At Kyoto Daiichi Hospital, the boy on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes, and his blue pupils were as gorgeous as gemstones. The boy turned his head to look out the window, the sun was just right at this time, and the white skin and hearty white hair made the young man in front of him look like a white porcelain doll. The boy has a nice name, called, Fengle. Vulnerable and strong......

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I know you feel guilty about your mother's affairs, but the world is impermanent, this is fate! I don't think your mother wants to see you like this in the spirit of heaven. The man leaned over and put his hand on Feng Le's shoulder, so comforting Feng Le.

"You don't understand, you don't understand! If it weren't for me, Mom and Dad wouldn't have quarreled, Mom wouldn't have moved out, and she wouldn't have died, it's all my fault! It's all my fault!" Feng Le suddenly opened the hand on his shoulder, his face hideous, and let out a roar like a beast. This is something that Fengle can't let go of for the rest of his life, so in Fengle's consciousness world, a family of three lives happily together.

The man next to him suddenly broke into his world, saying that all this was fake, and pestering him all the time, how could he accept it. Yes, he knew the world was unreal, but he would rather perish.

"Smack"

The man slapped Feng Le heavily when he looked at his ugliness, "Is this how you repay your father for his nurturing kindness over the years?"

Feng Le's body couldn't help but tremble, clenched his fists, and his tears were completely controlled, and he couldn't stop flowing down.

The man sighed, "Your father is still waiting for you to go back." ”

After a moment of silence.

“...... Let me think. Feng Le wiped away his tears, and left without caring about the man next to him.

The man was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything more. There are some things that he can't control, time is running out, I just hope that Fengle will quickly figure it out and return to reality.

In the evening, Fengle's family had dinner together, and seeing his parents talking and laughing, Fengle's eyes became moist again.

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"Eh, why are you still crying when you wake up?"

The little nurse's crisp voice pulled Fengle back to reality from her memories, and when she turned her head, she saw a little nurse changing potions for herself.

"No, it's okay, I'm fine, thank you. ”

Feng Le wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, is it a dream?

The little nurse looked at Fengle and smiled playfully, "That's good." ”

"Hmm. ”

"The potion has been changed, I have to quickly tell everyone the news of your awakening, that's it, have a good rest." ”

Soon after, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and the person who came was a middle-aged man, perhaps too anxious to open the door and a little rough.

Feng Le looked at the middle-aged man, he couldn't tell what he felt, his messy hair, his rough breathing, and a wet shirt on his chest, obviously this person ran all the way.

The middle-aged man slowly walked to Fengle's bed, took Fengle's hand and held it in the palm of his hand, his eyes were hidden with endless tenderness, "Fengle, you can be regarded as awake, you won't leave your father again, right?"

This man turned out to have such a fragile side, Feng Le suddenly felt that his heart was pricked by a needle, and he must do something for this man.

Feng Le moved his body to sit up, and he didn't know what mood he was in, Feng Le touched the man's head like his mother touched his own head, "Dad, Feng Le is awake, Feng Le will never leave Dad again...... Sorry for worrying you!"

Just like a beast that has been imprisoned for a long time has suddenly been released, the middle-aged man has finally taken off all his disguises, without the maturity and stability of an adult, without the solemnity of being an elder, crying loudly like a child and venting to his heart's content.

Not long after, an inopportune knock sounded on the door, and the middle-aged man put away his emotions and looked like he was not approaching.

"Sorry to disturb you. But the necessary examination is indispensable, so I can only trouble Mr. Feng to go out for a while. "Yang Jiarui, the first psychiatrist in Kyoto and one of the half-dead researchers, is obviously here for a clear purpose.

Three days ago, Feng Le entered a half-dead state due to a car accident, and now Feng Le's awakening may make the study of half-dead people go further.

What is a half-dead person? That is, a person who has been separated from his body and consciousness, has lost his ability to move, but still retains consciousness. Half-dead people are different from vegetative people, half-dead people can only be awakened by consciousness, that is, they must enter the consciousness world of half-dead people. The success rate is low, the risk is high, and the person who enters the half-dead state must wake up within three days, because in the half-dead state, the consciousness cannot instruct the brain to regulate the functioning of the various organs of the body, and even with the most advanced technical support, it can barely make the human organs work for three days.

"Well, as expected, I can be discharged from the hospital when the wound is healed. ”

"Hmm. ”

"By the way, can I ask you some questions, and of course you can refuse. ”

"Yes. ”

"Do you still remember what you experienced in your dreams?" Yang Jiarui naturally does not ask Fengle what consciousness world, dreams can also be understood as a part of consciousness in modern times, and replacing the consciousness world with dreams is the best choice.

Feng Le frowned, how did this Doctor Yang know that he had a dream!

"Uh, I'm sorry, you didn't ask. Yang Jiarui felt a little embarrassed, presumably others wanted to treat him as a weirdo, but after all, it was work.

After a long time, two words floated out of Fengle's mouth, "Remember." ”

"Remember, what, do you remember!" Yang Jiarui, who has always been calm, lost his temper, and according to the reports of previous researchers, he came to the conclusion that half-dead people will forget everything in the world of consciousness after waking up.

And now this conclusion does not hold in front of the young man in front of him, what is going on?

"What's the matter, Dr. Yang? Remember that it's normal for me to have dreams. Feng Le looked at Yang Jiarui calmly, and became more and more sure of the thoughts in his heart, Yang Jiarui should be related to the person who appeared in his consciousness.

"No, nothing. Yang Jiarui was weak in his heart, and he could only pray that Fengle would not do superfluous things.

"Really?"

“......”

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After that, Yang Jiarui asked a few more questions and left in a hurry, and he would report today's matter to his superiors word for word.

A month later, Fengle's wound healed and he was discharged from the hospital, and now he doesn't have to think about anything, just recuperate at home.

There was only one thing that made him particularly concerned, why did Dr. Yang react so much when he said that he remembered his dream, isn't a dream a dream?