This...... Is it a confession?

Mu Yang, who was lying on the bed, couldn't swallow it and almost choked to death. He coughed awkwardly for a long time, or used coughing to hide his embarrassment. It wasn't until he raised his head again in embarrassment that he found that Ye Xiao's beautiful eyes like ice balls were still looking at him coldly, as if he had to wait for his response.

I really don't know what the other party likes about me.

Mu Yang looked away.

Turning his eyes again, the other party was still staring at him.

Keep staring at yourself, staring at yourself, staring at yourself......

It's like a sparkling Persian cat, staring seriously at its prey.

In all fairness, Ye Xiao's eyes are not big, but they are really beautiful. It's like the blue sea hidden under the ice, and there is a beauty that makes you ashamed of your arrogance and conceit.

I just don't know why. Maybe it's because the temperature in the hospital room is higher. The faint flush on Ye Xiao's face has spread to her neck, like a blank ink painting, left by the afterglow of the sunset.

Looking at the other party's aggressive momentum, Mu Yang had to temporarily avoid the edge: "No matter what, thank you today." I love the butterflies you sent......"

"You haven't answered my question yet." Ye Xiao was unforgiving.

"What's the problem?"

"Did you remember me when I appeared to you in this way?" Ye Xiao pursed her mouth, and when she said these words, she gently bit the teeth under her red lips, and the apple muscles on both sides wrinkled slightly, "Don't wake you up after many years, but you forgot about me." If there is a day...... I will definitely ...... Off one's rocker. ”

The long and short hands on the wall clock on the opposite side flowed minute by minute, leaving less than half an hour for Muyang. Sleepiness grew stronger, his eyelids began to tremble, and his thoughts began to slow like viscous oil.

"I don't know." He whispered.

Mu Yang used the last strength of his life to sort out his thoughts.

"I don't really know what's going to happen in the future. Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow, and more likely, by the time we're both gray-haired, with our teeth gone, and we're at the end of our lives, I still haven't woken up. I'm sorry, but if there really was a day when I would not even be able to get up from my bed and say, 'I'm sorry to keep you waiting,' such a trivial thing would not have been possible.

"Giving you any promise now is irresponsible. You have never owed me anything, and you have not had to pay anything for me. ”

The mist in front of Ye Xiao's eyes became thicker and thicker, so thick that he couldn't see Muyang close at hand.

Mu Yang still continues:

"At least for the moment, I remember."

"I want to ...... too I don't want to forget you. ”

Ye Xiao's tears began to flow slowly, and the crystal tears slowly caressed her white cheeks. It's just that this time it was tears of joy, and she knew that Mu Yang had promised herself. She looked at Mu Yang in front of her, the two of them were far away as if they were separated by two milky ways, but they were close as if they had spent several reincarnations together.

"So, hopefully the next time we meet, you'll be able to say to me, 'Long time no see.'"

With the slow fall of the isolation floor of the ward, the people outside the room and the people inside the room are once again separated in two worlds.

In the end, I was the only one left.

Mu Yang gently hugged the elf in the small glass bottle. Before falling asleep, he pulled the glass cork with all his might, with great difficulty. The butterfly in the bottle flew out, it was free, and it danced like a ray of light over the ward.

At 8:05 a.m., Mu Yang closed his eyes. His soul sank deep into his dreams like an anchor sinking into the depths of the sea.

……

The body was very heavy, very heavy, and kept falling downward, slowly falling towards the never-ending abyss.

The abyss was so dark that he couldn't help but think of his hometown, the Waste Star.

The end of Muyang's memory is night.

The abandoned star forgotten by the world, the poverty, the cold, and the artificial star that hung a light year away and died because it ran out of fuel.

It is Muyang's hometown and the starting point of everything.

All the people on the ruined star have lived in darkness all their lives, and they have never seen the light of day. Muyang has been an orphan for as long as he can remember, living with his only sister, rummaging through the garbage heap for leftovers and expired cans to make a living, and when it rains, he hides in a "hut" made of metal cans. At that time, they were always dirty, and most of the food they picked up was rotten, and they would get a lot of diseases if they ate it. Many homeless people in the garbage area died like this, and the corpses were strewn through the streets, and maggots were rampant. When I was a child, my brother and sister were not in good health, and they were often sick, and several times Mu Yang thought that he was about to be unable to hold on, and he didn't know why, but he lived to this day.

I remember one time, Mu Yang rarely found a few crayons shorter than his thumb in the garbage heap, and brought them back to his sister as if offering treasures. At that time, the younger sister was really happy, crookedly, and drew a red square on the waste paper with her clumsy hands, and he asked what it was, and the younger sister said that it was the sun. Muyang knew that her sister had never seen the real sun, and this was the sun she imagined. She only listened to the fairy tale books and songs she picked up, and listened to others sing about the gods that brought light and heat.

He cried, but his sister comforted him. My sister didn't understand why my brother cried when he saw the sun he painted.

Sometimes, he feels like a moth that keeps moving in the direction of the sun all his life.

……

Time loses its meaning here, an hour and a hundred years, a blink of an eye and a century, there is no difference.

I don't know how long it took, at the bottom of the abyss, a pair of eyes that had been sleeping for a long time slowly opened. Where is this? In the distance, thick chimneys rose from the ground, and the black smoke that bubbled out of the sky rendered the sky an abominable ink. When it rains, these ink clouds will be washed away by the rain, and the bare starry sky is still pitch black, and the color is not much better than the ink clouds.

Surrounded by two rows of garbage heaps stretching to the horizon, all kinds of scrap metal, glassware, plastic foam, leftovers, chaotic but orderly on both sides of the avenue. It's the terminus of excrement from other planets, but it's the only place on this planet where people can live. The 3 million dozes of garbage dumped here every year are a huge treasure trove for the residents, and as a child, my sister and I can always find food, clothes, biological supplies, and other treasures.

He was very familiar with every plant and tree here.

Waste Star, is that you?