Genius commoner

Chapter 238 Three Thousand Guests
Ye Zixuan is like a dying person, with chaotic visions flashing in his mind, one picture after another changing, wandering around, these pictures are strange and special, some scenery, some faces he can't even imagine It seems to be proving something to him, demonstrating something, and reminding him of something.

In the infinite space, amidst the dust and mist, Ye Zixuan can vaguely feel a lonely child, enviously watching a group of children laughing and laughing not far away, and the joy of chasing butterflies amidst the brilliant spring flowers, he longs to lean over but Knocked down by them mercilessly, they even ridiculed him unscrupulously, calling him stupid and stubborn.

One night when he passed the garden of his home with a small lantern, a big black dog that he had never seen before suddenly jumped out, barking, and fell to the ground in fright. Zhong laughed loudly, and from then on, the child never dared to approach them again, but just squatted in the corner quietly watching the ants move.

Even so, the ants in sight were also trampled several times.

From then on, he resisted playing with people, and he no longer liked to communicate. The greatest pleasure was watching the ants move, day after day, until the images of the ants flew and shattered, and then a man and a woman appeared beside him, talking softly, and I bought him a room full of toys, but there was no smile on his face, and he still squatted back to the corner and remained silent.

A man and a woman spend more and more time with him, and coax him to play more and more warmly. The children don't seem to have much joy on their faces, and they passively accept everything they give, as if they have nothing to do with themselves. The relationship is the same, but in fact, there is a little slack in his heart. He no longer watches ants fight, and he starts to rely on them.

He loves them.

Ye Zixuan wanted to see the opponent's face clearly, but it was always unclear. The more he wanted to see clearly, the more blurred the opponent became.

A little farther back, in the dream, there were two tall and energetic old men with gray hair who ruled the world. They often played chess under a big banyan tree, talking and laughing happily, while kindly looking at the children watching chess, arguing. When they were young, the two old people let the children decide for them, and then smiled and fed him snacks.

Dreams are flying around, on a lively day, an old man puts a piece of jade on the neck of a child himself.

Ye Zixuan was able to see clearly this time, that piece of jade was a flying dragon.

Loneliness and misery, joy and understanding, Ye Zixuan felt as if he had melted into a dream, as if he had added another life experience, but when he saw a bridge, a flowing river, and a speeding black car in his mind , Ye Zixuan's body shook, his hands couldn't stop dancing in the air, like a drowning child.

A woman's face was enlarged, accompanied by a shout: Tianlong!

Denon?Could it be that his name is Tianlong?

All the pictures in Ye Zixuan's mind exploded uncontrollably as the woman shouted, becoming countless fragments, and the fragments turned into powder, and the powder turned into tears, crystal clear, and a warm feeling flowed Then, like an electric current flowing through the limbs and bones, Ye Zixuan couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and he opened his eyes.

"Young Master Ye, are you awake?"

"Master, are you finally awake?"

In the field of vision, the faces of Hua Qingwu and Ye Ronghua appeared in front of Ye Zixuan, with an unconcealable joy on their faces: "Thank God."

Ye Ronghua took out his mobile phone immediately, with a hint of excitement on his face: "I will tell my wife immediately, so that she doesn't worry, you don't know, she would be dying of anxiety when she knew you were drowning, if she hadn't held a meeting at the red wall , I guess I’ll come here a long time ago, just wake up, if you have something to do, I’ll shoot you a hundred times and it’s not enough.”

Thinking of standing on the shore waiting for Ye Zixuan to swim, Ye Ronghua almost slapped himself twice again. If he rushed down immediately, Ye Zixuan would definitely not drown and pass out, which made Mrs. Ye worry for a long time. Busy: "Young Master Ye, you are weak, don't move around, I'll have the doctor check it out for you later."

"Don't check, I am the doctor, he is my master, he will be fine when he wakes up."

Hua Qingwu took a warm towel and gently wiped his cheeks, the warmth spread all over his body: "I just need to keep warm and rest."

"What's going on?"

Ye Zixuan couldn't help asking a question, only then did he realize that his voice was hoarse, as thin as a mosquito, his body was weak, and his breathing was a little short of breath, Hua Qingwu was as white as Ye Zixuan, and he hated iron for not being steel: "Wei Meng Invincible young master Ye, you are an old man who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, astronomy and geography, why can't you swim?"

Hua Qingwu has always taken pleasure in beating Ye Zixuan: "In the morning, you saw a child fall into the water, you jumped off and threw him back to the shore, but you sank yourself. Brother Hua and the others didn't react at that time. After all, no one thought of it. Ye Shao, who is wise and mighty, can't swim, and by the time you rush down the lake, you'll already be blowing bubbles."

Ye Ronghua also held the phone and said, "Yeah, I was waiting for you to jump up, but you sank instead."

Fate always likes to tease the world so much.

Ye Zixuan opened his mouth wide and thought for a moment, then remembered the situation of saving people: "At that time, I was so eager to save people that I forgot that I couldn't swim anymore."

Hua Qingwu wiped Ye Zixuan's forehead again: "If you don't know how to swim, don't show off. Don't be able to save yourself and fold yourself in, you know? You have been in a coma for seven hours, and your face is often full of pain. You are dancing with hands and feet, and your forehead is bursting with sweat. In the last century, everyone would definitely say that you are a ghost."

Ye Zixuan coughed, and only then did he understand why his voice was hoarse and his body was weak:
"I'm sorry for making you worry, don't worry, I won't save people indiscriminately in the future."

He lightly skipped this topic and didn't tell Hua Qingwu and Ye Ronghua that he was not afraid of heights, darkness, ghosts or gods, but he was afraid of staying in the water where his feet could not touch, and that feeling of helplessness and despair would bind his whole body Nervous, so I have never gone swimming in any river in the past ten years, and at most I just stopped in the shallow area of ​​the pool.

He himself didn't know why there was this shadow, but he knew it was a fatal factor, so when the little boy fell into the lake, Ye Zixuan hesitated for a while, but his conscience and instinct made him finally jump in to save others. Serious consequences, but I didn't expect to let myself fall asleep for seven or eight hours, and still have nightmares.

"Brother Hua, thank you for saving me."

Ye Zixuan changed the subject: "I'm really sorry to bring you trouble."

After the phone call, Ye Ronghua waved his hands again and again, with a guilty and wry smile on his face: "Young Master Ye, you are too polite, it is our duty to protect you, this time we have neglected our duty, it is lucky that you don't blame us, so why bother? And it's not us who saved you this time, but a young woman who jumped into the water to save you the first time."

"After you were rescued, she was the one who rescued you and gave you artificial respiration."

Hua Qingwu threw out a sentence at the right time: "It's really a blessing."

She gets along very easily with Ye Zixuan, as natural as buddies.

Ye Zixuan was slightly stunned: "A young woman?"

Ye Ronghua nodded slightly, and took up the topic with a smile: "Young Master Ye, don't worry, she is quite beautiful, and you won't suffer from artificial respiration at all." He always felt that the girl was a little familiar, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen her before. : "By the way, when they rescued you, the mobile phone was stolen. I wanted to compensate her but she politely refused."

Hua Qingwu wiped off Ye Zixuan's shrinking beads of sweat with a hot towel: "We must thank others, and we must not let the beauty get wet and chill." She also smiled faintly: "I heard that the little boy you saved, his parents I took them away immediately without leaving a red envelope or thank you, obviously worried that you will be responsible if something happens."

She got up to pour out the water, and made Ye Zixuan a cup of cereal.

"Do you have anyone's name or phone number?"

Ye Zixuan sighed: "I will give him a generous gift, and I will personally say thank you."

He couldn't remember the situation at that time, but Ye Ronghua would not lie to himself, Ye Zixuan also had to thank the girl.

Ye Ronghua shook his head lightly: "Without a name and a phone number, the other party refused to say anything. After waking you up, she helped the doctor send you to this building. Then she went up to the fourth floor. She should be a patient or a family member. That is the floor of the ophthalmology patient hospital, I will let some brothers go around a few times later, I believe we will find the whereabouts of the girl."

He didn't tell Ye Zixuan a detail, that is, the first second Ye Zixuan woke up, he pinched the beautiful girl and called "Mom!"

The sentence "Mom" was extremely helpless, extremely desperate, and there were tears in it.

Ye Ronghua didn't know what happened to Ye Zixuan at that time, but felt that speaking out would embarrass the latter, so he withdrew this part.

Ye Zixuan leaned on the hospital bed and nodded: "We must find her."

When Ye Ronghua left with a smile and Hua Qingwu brought the cereal, Ye Zixuan's eyes were full of thought. Although he had woken up, the dream just now had not completely disappeared. He remembered a man with a blurry face but doting on children. A woman, remember the word Tianlong that the woman shouted sadly, and remember the two straight old men.

"Why do I remember this? What does this have to do with me?"

Ye Zixuan fell into deep thought: Who is that old man who put the flying dragon jade on himself?Is that child himself?

If it was me, wouldn't it mean that I once had a home?Have a mother who loves herself?
Tianlong,,,, could it be his real name?

While his thoughts were spinning, Hua Qingwu put another magazine in front of him:
"Master, you are weak, drink some cereal first, look through magazines, and I will prepare dinner for you."

Ye Zixuan didn't move, his eyes were rigid, staring at the old man on the magazine cover:

Marshal Ye's [-]th birthday, three thousand guests gathered in the capital.

(End of this chapter)