CH 1

Chapter 1 – Wei Chen is Dead

Wei Chen knew that he was dead, his body became a vegetative state, and his soul was floating in the void. No matter how unwilling he was, how much he didn’t want to die, he couldn’t return to that body. He could only watch his body lying on the hospital bed like a dead man, motionless, with tubes all over his body.

The day was gloomy, it was already seven or eight o’clock, and the sky was not yet bright.

Wei Chen’s soul floated above his body, and he didn’t know how many hundreds of times he tried to enter his body on the bed. He wanted to enter his body. He wanted to live, he didn’t want to die!

The result was still in vain, Wei Chen drifted back to the void again, staring at the body on the hospital bed, with mixed emotions in his heart.

At this time, the door of the ward was opened, and a young man carrying an army green portfolio case walked in. It could be seen that the young man’s life was a bit tight. The jeans were washed white, and the wide pullover sweater’s loose threads could be seen clearly in several places. Even the corners of the portfolio case that the young man loved very much was cracked, revealing the brown cardboard inside.

The young man was very thin, his legs underneath his jeans were like bamboo poles, and his face was morbidly pale. The young man’s eyes were big, but his eyes were full of vigilance, as if he refused to integrate into this world, locking himself in a world of his own.

Wei Chen knew this young man, whose name was Chen Li, and he had the closest legal relationship with him. They were a pair of legal husbands who had registered for marriage. In fact, they had no intimate relationship at all. This marriage was in name only and was just a business. No, it should be said that it was the product of a conspiracy.

Wei Chen also knew that the young man had suffered from autism since he was young and refused everyone’s affection and kindness. They had been married for five years, but they had not exchanged a word in his memory. First, the autistic young man was not good at expressing himself, and second, he didn’t want to deal with this young man.

However, it was this autistic young man who couldn’t even speak fully, after he had been betrayed, abandoned by his relatives, had nothing, and even became vegetative after being injured, who stayed by his side without complaints and regrets.

Wei Chen watched the young man walk to his side, massage his gradually stiff body with his thin fingers, over and over again, almost persistent, without any expression on his face.

The young man seemed to be tireless, the weather in late autumn was slightly cool, but the young man’s face was covered with sweat, which slid down his face, gathered on his chin, and finally fell down one after another.

The young man was so thin, but he was so persistent.

Wei Chen only felt a sourness in his heart, and floated over to wipe the sweat from the young man’s face, but when his hand touched the young man, it passed through him.

Now, he seemed to be unable to do anything but watch. Wei Chen looked at the body on the hospital bed, his heart was full of powerlessness and indescribable emotion.

Wei Chen didn’t know how long it took for the young man to finally complete a set of massages. He watched the young man pick up the worn-out portfolio case, get up, and leave the ward.

Before, Wei Chen’s soul could not stay away from his body, but today, Wei Chen’s soul could leave with the young man, and he was not dragged back by a ruthless force like before.

Wei Chen followed the young man and saw the young man walking to a park not far from the hospital on foot. He found a corner to sit in, opened the portfolio case, wrote a sentence on the sketch paper, and hung the paper on the side.

Seeing the paper that said “Human body sketch, 30 yuan a piece”, Wei Chen only felt that his eyes were hot. If the soul body could shed tears, Wei Chen felt that he was already crying now.

Yes, he had nothing left now. Where did the high hospitalization fees for living in the hospital come from? Wasn’t it from the young man who worked hard little by little to earn it? He knew that the young man was autistic, he locked himself in his own world and didn’t want to contact the outside world.

But for his sake, without any treatment, the young man tore open the door of his heart bloody, exposing the self that had been hidden deep in his heart to the sun.

“Chen Li, you don’t have to do this.” Wei Chen walked to Chen Li’s side, stretched out his hand to gently touch the young man, and murmured softly.

It was a pity that Chen Li couldn’t hear Wei Chen’s voice.