After I went back, my mood was full of flavors. When I thought that the old man who was so kind and living so peacefully died for no reason because of my constant chatter and entanglement, I hated myself for slapping myself.

I was too selfish. I didn't expect that the current situation was not at all within the scope of my ability to handle it. I could bring people around me great troubles and even disasters anytime and anywhere.

It’s no wonder that Chen Ming is always reluctant to talk to me too much. It’s not that he doesn’t want to talk, but he understands that my vision is too narrow, I have seen too few experiences, and I can’t handle my encounters well at all. For example, if he tells me that there are many things he can do nothing about in this world, no matter how I answer at the time, I will still take it for granted that they have nothing to do with me, and Chen Ming will handle it for me. Good everything, because I can't correctly define how helpless those "helplessness" are.

For example, now, not only him, but also Lian Tian clearly showed that they are powerless to save me. Although I am afraid, there is still in my bones the idea that they can definitely protect myself.

Looking at Chen Ming, who was already asleep next to him, he wore a white T-neckline that was loose, just enough to reveal the terrible scars left by his previous shoulder injuries.

Chen Ming hardly left any scars. When did this terrible scar left? I can't remember exactly why it left it. I wanted to reach out and touch the scar but I was worried that Chen Ming would wake up. The outstretched hand paused for a while and then put it back on the quilt.

From the beginning to the present, Chen Ming has paid too much for my natural mentality and the troubles I have caused.

We always seem to have explosive growth, explosive awareness, and explosive understanding of truths that may not have been understood in the past, perhaps after many years.

The next day, I got up very early and cooked breakfast for Chen Ming and the others. After eating, Suotian and Chen went out together towards the research building. On the way, Suotian seemed to be puzzled and I suddenly healed from death. For insomnia, I asked if there was anything special about yesterday’s experiment.

I pretended to think seriously for a while and said, "It's nothing, it's almost the same as before."

When I arrived in the building, everything was the same as before. I went into the sterile room. Dr. Min was already waiting in it. When I went in, I looked at her a few more times, and she kept talking with the middle-aged doctor in front of the recliner, completely ignoring her. Out of my sight.

Until I was lying on the recliner and they put those instruments on my head, I asked Dr. Min, "How long will this kind of research be going on?"

"Not sure, I can't answer."

There was no trace of emotion in the words, and in a daze, I even wondered if the person I chatted with yesterday was her.

At the thought of facing the sharp and painful movement, I couldn't stop tense, and could only comfort myself. This research would not kill me.

In fact, this kind of comfort is not very useful, but it makes myself more nervous.

But what we should face is still to face...

A few minutes later, when the middle-aged doctor pressed the button, the sharp sound reappeared.

I covered my ears and felt that although I was mentally prepared, it seemed that this time I was even more sad than the last time. I gritted my teeth and held it up for a minute and a second, but I couldn't bear the pain after half a minute, and yelled. I can’t bear it, my head is going to explode.

But on the premise that they were sure I couldn't turn the things on my head, they kept standing not far away with expressionless expressions, watching my veins violently and almost rolling on the floor with no dignity.

In extreme pain, the picture I saw in my mind yesterday finally reappeared, but this time the picture appeared more complete, and there even appeared in the middle the pupil has shrunk, as if a woman who has become a walking corpse is sitting at the table. A picture of yourself holding chopsticks and preparing to eat.

After the similar scene jumped several times, the scene before her suddenly changed. The next scene was that the woman pressed a doctor to the ground and bit off a large piece of flesh connected to the veins from his throat.

It may be that the picture appeared too suddenly, I was frightened and confused, and there was a sudden shock somewhere in my brain. When I opened my eyes again, I found that I did not know when I had already fallen asleep. Dr. Min and the middle-aged doctor seemed to know. I will wake up at this time, already preparing to pack things.

After asking me a few questions, the middle-aged nodded to Dr. Min, indicating that today can be over.

When they removed the things from my head, I slowly started to do it, but I always felt uncomfortable somewhere on my body, but I looked down at myself and couldn't tell what was uncomfortable.

After leaving the sterile room, Chen Ming and Suo Tian were already waiting outside.

Judging from their expressions, it seems that I still haven't seen the picture of my suffering just now. I don't know how they used to hide them from them.

But anyway, I didn't intend to let them know, so I think I was lying to them.

After I went back, I rarely had a good appetite during dinner that night. Looking at me, Gao Yu, who couldn't pick up rice in his mouth, slammed his mouth and said, "It's really not a woman."

I ignored him, it was rare that I could relax and eat more, it was too disappointing to quarrel with him.

Thinking of this, I aimed at the shrimp meat in front of me, stretched out my chopsticks and prepared to pick it up. Suddenly my hand softened, and the extended chopsticks fell directly onto the table.

"Looking at you, looking at you, I can't hold the chopsticks anymore. What's the use of eating so much? I didn't mind." Gao Yu sneered at the side, Chen Ming took the chopsticks aside and handed me one. The fork said: "Be careful."

After taking the fork, I glanced at my right hand suspiciously..... I tried to tighten and loosen it a few times, to make sure that I had regained consciousness, I tossed my head and hit Gao Yu a few words with the fork to continue eating.

After eating, I had bloated stomach due to eating too much, so I dragged Chen Ming out for a walk with me.

Walking and swimming on a whim, Chen Ming almost responsive to requests and took me to swim by the pool.

My swimming posture has nothing to do with grace. This can be seen in Chen Ming's eyes. I think he looks at his wife swimming wet and looks exactly the same as watching a bullfrog splashing in the water.

After fluttering for a while, I swam to Chen Ming and asked him, "You come down and teach me how to swim to look good."

He readily agreed, but before entering the water, Chen Ming asked me: "Who did you learn to swim from?"

"Self taught."

Hearing this, his eyes flashed once again with the same look as when he saw the stray dog ​​raised in the house before taking a bath.

Sometimes you are dissatisfied with him. You can't quarrel with him. His words are in his eyes. He is half-dead in popularity but can't say it. I can't pinch my waist and ask him: "Why are you? Why do you look at the bullfrog with the same look?"

In almost an hour, Chen Ming completely gave up the idea of ​​changing my swimming posture.

Climb out of the pool silently while I'm thumping, standing far away with the attitude that I'm waiting for you.

The result of the study is obvious. Some frustrated came out of the water, maybe it was too long after being soaked, and the whole body was a little pale.

She rubbed her arms and wrapped them in a decorative gauze skirt and went home with Chen Ming.

It was very hot and stuffy here. When I got home, I couldn't tell whether it was water or sweat. I rushed into the bathroom and adjusted the hot water. I just stood up and prepared to wash my face first.

The stiffness came very suddenly and just as before. At first I thought it was a cramp and tried to control the arm movement twice, but soon I realized that it was not as simple as the cramp, because my brain was completely unable to control my arm at all, and The difference from the afternoon meal is that this time it has two arms.

I thought I should be able to get over after a meeting, but after a full minute passed, my arm remained intact, and a layer of cold sweat came out on my back....... I felt a layer of cold sweat on my back. Without the presence of arms...

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