Chapter 1642

"Morse code."

Cooper forced himself to calm down for fear that his disordered breathing would disturb his thinking, so that he held his breath and came back to the bookshelf in Murphy's room. All his thoughts in his mind were focused on the Morse code - what space exploration, what searching for planets, what saving mankind, all of which had been left behind, Now the only idea is to "go home." he needs to go back to Murphy and Tom.

He's going home.

Morse code.

Cooper completely held his breath, and the whole space seemed to fall into endless silence and nothingness. That kind of silence without warning bred a sense of urgency and desire, calmed down all the noise of the whole world, and then left only the sound of heart beating in his ears.

Cooper didn't notice the silence at all. All his attention was focused on the bookshelf in front of him. His brain was completely empty of all thoughts, just thinking: Morse code. Mouth unconsciously began to say Morse code, "dot dot, s; Rod, t; Point bar, a; Rod point, rod, y. "

Cooper firmly clenched his teeth, pushed the books behind the huge bookshelf, made Morse code, and pieced together the most important and simplest sentence in his heart, "stay", he needed to stay, he wanted to stay, and then hit the bookshelf heavily with his body, flying all the books just pushed out.

The breath in the chest for a long time erupted with the strength of the collision, roaring from the depths of Dantian, "stay!"

It seems like a simple movement, but it becomes very difficult because of the gravity free state. Just after the impact, he began to gasp violently, and the exhaustion broke out in the muscles of his limbs, "hoo, Hoo." He could only keep panting, and his hands that grasped the bookshelf almost collapsed.

He can't give up, he can't give up yet.

Cooper straightened his hands again, relying on the strength of his hands to control his body again, and kept his eyes parallel with Murphy.

Through the bookshelf, Cooper sees Murphy turning around. Because the book falls, Murphy is disturbed again. The ghost in the room is trying to talk to her. So Murphy takes out her notebook and begins to record it.

This action rekindled Cooper's joy, "come on. Come on, Murphy, come on Because he was panting so hard, he almost started to cough, which made Cooper have to bite his teeth tightly and control his mood strongly - otherwise the oxygen consumption rate was too fast, and he might not be able to continue.

Because of the action of gritting his teeth, Cooper's whole body was tense to the extreme. Even his nerves were tense. He just kept staring at Murphy. All his hopes and thoughts were pinned on his daughter. He whispered, "what do you mean? What does that mean, Murphy? What do you mean Over and over again.

However, Murphy didn't know why, because of her father's sadness and tiredness, she seemed to be a little dispirited, but she still forced herself to cheer up and record the Morse code.

Cooper's breath had calmed down, but his mood began to boil. His eyes fell on Murphy, and he said softly, "stay." He hopes that Murphy can interpret his Morse code, he hopes that Murphy can interpret his real wish, and he hopes that Murphy can keep himself.

The urgency surged on the tip of the tongue. Before I could speak it out completely, it disappeared in my throat. Unconsciously, my muscles began to exert force again, and my hands holding the bookshelf began to exert force, so that my upper body trembled uncontrollably, and I tried my best to hold my breath, but I could still hear the sound of breathing, which was also shaking, Even the deep eyes reflected in the shimmer began to shine.

Too eager to start fear, too urgent to start shaking.

There were no words, no actions, or even no expressions, but his inner obsession burst out with incredible energy. He just watched Murphy quietly, and his deep thoughts began to surge with regret. The bitterness of his tongue blurred his vision, and the faint tears made his whole body muscles tense to the extreme.

He didn't know if Murphy had solved his Morse code.

He didn't know if Murphy understood what he was saying.

So he floated in the air, unconsciously, little by little forward, just hope to be closer, and then closer, that pair of eyes covered with light tears, gently and lightly fell on Murphy's body, the pain of missing is so turbulent and so intense, so that the whole heart curled up, sobbing cry so dead stuck in the throat, Silent sadness from the rigid shoulder line slowly slide.

How did all this happen? How on earth did he put himself in such a situation? If time can be reversed, can he change everything now? If you can go back to the past, he will not leave, he will never leave, his only idea now is that Murphy should not leave his side, never let go!

Murphy sleeps on the bed because she is tired of crying. Her thin body seems to be broken when touched. Her lonely and lonely figure is making a silent protest.

In a trance, he saw Paul Walker lying on the white bed.

"God, oh, God!"

If he had stuck by Paul's side, wouldn't the accident have happened? If he was not so arrogant and arrogant, but sincerely warned Paul, could the accident result be changed? If he had left Paul and meDo in Iceland, would Paul have escaped? If he was more urgent, if he worked harder, if he was more active... Would it be different now?

But there is no if.

Now Paul is trapped in that white world, unconscious. What if... What if Paul never wakes up? It's like Cooper can never go home.

Just thinking of this possibility, my breath was cut off.

"Stay."

His mouth murmured, and he needed him to stay, "stay." All the voices were stuck in the throat, leaving only vague voice fragments, which could not be distinguished clearly. The fear and fear from the bottom of his heart dragged his ankle and dragged him down the abyss. No matter how he struggled, he could not get rid of it.

What should I do? What should he do!

The feeling of powerlessness made him lean on the bookshelf and his shoulders droop down. Then he floated up in the weightless space and seemed to drift on forever. He was lost in the occasion of time. At a certain moment, the idea of "giving up" flashed through his mind, but it didn't have time to breed, And then it was snuffed out——

Cooper showed up.

After Murphy fell asleep, Cooper carefully pushed the door open, found a small gap between the desk and the door, and squeezed into the room.

So he quietly watched himself, watched himself come to the bedside, trying to comfort his daughter. He is moving his body with his hands, slowly following his own steps, focusing on himself and his daughter, but his body can hardly feel too much power, every move is consuming more energy, and the heavy sense of drag is making him sink slowly.

"Tell him, Murphy. Let him stay. "

The cry between lips and teeth was struggling: tell him, Raleigh, let Paul stay. Lanli, tell him it's dangerous. Don't leave. Let him stay.

The desperate urgency made his voice begin to tremble, "let him stay. c'mon! Let him stay. " From praying to earnestly to pleading, the voice was so weak little by little, "stay."

If he can go back to the past, he wants to stay, just stay, the story will be different. He was so afraid of the ending, he was so afraid of the future, he had the opportunity to change the past, but he let go like a fool. idiot! The stupidest fool in the world!

How could he? How can he let go? How could he just let go and let Paul go?

leave behind.

Please, please! Please stay!

Get up, get up, Paul, get up, get him, don't let go, don't leave!

Because it was too urgent and too sincere, so that the voice could hardly come out, but it was trembling slightly in the depth of the throat. That kind of fear and vulnerability completely defeated all the defenses, and completely revealed the weakest and most real self. The glittering sadness and despair in the deep eyes made people gasp.

However, he did not succeed. He didn't succeed after all.

Murphy angrily lay down, covered his head with a quilt, and refused to talk to his father, which made his father look disappointed. He just sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, never left, but never spoke. The sadness of being at a loss slowly flowed out.

What should I do?

What should he do?

What else can he do?

"Stay, let him stay. Stay This is the only thought in his mind, but his voice is stuck in his throat and can't say it at all. He just repeats it over and over again, which is meaningless, but he hopes his repetition can convey the idea to the past and change the past.

Then... In the sight, I saw myself standing up again, and my sight fell on the bed. I deeply looked at the turned figure, turned and stepped forward.

No, no, no, no, no, No

Lan Li only felt that the darkness in his sight was being swallowed up little by little, just like the tide covering him. He watched his every action quietly, but he could not say anything. He could only continue to deny the status quo and himself.

It shouldn't be like this, it can't be like this, he can't leave! He can't leave!