49 How to grow old together
Youguo has lost count of how many times he has had an illness, and this time the power is even more menacing than the previous ones, he was sitting in front of the TV with a pillow one second and pointing at the characters inside and laughing, and the next second he had difficulty breathing and touched his throat and gasped.
The sound of wheezing buzzed in Youguo's head, his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, the sweat soaked his hair and turned into a lock of hair against his forehead, from his chest to his lungs, it was like tearing and corroding pain, as if someone had poured a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid into his body and trampled it hard.
The thin knuckles clenched at Kurolo's clothes, and Yoogo's eyes oozed tears uncontrollably, and the tears slipped down the corners of his eyes. Fortunately, after seeing the first aid measures once, Kurolo memorized all the first aid measures of those medical doctors in his mind, and successfully pulled Yugo back from the brink of death again with a series of smooth and coherent first aid actions.
Youguo, whose breathing gradually calmed down, gasped in small gulps, the sharp pain had not completely subsided, and the hidden pain in his limbs was still lapping ashore wave after wave like a wave, such intermittent pain made Youguo, who was facing Kurolo, also uncontrollably show dependent movements, he curled up in Kulolo's arms with his face sideways, and his sweat-soaked body trembled gently under Kurolo's caresse.
Youguo didn't dare to swallow his saliva, because every swallow in his throat was like the dry and bloody smell of being burned by fire, and after his slightly trembling body gradually regained its calm, Youguo gradually withdrew himself from Kulolo's arms.
Kurolo looked at him with an indifferent expression, and gently wiped a little water stain from the corner of Youguo's eyes with his fingers, "Are you better?" ”
"It's better." The words that Youguo said with a dry and itchy throat were as bad as a duck, and before he could finish speaking, Youguo covered his mouth and began to cough again, this time the cough seemed to be able to cough out his internal organs, and his throat felt the smell of blood one step ahead of his nose, and Youguo spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.
Youguo touched the blood on his chin, looked at the blood on Kurolo's white shirt and even felt a little apologetic.
Youguo said, "I'm sorry. ”
The indifference on Kulolo's face disappeared at this time, he picked up Youguo horizontally, and took Youguo to the observation room with a cold handsome face, the doctor came and then left, and then came again, looking at the mouth and photos, Youguo has even memorized this series of processes very well, and he can mechanically recite what to do next without thinking.
The final result was equally obvious, Youguo was lying on the bed, boredly listening to the doctor's instructions over and over again, all to the same meaning, and the maid had already cleaned the area that had vomited blood before, and there was no trace of it at all.
After this encounter, Youguo was more and more strictly controlled by Luo Senjie, and Youguo, who hadn't gotten out of bed for a week, only felt that he was bored and seemed to be moldy, but as soon as the protest words came to his mouth, he saw Luo Senjie's regret and pain, and Youguo pressed this protest into his stomach again.
The days spent in bed were so boring that Yugo flipped through the thick book he had taken from Kurolo in his bosom and flipped through it to pass the time.
Then his eyes were drawn to the illustrations in the books, the sparkling surface of the lake reflected in the clear blue sky, and the water and sky were one after another. As his fingertips rubbed over the vague illustrations on the page, Yugo couldn't help but remember that he had never seen the scenery of this world properly.
People are always a little rebellious.
From the first week to this week, all he had to think about was trying to conquer Kurolo, and now that victory was finally at hand, Yugo began to regret that he had not taken the opportunity to enjoy the beauty of another world.
So it's all to blame for Kurolo.
Youguo, who was a little depressed, raised his eyes and glared at Kurolo fiercely, Kurolo tilted his head for no reason, put his hand on his chin and was silent for a while, "Are you angry with me?" Why? ”
Youguo snapped the page and said angrily, "How dare I be angry with you?" ”
Kurolo watched Youguo put the book aside, then turned over and buried himself in the quilt, he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, got up and walked to Youguo's side and touched Youguo's hair with his hand.
"You're a lot bolder." Kurolo sighed and said, "A long time ago, you would never talk to me like that. ”
Youguo showed half of his face from the quilt, looked at Kurolo with round eyes, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "So, you're angry?" ”
Naturally, Kurolo would not be angry about this little thing, he just said lightly: "No, I just think it's not bad." ”
Youguo turned over, the clothes that he used to wear on him were now a little empty, he was rapidly emaciating, as if something was devouring the flesh and blood on Youguo's body little by little, the two arms held the quilt and bent his knees against it, Youguo seemed to ask casually: "After you came out of Meteor Street, where else did you go?" ”
"Many, too many to count," Kurolo said. ”
Youguo regretted in his heart, but he couldn't help but look down at the calm expression on Kulolo's face: "Really?" ”
Youguo asked, "Then where have you been?" ”
Kurolo also quite generously told what he had seen and heard after leaving Meteor Street, his brain was good, he had read a lot of books, so his literary literacy was also quite good, although there were no big waves in his expression when he and the brigade had been along the way in the past few years, but just listening to the words was enough for Youguo to sketch a magnificent scenery in his mind.
"There is a lake at the top of St. Ritatof." "The best time to see is in the early morning when the sun rises, and the sudden rise in temperature will cause mist to float on the surface of the water, and the golden sunlight will turn into hazy pillars of light in the mist, and the mist will stick to the clothes, with a wet aroma, and when the mist dissipates, you can see the lake reflecting the whole sky, and the fish swimming in the clouds." ”
Youguo was a little surprised, "Fish? ”
Kulolo bowed, he thought about the fish in his memory, the scales of those fish were shining silver, and when they swam in the lake, the scales would show a faint golden color when they shone in the sun, and the local legend said that gold and silver swam in the water of the lake on the top of St. Ritatof's mountain, and Kulolo was originally attracted by such rumors, but it was not until he arrived at his destination that he realized that the gold and silver flowing in the local population were originally silverfish in the lake.
"Only when the first rays of the morning sun fall on the surface of the lake do the fish swim from the deep bottom to the surface, which lasts only a few minutes, during which time the vast surface of the lake is full of flowing gold," Kulolo and Yougo explain. ”
Youguo said with interest, "What did you do?" ”
"You're not going to catch all the fish, are you?"
Youguo always felt that this was what Kurolo would do, his desire for exclusivity was terrifying, and if the things he fancied didn't belong to him completely, he would rather destroy them.
However, Kurolo lowered his eyes and said lightly: "No, I'll leave after reading it." ”
Youguo's eyes fell out of his sockets in shock
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"Is that surprising?" Kurolo smiled faintly at Youguo, "Those fish are too numerous and worthless, what's the use of me taking them?" ”
Youguo thought the same, he nodded thoughtfully, but he always felt that something was wrong, and before he could figure it out, Kurolo suddenly said, "Do you want to go out and see the scenery?" ”
Youguo's thoughts froze slightly, he glanced at Kurolo, then shook his head and said, "No." ”
Kurolo said suspiciously, "You obviously want to go out." ”
Before Youguo could say his excuse, Kurolo said with a look of sudden realization: "Is it because of Rosenjie? ”
"Afraid he's worried about your body?" Kurolo lowered his eyes and pondered, "Or is it because I'm afraid he won't see you for the last time?" ”
Youguo opened his mouth, and Kurolo saw Youguo's unfinished words at a glance, and said clearly: "Both, right?" ”
Yugo thought to himself that Kurolo shouldn't study history, he should major in psychology, and then take a step in mind reading.
He no longer spoke to Kurolo, but lowered his head and poked the snow-white quilt, which he poked out of small holes, and then smoothed it out after gently wiping it with his hand.
"Why worry so much?" Kurolo sat down beside him, his legs casually clasped together, "You'd love to get out of here." ”
Youguo didn't know if Kulolo meant the house or the world when he said leave, and he thought in a trance, maybe both.
Measuring the thickness of his wrist with his fingers, Youguo helplessly found that he had lost some weight, if this body was in good condition, he would definitely nod without hesitation and leave, but how far could such a body go even if it left?
Youguo said tastelessly, "Where can I go now?" ”
"Anywhere." Kurolo bent down close to Youguo, looked at him levelly, and said in an ordinary tone: "Wherever you want to go, I will take you there." ”
A slight fluctuation occurred in Yuguo's heart at Kurolo's black pearl-like eyes, and then he jerked his gaze away to stare at the ceiling, covering most of his body tightly.
"Let's talk about it." Youguo said vaguely, "I'm a little sleepy. ”
Kurolo got up casually and tucked the corners of the quilt with his hand.
Youguo closed his eyes and was about to force himself to fall asleep, but Kulolo's light voice sounded in his ears.
Kurolo's palm pressed against Yoogo's cold cheek, transmitting a heat that was not worth mentioning.
He said, "Don't deceive yourself. ”
Where have I deceived myself? Youguo thought sullenly, and before he could come up with a result, his mind fell into the Black Sweet Country in a drowsy state.
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After Youguo woke up, he opened his slightly confused eyes, looked at the unfamiliar ceiling in front of him and lagged for a long time before he reacted, he seemed to have changed places, and he was no longer in the previous house.
He jerked over and sat up from the bed, looking at the furnishings around him with a shocked expression, and his eyes were full of unfamiliar things, and Youguo was stunned for a moment.
"I'm going to the next world?" Youguo asked the system: "Could it be that I fell asleep and died?" ”
Youguo thought about Rosenjie's expression with some sadness.
Although he had expected the death of this week, and could clearly feel the process of his body slowly entering the process of failure, Yugo still had some poor acceptance of the sudden change of scene when he opened his eyes.
But soon he noticed that something was wrong, although the furnishings and decorations around him were very different, the clothes on his body had not changed, and his body was still emaciated and weak. If you move a little more, you will feel like you are going to lose your breath in the next second.
"It's not." The system said, "Kurolo ran away." ”
Youguo didn't quite understand what the system said: "What is the run?" ”
The system patiently explained: "That is to say, when he left the Ochimaa Federation, he directly took you away from the hospital bed." ”
"Oh, by the way, you're on an airship right now, and you're at the foot of St. Ritatof's footing, along with you."
When Youguo was about to complain about why Ilfan actually agreed to take Kurolo away and whether Rosenjie knew about it, the system also cleverly explained it to him.
Your dad nodded in agreement. The system said, "Kurolo told him." ”
Youguo was silent for a moment: "Why did he ask?" ”
Youguo couldn't imagine what Kurolo would look like when he asked for Rosenjie's opinion, but the system said, "Kurolo didn't ask...... Well, to put it more figuratively, it should be a notice. ”
Youguo didn't know Luo Senjie's expression, but he didn't understand why Luo Senjie agreed.
"How could my dad agree?" Youguo said in disbelief.
However, the system's words quickly dispelled Youguo's doubts, and it said, "Because he knows what you want to do." ”
Youguo suddenly didn't know how to speak, and the door to the room was opened, and Kurolo pushed his wheelchair in, and when he saw the awake Youguo, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and then raised a smile at Youguo.
"Looks like I've been calculating about the same amount of time." Kurolo said, "That's right, let's show you the scenery." ”
Yugo was carried into a wheelchair by Kurolo and pushed all the way to the airship's largest glass window.
The huge airship was flying smoothly at an altitude of several thousand feet at this time, and Yugo glanced at Kurolo with a complicated look in his eyes, and then lowered his head in the direction that Kurolo was pointing.
Clouds swirled at the feet of the airship, and among the hazy clouds there was an endless turquoise sea, a continuous and rugged coastline beside the mainland, and lush mountains and a few small islands scattered at sea level.
Compared to the sea, the islands are so small that they seem to disappear into the sea level in the blink of an eye.
Youguo wanted to protest Kurolo's self-assertive actions, but before he knew it, he was getting closer and closer to the glass, and finally he was almost glued to the glass, his eyes were looking at the sea of clouds under the airship, and the coastline gradually moved away, and more green mountains slipped into Yugo's eyes.
The speed of the airship gradually slowed down, and the altitude continued to decrease, and Youguo could see the smoke curling in the distance.
Beside him, Kurolo happily poked his finger at Youguo's face, which was pressed against the glass, and he lowered his head and leaned over to Youguo.
Kurolo's voice was soft, as ethereal as a cloud.
"Do you like it?"
Youguo pursed her lips, then nodded nonchalantly.
Kurolo lowered his eyes for a long time, then smiled slightly.