Chapter 1074

Dream and reality have been completely confused. The so-called boundary has lost its meaning. Lan Li's life, Chu Jiashu's life, the vastness of the universe, the narrow of the hospital bed, the beauty of the dream, the cruelty of the reality... All have become a chaos. Now, he has no way to think and distinguish:

To live or to die. This is the only struggle in the soul, no dream, no freedom, no hope, then, what is the difference between survival and death?

He even couldn't speak clearly and his mouth watered. He was even deprived of the right to shake his head and refuse. He refused. He didn't want to live like this.

Therefore, even if he looks at the fragmented Ding Yanan, he knows that he is so cruel, but his words go on and on, even without a complete syllable.

"Yes, so I am a selfish bastard. I chose to give up, not you. I gave up you, and I gave up myself. Let me go. Please let me go, OK? I've been stuck here for so long. I don't want to be stuck here for a lifetime, and I don't want to be stuck with you for a lifetime. It shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't be like this. "

Then he burst into tears again and looked at his mother sincerely, "please, let go, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Tears flowed down the braces into his mouth, bitter and sour, and then he began to cough violently, as if his lungs were going to spit out.

In the hazy sight, he gazed at the familiar and strange face, and those memories that he thought were gradually forgotten awakened one by one in the corner.

I haven't seen you for a long time, but the face doesn't seem to have aged. It's still the image in my memory. Every wrinkle on my forehead is because of myself; The bloody fingers hurt his heart and reminded him that she had paid for him all her life.

"Ma." At the moment of utterance, he burst into tears, really for a long time, "let me free, OK?"

At the same time, it also frees you.

He can embrace freedom, and she can also embrace freedom, death is always painful, but one day will come, only he left, she can start life again.

After putting on the braces, for the first time, his voice was accurately transmitted, but it was like a dagger, which was severely inserted in Ding Yanan's chest. In the dim vision, he only saw Ding Yanan standing in the same place with a look of consternation and eyes full of sadness, tears completely burst the dike, and standing in the same place at a loss.

The two people quietly looked at each other, but refused to give way to each other. The silence slowly spread. After all, Ding Yanan was defeated. She shook her head, desperately shaking her head, but could not say a word. Finally, she had to leave the ward quickly and ran away.

But he couldn't do anything. He was still stuck on the bed. He could only watch his mother's back disappear completely. His body didn't react at all. He was like a puppet, motionless. Then, even the vision became blurred, and all the scenery seemed to disappear in tears.

To live like this is not to live like death.

"You are a coward."

A crisp soft voice came from his ear. Reflexively, he turned his head, and then saw the figure standing next to the hospital bed. He was wearing a familiar suit of patient's number, and his broad clothes were hanging on his thin shoulders, just like a sack.

This is because her body muscles are shrinking bit by bit, and her originally thin body is gradually leaving only a bone shelf. The originally fitting clothes are gradually becoming wider and wider, reminding the bystanders that she is going to die step by step.

Everyone knows that, but everyone avoids it. Only they always pretend to laugh easily, turn those sad things into jokes, even laugh. They, that's him and Heather cross.

"..." Heather, Heather actually stood beside the hospital bed like this, but their roles changed, and the man lying on the hospital bed became him; And the man standing by the bed became heather. He can't help but stare, the brain has completely lost the ability to think.

Between the change of roles, the boundary between reality and illusion begins to blur. He has completely lost his judgment, and the chaos is becoming more and more turbulent. Is he Chu Jiashu or Lan Li? Is this fantasy or reality? What is dream and what is reality? More importantly, isn't Heather dead?

Everything seems to be in a mess, completely chaotic, has he begun to have a fantasy?

Gaping, he opened his mouth slightly and looked at Heather in front of him. He couldn't make a sound. He tried to reach out his right hand and touch Heather's ruddy cheek, only to find that he couldn't move at all. The frustration turned into anger.

Heather's eyes flashed a tear and slowly sat down at the end of the bed. "Moreover, you should know clearly that those are excuses. You choose to give up, but you put all the blame on others. On the surface, it's to free your family, but in fact, it's just that you refuse to fight any more, You don't want to keep going. You are a coward

Heather's eyes were so bright and vivid, a little bit of tears shining, as if carrying the stars in the sky, that halo, bursting with vitality, fresh and smart.

Involuntarily, his eyes covered with a thin layer of tears, embarrassed and magnificent.

Subconsciously, he wanted to lift his right hand to wipe off the corner of his eyes, but then he found that his body was still unconscious, so he could only close his eyes, let the tears fall down, and then close his eyes tightly, bite his teeth tightly, not let the emotion leak out.

At this moment, he is so fragile, just like a newborn baby. All the defense lines, all the masks and all the equipment have been completely taken away. Chiguoguo shows his most vulnerable and true side.

There was a faint temperature on his cheek. A small hand gently wiped away the tears on his cheek, and then he could hear Heather's voice laughing, "this is the second time I've seen your vulnerability."

He slowly opened his eyes, showing a puzzled look.

Heather seemed to understand immediately, explaining, "the first time you wrote the song" beast "in the hospital garden. Remember Heather took back her fingertips and said with a smile, "in your melody and lyrics, you show your vulnerability, until that moment, you become real."

"Before that, you look like a perfect prince charming. Every little girl can't help falling in love with her secretly, but when she grows up, she forgets in a twinkling of an eye; But after that day, everything has changed and become different. " Hesse's eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, and seemed to enter the fragments of memories.

But he can't help but be stunned, a trace of consternation slipped through his eyes.

Heather pursed shyly at the corners of her mouth, and then began to smile, "why, can't a girl be more bold in the face of her secret love? Besides, you've seen my secret, haven't you? Now if we continue to cover it up, it will be ridiculous. I'm not a white lotus. "

"Poof Pooh." He didn't hold back, so he chuckled. There was a slight pause, and then there was the narrowing of Heather's eyes, and they both laughed happily at the same time.

Unconsciously, the two people gradually quieted down, looked at each other, did not speak, just let the air slowly surging, and then, the sadness and despair, the helplessness and pain, like the tide, once again filled the silent space completely.

"I know, it's not easy." Heather broke the silence.

"Believe me, I know better than anyone else. I know, clearly see their own end and destiny, no matter how to fight, will not help, that is what kind of taste; I also know that it's extremely difficult to pursue dreams and embrace freedom, but it's even more difficult to carry them out, and I can't even see the direction

After a pause, Heather's voice sank. "I also know how easy it is to choose to give up, how difficult and painful it is to choose to stick to it. For those who have not experienced it, the difficulty they imagine is less than one in ten thousand compared with the reality, and they will never understand it. "

"We are all the same." Heather said softly, with a sad and lonely smile. "Now, I finally know. We are all the same. "

Two people exchanged a line of sight, the fundus of the eye flashed a trace of forbearance, after a little struggle, but quietly fell into the quiet forbearance.

It's like standing on the height of the universe, only a piece of dust can be seen in the sight, everything is calm and calm; However, in the dust world under the microscope, the earth is falling apart and the mountains are raging. Only the dust itself can understand the pain. Other people, after all, are onlookers, and after all, are just another world.

Through dreams, through reality, through... Life and death. He and she finally met again and saw each other's true face. They were not special dreamers, just ordinary people struggling on the line of life and death, trying to break free from the shackles of fate and have a moment of youth in their own lives.

Even if fleeting, there is no regret.

Heather didn't go on. He had taught her the truth, but now she came to wake him up. He and she, like two sides of a mirror, clearly see their own projection.

"Remember how it all started?" Heather showed a big smile. "I mean, all of them, not just the 'Pacific War', not just to get rid of the shackles and pressure of the family, but here, everything starts from here. Remember when the seeds first started to sprout, what was that scene?"

The world of Truman.

He remembers, he remembers everything.