sleepy tiger

The room fell into a long silence, both sides were quiet, just like the prelude to a large symphony, Mu Xu waited patiently for Chi Juntao to play the first note.However, Chi Juntao didn't speak, he opened the door of the ward and walked out.

The room fell into a long silence, both sides were quiet, just like the prelude to a large symphony, Mu Xu waited patiently for Chi Juntao to play the first note.However, Chi Juntao didn't speak, he opened the door of the ward and walked out.

Mu Xu put the water glass on the bedside table, and carefully avoided all kinds of threads connected to his body. He was a little uncertain about Chi Juntao's intentions.

Chi Juntao sat on the iron seat at the door, with his elbows on his knees, his hands wrapped around his head and he curled up into a ball. He needed to calm down.

The afternoon sun shines into the long corridor, covering Chi Juntao, like a warm and soft hand gently stroking his hair, usually this role is Mu Xu, but at this moment, Chi Juntao doesn't want to face him fiance.

This morning's encounter was like a nightmare with ups and downs, his fingertips trembled, and he gently covered his eyes.

On the other side of a wall, Mu Xu was leaning against the head of the bed, looking at the birds outside the window, a few gray sparrows, a chubby black and white magpie and a flower hoopoe.His mind was completely empty, he didn't think about anything, his eyes reflected the vast and clear sky light, and a nonsensical thought popped into his head——

In fact, he didn't want to live that much.

Mu Xu was taken aback by himself, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the door, and quickly killed his thoughts.

It is wrong to think so.

But what's wrong?

Mu Xu frowned and said to himself, it's just wrong.

Don't think about it, it's just wrong.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor. Chi Juntao put down his hands covering his eyes and looked towards the source of the sound. The person who came was a middle-aged doctor in a white coat.

"Hi, are you a family member of the patient in room 415?" the doctor asked.

"Yes, I'm his fiance." Chi Juntao said, "I want to ask about his situation."

"Sudden cardiac death. Fortunately, he was near the hospital, and he was rescued within 6 minutes." The doctor opened the door of the ward and walked in. "Most patients can't wait for the ambulance." He looked at Mu on the bed. Xu, "How do you feel?"

"It's okay." Mu Xu said.

"Does your chest hurt?" the doctor asked.

Mu Xu felt it carefully and said, "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?" the doctor asked.

"..." Mu Xu frowned, thought for a while, and said, "I'm dizzy, I can't lift my energy."

"Sleepy?" the doctor asked.

Mu Xu shook his head.

The doctor frowned and said, "You haven't slept for three days, aren't you sleepy?"

Mu Xu said, "I'm probably sleepy, I don't want to sleep."

The doctor took out a pen, wrote some handwriting on a piece of paper, and said: "First stay in the hospital for observation for a week, eat and sleep on time, and a nurse will stare at you and you will not be allowed to work."

Just as Mu Xu was about to speak, Chi Juntao cut him off: "Okay, I'll look at him."

"There will be several follow-up examinations, as well as mental health evaluations." The doctor said, "Your colleague specially paid for the full set of physical examinations with the highest amount for you."

Mu Xu nodded, and Chi Juntao said, "Thank you doctor."

"Is there a family history of heart disease?" the doctor asked.

"Yes." Mu Xu said, "My father died of a heart attack at the age of 34."

The doctor bowed his head and wrote a few words, saying, "Rest well during this time, and try not to have too much emotional fluctuation." He looked at Chi Juntao.

Chi Juntao hurriedly responded: "Okay."

The doctor said: "I check the ward at nine o'clock every morning, don't wander around." He closed the cap of his pen, waved to Mu Xu, "Let's go, see you tomorrow."

As the door closed with a "click", Mu Xu and Chi Juntao were left in the room.

"Sleep first." Chi Juntao said, he went to the window and drew the blackout curtains, the room was pitch black, "We'll talk when we wake up."

Mu Xu slid into the bed. In the late autumn of October, the temperature was neither too hot nor too cold. He closed his eyes and felt the quilt sinking beside him.Chi Juntao lay down next to him, not daring to hug Mu Xu with his arms, for fear of touching the thread on his body, he said, "Sleep, I'll be with you."

After about 10 minutes of silence, Mu Xu's voice sounded in the room: "I didn't stay up late on purpose."

Chi Juntao opened his eyes and heard Mu Xu's words in his ears: "I don't want to dream."

"My father is always in the dream, but I don't know what happened."

"The hours of the day move forward, and at night, I'm stuck in the same day."

Mu Xu's voice was not distressed, he was just puzzled, as if returning to his five-year-old body: "I want to know what happened that day."

Covering Mu Xu's eyes with warm and dry palms, Chi Juntao said, "Can you think about me before going to sleep?"

"Maybe you can dream of me." Chi Juntao said, "When you wake up, tell me about your dream, okay?"

Mu Xu blinked, shaved his eyelashes and scratched his palms, and said, "Are you treating me like a child?"

Chi Juntao said, "Yes."

"Okay." Mu Xu said, he took Chi Juntao's hand covering his eyes, held it in his hand, the sound of breathing gradually calmed down, and 15 minutes later, he fell into a deep sleep.

Chi Juntao lay beside Mu Xu, his eyes wide open, he was soberly aware of a cruel fact - Mu Xu didn't trust him.

Mu Xu appreciates him, teaches him, helps him, pampers him, gets close to him, but doesn't believe him.

It should be said that Mu Xu didn't believe anyone.

Mu Xu doesn't believe that Mu Baiying loves him, doesn't believe that the Mu family supports him, doesn't believe in any intimate relationship, doesn't believe in friends, lovers, or family members. He lives persistently in his own world, carrying the hatred and dreams he thinks.

Standing alone and walking alone is the true portrayal of Mu Xu. He generously gives help, but rarely accepts kindness. He feels that he can bear all the ups and downs.

Lovely patience is always limited.

The problem lies in the shadow of childhood, why is cum missing from Mu Xu's memory?And why did he dream of cum again and again?

Chi Juntao didn't have an answer, but Chi Yan might know.

Chi Juntao held Mu Xu's hand tightly, he needed to have a serious chat with Chi Yan.

In a pure white room, with a tall stove, Mu Xu looked up at the smiling middle-aged woman beside the cabinet: "Mrs. Brown."

"Hi, sweetie." Mrs. Brown bent down and pinched the bridge of Mu Xu's nose, "How did you sleep last night?"

"It's okay." Mu Xu said.

"It's okay if you can't say it." Mrs. Brown said, "I can still see your perfunctory."

"Okay." Mu Xu said, "I didn't sleep well."

"Did you take your medicine when you got up?" asked Mrs. Brown.

Mu Xu looked at her suspiciously, and just about to ask about the medicine, he saw Mrs. Brown turned into Chi Juntao wearing an apron, and Chi Juntao said, "The fish is stewed, what are you doing, go wash your hands and eat. "

Mu Xu turned and stepped into the bathroom, bent over to wash his hands, and suddenly heard a continuous knocking sound from behind the mirror, "Boom, boom, boom." He looked up into the mirror, and inside was his young, frightened self .

Mu Xu opened his eyes suddenly, and the screams of various monitoring instruments sounded around the hospital bed one after another.Chi Juntao sat up in shock and turned on the light, and pressed the button on the bedside to call the nurse. He reached out and stroked Mu Xu's side face: "Take a deep breath, follow my rhythm, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale..."

There were hurried footsteps in the corridor, and the nurse hurriedly opened the door, surrounded the bed to check Mu Xu's condition, and one of the nurses asked, "What happened?"

"Nightmare." Mu Xu said, he closed his eyes tiredly, "I'm so sleepy."

Chi Juntao was very distressed. Mu Xu had a very tolerant personality. No matter how uncomfortable he was, his face was always calm and calm. He had never shown his fatigue like this. It can be seen that he had reached the point where he could not bear it.

"Doctor Li will be here soon," the nurse said.

As soon as the words fell, the doctor who had been here when Mu Xu just woke up stepped into the ward and asked, "What's wrong?"

The nurse described what happened in detail, and Dr. Li took out his pen and said, "I'll prescribe you some diazepam to help you sleep first, and I'll go for a psychological diagnosis tomorrow morning."

"Okay, thank you doctor." Chi Juntao said.

A group of doctors and nurses walked out of the ward in a mighty manner, and the door closed. Chi Juntao sat next to Mu Xu and asked, "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed of you." Mu Xu said, "You were wearing an apron and told me you stewed fish at night."

"What else?" Chi Juntao asked.

Mu Xu closed his eyes: "I don't remember."

"I will go to my grandfather to talk about your father." Chi Juntao said, "He must know."

"En." Mu Xu responded, "Turn off the light."

Chi Juntao turned off the ceiling light according to his words, only to hear Mu Xu say: "Why do I insist on obsessing about my father, obviously I don't even remember the past and his appearance."

"Maybe it's because you don't remember." Chi Juntao said, "It forces you to remember and figure it out."

"Don't worry, I'll ask for you." Chi Juntao said, "Your father's incident was so big back then, someone will remember it."

Mu Xu didn't answer, Chi Juntao turned his head to look at him, and the other party had already fallen into a deep sleep.