between men

I've seen him buy snacks with no beer in them, emotional as they are, but no joyrides yet.

"I should have looked for it," Danny said angrily, "I should have remembered to look in the car, I should have removed the clutch earlier, I—"

Mrs. Rachel ignored Danny's self-talk. She ran into the elevator quickly, and I floated in with her. A few seconds later, we arrived at the first floor of the hospital. Pushing in, we see James leaning back in a chair to one side.

"What's going on?" Mrs. Rachel said, and James stood up with a sigh. "It was the priest," he said. "I recognized him. He was trying to sneak into the hospital. The car knocked him out."

"Good job, have you run over multiple times?"

"I wanted to do that," James said, stepping aside, "but he apparently flew into the back of another car—how was he?"

It was me he asked, "As long as he wakes up," sighed Mrs. Rachael, "the doctor didn't say that, but he's clearly awake—"

"No one said it doesn't exist, okay?" James interrupted her, Mrs. Rachel nodded, and he continued: "I'm going to guard him, you help me get this car accident done , my car doesn't have any damage marks, and the quality of Oates is good."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the elevator, and Mrs. Rachel reminded from behind: "The third intensive care unit on the left on the fourth floor."

James closed the elevator, and I floated toward the emergency room, trying to see the priest.

Soon, I saw the priest. The doctor who rescued him said that he had fourteen fractures all over his body, which was equivalent to falling from a height. It is a miracle that he did not die, but it is strange that his life is still alive so exuberant.

"I'm sorry," I said, looking at his slightly deformed face, "I'm sorry—you didn't deserve to be hit by a car, I—"

"Don't have mercy on a dying person, child," someone behind said suddenly, I was startled, then slowly turned around, and found that the priest was floating behind me with a smile on his face.

"I'm really sorry," I said, "I didn't know James would do this, I shouldn't have walked away from him, I caused this accident, I-" He held out his hand and told me to stop Speaking, I stopped immediately, and he floated aside: "No accidents, accidents never existed."

"Can--"

"We always see on the news that someone was hit by a car. They explain the accident as nothing more than two reasons, a pedestrian problem and a driver problem, but we all know what is going on, so it is not an accident. When this happened When it happened, it was God reminding me that He was calling me away, telling me what to do to be right—and then again, I thought you were going to kill me when you saw me again."

"But I'm really sorry, Father—" I laughed. "It may be a little silly, but I always thought so. I caused your confusion, didn't I? So I have to get out of town, I Don't know how my father would do that, but he was in pain, and I caused it, so I should say sorry, because I caused everything, I'm a monster-"

"Hush—" He put his hand in front of his mouth, "The devil only exists in hell, no devil can come here, so I was wrong about this, please forgive me."

"But I went against nature." I said.

"Yeah——" he sighed, "but what is nature? God created nature, but he didn't tell us how to follow it. He created all things, but he only gave us the ability to rule. Children, if you say who is a rebel Naturally, that is God, homosexuality is not a sin, there are two kinds of it, one is sinful and the other is holy, and I believe you belong to the latter, and all the love you know will belong to the latter."

I opened my mouth, but couldn't say anything. The priest smiled faintly, and suddenly he stretched out a hand.

"Hold it," he said, "you should go back, let me show you the way back, and you will return to the starting point."

The surrounding environment gradually changed, and it became only me and him. The door of the rescue room was opened on one side, and there was a corridor outside. At the end of the corridor, there was a room full of sunlight.

He took my hand, and I floated forward with him.

"Venticular fibrillation!" A voice came from a distance, but I heard it clearly.

"Hold him—no! No shocks, he's got to get through—"

The priest pulled me down to the ground, then he let go of my hand.

"This is your path, child," he said. "You are so peaceful. I can feel that it is easier for you to accept death than life. You should walk this path alone."

I looked into his eyes, and he smiled even brighter, and it was exactly what the town said—like sunshine.

"His heart rate is dropping, doctor, please allow-"

"No! No electricity, his chest was cut open!"

……

"His heart is beating slower and slower, Doctor."

"Stimulus—we've got to revive him."

The priest gave me a slight push. He opened the Bible and muttered softly.

I walked forward slowly, and the sunlight gradually increased with the movement of my steps. When I came to the door of the room and looked back, the sunlight had completely blocked my sight.

"Don't try to admit that you are wrong, child," came the priest's voice, "though mistakes are important, you must believe that someone is willing to be with you - I will bless you and thank you for bearing all these years. My mistake."

I turned around and entered that room, and the sunlight suddenly turned into silver light all over the sky. At the end of this silver light, I saw myself, lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his body trembling constantly.

"Do you think he'll make it through, Doctor?"

"...No one will know except himself."

……

"Another booster, speed!"

ding ding ding ding ding...

"...declare dead, nurse."

"...Time of death: 08:34."

I held my hand, the cold touch came from the fingertips, the surrounding light gradually drifted away, and then I fell down suddenly, falling into a darkness.

"This...stop...has he stopped? Xiaoyun, go and see if the equipment is broken."

Gradually, voices came from my ears, as if many people were talking, very noisy.

"No, he didn't, doctor, his heart rate is rising, can I hear his heart rate?"

"Go."

I felt something cold press on my chest.

"—His heart beats hard! He's alive!—Doctor! He's alive!—"

I slowly opened my eyes, my eyes were blurred, my mind felt blank, I only remembered the scene in the basement.

I'm alive?I couldn't believe it and asked myself, James really opened the secret room?I was a little confused, and then I heard the door on one side being pushed open. A second later, my shoulder was gently shaken, and my sight suddenly became clear.

"Can—can you talk?" James asked excitedly. I tried to move my throat, but I could only make a hoarse sound. He hurriedly covered my mouth, and I held his wrist. He moved his hand away.

"I—I—" I tried to say a complete sentence, James wanted to cover my mouth, but the doctor on the side stopped him, "Let him try it, it's fine."

James nodded, and Mrs. Rachel came running in, and she let out a sigh of relief when she saw me, and Danny was laughing outside in the hallway.

I'm still trying to speak, and when I found it impossible for me to speak Chinese now, I tried English, and this worked:

"I...I...Idreamedaperson," I said with difficulty, and they all listened carefully.

"Idreamed the priestest, He said... He said he would bless me...."

I dreamed of a priest who said he would bless me...

"He will," James said, squeezing my hand tightly, and there was silence.

It was three days later when I was able to move around, they actually kept me in bed for a week because they said I still looked a little weak, when Danny came to see me a week later he smiled and said: " It seems that I have to come here to live for a while, look at you, you have gained so much weight."

Mrs. Rachel took the flower from him and stepped aside to put it in a vase.

"Tell Little Blue for me? Tell her to come here," said Mrs. Rachel. "There needs to be guard here--although no one is there--get up! James, you haven't moved his hand for a week. pass."

"I have to pull, Danny doesn't care what you're doing here?" James raised his head and said, his hand has been holding me since I woke up, and I initially wanted him to leave during the meal , but he managed to turn Danny into his personal fast food server by threatening him.

"Danny—" Mrs. Rachel called his name, and Danny turned his head to pretend not to hear.

"Why can't you just pull your current boyfriend away? You haven't showered with him in a few days?"

"He hasn't had a shower in days," Danny said.

Mrs. Rachel threw up her hands in surrender, and a doctor knocked on the window outside, and she yawned and went out.

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