The Buddhist scriptures say that all living beings have three lives of cause and effect. The causes of the previous life determine the results of this life. Therefore, some people and some things are destined. It is destined that I love you, or it is destined that we cannot be together. But even if fate
Only one string was given to me, and I will use this string to play the colorful movement of life. Because the saddest life is not that there is a blur of life and death, but that there is no beginning and no ending.
In the early morning, I woke up from my dream and saw a vast expanse of white walls, white quilts, white sofas, and white beds. My brows wrinkled unconsciously. If I were to say what color I hate most in this world,
I must say it is white because it is so pure that it makes me feel ashamed.
The nurse came in with the medicine for me and showed obvious joy when she saw me waking up: "Ms. Ye, you finally woke up."
That kind of tone was something I had never seen before. There was humility and envy, no longer the disdain and ridicule before. I laughed. It seemed that something happened that I didn't know. But it didn't matter. What the child said before he fell into coma made me laugh.
My memory is still fresh. I asked: "Well, where did Mu Shiqin go?"
The little nurse was stunned for a moment, then said: "Is it Mr. Mu? He stayed with you all night yesterday, and left in a hurry this morning when I heard that he answered a phone call."
I nodded and smiled, a small warmth rising in my heart, and even my stomach felt hungry.
As if she knew what I was thinking, the little nurse put the food on the table and said respectfully: "Master Mu bought this before he left. He said that Miss Ye had a bad appetite and just woke up to eat some light porridge."
Taking the porridge she handed me, I smiled and saw my pale face in her eyes. I was slightly startled: "Can you please bring me a mirror?"
The nurse was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly, and soon brought a mirror.
I looked at the face in the mirror and frowned slightly. Is this really me? When did I become so haggard? My waist-length hair was messily wrapped around my head, and my face was as big as a palm.
He has exquisite facial features, but his face is as pale as paper. You can clearly see the slender blood vessels on his thin face. His eyes are so big and scary, but there is no energy at all.
Suddenly I lost my appetite. I managed to take a few mouthfuls of porridge and said to the nurse next to me: "Can you take me out for a walk?"
What I thought was a normal question and answer, but the nurse looked embarrassed.
I looked up and smiled sweetly: "Is there any problem?"
The nurse was startled, then hesitated and said softly: "Ms. Ye, Mr. Mu has said that no one else can enter your ward except him and the accompanying medical staff. I'm not sure if you can get out."
"What did you say?"
I don't know how gloomy my face turned at that time, although I could feel the nurse's careful touch.
I laugh, laughing at my naivety.
I was guarded by him for a few days.
Have you forgotten his true nature?
Mu Shiqin is a wolf.
Wolves are known for their cruelty.
How can you ask it to be kind?
I never learn well.
Those eyes that I once thought were clear.
He has already become filthy.
I was the only one who foolishly believed it at the time.
He is still the same as before...
So, when reality tore off his mask.
Only then did I understand.
myself at that time.
How stupid!
"Ms. Ye, Miss Ye, are you okay?" The nurse looked at me with worry on her face.
I shook my head: "It's okay. He just doesn't allow idlers to enter this ward. He didn't say that I can't go out. I need to get some air now."