Wenxuan wanted to slap Jian Yi for a moment. However, his hands were raised, he thought for a while, but put them back.
Because Wenxuan remembered something again, a knot that had been in his heart for a long time.
Concentric Gu.
At the beginning, the two of them were hit by the same heart Gu at the same time, and then they both entered the other's heart in order to understand the Gu, trying to probe into the other's heart. The result was simple and easy to succeed, but Wenxuan tried countless times and failed. Wenxuan didn't say anything about this matter, but in fact he was always worried about it in his heart.
He also wanted to use his own strength to unravel the Gu worm in Jian Jian's heart, and even more wanted to know what the deep inside of Jian Jian's heart was like. However, in the last attempt, Yi Jian wanted to keep him out anyway.
Now that Jian Yi is deep in the illusion, there must be no more power to stop him. This is truly a godsend.
So Wenxuan wants to take this opportunity to try his unfinished business again? This move is tantamount to taking advantage of the dangers of others. If it was placed in the past, Wenxuan would have hesitated for a while. But today is different from the past. Ten years of life as a monster has made Wen Xuan's behavior a lot different from before. Not to mention, this kind of thing that took advantage of people's dangers was only done a lot in the past.
Just a moment later, Wen Xuan laughed at himself, then leaned down and pressed his forehead to the simple one.
When they first tried to unlock the Concentric Gu, they spent a lot of time making the medicine for traction. At the beginning, the traction medicine had already entered the stomach. Although several decades have passed, there is no need for more preparations when doing this. The forehead is enough.
Soon, Wen Xuan only felt that his vision was blurred for a while, and then the light gradually dissipated, and darkness appeared in front of him. Wenxuan lit a light in the darkness, illuminating the road in front of him—it was the long-lost narrow path.
The road in this simple heart is still full of Wenxuan's appearance, covering the walls on both sides.
Taking a closer look, I can see that this road is slightly different from the last time. The portraits on the walls on both sides are richer, and there are more traces of the two of them getting along, and even the appearance of the Wenxuan monster is mixed with them. But this road is much narrower than before. Wenxuan walked all the way, paying attention to every change here, and couldn't help sighing frequently.
Then he finally stopped, turned around, and faced a wall of paintings.
Wenxuan knew that this road and these paintings were only the most superficial layer in Jian Jian's heart. As for the wider space in Jian Jian's heart, all of them were actually blocked by this road.
Wen Xuan stretched out a hand and stroked the wall with his palm.
The last time he came here, he had repeatedly recited the begging he wanted to see more, but at this time he didn't say a word, just silently pressed his palm to the wall, and then silently squeezed into it. Although he was quiet, the strength he exerted was no less than before, his teeth were clenched tightly, sweat gradually oozing out of his forehead, and his eyes were full of determination.
He finally squeezed out of the wall again, into the wide and deep darkness.
Nothing will stop him this time. Wenxuan took a deep breath, lighting the light with one hand, and the breeze with the other. Soon, the breeze blew away the black mist that had filled his eyes, finally revealing a little white.
Wenxuan intensified the wind and blew the black mist even further, and the exposed whiteness increased. But no matter how much the black mist dissipated, all Wenxuan could see was only white.
Simple has no strength to interfere with him now. What he saw at this time was such a bald piece of white, which could only prove that Jian Jian had such a bald piece of white in his heart.
After a while, Wen Xuan put away his surprise and started walking forward. The space seemed boundless, the black mist seemed endless, and the breeze brought by Wenxuan followed him. Wherever he walked, the black fog was cleared away, so that he could always see the whole thing in front of him.
This piece of black fog is not an interference to him, but something that Jian Yi already has in his heart.
As Wenxuan walked more and more places, he saw more empty white, and occasionally found some other things. Such as the same white walls, such as the red cross, such as some indescribable pungent smell.
The pungent smell evoked a small corner in Wenxuan's memory. That was many years ago, when this Concentric Gu had just been planted into the bodies of the two of them. Because of the sudden connection with Jian Jian's heart that time, Wen Xuan once saw a certain room in an instant, and it was exactly the same white, and many things that he saw now appeared exactly the same, and it was exactly the same full of this pungent smell. At the beginning, Wenxuan had suspected that what he saw at that time was the place where Jian Jian had stayed in the past. Today, this speculation seems to be more and more confirmed.
The room Wenxuan had seen before was not this big. Perhaps that was the actual size of the room, and the vast space in front of him was the result of magnifying it countless times in his mind.
Although large, it is desolate and monotonous.
Wenxuan couldn't remember how long he walked in it, and finally, something else appeared in the black mist that was blown away in front of him.
At the same time, Wen Xuan felt a sudden sensation in his heart.
It's the Gu worm in Jian Jian's heart.
This Gu worm will hide in the deepest place in Jian Jian's heart. Only when it is close will Wen Xuan feel it. At this moment, the sensation came, proving that what Wenxuan wanted to see was right in front of him.
Wenxuan couldn't help speeding up his pace, blowing all the black fog in front of him in one breath, completely revealing the thing hidden in it.
It was a white bed with a strange appearance. The head and foot of the bed were made of metal, just like the strange instruments that Wen Xuan had seen in this space.
A person is lying on the bed.
a teenager.
Wenxuan couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, and he had to stand there for a moment to steady his breathing. Then he finally got closer, letting the light in his hand shine on the boy's face.
The boy's face was familiar and simple.
Although this is not the body that Jian Yi is using now, it is obviously not a coincidence that Jian Jian came here from other worlds and threw himself into the body of that idiot Jian. Neither the appearance nor the name has changed.
Wen Xuan looked at the familiar face of the young man, but his raised hand shook.
Because it is surprisingly pale and surprisingly thin. Really, even though it was such a familiar face, Wenxuan had never seen Yi Jian so weak. This thin appearance was so unfamiliar that Wen Xuan was afraid to recognize it for a while.
Unbelievable, is this really his younger brother Jian
But here is the simple heart, the feeling of Gu worms came from the body of the young man in front of him. This is the deepest place in the simple heart, unable to think for others.
The boy's eyes were open, but he didn't see Wen Xuan at all. There was nothing in the boy's eyes, it was extremely empty. It is clearly a living appearance, but it is like dead ashes.
This is what Jian Yi has always tried his best to hide, and he doesn't want Wen Xuan to see it, in the past
Wenxuan touched the boy's body through the quilt, and it turned out to be equally thin, with almost only a handful of bones. Wen Xuan's heart became heavy.
But just a moment later, he raised his hand again and touched the boy's forehead. After finally finding it, no matter what he sees, he must see more.
As a ray of spirituality entered, many images quickly entered Wen Xuan's mind.
In these pictures, there are many things that Wenxuan has never seen and cannot understand. But that didn't prevent him from understanding the boy's life in that world.
Simple families are indeed rich, and parents are indeed loving. In that world, the Jane family is a small and well-known local tycoon, and Jane's parents and Jane's mother are powerful people who manage the family's business prosperously. A simple person born in such a family should have a good life without food and clothing, a good education, and a prosperous life.
However, there is a fly in the ointment. Simple has a disease from the womb, and no matter how much it costs, it cannot be cured. He has lived in a hospital since he was a child, hardly walks on his own feet, and can only look out through a window beside his bed.
In the first few years, even so, Jian Yi was the heart of his parents.
Even if he is busy at work, his parents will always stay by his side, tell stories for him by the bedside, tell all the beautiful things in the world, comfort him patiently and tell him that he will get better and that one day he will be able to Relying on his own feet to walk out of the white room, he could see all the beauty in the world.
On their birthdays, their parents will both ask for leave, no matter how serious the situation is in the company, they don’t care about it, just to get to Zhan Yi, bring cakes, light candles, sing a birthday song, and then kiss Yi Yi’s face , tell him that Mom and Dad will always love you.
Such a beautiful and warm picture, there are as many as there are in the simple memory, there are countless, and it is just one, which perfectly interprets a happy family, a pair of parents who love their children deeply. However, Wenxuan looked at these pictures in Jian Yi's heart and felt the emotions that Jian Yi conveyed, but he did not feel any warmth and love, only hatred.
Later, Jian Jian got older, and there was still no hope of cure for his condition, and the time his parents came to accompany Jian began to be less frequent. But at that time, Jian Jian still believed that it was just because things in the company were busier, and his parents still loved him.
The proof is that on their birthdays every year, they still leave everything behind and rush to Jian Jian's side. Even when they are away, they are very concerned about Jianyi, often discussing Jianyi's condition with doctors, and conveying their concern to Jianyi through those doctors and nurses.
In order to prevent Jian from thinking wildly when he was bored, they brought many books for him, and after asking the doctor's permission, they specially installed a computer for him to play with.
It was probably at that time that Jian Jian read a novel of self-cultivation and met Wen Xuan for the first time. Although the original novel was not written with Wenxuan as the center, the encounter with Wenxuan was only mentioned in a few strokes, and he only wrote a special account of one incident that happened afterward, accusing Wenxuan of being a perfidious person. However, with his unique acumen, Jian Jian noticed how Wenxuan went from his first appearance to the final stage bit by bit.
At that time, his evaluation of Wenxuan was: wow, it's really miserable.
Then, when I was about ten years old, my mother conceived a younger brother for Jian. At that time, the mother stroked her belly, and the splendid appearance of a happy smile on the corner of her mouth was still so dazzling in the memory.
The parents told Jian Jian that the reason for being pregnant with this younger brother was to let the younger brother do the hard work in the company in the future. Their most precious child is always simple.
Then my brother was born, a healthy and lovely baby boy. The parents took the younger brother to see the simple. But before he could be happy about being an older brother, Jian Jian noticed that the way his parents looked at his younger brother was so different from the way his parents looked at him. The simple heart, which had never been desperate because of illness, became cold for the first time. It's like falling into an ice cave, cold to the heart.
Sometimes Sim would hate his sharpness in this sort of thing. But on second thought, such things, even if they were not discovered at the time, would always be discovered sooner or later. Even if he is the first child of his parents, even if his parents once loved him again, it will not be enough, that younger brother is healthy.
Jian Jian also had a fluke, thinking that even so, his position in the hearts of his parents would not be so easily changed.
However, the facts are always difficult to argue. A newborn baby can always involve all the time and energy of the parents, and the small single room in the simple hospital, from the beginning, there must be people visiting every day, and finally no one cares.
When it was the first time to spend a birthday alone, Jian Jian casually read the novel again.
At that time, his evaluation of Wenxuan was: tsk tsk, this person is worse than me.
Yes, now that I think about it, the reason why Jian Yi remembered this character at first was just because he was miserable. But it seems to be more than that, because after Jian Jian found that this kind of thought would give him more comfort, he went to find many novels, and read many characters with the same misery, but no one was like Wen Xuan, who clearly didn't start with the same. It's not so memorable, but it is always remembered by him inadvertently.
And when did his evaluation of Wenxuan change from "worse than me" to "worse than me"? Simple can't remember much.
A few days later, the parents asked the doctor to speak, apologized to Yi Jian, and told him that his brother had a fever because of a cold, so they couldn't come over that day. Now, although the fever has subsided, the younger brother is still a little uncomfortable, and they have to spend more time taking care of the younger brother.
When I saw my parents again, it was two months later. The simple condition deteriorated. After a visit to the gate of hell, I woke up and heard my parents crying outside the house. When the doctor put his parents in, they threw himself by the bedside, crying so hard that he could barely speak. Jian Jian only looked at the younger brother who was still in his mother's arms, and thought a little smugly, my position has not been completely replaced.
The parents stayed by the simple bed for a few days, but it was only for a few days, and everything gradually returned to its original state.
In order to see his parents more, he simply pulled out the tube on his arm and turned off the beeping instruments beside him. His condition deteriorated repeatedly, and he lay in the intensive care unit again and again. This method worked for half a year, and then the parents finally had enough.
Finally, once when Jian Yi came back from the gate of hell, he saw his parents again, but there was no longer that kind of sadness and love on their faces, only full of impatience and anger.
Father pointed at him and cursed, and then ordered the doctor to tie his hands.
Since then, Jian has not only been unable to use his own feet, but also his hands. When my father finally believed that he would be obedient, he made a phone call to ask the doctor to untie the restraint. The muscles in the simple arms had already atrophied and he could not lift them up.
Even so, the simple condition will still deteriorate, and every year, he will pass two or three times before the gate of hell. But the parents haven't been there since.
Until my younger brother reached the age of elementary school, he still remembered that he had an older brother and actively wanted to see him.
A family of three once again appeared in front of Jian Yi, happy and happy. The younger brother is very good-looking, lively, cute, smart, and a good boy who will be liked at first sight. He was lying on the side of the simple bed, arrogantly asking for help. The parents watched with a smile from behind, their expressions full of pride for the child.
Jian Jian looked at his younger brother's innocent face, but only thought that if he could still move his hands, he would definitely strangle this man's neck until he died.
It's such a scary and twisted idea, but who cares
In this life, Jian Jian has always just been lying on this hospital bed.
He has been completely replaced, no one will care about him, and no one still has his place in their hearts. He heard his brother say something to his parents outside the door when he was leaving, "My brother is so pitiful", and he just wanted to sneer.
Time continued to run non-stop, lying there simply, looking at the white ceiling. He couldn't even read the novel, and could only recall some fragments over and over again. Wenxuan was the character he recalled the most, and he couldn't say why, maybe it was just because he was miserable, or maybe there was something about Wenxuan that really moved him.
It was probably in these repeated memories that Wenxuan was engraved deeper and deeper in his heart. He began to analyze and organize according to the original work, and complete the life of this character in his mind. This is not an easy task. The stories he made up will always deviate from reality. He asked the nurse to read the novel in his ear, constantly confirming with the original, and constantly revising the story that he had completed. , until it is very close to the truth.
Sometimes I feel that I'm so stupid, this character is so stupid.
More often, it is easy to feel that it is not easy for people to be so stupid.
Mingming always treats people sincerely, but is always hurt by others. In the end, no one in the world remembers this character well. The glory and sacrifices of this character have been forgotten, and his position in the hearts of everyone will be replaced by the latecomers. There is nothing left, and he will leave alone. How similar is this to the simple self
Yi Jian finally completed his completion of the role, before he lay down in the intensive care unit for the last time.
There are always two or three experiences every year, and I am used to it. Even when he turned around before the gate of hell, he was still thinking about the character and the story he had completed. He had never done something with such care, and even if it was meaningless, it made him feel surprisingly satisfying.
Until Jian Jian suddenly woke up from the dizziness and looked at everything in the world with a vision that had never been so clear before. He suddenly realized that this was really the last time. He looked at the data on the instrument beside him and confirmed that he was really dying. He heard the nurse talking outside, discussing which patient would be housed in the ward that would be vacated.
Look, even his place in that little ward where he'd lived all his life would be taken by someone.
He should close his eyes and face his ending calmly. After all, this is something that has been known for a long time, and it is doomed from birth. There is no second way waiting for him, it's just a matter of sooner or later.
At this time, his parents didn't know where he was. But what does it matter, his parents have long been absent from his heart.
Yi Jian felt tears falling from the corners of his eyes, wetting the hair around his ears.
He was not reconciled.
Such a life is not reconciled.
Such a dispensable life, a life that can be replaced by others no matter what, is not reconciled.
unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling, unwilling...
"Want to regain life?" Suddenly, an old man's voice came to mind.
Jian Jian opened his eyes wide and looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him. He didn't have time to think about how the old man got in, and the other party's words attracted all his attention.
"I can travel in time and space, and you can help me complete my research." The old man said, "As long as you agree, I can give you a new life, and even let you choose the world you will be reincarnated in."
regain life? What about regaining life? Can there be any change? No, that person, at least that person will need him, because that person, like him, is surrounded by guys who can only hurt people. He wants to see that person, he wants to go to that person's side, he wants to help that person get rid of that tragic fate, because this is what he can do, and no one can save that person except him. Unique and irreplaceable.
Yes, there is no substitute. As long as they are by each other's side, no one will be replaced. That man couldn't find someone to replace him, and he would never betray like the others.
Jian Yi suddenly grabbed it, like grabbing a life-saving straw.
He agreed to the old man's conditions, couldn't wait, and had no turning back.
At this moment, the simple soul disappeared from this world. This soul that was about to be destroyed was caught by the old man and plunged into the world that the simple wanted to go to.
Wen Xuan heard the final voice of the soul. The sound was so loud that it filled his entire heart.
-I came to this world for you, I want to save you.
However, Wen Xuan also heard that in the depths of this huge voice, there was actually a smaller voice, saying another sentence.
- I think, saved by you.