Standing in front of the window of the ward, looking out the window at the world covered in white snow, I just watched aimlessly, without a trace of focus. More than half a month has passed since that small conflict, and although it was only a one-sided provocation by Qing at that time, the next half a month was peaceful. Since this period of time, normal body functions have basically recovered, thanks to the little nurse who has always been enthusiastic but reckless, if it weren't for her help, Qing might have to spend more time to recover her body, and in return, every time Qing recovers some magic, a part of it will be quietly transmitted to her body, so that although there is no guarantee of no disease, but correspondingly, it can extend her life for a lot of time.

Tidy up the clothes on your body and tie up the gray hair that was not combed because she just got up. Qing turned away from the window and walked out of the hospital room. Entering the corridor, although it has been a month and a half since I came here, the basic layout has not changed a bit, and even the trash cans placed around the corner have hardly moved much. The third floor, where people come and go, is still busy, and from time to time someone passes by, but no one has the courage to talk to Qing.

Although no one has touched Qing, it can't be said that the popularity of Qing is not good, at least a week ago, some hospital personnel met Qing will say a few words, but just last week on Saturday or so, it is very unfortunate that Qing bumped into two bad people during the daily physical recovery exercise, and there is no doubt that the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, although the body did not recover much physical strength at that time, but the skills of hand-to-hand combat have not weakened at all-----

One broke three ribs and broke seven teeth, and the other was killed by Qing borrowing the strength of his companion's foot, and the other was broken for lifelong happiness, so the two bad people who sent their companions to the hospital were admitted to the same ward with another bad patient that Qing had never seen. So far, no one dares to talk to Qing, but Qing feels that most of the reasons may be the reason for that kick. But that's fine, Qing doesn't want to come into contact with too many people.

Take the stairs straight down to the first floor, and out of the stairwell, you will directly enter the lobby of the hospital. Qing looked around, and after not seeing the little nurse who had been taking care of her, Qing pushed open the door and walked out. When he came outside, a burst of cold overwhelmed Qing's body. With a hot breath on his hands, Qing walked towards the garden set up by the hospital. The thin hospital gown, the slippers in the hospital, and the outdoor appearance of Qing in a snowy environment are simply like a mentally ill person with bad spirits, but fortunately, the weather is cold, and no one usually wanders around the garden with only snow.

Shrinking back, Qing walked slowly down the snow-covered garden path. Although it was terribly cold and his feet were numb, Qing preferred to pay a certain amount of pain in exchange for this unrestrained sense of space, and there was no smell of strong disinfectant water than standing in a mild room and just standing in front of the window and looking at it from afar.

Walking slowly, even though it was cold and biting, Qing did not regret it at all. Although it was said that Qing wanted to run to such a cold place to suffer, it was true that even Qing himself couldn't tell why, just thinking that he wanted to go out for a walk, and he walked out without thinking too much. Maybe it's my natural rejection of enclosed spaces, maybe maybe I don't want to calm my heart---- I don't want to see the [dream] that repeats itself every time I close my eyes at night

Surprisingly, perhaps also unwilling to get in touch with the hustle and bustle, there was already a man in the garden pavilion where there was less snow, but still cold, and the smoke of cigarettes was rising