Chapter 16

Drowsily, he seemed to have been floating in the darkness for a long time. Roach had been floating on his back on a large river, with only vague starlight above his head. The two banks passed by suddenly, and the river continued to flow. For a long time, he just stared blankly above his head.

The cold starlight rises and falls with the waves of the river, like a floating corpse in the Ganges.

Later, he vaguely heard the sound of horse hoofbeats. An ancient warrior with long black hair rode a war horse and chased him along the river. The warrior may have roared, but the sound disappeared in his own throat, and Roach could not hear anything.

not see.

The sound of horse hooves faded away, and various figures appeared on the shore. There was an ascetic carrying a bag and a bamboo hat, immersed in walking on the rugged road. A figure wearing a hood and a cloak seemed to be holding an ancient scroll in his hand.

.Someone was sitting cross-legged on a chariot, being carried by four people. The man was just looking up at the stars, as if he was roaring loudly.

At first, Luo Qi was curious, but after a while he felt bored. He was already very sleepy and wanted to fall asleep all the time. He stopped looking at the figures on the roadside and began to hope that he could fall asleep.

Looking at the stars in the sky, he could vaguely make out the brilliance of Polaris. His thoughts became turbid, as if the sand was about to dissolve in the river. He almost fell asleep until the loud sound of waves hitting the rocks woke him up.

, a ray of light penetrated straight through the thick darkness. It was not natural light. He saw a lighthouse and the shadow of the huge city behind the lighthouse.

He couldn't help but want to go there. He moved his limbs, and his body was like smoke, which suddenly dissipated and turned into a standing shape with his thoughts. He stood on the sea, stepping on the rushing tide under his feet, and he was aimless.

Thinking and recalling who I am and where I should go.

Suddenly, he noticed someone else behind him.

He turned around and saw a woman standing behind him. For some reason, he was not surprised. The woman was one step away from him, wearing a sweatshirt and jeans, with a hood covering her head to block her eyes.

He tried hard to think about it for a while, and a name came to his lips. "Guan Xinyue?"

The woman was unmoved, and for some reason, he knew she was not.

She was very thin, and the skirt of her clothes trembled in the sea breeze, as if she was shivering.

"You..." Roach said, with warmth that he didn't know where to come from, he asked softly, "Are you cold?"

He saw a smile on the corner of the girl's mouth, soft and naughty. He felt warm in his heart and stretched out his hand.

"Roach!" A familiar voice stopped him.

He was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and saw Du Zhengyi appearing on the other side with a gloomy expression and his hands in his trousers pockets. "Don't touch her." He said with his usual genius' impatience, as if he was scolding her.

A stubborn mustard pimple.

Luo Qi became unhappy and didn't want to listen to him anymore.

"Don't touch her." As if he knew what he was thinking, Du Zhengyi repeated it again, and walked between him and the girl in the hood, separating them. There were thousands of waves under his feet, and the way he walked was very ethereal.

.

Luo Qi looked at him, his eyes were gloomy and quiet in the darkness, and he looked back at Luo Qi with his usual impatience and uncommon indifference.

"Go back." He said, his concise and to the point style remained unchanged.

But Luo Qi just knew, "You are not Du Zhengyi."

This man is colder and more depressed than Du Zhengyi. Most importantly, he exudes the coldness of death.

"Are you dead too?" Roach heard himself asking. His chest suddenly felt severe pain, and he suddenly recalled the countryside, woods, summoned beasts, and the trigger point of all this. He wanted to carefully check all the chains.

, which one led to Du Zhengyi's death? It was his idea, and he is responsible. Did he kill both of them in the end?

But once the floodgates of memories were opened, all the memories of his life flooded into his brain at the same time. His brain was overloaded. He screamed and had a severe headache.

"Roach!" A pair of hands pressed his shoulders.

It was Du Zhengyi's urgent voice, which was more humane than just now.

He opened his eyes suddenly. His body was no longer as light as blue smoke. The intense white light stimulated his eyes. Gravity seemed to rapidly pressurize his muscles. He gasped violently. It was as if his soul was thrown back to the heavy body.

He struggled to adapt, and all the pain he should have felt after the injury came back. He almost vomited.

"Turn off the lights! You idiot!" He heard Du Zhengyi curse impatiently.

The stimulating white light disappeared, leaving only two black holes on his retinal afterimage, but he knew that this was only a temporary burn. He lay dizzy, and a pair of hands in the real world pressed firmly on his shoulders,

It seemed like he must have been tossing very hard just now.

"Du Zhengyi?" he shouted with his eyes closed.

"It's me." Du Zhengyi responded and tentatively let go of his hand. "You're fine. You'll recover in two days."

"Du Zhengyi?" He called again, and Du Zhengyi pinched his shoulder in response, probably thinking that he was not only half-blind but also had something wrong with his ears.

He then asked, "Are you dead?"

The fingers on his shoulders froze for a moment. After a few seconds, Du Zhengyi answered him seriously in his deep voice, "Not yet today."

Luo Qi grinned. Du Zhengyi always had a hidden sense of humor, which would break through the disguise and come to the surface from time to time. Luo Qi wanted to say more, but his throat hurt like a fire, and he moved his mouth like a fish.

.A straw was suddenly put into his mouth, and he took a tentative sip. The cool boiled water poured into his throat like nectar. He decided to give it a try and pretend that Du Zhengyi still had some conscience.

Luo Qi drank the water and fell asleep again. This time he dreamed that he was standing in a green world. There was green everywhere, the mountains and forests were green, green moss grew on the stones, and even the tree trunks were crawling with green moss.

Vine. A deer poked its head out from behind the stone Buddhist lantern. He walked down the green steps. The steps were never finished, and the deer was always in front.

This dream was so tiring that he woke up from exhaustion. This time he felt much better. He slowly opened his eyes. There was only one desk lamp in the room, adjusted to very dim light. Look.

It was a long night here, and he didn't sleep long.

He turned his neck and looked at the surrounding environment. He found strangely that the wall was green, with a group of dark green sandwiched in most of the light green paint. If you look carefully, the dark green part actually depicts a tree.

Big tree. No wonder he had that green dream. It seemed that he had caught a glimpse of the surrounding environment when he woke up last time. His eyes moved downwards and saw a huge Thomas the Tank Engine under the big tree.

It covered a quarter of a wall. Thomas Train made a white grimace, which sent a chill down his spine.

He quickly turned away and continued to observe the furnishings in the room, becoming more and more surprised. He saw several small beds, with shelves for injections beside the beds, and a toy kitchen cabinet against the wall, filled with stuffed animals. Look.

Either his legs had been amputated, or he was occupying the only full-size bed in this children's hospital.

It was a little slow for his ears to recover hearing, or maybe his brain had just restarted, starting up the motherboard and hard drive first, and the sound card had just started up. He heard two muffled voices talking, right in the corner facing the back of his head.

He turned his neck around with great effort and saw two men sitting on high stools in the corner. There was a bar next to the wall with two small animal-shaped plastic teacups on it. The two of them slowly drank from the contents as if they were drinking wine.

He could tell at a glance that one of the men was Du Zhengyi, and the other man, Luo Qi, did not recognize him, but he was wearing a white coat like a human doctor. For a while, he suspected that he had not woken up at all, and he was still there

Dreaming. Taking a closer look, he realized that what they were leaning against was not a bar, but a place similar to a nurse's station. There was also a metal trolley next to it, which contained medical supplies.

Presumably the person who heard Du Zhengyi scolding him when he woke up last time should be the doctor, and they should be acquaintances. The light in the room was dim, and the man was sitting in a darker corner. His appearance could not be seen clearly, but he could only be seen as if

A head full of curls. Nowadays, there are actually men who perm their hair. Apart from the unfashionable mage, I can’t seem to think of anyone else.

Luo Qi wanted to call them, but his throat was stuck together like expired and sticky plastic balloons. He turned his neck without saying anything, and simply turned his ears to hear what they were talking about. Both of them were

He lowered his voice very low, but judging from the frequency and tone of their conversation, Roach knew that they must be arguing. Unfortunately, although those sounds could float into his ears, they were messy and like noise when they entered his ears.

, there is no semantic meaning at all. He was comatose for too long, and the recovery of his language center was a bit slow.

It took him a while to slowly catch some fragments of words. After a while, Curly Hair suddenly raised his voice, as if he was irritated, "You are fully aware of the working mechanism of the psychic beast. It is necessary to send it back for inspection.

of."

Luo Qi was shocked in his heart. Of course, the lion should be sent back for examination. How could it be worthy of the name of a psychic beast? A mad dog is nothing more than that.

Du Zhengyi didn't answer. Luo Qi didn't know what he was hesitating about, why he wanted to indulge a lion like this.

"Du Zhengyi!" Curly Mao must have said this through gritted teeth.

"What did you want me to say?" Du Zhengyi's leisurely voice made people feel itchy. "I don't have time to take it back, and I will never go to the committee to file a complaint. I don't have that time to waste."

"Then I'll take it back!" Curly Hair said.

"No," Du Zhengyi flatly refused. "In that case, the committee will also ask me to go back and testify. Those people have no clue how to work as foreigners."

Curly Hair let out a long sigh, which was Du Zhengyi's helpless sigh, but then Luo Qi's name came up. "Luo Qi obviously has a problem, you know it in your heart."

What?

Roach's eyes widened in shock, and he suddenly realized that they were not talking about "it" but "he". They were talking about Roach. His heart was beating loudly. What on earth were they talking about? That one

There's no problem with the bastard beast, but the problem is with the person who almost got eaten? Did he smell too delicious or something, and they were going to do this victim-blaming thing against him?

"I don't understand." Du Zhengyi said in a deep voice.

"Your subconscious has already attacked him," Curly said, his voice also lowered, and the two seemed to be in a confrontation. "Your surface consciousness has no idea what happened three years ago, but your subconscious

Remember, your subconscious knows he is dangerous."

"It's ridiculous. He didn't go to college three years ago. He can't even light a bonfire now. Do you think he was the one who attacked me three years ago? A brat with low self-esteem?" Du Zhengyi said.

."Is this the first day you met me?"

Luo Qi stared blankly at the dim ceiling of the children's ward. He didn't know which sentence he heard shocked him more: the nonsense that Curly accused him of, or the fact that Du Zhengyi had seen through him and nodded easily.

It broke the pain he thought he had covered up well.

"Let Teacher Pei worry less." Du Zhengyi finally said, "I don't want him to worry about my shit anymore."

"What the hell? Du Zhengyi? How dare you say that!" Curly Hair seemed to be on fire.

Du Zhengyi stood up, as if to show that the conversation was over anyway, and suddenly glanced at Luo Qi.

Luo Qi didn't even have time to pretend that he wasn't eavesdropping. Du Zheng walked over to him and brought him a plastic cup and put a straw in it to feed him. He drank the water and glanced at his own

The little frog cup gave Du Zhengyi a thumbs up.
To be continued...