"Professor Berryman, how long will it take for Teller to wake up? Didn't he say that he would regain consciousness in about half a month? It's almost a month now."
"The results of the vital diagnosis are like this. I have seen his vital signs several times, and I can guarantee that there is no misjudgment."
"Is it the same as last time, a problem on the soul level?"
"Unfortunately, Doherty has been here before, and she concluded that the lucid state is normal"
"………………"
"Maybe you are thinking too complicatedly. No one can refuse the long vacation in the hospital bed. Maybe he just wants to sleep more."
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All these conversations have actually been integrated into Terrell's mind, but the person taking over the conscious body at this moment is not him, but Xiao Hill.
She doesn't want to wake up for Teller, or she doesn't dare.
She was afraid that she would live for Teller, and that she would never see the brother who pulled her out of the darkness again.
"As long as I'm guarding you, don't disturb his rest."
As the air in the room solidified, the door closed quietly and cordially, and Little Hill floated to Terrell's sleeping spirit and sat down with a smile.
"Brother Teller, let me tell you, your sister and roommate are here again. I heard the sound of the wooden basket shaking and smelled the fragrance of flowers."
He raised his head slightly and pouted, thinking about something
"But I don't know what kind of flower fragrance it is. I probably haven't smelled it before. Your sister always brings something. I remember one time she laughed and teased you, saying that she could drink ink or sesame tea right now.
But a sleepy person can't drink it. It's a pity that you didn't reply to her."
"Your roommate will come to the hospital to eat apples whenever he has time. I can always hear the crisp sound when he bites the apple and smell the fragrance of the apple. He also said that the hospital feels like your home and that you sleep in the hospital.
It takes longer than in the dormitory."
After a pause, his moist eyes suddenly widened, as if he remembered something, and he continued to talk with a smile
"By the way, he would sing suddenly from time to time, but every time he would be kicked out by the professor and told to stop making noise."
"I heard the professor's voice before, it was the voice in the ward last time, but I didn't open my eyes to look at him, nor did I sneak out quietly. I always remembered you telling me to hide. But I knew he could be here almost at any time.
They are all here, but he doesn't say anything like others, he is always silent."
"He will only reply when the girl next to him speaks."
As he spoke, Little Hill slowly lay down next to Teller's ear and lowered his voice. He was a little choked but still held it back and spoke softly
"Brother Telei, tell you quietly, I heard the secret between them. They once made a bet on you, betting on whether you would enter the judgment circle again after entering it once. The professor lost the bet but refused to admit it.
Saying that the nature is different, I think his justified sophistry is really funny."
"They are also planning to bet on how long it will take for you to wake up. The professor said a week, the girl said half a month, and the pastor obviously said about half a month. I don't know what the professor thinks, but it doesn't matter anymore. Now they are all betting.
Lost."
"I heard that a man named Kos also came here often. He was always teased by everyone, talking about the expression on his face when he opened the ward and saw the dead resurrected, and laughed at him for his low smile."
"Vanderheiden also came here and said he would abide by his agreement with you!"
Having said this, Little Hill gently bit the corner of his mouth, recalling the conversations of those strange voices in his mind, and his lips and teeth trembled a little
"I...didn't break the appointment either. I held on until they came. It was really painful at the time, but I held it back. So Brother Teller...Brother, how long will it take for you to wake up?"
."
"Actually, I'm really scared...I don't know them...They are always in the ward...saying things I don't know...The pastor said you will wake up in half a month...but it's almost one
..It’s been a month..”
Little Hill lay on Teller's chest, closed his eyes and sobbed silently
"I'm really scared. Actually... everyone is not as happy as I said... they feel like they are saying goodbye"
"My sister would find the time when the professor was not around and cry silently. That was the first time I felt the warmth of tears on my hands, and I felt so uncomfortable."
"Your roommate always sighs, saying that you are not willing to say anything, and that you are a selfish person. It is too much for him to act like this even though you are already like this."
"The professor said he will watch over you no matter how long it takes, as if you are really not awake."
"Obviously Vanderheiden is awake, why...why are you the only one who hasn't woken up...still sleeping...Obviously I have kept my promise, I have worked hard...don't leave me alone again...
.."
But at this moment, when she was feeling helpless and out of control, a pair of hands patted her head gently in a dramatic manner, and a familiar voice sounded in her ears
"You did it, Hill."
Little Hill suddenly raised his head and looked at Teller who had woken up at this moment. His eyes widened in an instant and then gradually softened. He opened his mouth and slowly pursed his lips, and replied aggrievedly with a trembling mouth.
"Well..."
After saying that, she hugged Terrell tightly, hugging her only relative now. Her only brother no longer suppressed her, and cried loudly with joy.
Terrell chuckled and looked at the little Hill, whom he knew to be naughty but determined, with a somewhat distressed look in his eyes.
Only now did he realize that he had overlooked an issue, that is, no matter how strong she was, she was still a child from beginning to end.
I understand that she should know that she will definitely wake up, and she also understands the suspicion that she has added to her heart, and she is afraid of the one in ten thousand possibility, even if that possibility is not realistic at all.
Gently stroke Xiao Hill's hair to soothe the restless heart and slowly let go of the heart that was hanging at that moment.
The sense of oppression faded away instantly, and a relaxed sleepiness swept over him. He couldn't help but closed his eyes with peace of mind, and Little Hill fell asleep in Teller's arms.
Teller sighed, to be honest, he wanted to stay with her for a short time, or at least wait quietly for her to spend this long night, but he still put her down gently and lay quietly in the depths of his soul space.<
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Slowly floating towards the level of consciousness, Teller knew that now was not the time to accompany him, there were more important things to do. The crisis was still not over, and he had to quickly dig out the hidden [Lover] sequence. p>
Some moist air stimulated his breath, and the moonlight shone on his face, which was the familiar light at a 45° angle.
Teller knew where this was, so he slowly opened his eyes, and once again saw the slowly flowing brown light. He felt some strange discomfort in the healing part of the wound on his body, and gently moved his now intact right hand. He slowly propped himself up with his hands, leaned against the bedside, smiled and looked at Wilson, whose eyes were gradually softening from emotion to emotion under the moonlight, and said calmly
"Professor Wilson, I'm back."
He slightly adjusted his monocle, which looked shiny under the moonlight, and smiled calmly
