Strange disease

I don't think I'm an uninterested person. For so many years, I have also played the role of a normal person who is sensible in this society, ordinary and ordinary.

When I was young, it’s not that I didn’t go my own way. It’s better to say that children at that age are proud of their sharpness and individuality. Rebellion is actually another kind of conformity.

After growing up, one day I suddenly realized that there is nothing wrong with being a mediocre ordinary person. After all, people are social animals, and "ordinary" means that you have perfectly integrated into this society.

But just because of a sudden accident, my painstaking efforts for many years collapsed in an instant.

I regretted a little, annoyed that I shouldn't have gone out so rashly, maybe it was because Xi Rong acted quite ordinary when he saw me, which made me let down my vigilance, and I didn't realize how weird my current appearance was in the eyes of normal people.

I went downstairs as if I was running away, but no one made a sound to persuade me to stay.

I went home disheartened, feeling like a street rat.

I didn't have any appetite, so I didn't even eat anything, so I downloaded a few games I used to play on my phone, created a new whiteboard account, and played all day from scratch.

After just doing nothing for two or three days, the abscessed and inflamed skin on my body gradually healed. Before I could be happy, new places began to fester.

Alas, why is it so endless, it seems that I still have to take some time to go to the hospital to have a look.

I didn’t like to go to the hospital since I was a child. When I was young, it was because my family was poor and had no money to see a doctor. When I grew up, it was because of fear. In that place full of disinfectant smell, I witnessed my closest family members leaving one by one.

In fact, I am quite contradictory. It’s okay to go to get a prescription for a small cold or flu. The more serious the problem is, the more I dare not go.

I was afraid that if I checked, I would never be able to walk out of that place again.

So even though the disease was tormenting, I kept procrastinating with an ostrich mentality. Every day I was pulling back and forth rationally, and then I tried my best to find excuses to escape.

One night, when I was about to go to bed, the door lock suddenly rang, and I was startled, subconsciously thinking that it was Xi Rong who had come.

After all, besides him, there seemed to be no other person.

I hurried to the door in a hurry, and it really was him. He must have drunk too much, and a strong smell of alcohol came to his face. He leaned on the wall precariously, his eyes were distracted.

God, that's how much to drink.

I held him, and he hugged me.

He's at least half a head taller than me, and it's really embarrassing for a big man to pounce on me like this. I felt my body was bleeding again, and my scalp was numb from the pain, but I still didn't push him away, but dragged him halfway Pulled into my room as close as possible.

Putting him down sweating profusely, I couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the medical kit on the ground and went into the bathroom.

Facing the mirror, I saw two big gashs dripping with blood on my bruised back.

Tired.

I simply treated it with bandages and disinfectant, and then looked at it from a distance with a little worry. Xi Rong was not too noisy when he was drunk. After I put him on the bed, he lay quietly up.

I breathed a sigh of relief, since the master bedroom was occupied by him, I simply went to the small room on the other side of the corridor to spend the night.

When I woke up in the morning he was gone.

The bed he slept in last night was neatly made, and even the quilts were folded squarely.

I suddenly remembered that my mobile phone was left here yesterday, and I forgot to take it in a moment of anxiety.

I skillfully picked out the cell phone stuck in the gap between the bedside table and the mattress. Don't ask me why, I have a magical radar, and I can know where it was dropped.

As a result, he turned on the screen casually, and there was a bright red missed call, and the top of the incoming call reminder was filled with Xi Rong's messages overwhelmingly.

He sent me several text messages every once in a while, throughout the night, starting at twelve o'clock, one o'clock, 02:30, three o'clock...it didn't stop.

The words on the screen stuck into the retina like thorns.

"Lili, do you know that I dreamed about you a few days ago."

"I dreamed that you came back, and I went crazy with joy, every time. I dare not stay longer, because I know that the dream will wake up sooner or later."

"Don't be angry. It's rare for you to come back. I ran away without saying a few words. It's really worthless. It's all my fault."

"sorry Sorry sorry……"

"Sometimes I think, you have a good life in that world, but I still selfishly want you to spend more time with me in this world. I really shouldn't."

"Do you know, in that dream you forgot me, as if you had returned to the original state, it was good, and I don't want you to remember. I always hope that you can live a good life like that without going through everything later."

"How are you now? Have you drank Mengpo soup? How old are you? Are your new parents treating you well?"

"Baby, be happy every day."

"I miss you."

The time of the last message stayed at 5:12 in the morning.

I looked at the screen and burst into tears.

In my dim vision, I saw Xi Rong's pale face standing in front of my corpse.

He is obviously suffering from pain just like me.