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Chapter 19 A ray of light in the darkness

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    When my mind was clear again, I found myself lying in that apartment.  At present, it has not yet expired and still has a few months of residency.  How did I get here? My mind is blank. Maybe the torture of the disease before made my memory fragmented.

    I struggled to sit up and looked around. Everything was the same as before, and the suitcase I was carrying was also standing on the floor.  Sorting out my memory, I slowly remembered that a taxi took me here, but I can't remember all the details after that.  I don't have to rack my brains to think that the process doesn't matter anymore.

    This apartment was rented by me to avoid Zhao Xin, and the living facilities in it were not as good as the apartment building I rented before.  Next, my life became a big problem.  There is not much money left from my mother, and there is no daily necessities for life.  Did I starve to death before my life came to an end?

    I fell down on the bed again, thinking about the date when the rent is due, there are still two months left, and the landlord came to collect the rent at that time, I am afraid that he saw a corpse that had been dead for two months.

    God, I can't imagine how horrible it will be after two months of my dead body on this bed.  The landlord has no enmity with me. I can't add such a burden to others after my death, can I?

    I struggled to sit up again, but froze again, although I was sure I could still walk, and even walk out of the building.  However, apart from here, where is my habitat.  Perhaps, the best destination in life is in a hospital, but I don't have the conditions to die in a hospital. Can't I sleep on the street?

    This thought made me shudder, and I suddenly remembered that nightmare, and I never wanted to go out again.  No matter how miserable it is, I will not die of illness on the street.

    I picked up the phone with difficulty, thought for a while, and then dialed the number of my best friend¡ª¡ª

    "Yuyan, how are you doing back home?"

    "ShanshanI'm back"

    "Ah? Where are you?"

    "I'm renting out a roomyou know"

    "Who is taking care of you?"

    "I'm alonein a few daysplease call the policelet them collect my body"

    "Yu Yan!"

    I hung up the phone with tears in my eyes.  At this difficult time, no one wants to approach me, even my girlfriends, these days, they never contact me. This feeling of coldness in the world makes me fall into deep despair.  What reason do I have to love the world?

    For the next day, I crouched in the cold room, stretched out in bed waiting to die.  However, the feeling of waiting to die is really uncomfortable, not only the physical pain, but also the mental torture.  I think that compared to me who froze to death in that nightmare, my current fate is even worse. Not only terminal illness, but also hunger, mental trauma, and various inhuman tortures make it difficult to change my tragic fate.

    I felt like I had a fever, and even though I was covered with a thick quilt, I was still shivering.  I need hot water at this time, but no one can help.  I can no longer move myself, even though it is still a long time before the date of the 'death sentence' pronounced by the doctor, but my spirit has died first, and I can no longer control this body.  I closed my eyes tightly, wishing I could fall asleep as soon as possible, so that everything would be over.

    But I couldn't sleep again, and the movie kept playing in my mind¡ª¡ª

    It was from the ignorant childhood, youth, and student days, to stepping into this society, there are always some impressive memories that are hard to forget.  Looking back on the past bits and pieces, which ones are joyful, which are sad, and which are irreparable regrets, and of course, some things that should be cherished have been lost.  I suddenly realized that whether a person's life is long or short, there are more regrets than joys, more sorrows than joys.  I don't know why these messy things appear in my mind, maybe it's the "spiritual reflection" that I often hear?

    For the rest of my life, whoever I love, I will have this day, and I will always have this feeling.  When I was dying, I still did not forget to comfort myself.

    Boom boom boom!

    An urgent knock on the door woke me up from the illusion, and I had to lift my tight eyelids, and I could clearly feel the hasty knock on the door.  Is it my best friend?  In this world, apart from the landlord, only my girlfriends know where I live.

    ?I didn¡¯t get up when I was in urgent need of care, and I didn¡¯t want to experience any more twists and turns on the way to Huangquan. Besides, my best friend is a woman, so she shouldn¡¯t let her see me when I was dying.  I didn't move, but my heart was filled with a trace of warmth.  I am not forgotten by all in this world.

    Except for my panting, there was no movement in the room, but the knock on the door never stopped. It can be expected that the knocker knows what state I am in the room.

    The knock on the door got louder and louder, and I??If you want to pass out, you can't do it.  I'm a little strange, the knock on the door is so loud, could it be from a best friend?

    Poof!

    Along with a dull loud noise, I felt a gust of wind coming, as if I was brought in by someone.  I suddenly realized that the door had been knocked open, and someone broke into the room.

    I raised my eyelids again, and a tall figure rushed forward.

    I closed my eyes weakly, love whoever I love, whatever I love.  A dying woman, what else is she reluctant to do.

    "Yu Yan!"

    I trembled all over, a familiar voice came into my vague consciousness, as if it was about to set off a wave.  is it him?

    I wanted to open my eyes again, but unfortunately, I was filled with inexplicable tears. My eyelids were opened, but my eyes were blurred, and I could only feel a vague figure shaking.  Immediately, my upper body was covered by a pair of powerful arms and buried in a chest with a violent heartbeat, just like a dream.

    Next, I heard a burst of man's wailing, and my body trembling continuously.  God, am I going to die?  Or the person is dead, but the soul can still perceive the world outside the body?  I'm too lazy to worry about these, anyway, it's good to keep me away from pain.

    I feel my soul is wandering, in a long dark night.  The night sky was quiet, without stars, and pale clouds floated slowly overhead like ghosts.  I can't feel the wind, but the clouds are moving, and the clouds can't feel the cold, but I'm cold.  What kind of desperation makes it cold and hot, and what kind of numbness makes me feel cold from the bottom of my heart, and ignore the wind?  The night is getting dark, I scream helplessly, as if this scream can penetrate the boundless night and wake up the vicissitudes that have been forgotten for a long time

    "Yu Yan!"

    Another call of concern dragged me back from the darkness to the light, and the golden light in front of my eyes was brilliant.  I couldn't help raising my eyelids, and a clear face was staring at me.

    God, I hope I don't wake up from the dream, but I still perceive reality.  Compared with a year ago, that face was a little haggard, but the dignified brows were full of determination.

    "Yu Yan!"

    He hugged me tightly again, as if he was afraid that I would be like a drifting cloud, and if I was not careful, I would be lost.  I suddenly understood a truth, the underlying reason why people pursue eternity is the irresistibility of death.  But eternity is an illusory rhetoric.  In the arms of a man, if there is a woman he loves, it is as if he has grasped eternity.  He is using an incredible way to lock me tightly and continue to stay in this miserable world.

    Now that the reality has returned, all kinds of discomforts follow me, my throat seems to be burned, but my whole body does not look so cold.

    "water¡€¡€¡€"

    It is difficult for me to make a plea to this world.

    The man who hugged me quickly put me down gently, and then covered my body tightly with a quilt, "Be patient, I'll boil some hot water right away."

    Once I got out of his arms, it was like being in an ice cellar, and I said with difficulty, "Don't leave meII'm cold" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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