He woke up.
All along, his sleep will be divided by the future and the past, never a whole night of complete sleep.
The night was too quiet to hear his heart beating in his chest.
Before he could refuse, the nurse turned and ran out.
He turned around and said, "do you want to turn white again? You'll get sunburned like this. Shall I put on sunscreen for you? "
He slightly narrowed his eyes to face the sun, and the little nurse kindly helped him put on his sunglasses: "this way, it won't be dazzling. I'll bask in it for two hours, and then I'll go back."
But he couldn't move. He had to be at the mercy of a sick little nurse.
He doesn't like to take off his mask, doesn't like people moving his hair, doesn't like looking directly at the sun.
After dressing up, she gazed at him carefully: "it's really nice to see, and it's in great spirit."
"You look good with long hair. If you have a small braid here, it must be very handsome. I have a hairring here. I'll lend it to you."
"Wow, your hair is so soft. Do you have a good temper?"
"I'll comb your hair." She took a small comb: "your hair is quite long, haven't you taken care of it for a long time?"
If he had not shot her with cold eyes, she would have talked on and on.
She washed his face seriously and praised his skin: "your skin is super good. How old are you, in your twenties? In his early thirties? Your skin is so thin that girls should be jealous when they see it. God still loves you. You should cherish such good physical conditions. "
Why compare these two people together?
There was a man who spoke a lot, but he was not as good as her.
The baby sitter was probably the most talkative girl he had ever seen.
He was forced to wash and accept her praise: "Wow, your teeth are so white. What brand of toothpaste do you use? It's expensive, isn't it? "
Oh, she's not stupid. Yesterday she analyzed why there was a killer to kill him.
Innocence, innocence, stupidity.
The abnormal little nurse is very white, but his cheeks are very red, his eyes are very big, and his eyes are a little blue, a bit like a baby's eyes.
"I'll brush your teeth. You can spit water into this basin."
She washed her face clean, then held a cup, toothbrush and a basin in her hand.
"Why do you refuse to brush your teeth? How hard is it to look at your beautiful face if your teeth are yellow?"
"No
but only for a minute, a frothy face on his lips appeared in front of him. "You have to brush your teeth, right?" I'll brush it for you later. "
"You're in the sun here, and I'll brush my teeth." The sick little nurse finally left, and his world returned to peace.
He thought that the man had died in his heart, but his heart would move when he thought of her.
Suddenly he thought of someone who was allergic to anesthetics.
"Ah, it's OK. I'm allergic to anesthetics. I'll burn it for a day." She didn't care.
"Do you have a fever?" He interrupted her poetic description.
He glanced at her faintly, and there was a mark on his cheek that had just been pressed out by sleeping on his stomach, and his whole face was abnormal red.
"Don't always say no." She pulled his bed all the way to the window and rocked it higher: "you see, what a beautiful view here, how boring it is for you to look at the ceiling all day long? Look at the green trees, blue lakes and pink flowers. You see, the world is colorful. "
"No."
"You should get sun and calcium. It's good for your bones. Besides, your fingers can move. Then I'll ask the doctor to do a physical test for you."
"No." He refused immediately.
"You should be in the sun." Lin Xianyu is full of enthusiasm.
His room has a glass window on the ground, the sun is very good, and can see the lake opposite, so blue, blue like the sky upside down.
He said it too late, when the curtain had been opened and the sun was shining in.
He said, "don't drive."
At this time, it was already daybreak. Lin Xianyu went to open the window and draw the curtain.
Sharp eyes glided over her face and moved away.
Lin Xianyu looked at him sadly: "there is hope in life. Why do you always look forward to death?"
"It's not so easy to die." He is quiet.
Relieved, he sat back in his chair and said, "thank God you're still alive."
His open eyes showed that he was living well.
Her head was buzzing, and she rubbed her temples and fixed her eyes on him.
She shook her head and looked around. There was no one else in the room.
The pillow on the back of his hand suddenly jumped up, his head looked around, saliva splashed: "who? Who? What's the matter? "He tried to move his finger, but he did.
She sleeps like a dead pig and doesn't wake up at all.
"Lin Xianyu." He couldn't get his hand back, he could only try to wake her up.
He seems to be feeling something. Is that good news?
No, I didn't feel it, but why did I feel her stubble on the back of his hand?
Anyway, she didn't feel it, so she put it on her pillow.
The drool of the sick little nurse fell on the back of his hand, because her face was on the back of his hand.
If a person has no freedom to die, he has no value to live.
He has only one appeal, to leave the world quietly.
He has lost interest in everything in the world.
He hasn't seen anyone for a long time.
She sleeps with a deformed face.
I thought that the killer would scare her, but I didn't expect that she was not afraid, but also inspired her care enthusiasm.
Oh, the sick little nurse didn't go back to his bed to sleep.
The back of his hand feels a little prickly. His bed is 45 degrees inclined, so you can see a person lying on the side of his bed. The stubble of her ear length short hair pricks the back of his hand.
But this time, it's a little different.
Then he will accept loneliness many times a day.
He wakes up many times a day. Some people say that waking up is the loneliest time in life.
He can choose to open and close his eyes.
Oh, and the eyes.
Now, except that his heart can beat freely, no one else can be free.
A few minutes later, she came back panting, holding a tube of sunscreen in her hand: "I just bought it. Although it's not a big brand, it's better than a big brand. It's cost-effective. I'll help you apply it."
"Don't touch me." His brows were frowning tightly, and the sun was about to penetrate his pale skin.
"If you don't put on sunscreen, you'll get sunburn. You haven't been in the sun for so long. You must have protection." Lin Xianyu poured sunscreen into his hands, rubbed his hands and put it on his skin enthusiastically.