Welcome to the world of strange dreams

"I brought some food to the second elder."

Fu Minghui raised the small paper box in his hand, "It's just a small snack, but it's well made. The taste is not too sweet, but it's soft enough."

She chose it on purpose.

The elderly should not eat too much sweets, but the old couple have been tired for most of the day, and sweets can quickly replenish their physical strength.

The old lady actually had no appetite, but after hearing Fu Minghui's words of "sweet mouth, sweet heart", she still ate half a piece.

The old man also said that he would go home and wash the food for Zhen Xiaotao with clean water. After there was no excess salt, he would go to feed stray animals near the community.

The old couple did this because they were kind-hearted and thought it would bring blessings to their grandson.

The old couple did everything they could for their grandson, no matter how small it was.

But sometimes, hope is formed by stacking up such tiny willingness.

While the two elders were eating, Fu Minghui continued to communicate with Zhen Xiaotao.

I no longer read to him, so I turned on the video online battle, started a passionate animation, and explained it softly while playing it.

She was very conscientious in her work, which gave her a strong belief that Zhen Xiaotao could wake up, which made the old couple very happy.

After all, it had been years since anyone believed in their hopes.

Even they themselves don't believe it.

What's more, the relatives around me, especially my own children, have to constantly obstruct me.

"They just dislike us for using the property that can be allocated to them on Xiaotao." The old lady once said to the old man, "But we have raised them responsibly, fully educated them, married them, and left them alone. The real estate and deposits belong to us, it’s wrong for them to insist on worrying about it.”

"Yes, we don't bother them for their old age. We can spend these things on whoever they want. We just want to use them all for Xiaotao, and no one can care about them." The old man comforted him like this every time.

"But if we die..."

Who cares about that child?

He was only fifteen years old when he became a vegetative state. His life had not yet begun. He had been lying on the bed like a dead person for twenty years. Would it end like this?

God is so cruel.

"Xiao Tao will wake up! We can see it!" The old man said the same thing every time.

He tried his best to convince himself and his wife.

Now seeing a strange young girl who seems to believe so, they seem to suddenly have psychological support.

After relaxing like this, fatigue hits me.

Coupled with Fu Minghui's explanation of the cartoon, the grandchildren must have liked it, but it was completely boring to them. So actually during this one-sided conversation, they all gradually fell asleep.

Fu Minghui talked happily for several episodes. When he felt thirsty, he realized that the two old people were asleep.

One was leaning on the sofa, and the other was sitting on the chair next to the bed, leaning against Zhen Xiaotao's feet.

She didn't dare to make any big moves. When she got up, she gently lifted the chair behind her and put it down again.

But she didn't turn off the cartoon, because she knew that the old people were light sleepers, and if there was sound, there must always be sound. A slight change in the environment, even if it became quiet, would wake them up.

From the looks of them, it seemed like they rarely slept so peacefully.

However, Fu Minghui found that there was no water in the room, so he quietly went out and prepared to go to the water room to fetch water from the disposable paper cup there.

When we arrived in the corridor, we found the guard lying on the table and asleep.

This one is really...

Complain to him, for fear of ruining his work.

If you don't complain, I feel sorry for the patients and their families.

He is either unreasonable or negligent in his work. It is simply speechless.

Fu Minghui shook his head slightly, and went to the water room to drink water first to soothe his dry throat. Then he drank another glass, planning to go into the room and drink slowly.

She couldn't rest assured until the old couple woke up and she had to put them in the car home.

Probably because of her life-and-death experience with Zhen Xiaotao in the border, she now feels even responsible for the elderly couple...

The layout of this building is that the elevator and stairwell are on one side, and the water room and public kitchen are on the other side.

Zhen Xiaotao lives in 403. If he wants to go to the water room and kitchen, he has to go to the bottom of the corridor.

Passed 407.

Basically, people in the hospital go to bed very early, not to mention that the fourth floor is the ward for critically ill patients, who are hospitalized for a long time. Because the medical care conditions are good, except for some people who hire caregivers for a long time, all the family members who accompany the bed have left by this time.

So, the corridor is very quiet.

It's so quiet that the sound of footsteps can be heard echoing.

Fu Minghui has become much more courageous now. When walking in the corridor, although he felt a little nervous, he was not afraid yet.

Even her footsteps sounded a bit strange, rustling, as if there was someone following behind.

In this way, when she passed by 407, she hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked to the glass window on the door and looked inside.

Because no one was living there, the whole room was dark.

But the corridor is very bright.

Looking from the light into the darkness is like staring into an endless abyss.

Suddenly, I felt fear in my heart.

She quickly withdrew her gaze and stood there listening for a while, feeling no sound.

So I guessed that maybe Tong Xin's energy had not recovered yet and it could not affect this side.

But before leaving, she looked into the room with a sigh of relief.

That kind of situation where you know clearly that doing so is unreasonable and may be dangerous, but your brain seems to be unable to control your body and you still can't help but do it...

Just... can't help it.

result……

There is really movement!

With a snap, a red light appeared, then flashed non-stop.

Then there was another red light.

It's actually quite symmetrical.

Apparently some instrument in the ward was started, and the red light was the light emitted by the indicator light. This is absolutely normal in normal times, but now that there is no one inside, how could the instrument start? !

Fu Minghui was so frightened that he took half a step back and felt like he had hit something.

She subconsciously turned around quickly, but there was nothing there, only an empty corridor leading to the end of the water room.

In panic, the paper cup she held in her hand was flattened, and the water splashed all over the floor.

Her first reaction was to look at her watch.

Although most of the time within the boundary is chaos and darkness, it is an emptiness with no sense of coordinates.

But there are also cases where you fall into an illusion as soon as you enter.

The current hospital may be an illusion.

If it was in the border, she would be less afraid. Moreover, Luo Zhao will come to find her soon.

However, the second hand of the watch rotates powerfully and rhythmically.

She looked twice and found to her despair that this place was not a border, but was haunted.

The next second, she ran towards 403 with all her strength and energy, while shouting at the guard.

The strange thing is that the guard seemed to be possessed by a ghost and did not wake up at all.

And her voice reverberated very strongly, returning to her eardrums layer by layer, as if it was being kept somewhere and kept spinning, unable to reach the outside world at all.

When she rushed to the door of 403, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and was shocked to find that the door of room 402 was open.

Second update.

I didn’t expect everyone to like that poem. Sure enough, we are in the same school. No wonder they like unpopular books written by unpopular authors like me.

But I was too sloppy and forgot to write a sentence yesterday. I will write it again here today.

If you wait for me, I will come back.

But you must wait wholeheartedly.

Wait until it rains yellow and snows heavily.

Waiting for the triumphant summer.

When my memory goes blank, my heart is shaken.

Wait until no news comes.

Wait until all waiting stops.

……

The penultimate sentence is missing.

This was originally written by a man to a girl when he went to war. But I think it is also suitable for Zhen Xiaotao.