MTL - To Raise a Soul-~ 2. Hospital

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Three days after the corpse was stopped, Yu Yu buried the Yu Grandpa with the help of the cadres of the Lianhuagou Village.

The funeral ended before lunch. Yu Yu asked the village cadres to have a meal in the small restaurant in the village, and bought a good cigarette for the invited person, and then bid farewell to everyone, a face with a pale face Going in the direction of the Taoist Temple.

The oldest village director looked at his thin back and sighed and shook his head. He said, "It’s also pitiful. It’s going to be a New Year. It’s the old man... but he’s going back and shifting the annual festival’s subsidy. Give him, although he doesn't usually come and go, but he is the one who is in our lotus ditch."

"But now, there is only one metaphor left, and the Taoist temple is so broken. Will he stay in the Taoist New Year?" The cadres responsible for managing the subsidy issued a voice.

The village director heard the words and thought about it. He sighed again and waved his hand and said: "Then keep it, and when the New Year arrives, I will go through it personally. If he is not there, then the subsidy will be fine."

Although Qingxuanguan belongs to Lianhuagou Village, it is a long way from the village. The road out of the village is also separate. It is not connected with the village road. If it is not deliberately detouring, Yu Yuye can hardly touch the lotus ditch village. The folks.

Yu Yu was a little stupid when he was a child. He only remembered when he was in elementary school. Yu said that he was afraid that he would be bullied by the primary school in the village. He spent money to read the town’s well-managed primary school. After that, he stayed in the middle school accommodation high school and read almost all of it. People do not have any intersections.

The roads are strange faces. Yu Yu knows that these folks are secretly looking at themselves and whispering about old gossip, but he has no energy to pay attention to them.

It’s so cold, it’s obviously a sunny day after the heavy snow, and the clothes are worn a few more than usual, but it’s still cold.

The hands in his pockets were cold, his legs were stiff and numb, his back was cold, and even the brain seemed to be frozen, and some could not move.

are you sick?

He tightened his lips and found that his lips had no consciousness, and he quickly accelerated his return to the Taoist temple.

Bypassing the house, passing through the farmland, climbing a small slope, turning into the dirt road into the forest, his pace is getting faster and faster, and finally almost trotting into the Taoist temple, finding a boiling water bottle in the corner poured a large glass When you get out of the water, you don't feel a hot one.

The heat spread from the throat to the stomach, and the limbs seemed to warm up. He grew his breath and looked at the black and white portrait hanging on the hall. He spent a long time and then smiled ugly.

"Grandpa, I am so cold."

The hall is quiet and the familiar buzz is no longer possible.

He bowed his head and rubbed his eyes. Seeing the time is not early, put down the cup and began to pack things.

The reason he came back this time was to grind a grandfather and let his grandfather go to the provincial capital for the New Year with him. For this reason, he also specially rented a two-bedroom apartment, and wanted his grandfather to live comfortably, but did not expect to come back. It is the old man who is placed in the church and the old man who is lying in the coffin and whose body temperature is gradually disappearing.

Like knowing that he is coming back, the old man took time to sort himself out, and then swallowed at the moment he pushed the door open.

... didn't even see the last side.

When the action of the suitcase was lifted, he took a deep breath and pressed the tears down. Then he closed the suitcase. When he went out, he swept the sight to the brazier in the corner. He stepped forward and lowered the suitcase and turned over.

The paper ash piled up in the basin. He explored it and pulled it inside. He pulled out a small ball that was covered with black ash but strong and undeformed. He looked at it and suddenly smiled.

"Not plastic."

Plastics are not so resistant to burning.

Putting the ball into the bag, he lifted the suitcase again and left the shabby path.

After the scene of the accident that day, he glanced at the broken branches on the side of the road and the snow that was trampled on the road. He found that the brain seemed to be frozen again. He could not remember the appearance of the male patient and could not help but frown. .

Really sick?

He licked his head and continued to walk forward, pulling his scarf and covering his lower half face.

Still find a time to go to the hospital to see it, or Grandpa should worry about chanting.

Back to the provincial capital, Yu Yu first turned to the nursery to look at the baby flowers that he raised, and then took a ride back to his newly rented small house, tidying up the luggage and taking a hot bath and throwing himself down. Bed.

The funeral has not closed his eyes for a few days. At this time, he is already exhausted, and his head has just reached the pillow, and his consciousness has fallen into the darkness.

"stand up."

"Do you really want to be like this?"

"You, my mentor, why?"

......

"kill!"

Yu Yu opened his eyes, sat up from the bed with cold sweat, raised his hand and pressed his forehead, and found that the tentacles were cold, like a dead person, shaking his heart, busy getting up and rushing into the bathroom, turning on the hot water and rushing to the head. .

It seems to have a dream, but what did you dream of?

……forget.

The feeling of heart that the dream brought is slowly disappearing, and the limbs are warming up. He looks at the blurred self in the mirror in a room of heat and swallows his mouth.

Sure enough, is it sick?

In the best top three hospitals in the provincial capital, the doctor took a look at the inspection report handed over by Yu Yu, and looked at the pale face and the exaggerated dark circles under his eyes. He frowned and said: "The inspection report did not. The problem, you are too tired, go back and take a rest, eat some good tonic, young people don't put too much pressure on themselves, should eat and drink, relax your heart, ah."

"But doctor, I am really uncomfortable, chilly, insomnia and dreams, I still can't remember the dream content, my head is always faint, I..."

"But your inspection report does show that your body is okay, so you are under too much pressure. Take a rest and eat a good one. Ok, next." The doctor waved his hand and interrupted. His words.

Yu Yu shut up and saw that the next patient had come in with the support of his family. He paused, got up and packed up his inspection report, and turned and walked outside.

After a heavy snowfall, the temperature in the province of H began to rise steadily, and the weather was better every day.

Yu Yu walked out of the hospital door, the sun was warm, but he still felt cold in his limbs and his brain was slow.

Is it really too much pressure?

He thought about the bag with the inspection report and medical records. He saw the traffic lights on the sidewalk turn green. He walked two steps and prepared to cross the road to the bus stop opposite the bus to the nursery.

It is clearly a hospital door with a large flow of people. This person who crosses the road has only one metaphor. The sidewalk is empty, and even the vehicles waiting to pass on both sides are somewhat unscientific.

"Stop."

A low, cool voice suddenly sounded in the ear, and some ears were familiar.

Yu Yu took a look, looked back and looked at him, nothing was found, doubts frown, the footsteps have not stopped.

"Don't go any further."

The sound started again. This time it seemed to be directly in my mind. Yu Yu suddenly stopped and found that as the voice of the voice rang in the brain, the limbs that had always been cold actually warmed up.

what happened?

He raised his hand and held his forehead, seeing the green light is about to end, the leg is about to move on, and a hurricane suddenly blows in front of him. A blue-blue sports car is almost screaming past his body, and then a slap in the end On the side of the road, pick up a dust.

"Hey!"

The traffic police on the roadside rushed to whistle, and strode toward the red car and the illegally parked sports car. He waved his hand and said that he would cross the road quickly, and the green light was coming to an end.

Yu Yu returned to God from the shock, and walked two steps through the sidewalk to stop at the side of the road, and pressed his chest to press.

Almost, it is almost the same. If he has just stopped, at the speed of the sports car, he will definitely be hit and reunited with his grandfather.

The policeman was talking loudly and the car owner who was still sitting in the car said something. The empty sidewalks were not known when they were crowded with people. Yu Yu was hit by an uncle who was in a hurry. The line of sight inadvertently swept across the road, seeing a handsome man wearing a sick suit looking straight at himself, was shocked, was preparing to take a closer look, the sidewalk green light turned red, the vehicles waiting on both sides started, a bus driving Over, blocked his sight.

Waiting for the traffic to pass by, and then look at it, and there is still a picture of the beautiful man in the opposite side.

Is it an illusion?

He frowned slightly, looking at the blue-blue sports car that was stopping at the corner with the traffic police's instructions. He found that the shape of the car was exactly the same as the red sports car that happened a few days ago. I remembered the **** day of the day and suddenly panicked. I stopped by a taxi and sat up.

“Go to the Splendid Community.”

"okay!"

The taxi started, Yu Yu leaned on the door and looked out. The retreating scene could see a tall man who was stepping out of the blue-blue sports car. His body was faintly covered with a thin red mist, frowning and lifting. The hand pulled the scarf and put his head back.

Maybe it's time to take a break.

"brother!"

Yin Le rushed forward to hold the crumbling Yin Yan, and took off his coat and put it on him. He said with a red eye: "Isn't Wu Xuan coming to pick up Hanya? What is the use of you?" Okay, this time Han Ya almost killed you, do you change your personal style, please beg brother."

"it is good."

Yin Leyi, looking up at the big brother who became very silent since the accident, asked silly: "What do you say?"

"Small...music."

The low and cool voice, a slightly weird tone, the man who was called Yin Yan finally took back the sight of the road, slightly sideways, pale and beautiful face bathed in the sun, it seems as if the mortal is not close Do not feel guilty.

"Xiaole." The tone is from raw to natural, but the voice always carries a sense of coolness that has never been seen before. I ask, "What is your wish?"

"What happened to you?"

Yin Le looked at the calm expression on his face and the eyes that contained almost no emotions. He couldn't help but grab his arm and suddenly panicked.

The big brother is not so different from the past. No more emotions are placed on his face. His speech is inexplicable. He and he are afraid.

He noticed his emotional changes, Yin Yan slightly squinted, no longer continue this topic, turned and let him walk toward the hospital, shaking his head and said: "Nothing."

After talking about the people’s speaking habits, I added: “I’m fine, let’s go, check it out.”

Yin Le was taken a few steps forward with his passiveness. The corner of his eye swept Wu Xuan into the hospital, and his heart was in a bell, and he didn’t have much thoughts. He wanted to cover the topic and help him. Going inside the hospital.