[Comprehensive] The leader's knot occurs in this life

I never thought I would sleep that long.

I can't tell what it feels like, like being immersed in the deep water, without a ray of light, and even the consciousness is wrapped in darkness.Then it floated up slowly, and the eyelids were stung by a burst of white light, so I opened it, and it was still the same room, with carved windows, high medicine cabinets, sunlight shining through the windows on the old ashes, medicine hangers. It was gurgling.

Dongfang held my hand and sat on the edge of the bed, motionless. If he hadn't opened his eyes, people would think he was asleep.He held my fingers tightly with both hands, and I wanted to reach out to touch him, but then I found that I couldn't move.

Can't make a sound either.

Looking down, I saw that I was still lying on the bed, with silver needles pierced into the Lily point on my head, hands and feet, and a white cloth wrapped around my abdomen, with some yellow liquid medicine leaking out of the cloth, which looked a bit ugly.

Some stunned.

……This is?

...the so-called out-of-body?

Before I could figure it out, the door creaked, and a dog ran in first, followed by Mr. Yao who was carrying a plate of vegetarian dishes and a bowl of rice.He walked behind Dongfang, put Dongfang in his hand on the table, and handed the chopsticks to Dongfang: "It's time to eat."

Only then did Dongfang seem to wake up from a dream, his eyes moved.Then he gently let go of my hand, put that hand back under the quilt very carefully and gently, and tucked both sides of the quilt again.Because he didn't dare to touch the wound, the quilt only covered his belly button. In fact, there was nothing to tidy up, but he did it very seriously.

He turned around, picked up the chopsticks and put them into his mouth one bite at a time. His movements were stiff and slow. I could see that he had no appetite, but he was forcing himself to swallow.Mr. Yao watched from the side, couldn't help sighing, turned around, walked to the stove where the medicine was decocted, picked up the cattail fan, and fanned the fire gently.

I was a little surprised that Dongfang ate a whole bowl of rice, and he seldom eats that much in normal times.I watched him frown and swallow the last bite, then washed his hands with the water in the copper basin beside him, changed into clean clothes, and then sat back on my bed.He stretched out his hand, but retracted the moment he touched my fingertips. He walked to the stove, burned his palms until they were red, and then shook my hand.

He maintained the posture of the wooden clay statue just now, and did not move.

Mr. Yao came over with the freshly decocted medicine, a big black bowl, pried open the root of my tooth with chopsticks, and poured it slowly and carefully.

After Mr. Yao left, Dongfang sat there for a whole day until it was dark outside the window and there was only one lamp in the room, making the room look half-dark.It wasn't until the clapper of the third watch came from far outside the wall that Dongfang's body shook slightly. He stood up and washed himself, then lifted my quilt and lay down next to me.

The bed wasn't that big, and I took up most of it. His tall figure was just shrunk to the edge, and almost half of his body was hanging outside, which was really pitiful.He hugged my arm, tilted his head, and leaned slightly against my chest, as if he was listening to my heartbeat.

"Ten days." He said softly, this is the first sentence I heard him say today.

"I had a good meal..."

His voice was so hoarse that he trembled at the end of his speech.

"Don't sleep..."

"Yang Lianting, don't sleep, okay?"

No one answered him, and there was only a dim candle in the room shaking in the night wind, without a sound.

The next day it was only dawn, and he woke up.The weather in spring is changeable, there was sunshine yesterday, but today there is only iron-gray sky and overcast clouds, the fine rain is thicker and thinner for a while, and the rain and fog are pervasive, making it look a bit desolate.

He looked up at me, and I was naturally still the same. The little sleepiness he had just woken up was gone, and there was a trace of confusion and sadness in his eyes. He stared at me for a long time, then lowered his head and rubbed my temples. I pressed a kiss on my lips, and my voice was aggrieved like a child's.

"Wake up..."

My heart hurts.

Naturally, I don’t want to lie down anymore, but I tried to get back into my body, but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even see what I was like, where I was. Except for the east, everything seemed to be chaotic, with only a little outline impression.

Last night, I watched myself from nowhere, and watched the east all night.He didn't sleep soundly, his brows were furrowed all the time, as if he would wake up immediately with the slightest movement.

After Dongfang got up, he cooperated with Mr. Yao to turn my body over for me, then wiped my body with a cloth towel soaked in warm water, changed my clothes and pants, and fell asleep on the bed. It seemed that I couldn’t control my excretion. A dark mark, I can't help but feel ashamed and embarrassed, but Dongfang didn't raise his eyebrows, he spread a new bed sheet for me, and then carefully supported my head so that I could rest comfortably on the soft pillow.

Then Mr. Yao fried the medicine again, and the heat dissipated thinly. Dongfang moved a chair and sat beside my bed, with a needle and thread on his lap. He embroidered purses and amulets for me again. Once I make one, he will press it under the pillow for me, and the pillow is already covered.Dongfang has never been a believer in ghosts and gods, but he is so devout now, I don't know what kind of hopelessness it is that makes him change.

Then I suddenly discovered that I had an old one hanging around my neck, which I had given to him. On the day we got married, I put our tangled hair in it.

Soon it was dark again.

Dongfang curled up beside me like last night, holding my arms.

"I dreamed of you again yesterday..." he said.

"I dreamed that you were walking forward with my back on your back. The road is very long and bright. You can't see the end of it. It's so nice. Yang Lianting..." His voice was tired, his eyes were in a trance, It seems to have fallen into the memory, "Actually, I scolded you that way on purpose at that time, I was angry that you lied to me, and I was even more angry that you were chatting and joking with other women... I said that you are greedy for wealth, but I know it better than anyone else. , you never asked me for anything, even after you came to my side, Suyun deducted from you, you didn't even receive the monthly payment, you did everything for me, I know... no one has ever treated me like this, You said you were sorry for me, why did you say that, there is no one who treats me better than you, no one, no one can be found anymore..."

The voice lowered a little bit.

"It's another day, Yang Lianting, don't sleep, okay..."

His shoulders were shaking and I wanted to hug him.

I gradually discovered that Dongfang became more and more silent, but in the dead of night, he would murmur to me.Maybe because he knew that I couldn't hear him, he said those words that he would never say normally, which made me feel sour.

After an unknown amount of time, Dongfang curled up in my arms and fell asleep.

I tried my best to reach out to touch him, and then I found that I could move, not so much as moving, but something was broken, and my whole body was blown away by the wind, and then I found that my body was restless lying on the bed He became agitated, and for the first time a strange red was applied to his pale as paper face.

Dongfang almost just fell asleep, and woke up immediately. He saw that my eyes were closed tightly, and my whole body was trembling strangely. For a moment, he thought I had woken up, but soon he was frightened by my scalding body temperature.

"Mr. Yao!" He yelled, unconsciously using ten percent of his internal strength, and even the door panel was shaken.Mr. Yao rushed in wearing messily buttoned clothes, because he was walking in such a hurry, he almost stumbled in, seeing my situation, he yelled: "Not good!"

Untied the cloth band that wrapped the wound, and the wound was sewn with a thick transparent thread. The surrounding area was red and swollen, and it looked like a big centipede lying on its stomach. I sprinkled large quantities of traditional medicine powder and liquid medicine on the wound, and then took out silver needles and stabbed them hard at various acupoints on my body.

The moment the silver needle was inserted, the unexpected sharp pain made my body jerk and convulse. Dongfang hurriedly rushed forward to hold me down with both hands. I moved, my limbs spread out limply, Dongfang stopped pressing me, he held my hand, and then his face turned pale.

"Pulse... gone..."

When I heard this sentence, I wandered like a piece of paper, looked down, and suddenly I could see my limbs and feet, and then I saw Mr. Yao silently stopped the needle.

Dongfang stood there motionless with his back facing me, who was like a ghost. After a while, he seemed to be unable to stand up straight. His legs bent slowly, and his knees hit the ground hard.

My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly came to him, I stretched out my arms and hugged him: "Dongfang..."

Pounced empty.

He couldn't see me either, and there was no blood on his face, he just grabbed my hand tightly, the finger bones protruded violently, trembling violently, and then his whole body shivered, as if he was very cold.

Mr. Yao put his hands on his thin shoulders in silence, trying to grab his arm and pull him up, but he shook it away forcefully, turned his head, his eyes were bloodshot, but cold as iron: "Get out!"

Mr. Yao was stunned: "The Eastern Hierarch..."

"Get out!!"

Mr. Yao sighed, turned and left, closing the door gently.

The light in the room suddenly fell silent, Dongfang lowered his head, and put his arms around my shoulders so that I could be close to him. He put both my arms together and pressed them tightly against his chest. Holding it tightly, he murmured to himself repeatedly: "Are you cold, why are your hands cold..."

I really can't stand it anymore, I shouted in his ear again and again, but he couldn't hear it at all.

He started kissing me, from the forehead to the corner of the mouth, and then he took off his clothes and took my hand up and down his bare back again and again.But I have become a wandering soul, and what is in his arms is just a body that cannot move, and the hands that rest on him will only slip down weakly again and again.

He repeated in vain over and over again, his voice choked up: "Yang Lianting, hug me."

My eyes were full of tears, my heart was about to break apart, I desperately wanted to hug him, but I couldn't touch him.

His hands trembled so much that he could hardly hold me, then he slowly pressed my limp hands to his face, and said hoarsely: "Yang Lianting, you promised me, you said you would definitely wake up, you can't lie to me... ..."

For some reason, I could feel the wet tears on his cheeks.

"Don't go."

He said very lightly.

"Don't leave me."

The warm liquid dripped silently, but it burned my palm like a soldering iron. At that moment, I suddenly felt hot all over, as if being burned by a fire all over the sky. There was no time to think about it, and there was only one obsession left, which kept pounding my heart.

Can't die.

Go back, go back to him.

He is crying.