Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 161 [Jie Blind Extra Story] The disease is called love (Black History Chapter 2)

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[It's all about imagination, it may be different from what you imagined, don't worry too much about what's wrong. 】

In 2050, S City.

A disease swept the city like a plague.

According to the patient's self-reported symptoms: the heart is bound by invisible threads, and every beat of the heart involves the invisible bound threads. The more it hurts, the more it hurts but the more sweet it is.

I was also sent to the hospital not long ago, but I was sent not because of this disease, but because I had a car accident.

When I was pushed out of the operating room, I saw my parents crying in a panic. I was a little puzzled, wasn't I rescued?Why are they so sad?
I went back to my ward.

Lying on the familiar hospital bed, I covered the harsh sunlight with my hands, but the bright sunlight did not bring me any warmth.

After a few days, there were a few more beds in my ward, and then a few more patients, neat white hospital gowns, patients with tired eyes, doing the same thing numbly, they didn't look like A sickness possessed by a normally sick person.

On the contrary, like a normal person, I was a little curious and wanted to ask them what their cause of disease was. They were still doing their own things as if they didn't hear me.

Really sorry.

I thought it was just an ordinary illness, but when I saw one of the patients strangled himself with a needle tube in the middle of the night, I realized that something was wrong. The dead patient was carried out of the ward on a stretcher, all in silence.

The next day, the other patients felt as if they were not alone, and continued to do what they did every day.

insensitive.

I am a little tired of this boring life, I want to call my parents to pick me up, but I find that I have forgotten my parents' appearance, name and phone number.

This may be an epidemic.

I secretly thought that one day this disease will be cured.

Over time.

Within a month, all the patients in my ward died.

When they died, they were holding their hearts. Was it a heart attack?The white gauze wrapped around her body was stained with blood, but her face was full of satisfaction.

When I thought it was all over.

But it didn't.

After these people died, a large number of patients came in again, and it only took half a month to die this time.

Batch after batch of patients came into this ward, but no one ever went out alone.

Doesn't the doctor care?I frowned, let me stay with a bunch of psychos?Do you also want me to go crazy with them?
I am a little helpless, but I really have nowhere to go except to stay in this hospital, because I have forgotten what this city looks like, I have forgotten where my home is, and I have forgotten what relatives I have .

I only remember that I have parents, and I have no way of knowing the rest.

With a "plop", I knew that another patient was about to die, I looked at that person indifferently, his hands were tightly covering his chest, he was curled up into a ball, and he was chanting words, Like a lover's intimacy, whispering a love story with a beginning and an end, with a satisfied expression on his face, the next second, he stopped breathing.

The other patients acted as if they hadn't seen it, doing their own thing, because they were all numb, repeating the same thing every day, and they also knew that the nurse would come here in the near future to take away this unsightly corpse .

The death period this time was much earlier than the previous ones, only 9 days, all the patients died, and the symptoms remained the same.

From time to time at night, someone would strangle himself to death with the tube of the hanging needle, and I have also seen that some patients were not asleep, but watched the person strangled to death with empty eyes, without any expression on their faces.

It's almost like a zombie, a walking dead existence.

Another batch of new patients came in.

Among them was a little girl with a pale face. Her long brown hair was scattered casually. Maybe she didn't have the energy to take care of these hairs. She had eyes as blue as the vast sea, but I could only see them in her eyes. When it was chaotic and dull, I think those eyes must have been radiant before. I think she looks familiar, but I can't remember it.

This little girl is in the hospital bed next to me, and she let the nurses hang her needles in a somewhat mechanized manner. That little girl looks a little dull, but I don’t think she was like this before. I don’t know why I am like this think.

"Hello." I said a word softly, and I didn't expect the little girl to answer me, because the people in this ward were always lifeless and would not say a word.

After the little girl heard this, her body was slightly startled, and she turned to look at me.

"Hello." The little girl said these two words a little excitedly. There were tears in her eyes, and her voice was a little choked.

I'm a little surprised.

"Hey, little girl, don't be so excited. I thought you would ignore me at first, but I didn't expect you to be different from them. Don't you have this kind of disease?" I suddenly became interested in chatting, and finally someone You can talk to me now.

"Well, I have the same disease as them, but I am different from them. You brought me some light." The little girl wiped the tears on her cheeks with a hand without a needle, and murmured road.

I was taken aback by this little girl.

What do you mean I brought light to her?

In a trance, I saw people around me looking at the direction where the little girl and I were, their eyes full of astonishment and disbelief.

"My name is Helena. How about you?"

Helena said with a smile, but her face was still very pale.

"Jack." I responded.

"Then do you know why you got this disease? Why is this disease so strange? So many people died, and the doctors didn't treat them?" I said angrily, and I was asked to see the corpses so many times. Now that I think about it, I feel disgusting, thanks to the fact that I am still a normal person, how can I endure these bloody scenes.

Helena shook her head.

"They can't help us. We all got this disease because of love. The person I love has died. Died not long ago. That's why I got this disease. I got this disease. We just Can wait to die." Helena explained to me.

But I didn't feel any fear of death in the little girl named Helena in front of me at all, but I felt relieved.

"After death, you should be able to see him." Helena stared at me, then coughed a few times, and turned her head away in embarrassment.

"Infatuated person." I sneered.

2.
Helena bit her lower lip and stopped answering me.

I think I'm a bit too much
The person she loves is dead, and I still hit her like this, it's really a poor little girl.
"I'm sorry, I'm being serious." I immediately apologized to her.

She shook her head, there were already wet marks on her eyelashes, "No, you are right, but I am as happy as ever, my heart seems to be beating just for him." She had a firm face Looking at me, I couldn't find any words to reply her.

She smiled weakly.

"Jack, it's really nice to meet you."

I really don't understand this little girl's thinking. I have hit her so hard, and she still feels very happy?

Sure enough, the people here are not normal.

I raised my head in annoyance, looking at the white ceiling, I was really bored, what kind of life is this.
Being entangled with a group of lunatics, is he still a normal person?The nurse didn't take care of me, I didn't feel hungry at all in the past few months
The speed of death this time was faster than usual. In a full day, two-thirds of the people had already died. The appearance of death was still the same, with an obsessed face, as if thinking of some satisfying and sweet scene.

The little girl next to me was not in a very good condition, and started to have a high fever after staying here for a day.

The nurse just added a few more bottles of medicine for her and left without caring about her.

The blue and white hospital gown made her paler, like a fresh flower about to wither.

It withers before it begins to bloom.

I'm a little bit aggrieved, even if it's a heart disease, you can't treat patients like this, right?Although there is no cure, ordinary fever should be treated well, right?

Helena seemed to see my thoughts and pulled out a weak smile.

"It's okay, this is not an ordinary fever, it's caused by that disease." Helena's smile didn't calm down my anger.

"But they have gone too far. If they don't care about it like this, what kind of doctors are they?" I wanted to go out and talk to them, but Helena stopped me.

"Don't go, they won't talk to you." Helena sighed softly and said to me.

I gritted my teeth, that's right, they wouldn't talk to me, if they would talk to me, they would have told me where my parents were a few months ago.

Helena suddenly looked to the window with longing in her eyes.

"Jack, can you go out and look at the flowers outside? You don't have to pick those flowers, just tell me what color the flowers are outside." Helena looked at me after speaking, her eyes full of expectation.

I was too embarrassed to reject this little girl who was about to die, so I could only nod and agree to her.

She smiled very happily.

"Thank you, Jack."

Her smile seemed to be a ray of sunshine into this dark, numb, and gloomy world.

I was taken aback for a moment, and then walked out quickly, I was a little puzzled, what happened to me, to be so flustered
out of this hospital.

It was a very familiar city, but it was very strange to me, as if I had never been there before, and I walked towards the window Helena was looking at.

It's a rose garden.

But because of the seasonal relationship has withered.

The rose is red, the color of blood, but because of withering, it looks dark red and lifeless, and the withered leaves are light yellow.

I looked at these red roses in a daze, not knowing how to tell the little girl the truth or lie to her?

Just lie to her.
It is said that being happy will activate a kind of cell and prolong life.

After I finished thinking, I immediately ran back to the hospital and returned to the ward. Helena looked back at me and smiled as if she knew I was coming back.

"Jack, what color flower did you see?" She looked at me with a smile, reminding me of a very cute cat.

I pretended to be very happy.

"It's red roses, and they are very beautiful. They bloom beautifully. I can smell their fragrance, just like the smell of sunshine."

I started to make up my own nonsense, but she was listening seriously with a smile on her face, which was obviously wrong.

It made me feel guilty suddenly, is it really okay for me to lie to her like this?
"Jack, your description is very good. I think if there is a day, I must go to see the red rose with you." Helena smiled broadly, and then her face was a little sleepy. She lay down again and put A white quilt covered her body.

"Jack, I'm a little tired, I'm going to sleep first."

"Ann, little girl." I responded softly.

Maybe she was too sleepy and fell asleep all of a sudden, but in her sleep, she frowned tightly, her hands without needles tightly covered her chest, her face was very ugly, and her forehead appeared Dense beads of sweat.

"Is it a heartache again?" I muttered to myself, trying to wake her up, but she couldn't wake up anyway, and I seemed to see her heart being tightly strangled by some red threads Live, every beat is accompanied by severe pain.

Why did I see this thing myself?

That vision only appeared in my field of vision in a trance, and disappeared soon.

When I was about to shake her awake, she suddenly opened her eyes and backed away immediately after seeing me, I retracted my dangling hand in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Jack, for worrying you." Helena's complexion looked even worse, but she still responded to me lightly.

Is such a strong person? Obviously my heart can't take it anymore, but I still have to pretend that it doesn't hurt.
Helena saw me in a daze.

"Jack, next time you see me awake, don't touch me."

I was a little speechless, what kind of person did I think of me? How could I do such a thing.

I explained.

"I didn't mean that, I just wanted to wake you up."

Helena said with an "I understand" expression: "I know, but next time you can't touch me, and you can't touch other people or objects in the future."

I nodded half understanding, because you are a patient, I just listen to you, okay?
Not long after, the nurse came to change the medicine again. Seeing that Helena's face was getting worse, the nurse hung Helena's other hand without saying a word. I don't know if the nurse did it accidentally or something. The blood vessel was not tied every time, and Helena's hand hadn't been bandaged yet. After finishing the blood vessel hastily, she left. The back of her hand was covered with blood and black bruises.

3.
I feel sorry for this little girl.

"Are you all right? Do you want me to go out and find something to help you bandage?"

Helena smiled and shook her head.

"Jack, where do you think people go after death?" she asked softly.

"Heaven." I rolled my eyes. It was a lie, but I had to say it.

she laughs.

"It turns out that you also believe in this statement, Jack, I don't want to go to heaven." She looked at me seriously, and I was a little surprised.
Don't want to go to heaven?Everyone longs to go to heaven
Helena looked out of the window again, but she couldn't see anything except the window, and she couldn't see the scenery outside.

"I know that after people die in accidents, their consciousness will stay at the place of death. They don't think they are dead, they will live like normal people, and they will forget everything, their birth, parents, relatives, Friends and all their past, when they know they are dead, they are really dead, and I just want to be in this place now."

"Stay here?"

In this dark world?In a world where people die every day?
This little girl is always breaking my concept.

"Because you are here."

Helena's voice was very small, but I heard it accurately.

Because I'm here?

It is impossible for me to stay in this place forever, I have to go home.
Home. Where is home?

She no longer spoke, only a long silence.

"The person I love, he once told me that as long as I can find red roses when I am sick, I will be blessed by luck." She smiled, with a look of happiness on her face.

"Now, thanks Jack, you helped me find the red rose."

Did you find it?
No I didn't find it. I only found the wilted remains of the rose.

Helena told me many, many stories about the people she loved, and in her vivid descriptions, I learned that the people she loved were very gentlemen, and tender to her alone.

Her smile is deeply engraved in my heart, I am a little jealous, jealous of the person she loves, who can still be cared by her after death, and a little resentful, that person made her suffer from this disease that has no chance of survival .

"Okay, I'm a little sleepy, Helena, go to bed early." I don't want to hear Helena talk about him anymore, he is so good that I can't breathe.

I pretended to be asleep, my heart was in a mess, and I didn't know why.
Yes. Have you fallen in love with this strong and optimistic little girl?
I find it weird but it's true.

I heard Helena's soft sigh. Everything about her is really distressing.

The next day, five more people died.

Helena's expression was very pale when she saw the dead, maybe she's not used to it, anyway, I've become numb to these dead patients.

On the third day, six people died.

Helena tried her best to hide the panic in her eyes, but her eyes did not escape my eyes.

On the fourth day, everyone died except Helena.

Only Helena is left
On the fifth day, Helena started to have a high fever again, and she was unconscious all the time. The nurse also hurriedly came over to take a look, put a bright red cross on Helena's case, and left.

Afterwards, the door of the ward was locked.

Is this going to give up on her?

I looked at the empty ward, looked at her in a coma, and didn't know what to do. She said I couldn't touch her, so I obediently obeyed her and wouldn't touch her.
It's just why you haven't woken up yet?
On the sixth day, Helena woke up, her complexion was much better than before, and she was full of vitality in everything she did, as if she had never suffered from this disease.

"Jack, this is a flashback."

She smiled and solved the doubt in my mind, is it a flashback? That is to say
Is she really going to die?
"Jack, don't touch me no matter what happens tomorrow, get it?"

She told me, I was silent.

In my eyes, she is like a star that can be seen but cannot be reached, but quietly falls in my eyes.

She started to tell me many, many things about the people she loved, and I listened very carefully this time. I wanted to know about her past and everything about her.

She said that she likes to see the red rose with the one she loves the most. The red rose is the testimony of her love with the one she loves.

She said she wanted to see Swan Lake, which her loved one liked to hum and call her Little Swan.

She said that she also wanted to go to many, many places with her loved ones, to go to Russia to see the first heavy snow in winter.

She said that she still didn't grow old with him in the end.

But letting the heavy snow fall on her and his heads can also be regarded as turning gray together in a sense.

The last time disappeared in an instant, and the night fell again. She fell asleep while talking. I quietly looked at her sleeping face, and the corners of her eyes seemed to be moist.
I feel that it is really embarrassing for me to cry. They all say that men don't cry easily, but they haven't reached the point of sadness.

I watched her electrocardiogram gradually weaken, as if her heart was torn apart, and exposed to the air bloody, that kind of strange pain, did I also have that kind of disease?

The electrocardiogram finally stopped beating.

she died
The seventh day, early morning.

The last patient died.

The locked door was opened, and another group of nurses came in carrying a stretcher. I felt sick when I saw them, fake doctors and benevolent people. I stood in front of Helena like an angry little beast.

"You are not allowed to touch her!" I yelled very loudly.

But they acted as if they didn't hear, their hands directly passed through my chest and stretched out to Helena, I was a little surprised.
My own body that has been penetrated doesn't feel pain?

I stretched out my hand to Helena in disbelief, and my hand actually went through her body
I suddenly figured out something.

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"Jack, can you go out and see those flowers outside? You don't have to pick them off, just tell me what color they are outside."

"Jack, next time you see me awake, don't touch me."

"I know that after people die in accidents, their consciousness will stay at the place of death. They don't think they are dead, they will live like normal people, and they will forget everything, their birth, parents, relatives, Friends and all their past, when they know they are dead, they are really dead, and I just want to be in this place now."

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"Actually. I already died in that car accident. Right?"

I looked at the back of the nurses carrying her out and murmured.

I thought of that sentence again.

"Because you are here."

I have forgotten a lot, but I think she looks familiar and her words.
I laughed, laughing sadly.
Helena. Why are you lying to me?

lie to me i'm alive
Don't tell me the one you like is me
why.
Let this empty consciousness of mine stay in this place.
without you
There is no place for me in this world
I found that my body was slowly disintegrating and disappearing.
Is it real death?
Don't be afraid anymore
as long as i can see her
What is death.
I'm just afraid I'll lose her in the end
In a daze, I seemed to see that smiling little girl again.
She smiled and stretched out her hand towards me, and read a sentence softly.

"Jack."

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everything that happened.
all because
The disease is called love
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(End of this chapter)