thought of to support you. But I can only stay by your side like this, and I can hardly do anything. Why am I so powerless?

I will never forget those days and nights at the water. married Liu Shen and became the mother of so many princes, how many women in the world envy that kind of fate, they diligently want to get that position, that status, that glory and that power. But none of that was what I wanted. Those are nothing but mortal powers. At times like these, they're all useless.

All mortal powers cannot save a person from death, nor can they help a person in the place where life and death are divided. The light of mortal dust does not shine into the world of death.

From then on, all I wanted was extraordinary power. It's the kind of power that many people have told me doesn't exist. That extraordinary power that can transcend life and death. I can give up everything and just want this kind of power.

Yes. I just want the power of God. I just want the power to create. I just want the ultimate power of that universe. From the very beginning, I just wanted this power. I don't want this power to be able to play with the world in the palm of my hand, nor do I want to be above all living things. I want this power for one thing: to be able to help the life that has lost all help in that place between life and death.

It is my sincere desire that one day I will find and possess such power.

So many people have accepted the powerlessness in the face of death. However, I do not accept it. I don't want to face death like this forever.

Death. It harvested so many lives. Do we have to be like this forever, forever defeated by its sickle?

I absolutely don't believe we can't do anything. Absolutely not convinced!

Everything has its opposite. Just like any toxin, there is bound to be a formula to detoxify it.

Even in those days and nights near the water, I made a vow that I would find the way to break life and death, life and life, from the poor to the yellow spring.

And you were born into my world, and endured countless hardships and hardships, and all the ups and downs of fate, just to be able to inspire this rare and precious wish of mine to break life and death.

Just to help a life bring it out.

Now, I get it. When a life's heart sincerely arises a desire to break the confusion of life and death, the knot of life and death is loosened. In countless worlds, the gap between life and death has been filled. The power of this thought is so amazingly great, infinitely great, and all-pervasive. So, it's really worth giving everything and enduring everything to excite.

It took so long for me to reach the age of gray hair, and I finally understood: it turned out that our meeting was not for love, but for education.

Like, all the encounters in the world are not about love, not about enmity, but just for edification.