Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

I opened my eyes.

"You've woken up my flower," the roommate said with a magnified face and a relieved voice. "After shaking you for a long time, you didn't respond. We, Xiaochun, are almost ready to leave the car."

"Thanks," I also exhaled, trying to exhale the oppressive feeling in my chest, and moved my stiff and numb limbs slightly, "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's been a long time, your elves are going to rebel," she jumped off my bed, opened the curtains, and motioned to me: "The night market is out outside, what's the matter with you?"

"..." I quietly hid the hand that was cut by the shuriken and quickly healed under the quilt, and silently smoothed the corner of the wooden bed that was accidentally crushed, feeling the surging sea of ​​life in my body, and my chest jumped vigorously , and the seemingly invisible but real contract, with mixed feelings, he was at a loss for words for a while, "Just, I had a dream."

The hustle and bustle of Hangzhou's night poured in from the open window, and the roommate's complexion was a little uncertain under the neon lights of the city that never sleeps. She sighed and said, "I suggest you look in the mirror before you say anything, Mr. Hua."

"You're about to cry."

"..." It was only then that I realized that the soreness spreading from my chest and the stiffness of my limbs were not physical discomfort.

The person in front of me is a roommate who lives under the same roof as me, a friend who accompanies me in a different place, and a family member who can put down their guard.

I'm home.

"Wow—" I lifted the quilt and rushed over, "Teacher Sai——"

"Wait a minute, don't pounce on me, I won't be able to catch it..." The roommate's frightened cry stopped at a loud noise.

Bang!

The strong reflex nerves made me hug the waist of the person in front of me more than I thought the moment I landed, protect the fragile head, and turn over at the same time, and firmly caught the roommate who failed to manage the expression and had a particularly ferocious look .

"Oh." She recovered her expressionless face for a moment, looked at me straight in the eye, and said again, "Wow."

"Hey." I let go of my hand silently, raised it above my head, and then showed a foolish smile that is all-round.

"Tsk." The man glared at me unhappily, then got up and put his hands on his hips, "It's up to you, as long as you have nothing to do with yourself."

"Now, get up, wash up, and get ready to eat!"

"Oh—" I happily bluffed through the test, "Mother Sai is a god—"

Then I finished a pot of white rice with two dishes and one soup.

"Hiss—" The roommate who called back gasped. "That's the amount I prepared for today and tomorrow for three people."

"Uh..." In fact, I didn't feel good about it, and I stayed where I was belatedly.

Oops, have I become a scumbag?

"Have you developed a second time, Teacher Hua." She said a reason that she didn't even believe, and then immediately changed the subject, "It was your leader's call just now. I said you were in a bad situation and slept all day, so I got it for you. Two days off."

"If you have any questions that are inconvenient to announce..." She opened the refrigerator and handed me a liter of milk, "Here, drink it quickly and add another, the excess will be gone."

"—Would you like to go and see it while Xiaochun is on duty in the emergency room today?"

"Okay." I gulped it down, rubbed my stomach that was finally full, and nodded with a circle of milk beard, "Let's go."

I'd also like to know what's going on with me now.

……

"No problem," the reliable roommate No. [-] lined up the checklist, succinctly, "The basic indicators are all normal, and the chest X-ray, B-ultrasound and CT can't find any abnormalities. I can't be healthy anymore. One day I will die suddenly." Neither of you will die."

Teacher Chun, who felt that he was about to die suddenly, poured a glass of American style in front of us.

"Oh..." Roommate Yi looked at the standard test results that could be used in textbooks in surprise, "Your mild anemia, chronic gastric ulcer, kidney cyst and breast nodule are all gone, Huahua."

"And with excellent eyesight."

"The skin is white, smooth and rosy."

"The hair is black and thick."

"Muscle strength is completely different than before."

"There is still temperament—"

The sound of the two singing together made me break out in a cold sweat.

Then they looked at each other, turned their eyes to me who was laughing dryly, and said in unison, "You should make adjustments at home."

"Although I don't know exactly what happened during your sleep," roommate [-] closed all the imaging pages, folded the report sheets on the desktop and pushed them to me, "but you have really changed a lot."

"You should be thankful that the intensive care unit wears uniform and loose operating clothes and masks and hats. They are tightly covered, and the difference in appearance is basically invisible."

"Take advantage of these two days of rest and quickly get back to the original state," the roommate tacitly took it and stuffed it into my bag, "Take this look, look away—"

I touched the corners of my eyes in perplexity, looked at the second roommate who was nodding in agreement at the same time, and asked silently: What look?What temperament?

"...It's too dazzling." The second roommate subconsciously turned her head away and muttered.

"Forget it, you can wear glasses at work from now on." My roommate glanced at me, and patted my companion who was being brutally beaten by work, "Don't expect her to notice that Huahua has a temperament that doesn't worry when she's full."

This is a compliment, right?

Being thrown aside, I faced the two very cooperatively, showing an awkward yet polite smile.

……

Saying goodbye to the second roommate who took time out to look at me from the busyness of hitting the back of the head with his heels, I went home on the little electric donkey of roommate one.

"Flowers," Night Breeze sent the indistinct voice of the man in the helmet in front of him.

"Huh?" I, who was swallowing a bag of rice balls, said that I was listening.

"Xiaochun and I will have staggered shifts to make sure that one person will be at home every day." The casualness and seriousness can be perfectly combined by this person, "When is the next time you fall asleep like today?"

"...I don't know." I quietly opened another pack of chocolates and stuffed them into my mouth.

"Ah?" The volume suddenly increased, "You don't know such an important thing?"

"Before then," I said with a high-calorie candy in my mouth, with the confusion as if only one of my clients was kept in the dark, "can you tell me what you two have imagined first?"

As soon as I said this, I clearly felt that the person in front of me took a deep breath, and was about to slap me on the dog's head almost in a second, but I was limited by the current state and forcibly endured it.

"That's called a reasonable inference." The voice sneered, "With your undefended attitude towards familiar people, it didn't take long for you to shake yourself clean."

"Please take care of yourself, otherwise you won't know when you will be sold out, Ling Xiao."

I haven't been called by my first name for a long time, and I was inexplicably afraid of being slapped on the table and scolded Qianshouhua by someone. I subconsciously said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong——"

But with my current force value, no one dares to do it?

I squeezed my hands secretly, confirming that I can punch a hole, and silently refuted in my heart.

……

"Come on, what do you see?" My roommate pushed me to the mirror.

I blinked, and the person in the mirror blinked in sync.

Never obedient black fried hair, fair and flawless skin, bright eyes, youthful vigor and vitality.

"Wow, I've become younger—" I turned my head and looked for approval with sparkling eyes, "I've become more beautiful!"

The roommate who had been with me in the middle of the night and had to go to work tomorrow gradually had a distorted expression: "I shouldn't have hoped for you——"

"You change your clothes tomorrow and find a manga exhibition to mix in." She turned her head and stuffed a pile of onigiri milk she bought on the way into the refrigerator, giving up communicating with me, "Let them tell you, good night!"

The sound of closing the door angrily, and only my breathing was left in this standard three-bedroom apartment.

I suppressed the smile on my face and looked at the expressionless person in the mirror.

Being younger is not just an illusion brought about by appearance, I can feel that my bone age is fixed at 20 years old.

From the changes brought about by the empowerment of the power of heaven in the previous world, and the influence of the fully activated thousand-hand physique, I may have to maintain this peak state in the future.

And if it is said that the power of the sky brings about an increase in power, then the transmission of the power from the earth is healing, and this body that can be included in a textbook is the best evidence.

——Get rid of the heart that left a scar on the chest.

It seems that as long as we don't do more detailed Daxin supersession in the future, the normal life here will be preserved.

I subconsciously pulled off the clothes on my chest, and pressed against the scar under the transparent world through the skin.

There is still a slight tingling sensation, but at least there is no tearing pain.

This scar that even the double world empowerment cannot heal... Now I can faintly feel that it is more similar to a conceptual existence, and it must find the source to completely solve it.

This journey of unknown destination and unknown destination will continue.

Aware of this fact, no matter how optimistic I am, I will inevitably feel a little confused and overwhelmed.

But it was also at this moment that I, who had been exposed to beliefs and fought wits with the world consciousness, unexpectedly felt the world consciousness of this world gently brushing the top of my hair, as if saying: Don’t be afraid.

This feeling of being wrapped up without reservation... is protection.

— Tonight, I was able to have a normal, dreamless sleep.

"Thank you." I thanked the air softly, "I'm back."

……

In the middle of the night, in the finally darkened three rooms and one living room, I did not close my eyes and carefully unfolded the shuriken that had been placed close to my body by the light from the window.

It was the only thing I brought back from "the dream".

At the moment of my return, I held it tightly, cut the sharp corners into my palm, almost buried it in my flesh and blood, and brought it back as a part of my body, the only proof.

"Mosimoxi?"

The sound of the call disappeared in the silent night, and the imprint of the Flying Thunder God, which had almost disappeared dimly, did not light up.

"...Yan Rong?"

The sea of ​​consciousness and the sea of ​​life are connected to the other end by a very thin thread pulled by time and space, and there is no response.

It's still my one-man show.

I blinked my blurred eyes, put my hands together: "Mu Dun—"

A small sapling flower emerged from the palm, and the flexible vines climbed up my arm, pasted the jugular artery, and finally stayed behind my ear.

The red flowers bloom tremblingly against me, gently telling me:

Don't cry, I'm still here.

People who miss each other will definitely meet again.