I Was Once a Legend

silence.

Dong Zheng's whole body tensed up. Even though he had expected it, Wen Baoshan's appearance still reminded him of the corpses parasitized by plants in the aisle.This made him realize a problem: Is it Wen Baoshan himself who is talking to them now?Or the plants growing in his body?

Wen Baoshan didn't know what Dong Zheng was thinking. He took a deep breath and said with a wry smile: "But there's nothing wrong with this. Anyway, I'm completely paralyzed anyway. There is no hope of returning to normal. Things can't be worse. , becoming like Little Jasmine and the others seems not so unacceptable."

Dong Zheng: "Do you feel uncomfortable in this way?"

"No, on the contrary, it's very relaxed... Except for not being able to move, it's much more comfortable than before."

Cui Zuojing pondered for a moment and asked, "Did anything unusual happen before I realized that I could understand the plant's speech and germinate?"

"An unusual thing?"

"For example... who did you meet and what did you get?"

Wen Baoshan thought for a while, and suddenly recalled one thing: "Ah, it seems that there is indeed, on the third day of my hospitalization, a girl was also admitted to this ward, on the next bed, and Jasmine and Moonlight were the ones who were discharged from the hospital." It was given to me before."

"What kind of girl?" Cui Zuojing frowned and asked immediately.

Wen Baoshan tried hard to think: "He looks about thirteen or fourteen years old, about 1.5 meters tall, with short hair, looks pretty good, and speaks with a Yunnan accent..."

"Are you wearing the same navy blue jacket, black capri pants and cloth shoes as the female students in the Republic of China?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Wen Baoshan completely remembered.It was a very cute girl, with a slightly thin body, and she lived alone in the hospital like him, with daily infusions, answered the doctor's questions during ward rounds, and lay quietly on the bed without looking at her mobile phone or playing games.

He was very puzzled that there was a child who could endure such a life of convalescence, because in the same ward, the two inevitably talked and gradually became acquainted with each other.

A lonely man approaching old age, and a lonely child, the two hit it off unexpectedly.Wen Baoshan told her a lot of his stories, but she rarely talked about herself.

Or she also talked about it, but Wen Baoshan forgot, just like he couldn't even remember the girl's name at all.

"Do you know her?" Wen Baoshan asked eagerly.

Cui Zuojing took a deep breath: "I know him, does Uncle Wen know why she was hospitalized?"

Wen Baoshan frowned: "It seems to be a heart attack... no, meningitis? Oh? Look at my brain, I can't remember clearly?"

She is not bad, then this is a big trouble.

Cui Zuojing seemed to have returned to many years ago. The girl dressed as a student from the Republic of China was holding an umbrella and standing in the night rain with a smile on her face. Her breathing was slightly short due to congenital heart disease. She asked him if he wanted to make a deal.

The little beast with seven eyes and three tails squatted at her feet, ready to take away his most precious thing at any time.

This secret place, which was so simple that he didn't even want to stay in it, suddenly became unpredictable. Cui Zuojing restrained all his leisure and was completely serious: "She gave you two pots of flowers before leaving, and what did you give her?"

"Me? I didn't give her anything." Wen Baoshan was at a loss.

"No, you must have told her your long-cherished wish and asked her to give you the power to change everything, and she also took some things with your consent, otherwise things wouldn't have turned into what they are today .”

Dong Zheng and Ai Lun were completely dizzy by the side, and the conversation between Cui Zuojing and Wen Baoshan was developing in a direction that they could not understand at all. A mysterious girl, a voluntary transaction that even the parties did not know?

Wen Baoshan murmured: "I really don't remember."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember." Cui Zuojing didn't make things difficult for him. The boy put the quilt back on Wen Baoshan and asked, "It's getting late, we're leaving too, Uncle Wen, is there anything else you want to do?" ?”

"I, if I have to say it, I want to bask in the sun." Wen Baoshan looked at the drawn partition curtain and said regretfully, "It's a pity that it's cloudy this morning, and the nurse said it might clear up in the afternoon, so we can only wait patiently." waited."

Unable to leave the ward, Wen Baoshan had no idea what the hospital would look like under his influence. Those plants that gained abnormal life from him occupied everything, and Wen Baoshan himself knew nothing about his own power.

He was still immersed in the conversation with Jasmine and Moonlight, hoping that the time would pass quickly so that he could see the afternoon sun.

But in this secret realm wrapped in nothingness, the sun will never come out of the darkness again.

"I'm going to see what the weather is like."

Dong Zheng lifted the curtain to the other side of the room that had been separated all along, and immediately stopped breathing.

The dense vines covered the entire wall where the window was open, and the thick branches and leaves blocked any light from the outside.

The mutated plants were careful not to appear in front of Wen Baoshan's eyes, and only blocked the window secretly, making him, who was unable to move, think that the sun had not yet risen.

Cui Zuojing also looked at it with his head: "No wonder. Just clear it."

He got in, took out Dong Zheng's fruit knife pinned to his waist, and pulled out the blade of the knife, "Wait."

In the hands of Cui Zuojing, the small knife that could only cut fruit seemed to have changed. It sank into the extremely flexible vines, and swiped across it from top to bottom as lightly as cutting tofu. The place where the windows were was cleaned out.

The broken vine twisted silently on the ground in pain, and soon died stiffly.

Light spills in.

But not sunshine.

In the thick darkness, the bud-shaped fragments exude gleaming light, slowly sinking and floating.

This is a world made of story fragments.

Is it just that?

Dong Zheng lowered his head and looked at Cui Zuojing. The young man played with the knife in his hand and made a "please" gesture to him.

Dong Zheng pushed open the window, stretched his hand into the dark void that seemed to be real, and touched the bud.

The light burst out from his hand and spread to all the space outside. In an instant, the sky was bright. The street outside the hospital was stained with withered and yellow street trees. In the gray sky, the sun appeared from behind the drifting clouds.

Under this warm and dazzling sunlight, all the mutated plants slowly dissipated like ice and snow, as if there was nowhere to hide from evil and filth, and everything was purified.

The fragments fell into Dong Zheng's palm, but there was no dialogue heard when collecting those fragments in the past. The bud condensed into a spot of light, and instantly sank into his chest like a star——

Cui Zuojing couldn't stop him, his complexion changed drastically.

The bone-piercing cold penetrated into every cell, and a blurry picture emerged in front of my eyes at that moment - the girl sitting on the hearse, embracing the pure white beast, the torrential rain blocked the sight, but the mysterious smile on the corner of her lips, It was clearly printed in Dong Zheng's mind.

Dong Zheng took a low breath, took a step back uncontrollably, and closed his eyes.

Cui Zuojing immediately grabbed his arm to help Dong Zheng stabilize his figure, and asked hurriedly, "How do you feel?"

"I saw it..." Dong Zheng stopped talking suddenly, he frowned, facing the tension and vigilance in Cui Zuojing's eyes, he opened his mouth, "I forgot?"

Cui Zuojing let go of his hand, raised his hand to support his forehead, put down his hand nervously, stared at the empty spot behind Dong Zheng, and murmured: "That's right, it's her."

"What's wrong?" Wang Ailun opened the curtain and walked over.

"There was an accident, let's talk about the details when we go back." Cui Zuojing lowered his voice and said to Dong Zheng, "Don't panic, let's end all of this first."

So Dong Zheng stopped recalling the coldness and treachery left in his heart, nodded, opened the curtain and went to Wen Baoshan again, and said under the man's expectant gaze, "Uncle Wen, the sky has already cleared up."

He opened the curtain, and the sunlight poured into the ward from the window, illuminating Jasmine in Wen Baoshan's left eye, and reflected in the pupil of his right eye.

A contented smile appeared on Wen Baoshan's crooked face.

The jasmine on the bedside table is quietly blooming, the red leaves of the goddess of moonlight are more vivid like blood, and there are water drops on the hyacinth, and the branches that grow from Wen Baoshan's hair bloom one after another with pure white flowers.

"Don't bother, you have a good rest, we will come to see you next time."

"Okay." Wen Baoshan smiled at them, "Thank you, I haven't been as happy as I am today for a long time."

Cui Zuojing smiled at him, and Allen, who was at the front, pushed open the door of the ward first and walked out.

[Be our friend and never be lonely again, just like the seventh day melting into the dream of sunshine. --Funeral】

After a moment of darkness, the eyes brightened again, and Dong Zheng and Ai Lun appeared in front of this abnormal blue plant again. The branches were covered with white flowers at some point, and the light fragrance of jasmine came over the face.

Then, like an elegant lady lifting the hem of her evening dress, the two outermost leaves bend down deep into the ground to wrap around the fibrous roots, pulling itself out of the ground.

It moved to the side like this, freeing up the place where it was originally, revealing the treasure chest buried under the soft soil.

Allen tentatively said, "Ah...Thank you, Uncle Wen."

The plant nodded slightly.

Alan and Dong Zheng glanced at each other, rubbed their hands together, squatted down and dragged the box out.

He opened the box, and there were six jasmine flowers and what Dong Zheng needed most at the moment—a ticket.

"Let's share the spoils." Allen said excitedly, and he took Jasmine in his hand, with a light weight.

"I already have a ticket, this one belongs to you, if you spend it...I'm four and you two?"

This division couldn't be more reasonable, Dong Zheng hummed: "Yes, you got the ticket before?"

"That's right, I planned to enter the next area after clearing Hameln, and exchanged the points for tickets, but suddenly there was news of the random box, so I'll come and take a look." Alan shrugged and put the four jasmine Put it in his pocket, and said to Cui Zuojing who was standing with his arms crossed, "Hey, since you are a prisoner, you won't have your share, can you?"

"Don't worry about me sharing the spoils." Cui Zuojing waved his hand. Until now, he still cares about the news about the girl he learned from the secret realm.

In the light that entered Dong Zheng's body, he didn't feel any energy breath, so he didn't react immediately. It didn't seem to have any impact on Dong Zheng, but in the face of unknown hidden dangers, he must not take it lightly.

and you.Cui Zuojing looked at the huge plant that looked like Wen Baoshan had turned into it, and said silently: While giving you everything you expected, what exactly did she take away?

The devil doesn't do money-losing business.