There is always scum who wants to be reborn

"Weak will to survive...what do you mean?"

"Weak will to survive...what do you mean?"

Lu Tinghe murmured these words several times, but he still couldn't understand. He looked up at the doctor, "You mean he...he gave up by himself, he doesn't want to live...do you?"

The doctor neither confirmed nor denied, "The patient's injuries are mainly a gunshot wound to the right chest and a concussion wound to the lower abdomen. Although there was a lot of bleeding, it was not fatal, and you sent it in a timely manner. Under normal circumstances, it should have died by now." He is out of danger, but his heart rate is dropping rapidly, and we fear that the patient will soon suffer from cerebral insufficiency."

If this continues, the worst outcome is cerebral infarction.

"No...impossible...you must have made a mistake..."

Lu Tinghe's eyes were red, and he shook his head dully, as if he didn't understand the doctor's words, he grabbed Wang Jia's hand and repeatedly confirmed: "Brother, I have an appointment with Xiaoguai, we have an appointment to be together forever, you heard that, right?" , you heard that too, didn't you?"

Wang Jia didn't know how to answer, so he looked at him helplessly, but Lu Tinghe suddenly laughed, "The doctor must have made a mistake, how could he give up? He won't, he knows I'm... ..I'm waiting for him, he must know, I'm still waiting for him, he won't give up!"

"Xiaohe!" Wang Jia grabbed Lu Tinghe's shoulders and explained in a panic: "Come on, Xiaohe, you, listen to me, what is weak will to survive is a fucking metaphysics!"

"How can you tell if Ban Xing has a weak will to survive? His heartbeat is too slow or his breathing is abnormal. He was shot! You must know that he was injured and he bled so much, so any symptoms are normal, what shit His will to survive is weak! He is so strong and will never give up!"

"Xiao Jia," Xu Zhou pressed Wang Jia's shoulder, and after a few seconds of deliberation, he said, "The doctor came out to inform him that he should be mentally prepared. Don't give him hope and let him down."

"How to be mentally prepared!" Wang Jia threw his hand away abruptly, stood up and looked at him emotionally: "Tell me how to be mentally prepared, what do you think is going on! Huh?"

"My younger brother has never had a good day, and it's hard to get revenge. When the end comes, his lover dies. You tell me what kind of fucking life it is. How can he accept it!"

Xu Zhou was dumbfounded by the yelling, he lowered his head and remained silent, but behind him Lu Tinghe suddenly spoke out, his voice was so hoarse as if his vocal cords were torn: "Brother, you are right."

"Wanxing won't give up, he just...he's just too tired..."

As he spoke, he glanced at his watch, as if he had finally found a reason, and forced himself to comfort himself: "Look, it's already four o'clock, and the star is usually asleep at this time, he must be sleeping now, he is very tired , he is also in pain, he just wants to rest for a while..."

Lu Tinghe became more and more sure of his statement, and forced out a smile full of hope, but tears slid down the blood on his face, and flowed into his mouth mixed with the smell of iron.

"I have to call him, Wan Xing is asleep, and he will wake up when I call him, he is waiting for me..."

He nodded his head foolishly, kept repeating that Zhu Wanxing was waiting for him, stood up staggeringly on the seat, but just took a step, his weak legs couldn't support anymore, and he fell straight down down.

"Little Crane!" Wang Jia called him anxiously, and rushed over in two or three steps.

The plastic chair caught Lu Tinghe's coat pocket, and as he fell, the zipper was torn open, and the two critical illness notices hidden inside fell out.

The folded horns knocked silently on the floor, and Lu Tinghe's head buzzed, as if someone had punched him in the chest.

The crumpled white paper was stained with blood, as if the life attached to it had been taken away by ghosts and gods.

He froze for a few seconds, then raised his eyelids to look at Wang Jia, his eyes full of water were dark red, and he murmured as if resigned to his fate: "He doesn't want me anymore, does he..."

"Do it again, he still threw me away..."

The word "in operation" above his head flashed quickly, and two more doctors rushed in. Suddenly, a straight line appeared on the electrocardiogram next to the operating bed, and Zhu Wanxing's heart stopped beating.

"The patient is still breathing, defibrillate immediately!"

"Intravenous administration! Cooperate with cardiothoracic pressure!"

As the defibrillator presses on the heart again and again, the tiny electric current explodes and passes in short bursts, Zhu Wanxing's upper body bounces up and down following the machine, as if in an inescapable dream, because of the torture he imposed on Lu Tinghe, There were heart-piercing screams.

The pale lights in the mental hospital seemed like a man-eating monster opened its bloody mouth, and the blood-stained black bag was thrown aside. Lu Tinghe was thrown out like a dead object and tied to the electric shock bed.

His head was covered with a black cloth bag, the belt binding his neck had already been pulled into his flesh, his wrists, ankles, and hips were all tightly tied with ropes, like a dog without dignity, accepting the whim of the doctor and Lu Fengchuan experiment of.

"What is the physical limit of a 3S-level alpha?" Lu Fengchuan asked.

Zhu Wanxing opened his eyes wide in horror, and stood in front of Lu Tinghe, "What are you doing?"

The doctor in a white coat next to him laughed and pressed his finger on the console, "Let's try it?"

"do not want!"

Zhu Wanxing screamed in despair, turned around and fell on the man, tried his best to hug him, but it was useless.

There were screams and screams in his ears, and the high-intensity electric current suddenly climbed up his body. Lu Tinghe was in so much pain that he could not die, and wailed at the top of his voice, calling for help like a heart-piercing: "Wan Xing... I wish Wan Xing! "

"I'm here! I'm here...I'm here...I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Zhu Wanxing responded to him with a loud voice, and tried every means to hold his hand, but Lu Fengchuan told him personally - the lover you miss is the culprit who sent you in.

"My dear brother, you are still counting on him to save you, don't be delusional, who do you think gave you the medicine! He misses you more than I do!"

"No——" Lu Tinghe wailed and straightened his upper body, and was pulled back by the belt again. He shook his body uncontrollably like a dying epileptic, with saliva, tears and snot flowing all over his face, and urine rushed out from between his legs, soaking He took off his pants and ran down the electric shock bed.

Dignity, personality, and life have all been shattered. The proud son of heaven who stood proudly in front of people in the past is now inferior to pigs and dogs.

Zhu Wanxing hugged him like crazy, took off his clothes to cover Lu Tinghe's embarrassing body, cried, screamed, wailed, he couldn't hear him anymore, no matter if it was his own or Lu Tinghe's, they all pierced through his eardrum, Turned into a sharp knife cutting the heart.

He knelt on the electric shock bed, knelt on the ground, and begged Lu Fengchuan's trousers: "You let him go, I beg you to let him go! It's all my fault, you torture me! You kill me, you let me go!" my brother..."

Lu Fengchuan couldn't hear it at all, his face was full of the madness of the winner, enjoying the screams of the defeated.

"Look at my good brother, how he looks like a dog."

As soon as he said this, the doctors next to him burst into laughter. They covered their stomachs and looked at the person on the bed with a smile. All their movements and expressions were distorted in Zhu Wanxing's eyes.

"Aren't you very handsome? After being recognized by my father for a few months, I stole the limelight. They all said that I was a waste who could only rely on me. I'll see you as hell! Garbage! Beggar! The bastard of a prostitute! Just because you dare to fight with me!"

He suddenly raised his hand to strengthen the current, Lu Tinghe immediately began to convulse and tremble, his head tilted to one side and shook wildly, the white foam from his mouth flowed down his neck, wet Zhu Wanxing's hand.

He was about to collapse.

Kneeling on the bed and tearing his hair, he grabbed both ears severely, and there was a big tear on the side where the helix was connected to the skin, and blood and tears flowed all over his face.

"Let me die... I'm the one who deserves to die..."

Zhu Wanxing cried and repeated this sentence, clutching Lu Fengchuan's collar and kept begging: "You killed me, I'm the one who should be damned, let him go, I beg you to let him go, let my brother go... .”

With Lu Fengchuan's sinister laugh, the scene in front of him changed again.

Zhu Wanxing looked desperately at the space being torn apart, the original scenery quickly disappeared from the corner of the wall, like a painting of hell was suddenly lifted from a corner, and a new hell was painted on it when it was restored.

The doctor walked towards him with a hammer and a steel needle, looking excitedly at Lu Tinghe behind him.

Alpha lost the electrode pads on his body while struggling, and Lu Fengchuan proposed to string the electrodes directly on his fingers.

"No...don't...please..."

Zhu Wanxing couldn't even cry out, he stood there like a statue, not daring to turn around, watching those executioners passing through his body powerlessly.

Desperation and helplessness drove him crazy, and his rationality was broken a little bit. He turned around and knelt beside Lu Tinghe's hands, folded his palms to block Lu Tinghe's fingers, and cursed and begged incoherently.

"Get out! Get off! Don't touch him! Don't stab my brother! Please don't stab my brother... I can do experiments too... Use me for experiments... "

He tried his best to pull Lu Tinghe's foot out, frantically strangled the doctor's neck, desperately covered Lu Tinghe's hand, and then heard the crisp sound of "dang", the steel needle penetrated the alpha A thin thread of blood shot out from his finger and splashed on his face.

Zhu Wanxing completely collapsed.

Covering his face and screaming at the top of his lungs, he fell off the electric shock bed, and the blood-stained steel needle was thrown on the ground by the doctor, and fell into his air-like body.

The scene switched again, and Lu Tinghe escaped from the electric shock bed.

The air was filled with alpha pheromones, and the domineering ebony scent was pressed down forcefully, and the aggressiveness was pulled to the extreme.

Lu Fengchuan and several other doctors were attacked and fell to the ground in disorder, with the doors of the wards wide open.

After Zhu Wanxing saw everything in front of him clearly, he blinked his eyes quickly, a glimmer of hope ignited, he supported himself to get up, and rushed to the person by calling Lu Tinghe's name.

The next second the floor suddenly collapsed, and he stepped on the air and fell down. The people lying on the ground and the open door were all gone. Lu Tinghe was knelt on the ground by four or five doctors, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, Lu Fengchuan took Walking towards him with a knife from behind.

"It's all like this and you still have such a great ability, I dug up your glands to see how you still release pheromones!"

Zhu Wanxing's out-of-focus eyes tightened, his pupils widened suddenly, and he didn't even dare to recall what he heard.

He was afraid that it would hurt when he bit Lu Tinghe's neck the only time he made a temporary mark, but these beasts wanted to goug out Lu Tinghe's glands alive.

"Impossible...impossible..."

Zhu Wanxing shook his head in disbelief, his voice was hoarse like a broken bellows, he looked down and saw that Lu Tinghe's blood was all over his body.

Lu Fengchuan was advancing step by step, but he was retreating step by step. He dared not look, listen, or believe what was in front of him.

He wanted to escape, turned around and ran desperately.

He clearly realized that he could not stop anything that happened to Lu Tinghe, such as teasing, betrayal, electric shock, puncture, knife cutting, torture and death...

What he saw in a few minutes, Lu Tinghe endured for seven days alone in his previous life.

So after he was rescued, he still stood on the company's rooftop. No one can survive after experiencing all this, Lu Tinghe couldn't do it, and neither could Zhu Wanxing.

He grabbed a knife in his hand and ran crazily, rushing out of the mental hospital, out of Lu Tinghe's apartment, out of the study room at night, and out of the sunflower-filled courtyard. Little by little, the dream is reversing.

Zhu Wanxing could feel his body getting weaker and weaker, gradually becoming transparent, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps behind him, and the black shadow from the beginning flashed in the corner of his eyes, as if he had followed him closely since the dream.

The black figure was stretching out a hand, desperately trying to grab the back of his neck, trying to pull him back into this nightmare and lock him up, so that he would never be reborn forever.

But Zhu Wanxing was no longer afraid, his emotions were like a pool of stagnant water, no matter how many stones were thrown in, it would not be able to stir up any waves.

He ran with all his strength, and watched with his own eyes that all the scenery around him faded, and the sky and the earth turned into black and white.

Just when he thought all this was finally coming to an end, something suddenly fell from a high altitude in front of him, and only heard a loud "bang", Lu Tinghe landed at his feet.

Dust and wind were blown up, and hot blood spattered his face.

Eyes full of red tore through the darkness, thick blood flowed from Lu Tinghe's head that had been smashed into a pool of mud, and quickly spread to Zhu Wanxing's feet.

He thought desperately: So this is how my brother came to pick me up...

There was no screaming or crying, Zhu Wanxing looked at everything in front of him calmly, and murmured in relief: "That's how it is."

He clenched the knife in his hand and stabbed himself in the neck without hesitation, saying, "My brother and I will go on the road together."

Just a second before the point of the knife pierced his neck, the black figure behind him finally grabbed his shoulders, wrapped Wu Muxiang's palm to cover Zhu Wanxing's eyes, Lu Tinghe begged hoarsely: "Little boy, come back."

In the operating room, there was only the sound of the machine running and the muffled sound of the defibrillator shocking the chest. On the electrocardiogram, Zhu Wanxing’s heart rate fluctuated abnormally, changing from a fast and thick waveform to a small tremor wave. The doctor urgently notified: "The family members call immediately!"

Hearing this, Lu Tinghe leaned over and held Zhu Wanxing's hand, and said again: "Little boy, come back."

He made an exception to come in, signed the agreement in advance, and wore a fully enclosed germ-proof suit. Only a transparent area where the eyes could be seen outside, and the fog generated every time he spoke would cover that area, lying on his back. Zhu Wanxing on the operating bed also couldn't see clearly.

"Little boy, I know you're tired..." Lu Tinghe held his hand tightly and said softly, "You've been running all night, you're very tired and in pain, brother knows, brother knows, but ...Can you hold on a little longer..."

Moisture slipped from the end of his eyes and flowed all the way into his mouth. Lu Tinghe's voice was very soft, and his eyes were half-opened. He had no strength left, and he was holding on with his last breath.

The rescue doctor had no doubt that if the omega on the bed lost its vital signs, the alpha would also collapse.

The doctor glanced at the gradually weakening fluctuations on the electrocardiogram, looked at Lu Tinghe movedly, and said hesitantly: "Family, the patient may—"

"No! Impossible!" Lu Tinghe couldn't hear that word at all, shook his head and held Zhu Wanxing's hand tightly, "He won't give up, he can't give up! Little boy, hold on for a while, hold on for a while, get up and see I, don’t you want me to kiss you, so how about you get up, get up and look at me, I beg you..."

"Brother, please, please come back..."

"what!"

Awakened by a childish low cry, Zhu Wanxing opened his eyes again, he was leaning against Lu Tinghe's tombstone, like a homeless kid curled up beside his lover's grave alone.

The black shadow behind him and Lu Tinghe's body disappeared.

Into the eyes is a stretch of endless mountains, green fruit trees and light red flowers all over the mountains and plains.

The mountain slopes down gently and is connected with the rice terraces built along the mountain. The well-arranged terraces are like billowing green waves shining with water, gently washing away to the eyes.

Zhu Wanxing stared blankly for several times before realizing that this was the mountain village where Lu Tinghe lived when he was a child, but in his impression there was no such fertile land, the food was not grown well, and the mountain was bare.

He looked over to find the voice just now, and saw a child in shabby clothes half lying under the tree, as if he had just fallen from the fruit tree.

Zhu Wanxing approached slowly, saw the child's appearance clearly, and opened his eyes wide in disbelief: "...Brother?"

The child turned his head quickly, with a face similar to Lu Tinghe's on his thin shoulders, frowning, like a little old-fashioned.

"Are you calling me?" Little Lu Tinghe asked him.

Zhu Wanxing was stunned, "You don't know——you can see me?"

Little Lu Tinghe nodded, "I can see that." He scratched his hair again, as if embarrassed, and whispered, "You are very good-looking, like my daughter."

Almost as soon as he heard those two words, Zhu Wanxing's tears rolled down his face, "You...do you still remember Nannan?"

Little Lu Tinghe had a strange expression, "Why don't you remember?"

He skillfully pulled down the slightly long trousers, found a thick tree root and lay down, Zhu Wanxing walked over unconsciously, sat next to him, and heard little Lu Tinghe say: "A year ago, I picked up a tree root here. I got a little star, and he promised to be my daughter."

When little Lu Tinghe said this, his eyes were slightly squinted, his arms were under his head, and his legs were crossed. He looked happy and proud, and said, "I am the first alpha in the village to have a daughter."

Zhu Wanxing was affected by his emotions, and slowly laughed, and asked him very lightly: "Do you like him very much?"

"Of course I like it!" Little Lu Tinghe returned quickly, with a lot of longing in his eyes: "I want to pick a lot of fruits and plant rice well."

Zhu Wanxing looked at his broken shoulder with distress, and said: "You don't have to work so hard, as long as you can eat enough."

"Not good." Little Lu Tinghe was a little worried, frowned tightly, and said earnestly: "It takes a lot of money to marry a daughter, you have to arrange wine, build a house, buy beautiful clothes, and you have to move to the city. It's too hard here. , my daughter is a bit delicate, I can't let him suffer with me."

"Don't! Don't go to the city!" Zhu Wanxing was terrified, held his hand with tears in his eyes, and said in a mess: "I'm not squeamish anymore, I don't need to put wine, I don't need beautiful clothes, we can build a house together, Don't go to the city anymore, okay, can we stay here for the rest of our lives?"

Little Lu Tinghe was a little puzzled: "Us? Why, you are not my daughter."

"I am! I'm your niece..." Zhu Wanxing cried out anxiously, choked up and moved closer to him, "I am your niece, I will be with you, I will be with you for the rest of my life, bro... ..don’t go into the city, please, please…”

Little Lu Tinghe looked at him, the corners of his mouth sank, "Aren't you going out?"

Zhu Wanxing didn't know what he was asking at all, he only knew to promise blindly, for fear that he would step into the city again and be eaten by those beasts.

"I'm not going out, I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay here with you."

Little Lu Tinghe's face sank completely, "Then what should he do?"

Zhu Wanxing was stunned, "...he?"

The child in front of him suddenly raised his eyes, looked behind him, and said, "He chased you all the way, didn't you see?"

Zhu Wanxing's throat tightened, and he turned around slowly. Suddenly, the mountain wind carrying the fragrance of rice rushed to his eyes. The black shadow trembled, turned into a white light and shadow, and turned into Lu Tinghe's appearance.

"You are with him, so you don't want me?"

Zhu Wanxing opened his eyes in a daze, and was completely stunned, "Brother...how could it be you...I thought you were going to arrest me..."

Lu Tinghe approached him slowly, his voice was so soft that it would be scattered in the wind: "You wandered outside all night and didn't come home, can't I come and catch you?"

Zhu Wanxing shook his head aggrievedly, "I'm going home, I want to go home, but I can't find a home, I can't get in anywhere...They won't let me in..."

"Then come to me," Lu Tinghe held his fingertips, Zhu Wanxing nodded and said yes, the moment his fingertips touched, he suddenly retracted like an electric shock, "No! You are not my brother, my brother... ..my brother died..."

He turned his head in pain and looked at the tombstone, and he saw Lu Tinghe's ghost parked there, wearing a black suit, staring at him with red eyes.

"My brother is dead...my brother was killed by me..." Zhu Wanxing repeated these words in a murmur, watching the white shadow in front of him retreat step by step, "I want to accompany him , we made an agreement, I will accompany them..."

Accompanied by Lu Tinghe, who died tragically, and the children who lived hard, stayed in the mountains together, stayed in the dream, and never went out.

Suddenly, a cry came from a distance, childish and clear: "Brother Tu!"

Zhu Wanxing looked for the voice and turned his head, and saw a white child running towards him with bare feet, it was his young self.

Little Zhu Wanxing had an old military kettle hanging around his neck, and he was running hard along the rice fields. The canals and terraced fields in Qingling fell behind him step by step, and the mountain wind gently blew away the broken hair on his forehead. The poisonous sunlight shone down, illuminating the sweat on the tip of his nose.

Zhu Wanxing was stunned, and looked at the little Lu Tinghe behind him in three steps and two steps to meet him in disbelief, took the water bottle and drank a couple of sips, then took little Xingxing's arm to let him swing his feet in the ditch, and then skillfully back on the back.

"How could this happen..." Zhu Wanxing murmured and asked, "Didn't he already leave..."

Little Lu Tinghe turned around, "He is my daughter, where can he go?"

Little Xingxing seemed to be unable to see them, so she yelled coquettishly, "Go home and eat, the village chief killed the chicken!"

So little Lu Tinghe didn't delay any longer, he lifted him up with his buttocks on his back, and shouted in his local accent: "Let's go!"

The two children ran along the Tianlong together, the wind blew the fragrance of rice, breaking up their laughter and laughter, and the smoke from the cooking house rose in the distance, that was the destination of the children tonight.

Zhu Wanxing's eyes were wet with tears, and something in his heart collapsed a little bit. He seemed to feel something, and immediately turned his head to look at Lu Tinghe's tombstone. Sure enough, beside Lu Tinghe's ghost, he saw Zhu Wanxing who had been late.

He was still wearing a black suit for the banquet, and there was a bloodstain on his neck from a knife cut, but he didn't care, he just wrapped the gauze tightly around Lu Tinghe's fingers to cover up all the bloody holes.

"Wang Jia said to serve wine for me and my daughter tonight." Lu Tinghe said.

"That's just right," Zhu Wanxing glanced at the clothes of the two, and said with a smile, "We don't even need to change our clothes."

They also walked towards the mountain in the direction of the child, holding hands and walking very slowly, the sun was setting, and the setting sun was blowing down slowly by the evening wind, leaving two close shadows behind them.

The obsessions from the previous life, the pain of childhood, and the nightmare that haunted Zhu Wanxing for two whole lives, all went away with them.

Zhu Wanxing always thought that the dark shadow behind him was going to catch him back to his dream, but he didn't know that the nightmare he thought was his real salvation.

Lu Tinghe slowly walked in front of him, leaned over and placed a light kiss on his lips, "Their daughters have gone back, won't my daughter come back to me?"

On the electrocardiogram, the small tremor wave slowly increased, gradually became higher and wider, and finally recovered steadily and vigorously.

The doctor exclaimed happily: "Yes! A miracle! The patient's heart rhythm is returning to normal!"

"Stop defibrillation! Report heart rhythm and blood pressure!"

Lu Tinghe closed his eyes, took a deep breath while holding his hand, his voice trembling violently.

"Little boy, welcome back."