Wanjie takeaway

Wei Dao was still bleeding from his hands.

Di Weilai took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him.

Wei Dao pushed the person away and coughed for a while: "Ahem——"

He felt as if he was going to miss something again.

The feeling of dizziness is inevitable.

Wei Dao fell headlong on the railing outside the window, thinking: If I fall along with him...

I didn't expect the result of one sentence, and when I closed my eyes, I passed out.

When he opened his eyes from the bed and came back to his senses, he immediately began to cough heart-piercingly: "Ahem——"

Di Weiyi came in from the door as usual, when he pushed the door open, there was no sound at all, the footsteps were barely audible.

Wei Dao couldn't tell if his hearing was poor, or he couldn't see and hear, and his other feelings gradually faded away.

There is another crack in the soul.

While Wei Dao felt that things were getting rough, he looked at himself calmly as if he was watching a joke.

He has always known that he is not normal, but as long as there is no one in the world, he is the only one. There is no difference between normal and abnormal. Naturally, there is nothing wrong with him, and he has no scruples. Things will not always go as he hopes. Good things never happen to him, it is, and it is.

"Cough cough cough-"

Wei Dao was still crying with his eyes closed, Di Wei Liao squatted aside and wiped it for him.

Wei Dao sighed.

Di Weilai asked: "What's wrong?"

Wei Dao smiled and said: "Oh, I think of happy things, it's no big deal."

He quickly pulled out the infusion needle with his hand under the quilt, blood and glucose came out together.

Di Weiliao seemed to want to hold him down, hesitated for a moment, Wei Dao got up and got out of bed.

Wei Dao tried the strength of his limbs, but fortunately, he did not reach the point of weakness.

Di Weiliao stretched out his hand to help, Wei Dao waved his hand, and couldn't help coughing again, his eyes seemed to be much better.

Maybe, as long as something is bad, other places can get better, maybe.

Di Weiliao didn't understand Wei Dao's meaning, so he stood aside.

Wei Dao walked to the window and looked down, but saw nothing, the ground was clean and there was no corpse.

Wei Dao grabbed the window lattice, stood by the window, pushed the window glass away, and then opened the curtains, the light from outside instantly pierced in like needles, tears flowed from his eyes, and his vision began to blur.

Di Weilai handed over the handkerchief, Wei Dao shook his head.

If he had let go of one hand, he would be on his stomach right now.

Di Weilai sighed, folded the piles, and wiped away Wei Dao's tears with the clean spot of the handkerchief.He made no effort.

The skin on Wei Dao's face is the thinnest, it will turn red if you rub it a little bit, and it will bleed if you are not careful. After washing your face with those cheap towels, your face will turn as red as red bean paste bun stuffing, it is still bitter and bitter. The kind of astringent and unpalatable failure.

Wei Dao blinked, and a person fell down from above.

Wei Dao didn't need to do anything, Di Weilai took his hand away, stood aside and followed Wei Dao's gaze.

This time I caught up.

Wei Dao coughed and tried to open his eyes to see, most of his body was stretched out, anyway, there are railings here.

The person at the bottom was facing up this time, with his eyes open, his lips seemed to be curled up in a smile, and he blinked, but he didn't seem to.

Wei Dao unconsciously raised his hand, that face—that face, his appearance.

That's what he looks like.

That person, who couldn't see clearly before, looked familiar now, not only the face, but also the figure and back were exactly the same.

Wei Dao's heart that he had been carrying since he opened his eyes suddenly dropped, Di Weiliao stretched out his hand, but he still didn't hold him back.

Daddy fell to the ground with a thump.

When he got up for the fifth time, he was still on the bed in Di Wei's bedroom.

Di Wei is not here.

Wei Dao pulled out the infusion needle, lifted the quilt, and went out without looking for shoes, opened the door.

When he went out, he didn't see Di Wei anymore, he didn't know if he was away or couldn't come out temporarily.

Wei Dao pushed open the door of Di Weiliao's house, and looked outside, the top and bottom were still the same, but there was some dust on the road.

He walked out without thinking, closed the door with his backhand, took two steps in three steps, and stepped on the stairs on his toes.

He didn't take the elevator, and he always felt that if someone outside just pressed the elevator button, he would be completely blocked.

It would be better not to go.

He didn't go out to let others block the door.

If it is normal, Wei Dao is still happy to take the elevator.

Don't take advantage of things, don't take advantage of them.

Not now, not safe enough.

Maybe it was the sequelae left behind when it was.

While thinking, Wei Dao climbed up, getting more and more out of breath.

I don't know why, but his body is much worse than before, not as bad as he showed. His eyes are much better, his cough is much better, his hands and feet are warmer, but he is very tired, and breathing has become a difficult burden.

He didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, it seemed that if he raised his hand, he would fall to the ground like before.

Wait for Di Weilai to come and look for him, or wait for the next time he "wakes up" from the bed.

That's not a good thing.

Wei Dao speeded up, his cheeks were flushed, he was struggling to breathe, his head was sweating profusely, his feet were covered with dust, leaving sweat-soaked footprints on the way he walked, he was extremely embarrassed.

It's still two floors away.

Wei Dao was about to take a step, when suddenly his eyes went dark, and he felt that he was thrown into the washing machine and stirred for a while.

He didn't react until he lay on the bed and retched, as if he had woken up again.

Wei Dao skillfully pulled out the infusion needle, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, pushed open the door to leave, and bumped into Di Weile who was about to come in.

The two looked at each other, and Di Weilai's eyes fell on the intersection of Wei Dao's bare feet and the floor, and he twitched the corners of his mouth, looking at Wei Dao.

He didn't speak, but his eyes fully expressed doubts: where are you going?No shoes.No hurries?

Wei Dao didn't want to talk to him, and he couldn't just push him away without saying a word, that kind of behavior was outrageous and disgusting.

Wei Dao looked at Di Wei: "Close your eyes."

Di Wei is very obedient.

Wei Dao was very relaxed, approached Di Weiliao, and attacked Di Weiliao with a more proficient blow to stun skill.

Di Weilai seemed to be aware of it, but he forcibly controlled his conditioned reflex before avoiding it.

Wei Dao believes that he has the instinct to avoid danger at any time and the ability to control his body.However, Wei Dao did it anyway.

He didn't need to explain the situation, and Di Wei didn't need to follow him hastily, but also showed his attitude, and was simple and direct.

Wei Dao put aside Di Weiliao who seemed to have passed out, his current physical condition is completely incapable of hugging people.

Di Wei was pitifully put on the edge of the sofa by Wei Dao, lying on the ground with his body crooked.

Wei Dao didn't have the strength to lift him up again and put him on the sofa to nest up properly.

He suspected that if he really did such a series of things, he could pass out without doing anything else.

He looked at Di Wei, turned around and went out.

As soon as the door was closed, Di Weilai opened his eyes and sat up to look at the door of his house.

Now Wei Dao realized that his behavior was inappropriate, and he hadn't had time to be complacent.

It took too much effort, it took more than half of the body's strength to manipulate Di Wei, so he might not be able to walk up.

Sure enough, Wei Dao was walking on the stairs, this time he looked out carefully, and saw a person falling outside.

That person's face was just like him, and he waved at him when he fell, and smiled strangely and happily.

As for it!Wei Dao gritted his teeth and fainted.

At first he thought it was reality, then realized it was a dream.

Perhaps the illusion is not so unimaginative?

He's not sure, but it doesn't matter, it's nothing to be uncertain, no matter it's a dream or a hallucination, people who die here have a chance to come back to life, die here thousands of times, the people outside will be the same, life will continue, absolutely nothing No change.He was the only one who was really affected.

If there is someone he knows here, or the other party is an illusion extracted from his memory, he will die when he dies, and he will pass when he passes.

Either the other party is a shadow of the ontology, accidentally entered, after he leaves here, the false world is shattered or the end of the crisis, the memory related to Wei Dao and the ontology will drift in time and space, and may crash back into the ontology at some point, Most of the time not, Wei Dao has no example.

After all, if it wasn't for being involved with him, it wouldn't be affected at all, and naturally it wouldn't go back with memories.

In the past, there was no one around, and even if there was, I didn't seem to feel it.

Besides, they themselves knew that they had an extra memory, and they might have thought it was a dream, and it was just a bad night's sleep, not a big deal.

If you realize that something is wrong, you don't think it's a dream, you don't think you've experienced it, you might think it's Wei Dao who caused trouble, and you're going to catch them all, it may not be impossible.

They didn't tell Weidao either.

Wei Dao is not always invading other people's memory to find himself.How could anyone be so narcissistic? !

Didn't know this kind of thing was normal.

Knowing is outrageous.

Put aside thinking about the outside world for a moment.

Wei Dao jumped up from the bed.

Di Weilai pushed open the door at the same time and entered.

Wei Dao quickly lay back.

Like a salted fish that can't wait to die, it's time to die after doing one last sit-up.

I'm dead - Wei Dao tilted his head and didn't really want to see Di Wei anymore.

Di Weilai walked over pushing the wheelchair and asked, "Do you want to go out?"

Wei Dao hesitated, stood up and nodded.

The stairs have windows, the elevators don't.It is common knowledge that stairs are safer than elevators.

I'm afraid it's not very easy to observe the situation in a wheelchair, and it's hard to take the elevator.

Di Weilai looked at Wei Dao and asked, "Are you in a wheelchair?"

David looked at the floor.

Di Weilai smiled gently at Wei Dao: "I didn't prepare your shoes."

He said with a bit of distress: "I think, you don't need to eat, drink, sleep or rest, and you can definitely not change your shoes or wash your hands. At first, I only have my things at home, and I don't plan to receive guests. You know my habits. So, go out?"