moon star clear

His gaze lost focus, as if he couldn't see anything, and seemed to be completely ignorant of this world.

"Mu Chen, you fainted at home, so I sent you to the hospital, don't worry, the doctor said you're fine..."

"Jiang Hao, am I awake?"

Mu Chen didn't seem to hear Jiang Hao's explanation, his voice was cold and hoarse, like a cold wind sweeping the rough ground, he seemed to be asking desperately, and he seemed to be talking to himself in a delirious manner.

"Why...why is there no color..."

Mu Chen began to rub his eyes vigorously until his eye sockets became red, and tears fell uncontrollably, whether it was from sadness or pain.Jiang Hao tried to grab his hand, but he broke free.He struggled to get out of bed and wanted to go to the window, but he tripped over a stool on the ground and fell to the ground.

It hurts...isn't it a dream?

The pain of falling on the floor responded to him, but he still crawled toward the window resignedly.

Outside the window of the ward is a tall willow tree. Even in early winter, you can still see a few withered yellow willow leaves that have not yet fallen from the window, shaking in the night wind.Looking downstairs, under the white light at night, there should be a dark green holly...

However, Mu Chen only saw a black and white interlaced light and shadow.

The color scheme is like a funeral, quietly burying the most important colors in his life.

The next morning, Jiang Hao took Mu Chen to call an ophthalmologist, and the result of the diagnosis and treatment was preliminarily determined to be acquired color blindness.But the strange thing is that both the retina and optic nerve were normal and no pathological changes occurred in the examination results.In other words, there is no cure for it for the time being.

Registration for the provincial entrance examination is about to begin, and Jiang Hao knows what color vision means to Mu Chen.

He has been painting since elementary school, especially in color, and he has paid a lot for it, but now he has no color vision, which means that he no longer has color in his life, and he will no longer be able to paint paintings with such perfect color coordination.

Losing his parents and his own dreams hit him hard.

Yesterday, Mu Chen's spirit completely collapsed, and he fell on the window sill and lost his strength. Jiang Hao rushed over to support him so that he would not let him fall from the stairs. The trembling in the middle is still clearly imprinted in my mind.

"Is there really no way to treat it?"

"Sorry, because it is acquired color blindness, if you can't find the primary disease, it means you can't start. If the patient has been suddenly stimulated recently, it is recommended to move to the psychiatrist."

In other words, it may be a physical problem caused by a mental illness.

After carefully inquiring about some other situations, Jiang Hao went to the psychiatric department without stopping, but before going there, he left Mu Chen in the ward and told the nurse to take good care of him.

His consideration is not unnecessary, because in China, most people are still prejudiced against psychiatry.

He walked into the psychiatrist's consulting room alone, but saw a familiar face.

The gentleman in front of him, wearing a white coat and sitting behind the table, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, is Shen Xi who is giving Jiang Wangji psychotherapy!

I didn't pay attention to the doctor's name when I registered before, but I ran into someone I knew by such a coincidence.

"Doctor Shen?"

Shen Xi obviously recognized him, and stood up to look at him as a gesture of politeness.

"Student Jiang Hao? Is there any problem?"

The last time Jiang Hao met Shen Xi in the orphanage, he had a good impression of him. When he met him this time, his heart was half relieved, and he explained Mu Chen's situation to him clearly.

"According to your statement and the results of the diagnosis and treatment at the ophthalmology department, I preliminarily judged that your friend's condition was caused by a major stimulus. But it's just my speculation, I dare not say for sure. If there is a chance, I suggest you bring him to see him." See me. Don't worry, it's just a chat, I won't put too much pressure on him."

Jiang Hao and Shen Xi left contact information with each other in order to observe Mu Chen's condition.

The door of the single ward was closed, and Jiang Hao unscrewed the doorknob as lightly as possible and walked in.

The curtains in the room were all drawn, not a single ray of daylight could enter, and the darkness was like the thickest night.Everything is swallowed by darkness, there is no color, only blackness.

The young man on the hospital bed shrank himself into a ball, buried his head between his knees, closed his last bit of vision, and refused to raise his head even when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

Jiang Hao closed the door, walked slowly to the bed in the dark, took Mu Chen into his arms, and gently stroked his back.

"Don't be afraid, there will be a way."

"I have already asked for leave from the school. No one will know that you are here. Take a good rest during this time, okay?"

"Jiang Hao, I... probably won't be able to take the entrance exam."

Jiang Hao didn't answer.He really couldn't answer, the registration for the entrance examination is just a few days later, even if he can find a cure as quickly as possible, there is no guarantee that Mu Chen can recover his color vision before the entrance examination. If he is colorblind and weak, he is not allowed to take part in art. Exam.This means that Mu Chen's efforts in these years will be ruined, and his dream of painting art for many years may never be realized again.

He still remembers Mu Chen's obsession with those colors when he took him to look at the paintings, his concentration on smearing paint on the drawing paper when painting, and his exhausted but satisfied tone on the phone during the training camp because of painting all day.

More than anyone else, he wants to restore Mu Chen's color vision and regain his right to see colors.

But he couldn't guarantee this to Mu Chen.

He could only hug him tighter and give him more comfort.

"It's okay, I will always be with you, and I will not give up helping you find your color."

Mu Chen smiled, the kind who looked relaxed but actually forced a smile, "But, I can't get a professional score. With my grades, I can't get in with you."

These words softly passed through the close distance, and passed into Jiang Hao's ears, sour and surprised.

It turns out that he worked so hard to study culture and stand out in the training camp before, because he was thinking... Will he pass the exam with me?

"It's okay. Even if you don't take the art test, there are other ways. If it still doesn't work, I will take fewer test points and stop and wait for you."

Mu Chen laughed again, and like a blind man, he raised his hand and groped Jiang Hao's side face in the dark, stroked the smooth skin on it, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?" You are so nice, how could I be willing? Let you leave everything behind and wait for me, not to mention... I have nothing left.

Jiang Hao grabbed the hand on his cheek and squeezed it into his palm, "No matter what, I will wait for you, for the rest of my life."

After embracing each other for a long time, the person in his arms said again: "Jiang Hao, I... want to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I should always deal with my parents' funeral."

Concerned about Mu Chen's mental state, Jiang Hao deliberately did not mention the matter of Mu Chen's parents, but he brought it up himself.Although he couldn't see his eyes at the moment, Jiang Hao could hear the firmness in his voice.

Firmly makes people feel distressed.

"I can do this for you."

"Then how can I do it? They are me... They are my relatives, this is my responsibility, and the loss of color vision will not affect these..."

The slightly hoarse young man's voice was very clear in the quiet ward, and when it fell into Jiang Hao's ears, it caused a more obvious sadness. He couldn't bear it anymore, leaned over and stopped Mu Chen from continuing to speak with tears. At the time of separation, Love Sage said: "Then I will accompany you."

After several days of preparation, Mu Zhiyuan and Cheng Ying's funeral was held as scheduled.

It happened to be raining that day, so many people came, black umbrellas crowded the cemetery, and most of the people under the umbrellas were friends from work of Mu Chen's parents.

They lamented the impermanence of life, or sympathized with Mu Chen's tragic loss of his parents, or mourned the death of his friends. All kinds of words were sincere, but they were just the comments of bystanders.

Impermanence, grief, despair, only those who are in it can truly feel it.

Mu Chen finally realized this.

He has been a bystander many times, watching Jiang Hao send Grandpa Jiang away, and Lu Qi send Grandpa Li away, the helplessness and sadness in it will never be fake, but it has never been so real and deep-rooted.

It turned out to be so painful to send off his dearest relatives in person. Jiang Hao must have suffered so many times when he lost his mother, grandpa and Grandpa Li who treated him best.

As the night fell, those who came to mourn left one after another, leaving only Mu Chen and Jiang Hao holding an umbrella for him.

The rain is pattering, and it doesn't stop. The rain is mixed with cold night and damp, which makes people feel like falling into an ice cave.

Jiang Hao took off his coat and put it on Mu Chen, saying, "It's cold, let's go back earlier."

"The rain is too cold, I'm afraid they will be frozen."

Mu Chen carefully arranged the flowers in front of the tombstone, thinking that in the past he could separate the flowers according to the difference in color, but now he can only arrange them carelessly.After tidying up, he opened his extra umbrella and placed it next to the tombstone, blocking the continuous rain for the lettering and bouquet placed in front of the tombstone, then stood up, and put on the clothes Jiang Hao put on him for him He went back and caught Jiang Hao's arm holding the umbrella.

"Okay now, let's go."

If someone who didn't know passed by and heard Mu Chen's words, they would definitely not know that after his parents' plane crashed, neither of their bodies were recovered.

Under the tombstone carefully guarded by Mu Chen, there is not even a handful of ashes.

74. Soul cuddling

After returning to school, Mu Chen was as usual, neither crying all day long, nor taciturn, chatting and laughing with his classmates as if nothing had happened.