I gulped down half a glass, and my thirst subsided, but I still felt a burning pain in my throat. Combined with the symptoms of top-heavy and body weakness, it seemed that my cold was really serious this time.
I said hoarsely: "How could it be so serious?"
Wu Julan sneered: "After soaking in sea water all night and blowing cold wind all night, do you think you're made of iron? You're lucky if you didn't get pneumonia."
He opened the curtains, and I realized that the sun was shining brightly outside, it should have been noon.
Wu Julan asked: "Are you hungry? I made plain porridge."
"No, yes." I was dizzy, very uncomfortable, and had no appetite.
Wu Julan walked to the table, opened the earthen pot, filled a small bowl of thin porridge, "Drink a little."
I didn't want to disobey him, so I pulled myself together and sat up.
While drinking the porridge slowly, I secretly watched Wu Julan. He hasn't had a good rest for several days, but his face is the same as usual, and there is no trace of fatigue.
After I finished my porridge, I said to Wu Julan: "Go and rest, don't worry about me. I have been in very good health since I was a child, and I rarely get sick. Even if I get sick, I will recover soon."
Wu Julan stared at me quietly for a moment, ignored me, turned around and picked up a bowl, and handed it to me, "Take medicine."
It turned out to be a bowl of black Chinese medicine. I felt bitter when I smelled it. I just wanted to say "it's just a cold, just take some western medicine."
I tentatively asked: "The medicine you prescribed"
Wu Julan responded lightly with "Yes".
I don't like to take traditional Chinese medicine anymore, and I dare not dislike this bowl of medicine. I held the bowl, took a sip, and immediately frowned. It was too bitter and unpalatable. But looking at Wu Julan, I dared not say a word, held my breath, and drank it all in one gulp. When I put down the bowl, I only felt bitter and astringent in my mouth, and immediately looked for water anxiously.
Wu Julan stood by the bed, holding a water glass, looked at me coldly, but refused to hand me the water.
I looked at him pitifully, "Water"
He said coldly: "Knowing the feeling of being sick is not good, I will make a memory in the future, will you open the window next time and blow the cold wind?"
I suspected that the bowl of traditional Chinese medicine was so bitter that he was deliberately punishing me, but he didn't dare to say anything, and shook his head obediently, expressing that he would never do it again.
He finally handed me the water glass, and I quickly drank a few mouthfuls of water, swallowing all the bitterness in my mouth.
Wu Julan said: "The medicine has a hypnotic effect. If you feel sleepy, you can continue to sleep."
After lying down for a while, I felt that my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and I fell asleep again in a daze.
However, this time, I didn't feel hot and cold for a while, and I slept very soundly.
Eat and take medicine when you wake up, and go back to sleep after eating.
The next evening, when I woke up again, except that my body was still a little limp and my throat was a little uncomfortable, I was almost healed. I have always been like this since I was a child. My body is better than Datou and the miracle doctor. I rarely get sick, and even if I get sick, I get better quickly.
I squinted my eyes and looked at Wu Julan quietly. He was sitting on the wicker chair next to the bed, probably feeling a little bored, holding a notebook and a few pencils, scribbling on it.
I propped up my hands, sat up, picked up the water glass on the bedside table, and looked at Wu Julan while drinking.
He glanced at me to see that I could take care of myself, lowered his head, and continued to daub.
I put down the water glass and asked with a smile, "Are you drawing something?"
Wu Julan handed me the notebook in his hand without saying a word. I took it with a smile, and flipped through the pages, the smile gradually disappearing from my face.
Wu Julan drew three sketches, all of which are me and him, but me and him of different ages.
The first one is me and Wu Julan now. I was lying on the hospital bed, and he stood by and took care of me. He looked like a man taking care of a young lover, with a warm and sweet look.
The second one is me and Wu Julan more than ten years later. I lay haggard and painful on the hospital bed, and he stood by and took care of me, looking like a son taking care of his mother.
The third one is me and Wu Julan decades later. I was lying dying on the hospital bed with goose skin and white hair, and he stood by and took care of me, looking like a grandson taking care of his grandmother.
It's just a sketch in black and white, but Wu Julan's painting skills are very superb, and each picture is detailed and lifelike, making people feel like looking at real photos.
After I saw the last picture, I raised my head pale and stared at Wu Julan.
His rationality always makes him cold after being gentle. If every time he was kind to me, he accidentally gave me a reason to persist in his feelings for him, he would definitely do something to hurt me immediately, and give me more reasons to give up this feeling.
Although I clearly knew that he didn't do this because he was ruthless to me, but my heart still seemed to be pierced by a sharp knife, and the blood was dripping with pain.
I stretched out my hand with a heavy heart, wanting to hand back the notebook to Wu Julan.
He glanced lightly, didn't answer, and looked at me expressionlessly, "These three pictures are all for you, and I gave them to you."
I bit my lip tightly, and the hand holding the notebook was trembling slightly.
He turned a blind eye, stood up, and said coldly: "Dinner is ready, you can come down and eat after changing your clothes."
When he left, my hand that had been outstretched in the air suddenly dropped, and the notebook fell to the ground with a "slap".
I hugged my knees and curled up on the bed, shaking uncontrollably. The three vivid pictures are more lethal than any words. He forced me to see the cruelty of the future and reminded me that this is the reality I must face. Change.
I stared at the notebook on the floor, wanting to close my eyes and stop looking at it, but the reality is that no matter how I escape, it will happen sooner or later.
I gritted my teeth, bent down suddenly, and picked up the notebook from the ground.
Wu Julan, if this is the future you want me to see clearly, I will see clearly
I restrained my fear and resistance, opened the notebook, and slowly read the three pictures from beginning to end.
Still don't see it clearly, then watch it again
If you still dare not look directly at yourself in the picture, then look again
still scared, watch it again
I masochistically looked at three pictures over and over again.
Back and forth, over and over again, I felt as if I was really brought into the long river of time by these three pictures. Youth, middle age, and old age do not treat me, and the time is ruthless. I am getting old, but he is still bright.
I closed my eyes and thought about each picture silently.
After a long time, I got out of bed suddenly, went to the desk, picked up a pen, and wrote a paragraph in the blank space of each picture.
Putting down my pen, I walked briskly into the bathroom and decided to take a hot shower.
After washing off all the sweat stains, it seems that all the germs have been washed away, and I feel that my whole body is lightened, and I feel refreshed.
I dried my hair, braided it into a braid, carefully arranged it, put on my favorite dress, and put on a necklace I made myself. The necklace is the black pendant Wu Julan gave me.
pearl.
Because my face was still sickly, I applied BB cream, loose powder, and some blush to make myself look better.
I looked at myself in the mirror, I felt pretty good about myself, I picked up my notebook and went downstairs.
The night is dark outside the window, and the lights are bright inside the window.
Wu Julan was sitting at the dinner table, waiting for me quietly.
When he went downstairs, the sky was still bright, and he had to wait for more than two hours, until it was completely dark and the food was completely cold, but he did not show any impatience.
I stopped, stood in the yard, and looked at him through the window.
He raised his eyes to look at me. I believe he must have imagined my various reactions, but he never imagined that my full blood resurrection ability is so strong, and I was radiant and bright after being severely hit. appeared.
He was visibly taken aback, and I smiled at him.
I went into the kitchen, sat down on the seat next to him, and put the notebook squarely on the table.
I calmly said: "I have carefully read the three pictures you sent me. As a reward, I will give you three sentences."
I pushed the notebook in front of him, and he hesitated, then opened it.
Three pictures, three sentences.
Every sentence is written squarely in the blank space of each picture.
The first picture: The so-called Iraqi people are on the side of the water. Backtracking from it, the road is long and obstructive. Backtracking from it, Wan is in the middle of the water.
The second picture: the so-called Yiren, in the Mee of the water. Follow it back and forth, the road blocks and joins. Backtracking from it, Wan is in the water.
The third picture: the so-called Yiren, in the water. Go back from the road, resistance and right. From the back of the tour, Wan is in the water.
Wu Julan flipped through them one by one, frowned, and looked at me suspiciously, not understanding what my words had to do with his pictures.
I moved closer to him, lowered my head, and flipped through the three pictures without hesitation, and said, "The three pictures are all when I was in poor health, weak and weak, and needed care most. The first picture , when I was young and bright, you were there."
I turned to the second picture, "When I was middle-aged and my face withered, you were there."
I turned to the third picture, "When I am old and my skin is white, you are still there."
I looked up at Wu Julan and said softly, "Did you know that there are four words that can exactly describe the meaning expressed in these three pictures, never leave?"
Wu Julan was completely shocked by my divine performance, and looked at me blankly for a moment, and just about to refute, I immediately said: "I know, that's not what you meant originally, but Gibran who wrote the little bible said, If you want to understand him, don't listen to what he said, but listen to what he didn't say. What you draw subconsciously is your truest heart. No matter what I am, when I need you , You never thought of abandoning me at all."
Wu Julan, who has always been sharp in response and sharp in speech, was speechless for the first time.
I tapped the notebook lightly and said: "Never leave, never give up, is the best love oath I can think of, thank you, my love oath to you is three sentences, borrowed from ancient poems"
I smiled and said: "Things from the ancients, you must know better than me that my ideal person is on the other side of the river. Go up the current to find him. The road is long and difficult. Follow the current to find him. He seems to be in the middle of the water. No matter what Whether it is against the current or downstream, he is always out of reach, hopeful but unattainable."
I made a face at Wu Julan, "But it doesn't matter, he has promised to never leave me, he will wait for me until I overcome all the difficulties he set for me and come to him."
Wu Julan had a startled expression and sharp eyes, staring at me like a monster.
I didn't budge an inch and kept staring at him.
I am not the kind of woman who "abandon self-esteem and desperate for love", nor the kind of woman who "even if you don't love me, I will love you silently for the rest of my life". If I really love the wrong person, even if I have to bear the pain of cutting my heart out, I will definitely be able to do it if you are ruthless
But, if you never leave, I can only live and die with you
After a long time, Wu Julan supported his forehead, sighed weakly, and murmured: "I really don't know whether you are a monster or I am a monster."
I thought about it carefully, and said seriously: "Maybe it's because you haven't heard a sentence on the Internet? The best products appear in pairs."
Wu Julan laughed angrily at me, "Shen Luo, no matter what I say, you have the ability to misinterpret it into what you want"
I said cheekily: "It's not a misunderstanding, but I am pure-hearted and smart, and I have seen through what you are unwilling to say, or dare not say."
I pointed to the chicken-skinned, gray-haired, old and weak me in the third picture, and asked confidently: "When you drew these pictures, did you ever have the slightest thought of abandoning me? It's not in the future you imagined, even if I grow old Ugly, sluggish and clumsy, you are still taking care of me and accompanying me"
Wu Julan stared at the picture with lowered eyes, without saying a word, a deep sadness gradually filled her eyes.
I also stared at the picture, no longer from my eyes, seeing him who is always not old, but from his eyes, seeing me who is getting old and lying on the sick bed.
Sadness filled my heart, and I asked in a low voice, "Is it hard to draw these pictures?"
Wu Julan raised her eyes and looked at me with surprise.
I said, "When you force me to face the future, I have to face it myself. It must be hard to watch me grow old, and even watch me die, but I can't do anything."
When holding my son's hand but not being able to grow old with him, of course I have to face the cruelty of time and bear the pain brought by time, so why not him? The pain of the two of us, no matter which is more serious, must be heart-wrenching. However, in terms of time, he has to take longer. The dead are long gone, the living still sing
Wu Julan's expression changed suddenly, it was obvious that my words hit his sore spot.
I took his hand lightly.
Wu Julan remained silent and looked out of the window, but his eyes were out of focus, and his eyes fell into the dark void.
After a long time, he withdrew his eyes, stared at me, and said: "Loving someone should be to hope that he will live happily. You know that your time is limited. After a short company, you will leave me and leave me for a long time." Why do you insist on starting your love because you know that the end result will be pain, but you still start selfishly?"
His voice was calm and clear, without a trace of fireworks, just like snowflakes falling silently and long in the cold sky, but freezing the whole world.
I anxiously wanted to say something to deny his questioning, but my heart was blank, and I couldn't think of anything to say.
For a long time, I have always considered Wu Julan’s inhuman identity from my own point of view. He is different from human beings in his long lifespan and ageless appearance, and asked myself whether I have enough courage to accept everything about him.
However, I have always neglected to consider his feelings from his point of view.
To him, I am also a non-my race, a heterogeneous species. Compared with his tyrannical life, I still have the terrible weakness of short life span and frail body. When I think about accepting what he has to take, he has to think about accepting what I have to take.
I always take it for granted that to accept him, I need extraordinary courage and even self-sacrifice, but in fact, he needs even more extraordinary courage and self-sacrifice to accept me.
Wu Julan's expression returned to the calm and indifferent look, and he said gently: "Eat, take care of your body first."