immortal

I burned for more than a week.

The next day I asked Wang Meng to send a bag of medicine, but none of them worked. Not only did the fever not go away, it almost set me on fire.I was so hot that I couldn't sleep all night, so I had to drink water desperately. I could drink a thermos all night, but it didn't help.On the third day, I couldn't even speak.

When Wang Meng came for the second time, he wanted me to go to the hospital no matter what he said, I refused to do so. He stood at the door angrily and scolded me: "Bah! You are a bitch!" I was too lazy to argue with him because of my cough, so I directly drove him away.But I also know that it doesn't make any sense to carry it so hard, it's like being angry with someone.

But the heart is cold, no matter how burned it is, the heart is still cold, and the limbs and bones seem to be still drying in the snow, shivering from the cold.Strange isn't it?There are so many people in this world, all kinds of lives, whether humble or noble, or comfortable or abject, sweet, painful, quiet and ups and downs... No matter what, their lives will not stagnate because of who is missing, but I But he couldn't get out, Wang Meng was right, I'm more of a sissy than a sissy.

Although I didn't want to face it that much, I forced myself to think about the relationship between the two of us. What I can't deny is the inexplicable intimacy I found in him. Although his attitude is hot and cold, he can be decisive. After he left, he would subconsciously jump in front of me to protect me. I admit that I am a rookie in this regard, but I can always tell whether he treats me well or badly. I know that my feelings for him are beyond ordinary friends. boundaries, and I accepted that without much effort.

When I can't sleep, I always stare at the white wall opposite the bed.It was all white.I started thinking about it all over and over again.And then I found that once you think of it all as a story, you can't tell what's real and what's fictional.Stories are like history, and at the end it doesn't matter whether the event is true or false.What matters is the story itself, and I live the story.

This thought somehow made me feel better.

I took the last pill in the wooden box.

The banner above my head was fluttering in the wind. Looking up, there was a figure in black standing on the high platform in front of me. The horse under my crotch was moving restlessly. Behind me were 10,000+ soldiers ready to go. In an inexplicable restlessness, Qi Qi looked at the people on the high platform.

Suddenly there was an order, and the generals got off their horses one after another. Because of the heavy armor, they just bowed and saluted, while behind them knelt down, shouting "Long live the emperor", shaking the sky.

But in a blink of an eye, I was on the long street again, the face of the woman in front of me was blurred, and the rouge from yesterday's newlyweds had not been wiped off her cheeks, and there were tears on her cheeks.Her eyes were red and swollen, and she seemed to have a thousand words, but in the end she just looked at me and called out: "General..."

I got on the horse and looked down at her, feeling neither happy nor sad in my heart. I nodded slightly and turned around to control the horse to go, but she suddenly took a step forward and jumped in front of the horse.I hurriedly reined in, because I was afraid of hurting her, and saw that she suddenly tore off a string of jade ornaments on her waist, and scattered them all over the ground. She handed the jade that she held tightly in her palm to me...

I woke up from the dream without warning, and suddenly felt a burst of sadness.

At that moment, it was like standing at the end of time and looking back. The bustling world was constantly being hollowed out, eroded by wind and snow, and finally a barrenness remained.

When Qin Haiting came, I was already able to go to the ground. She carried a large and exaggerated fruit basket, and asked me as soon as she entered the room: "Alive?"

I said, "Thanks to you." Without knowing why, she became happy and said, "Thinking about finding someone to settle accounts, it seems really good."

She always thought that I sent her home to catch the cold, and I was sorry, but I didn't say anything, and just lay on the sofa and listened to her greetings.After a while the doorbell rang again.

Qin Haiting got up and opened the door. After Wang Meng entered the room, he handed her the lunch box he was carrying, and said while taking off his down jacket, "Damn it, why is it so cold today..."

As soon as I turned around, my temples twitched a few times, and the cup in my hand spilled all over my body. He was wearing a hoodie like Zhang Qiling's.I felt that my tone of voice was really bad, and Wang Meng also noticed it. He looked at me inexplicably and said, "Why can't I wear this clothes if he can wear them! What's your opinion!"

I was also speechless, I just felt that Wang Meng was getting worse and worse recently, but Qin Haiting came out of the kitchen, stared at him, and smiled again after a while.

"Does this dress have a high rate of collisions!" She shook the water off her hand, tilted her head and said, "Just now I ran into one downstairs, and your clothes..."

Before she finished speaking, I had already rushed out.

Where is someone...

Su Feng is fierce, and the snow is cruel to the wind, rolling snow particles and sweeping towards my face, where is anyone else!

This bastard!