Made by God

3.

This city is full of fake lights. People come and go in a hurry. When the year ends and the reunion is complete, people leave it.When Shen Ruhai went out on New Year's Eve, the city only left its empty shell, tall buildings and trees still surrounded one place, but the real living part had left, and there were no pedestrians.On weekdays, any highway in the city would be blocked by traffic, but now Shen Ruhai was able to drive wildly on the wide avenue. When others went home for New Year's Eve dinner, he rushed to the city hospital.

It was none of his business at first, he called Wu Kexing, he just wanted to say Happy New Year's Eve, but he didn't get through the phone call.He was distracted while holding his mobile phone, knowing that Wu Kexing is now with Chen Ai, and the once-a-year good day probably really isn't free.After a while, Wu Kexing sent a text message to explain: The phone is on silent in the hospital, I didn't pay attention just now, I'm sorry.

Shen Ruhai replied: Why are you in the hospital?I got sick?

After a while, Wu Kexing sent a letter, saying every word very lightly: There was a little accident, and I'm fine now.

Shen Ruhai made hot coffee for himself, and looked at this text message in the rising water vapor.His parents passed away early, and there was no excitement during the Chinese New Year. He was alone in this city, and he didn't have to visit relatives or friends, and he didn't have to worry about the dinner table.During these days when the whole city was closed, he often didn't even get out of bed, let alone go out.But at this moment, he read the dozen or so characters, slid out the input method, and typed back slowly: Which hospital are you in?I will visit you.

There was no open flower shop along the way, so he got out of the car empty-handed.Wu Kexing doesn't care about it, but personally, he hopes to restore Wu Kexing's normal human style in various details.At this moment, he was standing in front of the hospital, feeling embarrassed that he forgot to bring his wallet for an appointment.

Having a relationship with Chen Ai, Wu Kexing lived in a single room on the top floor as a matter of course.He had said hello in advance before Shen Ruhai could push open the door of the ward under the scrutiny of the bodyguards.He didn't think much before going in, he just regarded this as Chen Ai's usual ostentation.After pushing the door, Wu Kexing turned his head to look over, but he stayed by the door, staring at the gauze patch next to Wu Kexing's right eye in astonishment.

Not only that eye, but Wu Kexing's whole body was in a much more serious condition than he thought.He had a plaster cast on his right hand, while his left hand was on an IV drip. The wound on his right eye was slightly shifted inward, and it was about to hurt the eye.Shen Ruhai even forgot to walk, he stood still and stumbled and asked Wu Kexing: "Why... what happened? How could you be like this? So, so serious?"

Wu Kexing was not in a hurry to answer him, and patted the edge of the bed with his left hand outside the hospital gown, calling him: "Come and sit." After Shen Ruhai sat firmly on the stool accompanying the bed, Wu Kexing explained: "Because of Chen Ai, I got involved Some things. It's over, and Chen Ai is dealing with the follow-up troubles."

There was no pain in his eyes, and Shen Ruhai couldn't help robbing him: "What is it? Chen Ai made you like this. He knew his identity, but he failed to protect you. If you are with him again, you will meet again." For this kind of thing, you should leave him!...Could it be that you like him so much this time that you don't want to leave? "

After a series of questions, Shen Ruhai himself noticed the slip of the tongue, and was stunned for a while, wanting to both apologize and listen to Wu Kexing's answer.He didn't wait too long, and Wu Kexing answered him: "I don't have... the initiative. Chen Ai has no desire to leave, so I will stay."

The answer was not what Shen Ruhai expected.He didn't want to face Wu Kexing's direct gaze, so he lowered his head, looking much sadder than Wu Kexing.Now he could see Wu Kexing's hand more clearly. His wrist was thinner and his fingers were slightly longer than before. It must be Chen Ai's subconscious preference.On the veined back of the hand, the dropper toiled.

Shen Ruhai was a little discouraged.He knows that he is out of control now, which is the instinctive reaction of human beings in the face of unexpected situations.He has never seen such a possibility, nor has he seen Wu Kexing's life, old age, sickness and death.Wu Kexing is already so beyond common sense, why must he be tortured by these common senses?He hesitated, and asked Wu Kexing softly: "Have you...been in this situation before?"

He asked vaguely, but Wu Kexing saw through his real doubts, and clearly told him the truth: "I have died. Many times."

"How could it be?" Shen Ruhai couldn't figure it out, "Who... who would have such a wish? Let you die?"

"A lot of people. They want to grow old with me; want me to end up young; want me to exist as a corpse, as an exhibition of beauty. When I meet them, I will die." Somehow, in Before Shen Ruhai asked, Wu Kexing continued, and his narration became more detailed: "In death, my body decayed, my bones withered, mosquitoes and wild animals bit me, and fire and earth buried me. But I am alive, I am Awareness, my responsibility, still alive, burial, cremation, celestial burial, in the torture of death, I am still alive. I have died thousands of times, and there has never been a real-return-death. When love calls again I, desire calls me again, I rebuild the skeleton, build the texture, retrieve the eyeball from the bottom of the sea, retrieve the heart from the soot, return from the grave, return to this world. Thousands of times, I always come back "He suddenly sat up straight from the soft cushion and approached Shen Ruhai's nose, and told him, "I've been wandering like this."

His expression remained calm, but the sudden approach showed great anger, human anger, anger beyond human.Shen Ruhai looked at his face close at hand, sweating coldly in the winter, it wasn't him who was talking, but he felt his throat was astringent.He raised his hand stiffly, and touched the wound on Wu Kexing's face with his fingertips. It was so cold that his fingers trembled, and he asked Wu Kexing tremblingly, "Does it hurt? Will you... hurt?"

"I don't know," Wu Kexing stared at him, "I don't know it hurts, and I don't know it doesn't hurt."

Shen Ruhai's fingers curled up, and they were pressed inward forcefully.He felt an indescribable pain, he bowed his head in front of Wu Kexing, and spent a period of stale silence between each other, this silence oppressed him, pressed him to lower his head, and said softly to Wu Kexing: "I'm sorry, I... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He almost shed tears, for so many years, Wu Kexing has fallen to the bottom of human desires, and when everyone passed by him, they filled him with a handful of new soil, he was united by all mankind Buried alive, only to get an apology from one person.Desires in the world are endless, just like Wu Kexing's suffering.Apart from being sorry, Shen Ruhai had no other excuses to make.

Wu Kexing lay back on the pillow again, and he smiled again, as if everything just now was just Shen Ruhai's daydream.He said softly to Shen Ruhai: "It's New Year's Eve, I have prepared a gift for you, happy new year."

"What?" Shen Ruhai couldn't react in time to the jump of the conversation, he looked up in confusion, and saw Wu Kexing pushing a book in front of him.He refused in a panic: "No, but I haven't decided what to give you yet..."

"A special gift." Wu Kexing interrupted him: "I give you a special gift, which is what you want. So, I also hope..." When he said these two words, he It seemed unfamiliar, so I could only repeat, "I hope, you can give me a special one. Give me... what I asked for."

The word "special" stunned Shen Ruhai's head, and the ecstasy washed over his pain just now, making him take the book in a daze.He glanced at the title of the book, Mythical Stories.When he walked out of the room, Wu Kexing leaned over and told him: "It's still a long time. You can slowly...Think about it slowly."