Chapter 91 Coma

The blue sky, the veil-like white clouds, the towering peaks, and occasionally there are gusts of breezes, which decorate the peaks beautifully, as if nothing, giving people a sense of illusory.

From afar, there seemed to be a figure wandering there, refusing to leave, as if guarding something.

It's been seven years, seven years! Long Xiaoqi has even forgotten the appearance of the real world. Every day, I stay in the valley and shuttle through the trees in the forest, accompanied by a blue sky and thick soil, accompanied by butterflies and birds. Although I live a very plain life, I feel very satisfied.

Although seven years have passed, the Long Xiaoqi who crossed through the border has not changed. Still handsome face, bright eyes, tall nose bridge, slightly neutral lips, under this unchanged face, there is also a constantly surging heart. In his eyes, he was no longer melancholy or annoyed, but indifferent, as if mixed with a trace of happiness and a little satisfaction.

People are a strange animal. When they are busy, they will complain that they are tired to death, but they will leave all their troubles behind. But when you stop to rest, you will find that those fears and troubles are like unslingering and endless grievances, surrounding themselves and refusing to leave anyway.

Looking at her mother's tombstone, Long Xiaoqi is no longer so sad. She has been here for seven years. She knows many things, many plans and many secrets, but more about the philosophy of life.

"The past goes with the wind, and today is like waking up from a dream." Long Xiaoqi opened her mouth slightly and didn't even make a sound. Because he knew that even if he shouted, no one would hear his voice, let alone understand his heart.

"The son returned to the clan to be tempered by the soul. The past drifts away with the smoke, and the time is ripe to return to the real body. Long Xiaoqi muttered that a poem appeared in the sky when he first came to this world. It is this poem that gives him the courage to survive. Otherwise, he will be trapped on this isolated island every day. No one can see himself, let alone chat with him. One day, he will die of schizophrenia and depression.

The sky and the earth are big, and I am just a grain of dust in heaven and earth, a wave in the ocean. Even if one day I can really jump over the dragon gate, will I still flood the sun with water and break the sky with stones?

Shaking her head, Long Xiaoqi no longer wanted to go down. She closed her eyes and felt the cool breeze, which was refreshing and elegant. Enjoying this quiet beauty, feeling the magnificent momentum between heaven and earth, the heart is leisurely.

Suddenly, Long Xiaoqi's face twitched gently, as if she had been pricked in the head by something, and a tingling feeling surged into her heart. And like ten thousand ants eating his heart, the turbulent pain hit Long Xiaoqi's nerves and eroded his brain.

"Ah!" Long Xiaoqi shouted out in a loud voice, but no one heard it, let alone answered. At this time, Long Xiaoqi only felt that her body was severely twisted and pulled, and the indescribable pain slowly flowed all over his body.

He couldn't wait to hold a huge axe, split the mountains under his feet, and cut off the roaring river. He wanted to vent, and he wanted to pass on the pain of his whole body to something else.

"Puff." Long Xiaoqi knelt on the ground feebly and knocked her head with all her strength, as if she wanted to smash her head. At least, so that she would no longer feel anything and didn't have to pay attention to the endless troubles.

The originally pale face was covered with sweat at this time, the eyebrows were locked, and there was a struggling expression on his face. Just like wandering in the shallow sea, although he was exhausted, the faint beach gave him great motivation.

"Go to hell!" Long Xiaoqi bit his teeth tightly, and he already felt a fishy smell coming out of his mouth. He roared and roared in a low voice, just like the lion king in the forest, blowing the horn of attack before the battle. He punched hard and hit the boulder next to him, regardless of whether his fist was injured or not, he punched desperately, as if his arm was out of control.

But even so, he still couldn't hide the tingling, as if a man stood beside him and inserted the silver needles in his hand into Long Xiaoqi's nerves one by one. The insertion of each needle will make him shake his whole body and wake up from his last faint death. Long Xiaoqi even hit the stone with her head desperately, but even so, it is still difficult to hide the pain, above the heartbreaking and lungs, beyond the pain of breaking the liver and intestines.

Finally, Long Xiaoqi simply lay on the ground and rolled, allowing the rock to squeeze her body. Maybe he would feel better.

Time passed little by little. Although it did not stop, it seemed to be much slower than usual. Long Xiaoqi only wants to die at this time, but he doesn't know how to let himself die. Even if his head is broken and bleeding now, even if his whole body is bruised, perhaps cutting off his head is the best destination!

Gradually, Long Xiaoqi's movements slowed down and her breathing became much weaker, as if the pain had left. She lay in the weeds and let the flying insects crawl over her body, as if she were exhausted and fell asleep.

The scars all over the body, the blood all over the body, Long Xiaoqi who came through the border could no longer feel the pain, and a feeling of sleepiness hit his mind. I'm afraid that even if someone cuts his body now, he will still be slaughtered by others!

The blue sky, white clouds, high mountains and flowing water are still so beautiful, but under this blue sky and white clouds, a blood-red person suddenly appeared halfway up the mountain, lying there like a corpse, motionless, undoubtedly filling this beautiful scenery with a strange stroke.

Since Ma Yujia was harassed by little Jackson, Ma Wenhao has stipulated that she is not allowed to go out at night and take two personal bodyguards with her whatever she does. And Ma Yujia is also very happy. Every day after school, she takes a bus home, does her homework at night, and chats and talks with Brother Xiaoqi. Maybe one day not far away, a miracle will really come to this well-hearted person.

"Brother Xiaoqi, how are you feeling today? Do you miss me?" Ma Yujia wiped Long Xiaoqi's face and said mischievously. Looking at her appearance, she seemed to be very happy today.

"Hmm! I know if you don't tell me, because you used to be like this every time you answered me. Ma Yujia pretended to be angry, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

"Look at you. You don't like to eat recently, and your face has lost weight. You're not me. Why do you still lose weight?" Ma Yujia put down the towel in his hand, stroked Long Xiaoqi's thin face, and said sadly. If the last naive is willing to give Long Xiaoqi a chance to wake him up, Ma Yujia is willing to give everything he has, whether it is money or goods, even if he sacrifices his life.

The two are like a couple who have experienced the vicissitudes of life. One is paralyzed in ** for physical reasons, while the other is inseparable to take care of him. There is no desire, no benefits, and only strong love.

"Brother Xiaoqi, I won't accompany you now. I have to do my homework. I'll accompany you when I finish my homework. You have to be good! Wait for me." Suddenly, Ma Yujia seemed to remember something. She raised her head, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, hurriedly kissed Long Xiaoqi on the cheek, and left.

At the moment when Ma Yujia turned around, Long Xiaoqi's eyes moved slightly, as if something had happened. Maybe she was too anxious. Ma Yujia actually missed this moment that made her happy all night! Life!

Ma Yujia left, leaving Long Xiaoqi alone in **, her eyes occasionally turning, as if there were signs of waking up. But before long, he calmed down and lay in ** as usual. No matter what Ma Yujia called, he would not wake up.

The night is already very deep, but Ma Yujia is still thinking about the questions left by the teacher. The orange light only makes people feel drowsy.