Wanjie takeaway

"Stand over here and don't block my sight."

Wei Dao tried to wave his hand, but Di Weiliao held Wei Dao down.

Wei Dao kicked the innocent white wall one more time.

The bus stop below is said to be a bus stop, but in fact there is only one sign and chairs. There are no billboards, no lights, and few passers-by. Even the person sitting and waiting for the bus is just that one person.

The man's shoes were spattered with the blood of the dead.

He didn't move, just lowered his head, looking at his shoes unmoved, his whole person seemed indifferent to the outside world.

Wei Dao thought that person looked familiar, but he didn't care when he saw that there were many familiar people.

Some passers-by like to meddle in their own business, reaching out to pull people away.

It's disgusting.

Wei Dao coughed.

"Cough cough cough-"

Di Weilai let go of Weidao's hand, touched his forehead, looked at his red eyes strangely and said, "Your illness is really strange."

Wei Dao grabbed the window lattice with the hand that did not get the needle, and there was a clear and severely red bloodshot in each of his eyes.

What I saw was not clear again.

Di Weilai tidied up the veil slowly, glanced at Weidao from time to time, just stood by the side, not doing anything.

Wei Dao slowed down, and he could only see the person sitting on the bottom sitting on the chair, and the people beside him insisted on dragging him away.

Wei Dao frowned, tears poured out of his eyes, and he became physically sick.

Di Wei looked at him and asked, "Are you resting?"

Wei Dao didn't have much strength, and almost bumped his head against the railing outside the window. The window was open on his side, and he couldn't see clearly. If he added a layer of glass, Wei Dao might not see a blur in front of him, but the whole scene would be blurry. , even more unclear.

Maybe, that kind of situation is not much different from being invisible, that is, the difference between completely black and full height blur.

Di Weiliao gave him a hand, Wei Dao slid down the wall, Di Weiliao put Weidao back on the bed.

Vaguely, Wei Dao heard Di Wei Liao sitting on the side saying: "Go to sleep."

He tilted his head and fell asleep again.

When he woke up this time, Wei Dao opened his eyes and found that he was still in the bedroom of Di Wei's home.

He was still lying on the bed, even his posture and position were the same as last time.

Wei Dao rubbed his eyes and sat up, his eyes were very painful, except that when he opened his eyes, he could see things a little clearer enough for him to easily confirm that the place hadn't changed in a short time, and now it was getting more and more painful.

It stands to reason that his ability to endure pain is not weak, and this pain is nothing, but this is different.

For him, pain can be roughly divided into two categories, one is being experienced, and the other is passing and coming.

The first is now.

The second type can be roughly divided into two types, one is death and the other is survival.

The pain of death has always been quick and pleasant. For him, death has always been a pleasant thing, just like the attitude of the whole Wu Shulan family. Because of this fleeting pleasure, the pain of death is even The long and unbearable stretch of time passing by like quicksand is understandable, and he can clearly realize how much of his last joy is left.

He cannot grasp death, but he can calculate himself.

This is enough.

He is very happy.

In other words, such severe pain can be transformed into equal joy in joy.

He is satisfied.

He doesn't feel anything.

Not only is he not afraid of that kind of pain, but he is also willing to accept it.

The pain of survival is another feeling. When he can't avoid it, of course he can only accept it.

If there are too many times, no amount of pain will be worth the time. Sooner or later, he will forget the pain at that time and only remember the things.

That's fine.

This is still the case today.

The same goes for the pain of disability.

Wei Dao didn't think the first kind of pain was any good.

At least, for now.

He covered half his face and panted.

A person walked in from outside the door, Di Weile.

Wei Dao closed his eyes, and now these two eyes don't shed tears for the time being, at least they are throbbing with pain.

The eyeballs were hot in their sockets, like two clusters of fire, about to burst open immediately.

Di Weili sat on the side and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Wei Dao felt that the words were familiar, so he twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "No."

Di Weilai was quiet for a while, Wei Dao thought he had already gone to the room immediately.

Wei Dao put down his hand, eyes were hazy, rolled his eyes, and found a person sitting beside him.

He was taken aback first, and after a closer look, although he still couldn't see clearly, he recognized the person next to him based on his demeanor.

"You didn't leave?"

"No."

Di Weilai replied.

It was indeed him.

Wei Dao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and frowned again and lay back, unable to sleep well, his limbs were numb, and his whole body was cold.

He felt that he was cold, but his skin was sweating layer by layer.

He wrapped himself in a thick quilt, and Di Weilai didn't stop him.

Di Wei saw that his face was flushed, fine beads of sweat appeared on his body, the pillows and clothes, even the sheets and the inside of the quilt were damp, as if they had been washed in the rainy season and had not been dried.

He said to Wei Dao: "You look like this, I think of plum dried vegetables, are you hungry?"

Wei Dao's voice was hidden under the quilt, and he replied muffledly: "I see, you are hungry."

Di Wei nodded and admitted: "Yes, I'm hungry, aren't you hungry?"

He motioned to Wei Dao, "The bottle next to you has glucose hanging on it. Don't you feel hungry just for infusion?"

He muttered to himself strangely: "I remember, when the doctor came to hang the bottle for you, he said that it can only save your life. One day counts as one day, and you will be fine when you wake up. I didn't say that this thing can still fill you up." .”

He heyed Wei Dao, and asked with a smile: "Tell me, what does it feel like to have this glucose infusion in your body? Is it sweet?"

Wei Dao said angrily, "It's not sweet."

The rest of his drowsiness was also driven away.

Sure enough, it's best to be alone in the house.

Absolutely no more than one person.

It's not at all quiet and interferes with sleep quality.

Oops.

He covered his face and eyes when he was thinking about it, only one eye was still open and stared at the air in a daze, the other eye seemed to have closed the extra portion, it was so hot that it seemed to be turned into a glass bead and exploded. Feeling like a lot of glass slag.

It was hot and painful.

I don't feel like talking anymore.

Di Weilai asked: "Noodles? Shall I order you takeaway?"

Wei Dao sighed and said, "No."

From his experience, food is troublesome, it is best not to eat it.

He explained to Di Weilai: "I'm not hungry, and I don't need it. Anyway, I won't die if I don't eat it. Besides, isn't there glucose here? You can eat it yourself, don't pull me. I don't want it, I don't want it, hear me without?"

Di Wei nodded, "I see."

He laughed again: "I'm not one of those people who make their own decisions and do things for others. You can relax a little bit when you talk to me."

Wei Dao's eyes still hurt.

He thought: It's fine if I don't swear, but you still want to relax?You think I am basking in the sun.

He said: "I don't want to talk, you have to ask again, you are sitting here again, don't you have anything else to do?"

Di Weiliao took out a veil, wiped the tears on Wei Dao's face, and said nonchalantly, "I want to do everything, what do you need my subordinates for?"

He shrugged and said with a smile: "I have always been the boss of such a big company, if I did everything myself, wouldn't I be exhausted?

Besides, now that there are more people under my command, it's time for them to be more responsible. I'm not a [-]/[-] professional nanny.How can there be such a trivial reason? "

Wei Dao didn't even have the energy to punch the opponent with his fists. He drooped his eyes and just panted, as if there was nothing else to do but to pant. It looked like he was waiting for a meal and a funeral.

Di Weilai suddenly pushed Weidao's shoulder, and pointed to the window next to him: "Look outside, will it be better?"

As he spoke, he got up and opened the curtains, and then opened half of the windows.

Wei Dao said weakly: "Are you deliberately... trying to murder me? Patients can't blow cold air, do you know that?"

He frowned, thought it was funny again, wanted to laugh, his eyes seemed to be better, but he was sleepy, not in a happy mood, and muttered under the quilt: "You just want to do something."

Wei Dao said, and glanced out the window.

Di Weilai turned around, and Wei Dao happened to see a person falling outside.

He closed his eyes weakly, not knowing whether he couldn't bear to look directly at it or couldn't bear it.

Di Weiliao didn't know anything about it, but the eldest one weighed at least a hundred catties, and he could hear the sound when he hit it, his ears were not for decoration, his hearing was better than normal Weidao, when he heard the sound, he turned his head Looking down, I don't know and I know.

He didn't change his face, he opened the window casually, leaving a gap for ventilation, and opened the curtains slightly, leaving room for Wei Dao to look out in the large blank space, walked over as usual, sat down. Asked beside Wei Dao's bed, "Are you sleepy?"

He rambled on for a while about the precautions about Wei Dao that the doctor had told him. Seeing that Wei Dao was not interested in closing his eyes, he changed the subject and said, "A person died outside, do you want to see it?"

Wei Dao snorted, but did not speak.

Di Weiliao could hear the dissatisfaction in Wei Dao's snort, and asked indifferently: "Are you sleepy? Maybe, the death of that person took your bad luck away, why don't you take a look?"

He smiled and said, "Maybe, you have to thank others."

Wei Dao sneezed, thinking that things must be different from what Di Weiliao said, but he managed to open his eyes, even his nose was red, and said impatiently: "Then let's have a look."

He was about to get out of bed when he got up, and he didn't even look for shoes, he just walked over and looked down.