In the next few days, the man would come to Changli's clinic every day to take medicine, and the medicine Changli gave him became heavier every time.
Even Changli was a little surprised.
This man really took such a heavy medicine.
I drank the decoction and it was incredible.
You know, even Changli himself didn't want to drink those medicines when his five senses were not closed.
However, the strong smell of Chinese medicine coming from the man still made Chang Li understand that he had indeed drank the medicine.
Fortunately, the Chinese medicine did not take effect so quickly, otherwise the man would not have been able to last that long.
Another time when a man came to pick up medicine, Changli looked at his increasingly thin figure and showed a strange smile.
This smile was fleeting and no one noticed.
The city has been sunny for many days in a row, which makes the residents who have long been accustomed to its moodiness feel strange.
They even miss the continuous rainy days.
This hard-earned and sentimental weather brings them not only pleasant surprises, but There is also discomfort.
The man walked to the narrow rental house with a large bag of medicine as usual.
His steps were deeper and shallower, completely losing the lightness and carelessness of before.
Every time he took a step, he had to stop to breathe, but he I didn't realize anything was wrong with me at all.
In contrast to his physical weakness, he was mentally excited.
There were deep and shallow undercurrents hidden in his brown eyes, just like a deep ocean trench, possessing the power to engulf people.
He recalled what he saw in the dream carefully, as if his spirit was still immersed in those horrific dreams and unwilling to return.
What a wonderful feeling, he thought.
Finally, he drank another bowl of medicine.
This bowl of medicine was as rich as old age's sauce and had a strange fragrance, but the man couldn't tell it apart.
He thought it was exactly the same medicine as before.
Different from the previous rejections, he drank the medicine calmly, with a trace of desire in his expression.
Finally, he fell asleep again.
This time, those bloody things did not appear in his dreams. , he felt very disappointed, as if he had been fooled.
Why on earth have I spent so much effort and you don’t show up anymore?
He was walking like crazy in the rush.
It was hazy here, with a layer of white mist floating everywhere.
This mist was not cool and clear like morning mist, but instead had a smell like industrial waste gas.
A taste of decay.
The man refused to listen and ran in the mist, going crazy.
He called the names of the people he had made into works of art, the name of the target he was currently looking at, and finally, he called his own name.
After calling for a long time, he realized that he was the only one here.
He suddenly stopped, and a long-lost feeling of loneliness struck his mind, making him panic and excited at the same time.
He finally realized that he still longed to exist as a human being.
He suddenly realized that he might not be able to escape this terrifying and desolate dream.
As early as the first time he drank the medicine and entered the terrifying dream, he realized that there was something wrong with the medicine, but for the long-lost excitement and curiosity It felt like he was still having these dreams, and now, he was finally going to reap the consequences.
He fell into madness again.
This time, it was real madness.
Different from the previous madness in pursuit of excitement and to satisfy his perverted desire to vent, this time, he was mad because of his inner fear and uneasiness. .
He kept running and searching in this dream world, but he could never find an exit.
In the end, he was numb, and his endless physical strength seemed to be consumed in the long struggle.
He gradually Become numb and hopeless.
Finally, he had to stop and rest for a while before continuing to move forward.
He kept walking like this without stopping.
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In fact, he had forgotten why he kept moving forward, but the belief of moving forward kept lashing out at him.
In his heart, he couldn't stop and didn't dare to stop.
But in the end he stopped, and his rickety figure fell in the heavy fog, like an old sculpture.
Ashes gradually fell on the sculpture, and finally it was annihilated by the ashes.
In the real world, the breathing of the man lying on the bed gradually became calmer, and finally became silent.
However, his body became full in this brief process, just like a flash of light.
However, this flashback truly reflects the footsteps of the God of Death.
At the moment when his body was closest to perfection, his breath completely disappeared.
In a clinic some distance away from here, Chang Li leisurely sorted out the medical records.
In the end, he didn't know what he sensed.
The corners of his mouth slightly raised.
The black cat at his feet glanced at him doubtfully, and then She rubbed her fluffy head against his leg, yawned, and continued to doze off.
Today, the clinic closed a little later, as if Changli was waiting for something on purpose, and Su Yuxi didn't know what he was waiting for.
She glanced at Changli silently, and then continued with the chores in her hands.
A month later, her belly finally appeared.
The slightly raised arc was not noticeable, but it still made some attentive people notice it.
They subconsciously slowed down and accommodated her movements.
Even when Chang Li continued to work as usual and did not allow the lady to take a reasonable rest, they still looked at him with condemnation.
Su Yuxi seemed to not feel it at all.
She was doing her own thing and took other people's humility to her as a matter of course.
Chang Li looked at this scene with some irony in his eyes.
During the pregnancy, this woman refused to settle down for the sake of this child.
How much of a mother's duty can this woman fulfill after the child is born?
To be reincarnated into such a person, this child is really unlucky, Changli thought.
Either don't be born, and you have to take responsibility after you are born.
This is probably the philosophy of most parents, but there are always some people who abandon themselves among the majority and become a fool in their own way.
When he stepped out of the clinic, he felt the sun blowing on his body along with the wind.
Changli felt peaceful for a moment.
He put all his thoughts aside and said something to the black cat that had been following him.
One sentence, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
The black cat's eyes suddenly widened and he meowed twice.
Then he showed a sweet smile.
I really don't know how a cat can show such an expression: