[Titanic] Surprise in the bubble

A ray of light gradually appeared in the sky, gradually spread, and then radiated in all directions, and finally, a round of tomorrow jumped out and slowly rose.

This night, Jack was breathing hard, and the sound of obstruction in his throat almost always made me feel that he would be unable to breathe in the next second.

It's just that it's finally here.

When the sun came up again, Jack's breathing seemed to be much better as it loomed in front of my eyes, radiating heat.

With a hoarse voice and sighing, he called me, "Sean..."

"Hey! I'm here!" I hurriedly sat by his bed and held his cold hand, "How do you feel? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Well...it's hard..." He showed a bitter smile, "but...I'm fine..."

He said, with certainty, that although breathless and intermittent, I was relieved to say the words nonetheless.

It really worked, and I relaxed almost immediately, watching him open his eyes again, and almost felt like I was alive after a catastrophe, complete and complete, having just experienced a catastrophe!

"Jack..." I couldn't stop laughing, "I'm so happy, you really scared me so much!"

He looked at me and finally showed a bright smile...

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Jack's body gradually began to recover, but he was still weak and needed help when walking, but he was much better than before.

The hospital basically couldn't find any problems. I discussed it with Jack, and he was eager to be discharged from the hospital, so we went through the discharge procedures very quickly.

I told him about my appointment with a psychiatrist, and Jack was silent for a while, then promised me to see him.

The place where they met was in our hotel, in our room.The first time I met that psychiatrist, John, I couldn't believe he was a... normal doctor?

He walked crookedly, with the front of his leather shoes turned up, and was polished shiny, with a leather bag in his arms, and sat down opposite Jack.

"Hello, Mr. Dawson." He held out a hand, and Jack took it. "Hello, Mr. John."

I sat diagonally behind Jack, with his permission.

"So, do you have any questions? ...Of course, I've heard about it before." John glanced at where I was, "So, I mean, you've been to Hospital, and almost vomited blood and died without any physical problems?"

"...Yes, you can say that." Jack pondered, "But after that, I gradually got better, without any strange reaction..."

John nodded, and asked again: "So, when you were vomiting blood, did something happen? Or, did something irritating happen?"

It made Jack and I blush instantly!He turned his head and glanced at me, I nodded, and then he blushed and gave a general account of the situation that day, "But I don't think it was caused by that incident, because I think... think very happy."

"What about before? Have you ever had such a situation before? When similar things happen, do you feel uncomfortable in your body? Or...you hear something when you vomit blood, or when you are in a coma What kind of voice? Or, will you feel some extraordinary things that you cannot control, as if you have to force yourself to be in such a state?"

The problem this time seems a bit complicated. In my last life, I also heard about such things. Regarding mental illness, when patients have symptoms similar to hallucinations or delusions, they will force their bodies to act Show some reaction.

But in fact, even in the modern era of rapid medical development, I may be ignorant, but I have never heard of a case like Jack's that almost completely killed himself.

Sure enough, after he frowned and thought for a while, he said: "I'm sure, there's nothing. It's just a sudden pain in my body, and then blood came out... And, I'm not unconscious, since I In the past, until the rescue... Even later, I was conscious, and I clearly knew what happened."

"How did this happen?! Can you clearly say what happened?" John was surprised! , "I'm sorry, but I heard from your previous attending doctor that he had already used rescue measures on you, even pressing, and he couldn't even hear your heartbeat at that time! You...you still Conscious?!"

"Yes, I have, I feel him pressing on my chest, it's really... hard."

"Really?!" John questioned: "Then can you tell me what happened when you were resting in the ward after you came out of the emergency room? If possible, I hope Mr. Pastor can assist me and tell Did something like this really happen to me?"

I listened, and then nodded quietly.

Jack looked at me, then obediently laid him on the hospital bed, feeling me sitting beside him, holding his hand, pressing my forehead on his hand, whispering words, and... ...At that time, I was in a sad mood.

"Feel it, Sean. At that time, I was sad too. I wish I could talk, I could get up and tell you, I'm okay, I'm not leaving you. But... I can't, At that time, I felt as if my soul was caught, trapped in a certain place in the body, and there was no way to move the whole body. I was really uncomfortable, I couldn't even breathe..... .You know, I used to feel this feeling, so tired, I can only lie there like that, listen to you talk to me...and feel it, the sun shines on me."

"When the sun shines on me, I feel that the force holding my soul is a little weaker, and then I feel that I broke free immediately! Just that 'poof', it seems that the soul has returned to the body... . . . " he said, all directed at me.

He looked at me with lake-green eyes, which were moist, and there was a lot of helplessness hidden in them, "Xion, actually, I think, I probably know what's going on. I just... don't know how to talk to me. You said. And...Even I am not sure yet, so I invite Mr. John to come, hoping to rule out the only remaining possibility."

This time, Mr. John was confused. He watched the two of us play riddles without knowing what to say, and kept muttering from his throat in surprise, "What? What... What are you talking about?"

As soon as this question came out, Jack and I stopped talking in tacit understanding. We faced each other, looked at each other, and remained silent. There seemed to be a unique mutual understanding in our eyes, which made Mr. John feel that it was really superfluous.

Suddenly, I smiled with relief, and from Jack's eyes, I saw the light in my eyes gradually rise.Standing up, he said politely, "I'm sorry, Mr. John, but I think we probably don't need your treatment anymore."

And Jack, he raised his head, his eyes followed me all the time, full of admiration and tenderness, he stretched out his hand and took my hand next to my body, I could feel him holding me tightly.

"Huh?" Mr. John seemed baffled, but probably saw that I had stretched out a hand, so he stood up reflexively, and nodded repeatedly, "Ah... yes."

"Mr. Bodyguard, send Mr. John back. Don't forget to pay the treatment fee." After I finished speaking, Mr. Bodyguard pushed the door open and left with Mr. John.

After they left, the sunlight outside the window slanted in from the window and hit the tabletop, giving off a warm and soft light.

It's warm, just like the feeling of intimacy when the breath is close.

The two of us sat in the room, listening to the sound of the car driving away downstairs, our hearts suddenly became peaceful.

I looked at Jack with a smile on my lips, and so did Jack, in my arms, against me.

"Jack...let's have a wedding. In Ireland."

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Our wedding was rushed, but not tense, because in Ireland, there is indeed a branch of the Pastors, but I didn't plan to invite those people I knew to attend, because for me, here, I have nothing but Jack and Mr. Bodyguard, no one knows anyone anymore.

Therefore, in this wedding, apart from the two main characters Jack and I, only Mr. Bodyguard stood aside with an absurd and complicated face. There was a priest in front and two nuns next to us to testify for us.

We paid for our wedding for a day in a small church near the Irish harbour.

Because at this time, homosexuality is illegal even in foreign countries, so I can only use this kind of oath and this kind of testimony to achieve the effect of marriage.

From today, we are connected to each other, and Jack is not only a lover, but also a responsibility to me.And so was he.

I decided to spend the rest of my life with him and take care of him. Regardless of life, old age, sickness or death, poverty or wealth, I will do my best to love him, support him, and let him live happily and happily.

Jack was standing next to me, and he was saying the same vow.What he said was so serious and solemn that I couldn't help leaning over, rubbing his cheek, and kissing him.

"Ahem..." The priest coughed twice with a smile on his face, "Mr. Pastor, the ceremony is not over yet."

"...Yes." I smiled awkwardly, making Jack grin happily, and then gave me a quick kiss.

We exchanged rings, hugged and kissed in this church.

Mr. Bodyguard kept his face straight, but when he saw us hugging and kissing tightly, and showing happy smiles, and looking at him together, he couldn't help but showed a slightly embarrassed smile .

He was probably at a loss, unable to understand, and even contained some complicated emotions.I guess it has something to do with the old Sean, but I don't know, because... when the stained glass in the church refracts the sunlight from outside and shines on me, I know, Whether it's Jesus, God, or the devil...all have recognized my existence.

My existence is to give Jack a piece of security and happiness.

Let him stop wandering, let him be at ease, let him have the courage to face difficulties, let him love life, let him laugh, let him feel at ease, let him be relieved and happy.

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"Sean, when you arrive in the United States, how do you face your brother? Tell him that we are married?" Jack couldn't help but think of Ryan, who always had a sullen face, and he thought of that good brother.

Thinking about it, in this life, Sean is safe and sound, but I am still a sick and poor boy, but I got married privately in Ireland. When I arrive in the United States, I will definitely not get a good salary like last time. Treated!

Thinking of this, Jack couldn't help but be full of anticipation. He was looking forward to seeing the expression on their hands holding hands, that elder brother who is always serious but loves Sean very much!

That must be very interesting!

"Probably, you don't need to face it?" Sean listened, smiled, put a piece of clothing on Jack's back, and hugged him from behind.

They were standing on a luxury liner sailing to the coast of the United States. At this time, the two of them were facing the orange-red sunset, standing on the deck, blowing the sea breeze comfortably, and watching the sparkling light and shadow on the sea.

It's all beautiful.

"What do you mean?" Jack wondered.

"Well...probably...do you still remember that I told you about elopement?" Sean lay next to Jack's ear and whispered, "I said it is true."

"Elope?!" Jack exclaimed, "That, that... But, you are a young master!"

"It's the second young master." Sean made a weird grimace, "I don't know the things in the mall. Even if I go back, I can't do things well. Why don't you do something you are good at and support you."

"..." Jack raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry, even if I can't make a lot of money, there are always things I'm good at. It's no problem to support the two of us! I won't let you be wronged, Jack."

"Qi—I don't need you to support me. I can make money by painting, maybe I can earn more than you!" Jack turned his head and said unwillingly: "In the United States, I can raise the price of paintings, and I must earn more than you. Hurry up!"

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and then agreed: "Okay, then you support me!"

Jack and I, just like that, are going back to America.I will set foot on that piece of land that I have never set foot on.

This continent is unknown to me, but it is also full of challenges, but I don't think I will be a loser.I am not a very powerful entrepreneur, nor do I have great ability. I take care of my family, and all my thoughts are to let Jack live a good life, and being with him well is enough.

Jack was in poor health, and he told me his guess. Although he had prepared well before, in fact, when the truth came, it still made me feel terrified and powerless.

The devil probably completely deprived Jack of sleep. The so-called living to a hundred years old is real, and he lived to a hundred years sober, so even when he was in a coma before, his consciousness was clear.

However, according to Jack's original physical condition in his last life, he was at the end of his battle, but the devil did not heal his body, but only returned his original body to him.

In other words, Jack will live consciously until he is a hundred years old with this terminal cancer body, complications, and a fragile heart.

These days when we reunited, Jack often vomited blood suddenly, fainted, even convulsed, unable to breathe, and sometimes lost control of himself suddenly. What happened in the past is now worsening, and his condition is also deteriorating. It was the normal speed, and he was in more pain because he was always awake.

And at this time, all I can do is stay by his side, accompany him, and get through.

We went to the hospital later, but still couldn't find anything wrong.Simply, we didn't go to the hospital anymore, I just stayed with him, anyway, he would go through that extremely painful experience, then open his eyes and show me a smile.

Jack said: "This is probably the price, right? When I am in pain, I always feel that I can see the smiling face of the devil, and I can feel that he is constantly and happily sucking the pain from my body to swallow, and keep swallowing until I I don't feel bad anymore until next time..."

So what can I do?This is no longer something we can resist.

So, besides growing old with him all the time, putting joy and happiness into his pain, and putting comforting warmth, what else can I do?

Only in this way can the demon suck less pain.I think, if he feels a lot of happiness and joy in the process of taking pain, he must also feel uncomfortable, right?

This is probably the only revenge that we who are small can do.

as it is now...

(End of the article)

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