Double sleep

Chapter 12

Zhong Xin said: "The doctor said you were anemic due to excessive blood loss, and asked me if you had any trauma, and also asked me if your menstrual flow was heavy."

She opened the lid of the insulated bucket on the small cabinet next to the bed, pulled out the folded small dining table on the right side of the bed, and set it up.The tabletop was wiped three times with disinfectant wipes, and a few napkins were laid on it.Only then did I take out the three small plastic round boxes in the thermos.

Ling Rusi leaned on the bed and watched Zhong Xin open the small round boxes one by one, his brows became pimples.

A box of stir-fried pork liver, a box of fried pig blood with black fungus, a box of spinach with mashed garlic, and a small half bucket of porridge with red dates, peanuts, longan and black rice in the thermos.I don't know how much black rice was put in. The whole porridge is black and sticky, which makes people lose their appetite.

"My dad made it for you specially, saying it will replenish blood." Zhong Xin handed her a set of disposable tableware without unpacking it.

Ling Rusi took the tableware with some resistance, held it in his hand without moving, looked at the food in front of him, and quietly asked Zhong Xin: "Your father hates me so much?" Don't talk about eating, even looking at dishes that make your stomach upset?

She is extremely sensitive to smells. No matter how clean the internal organs and meat are, no matter how clean they are, and no matter how much ingredients are put in, she can still smell them.

Because of this, she was often beaten by her mother when she was a child. Every time her mother forced her to eat offal, animal blood, duck meat, fat meat, beef and mutton, she started to retch as soon as she put the food in her mouth and took a few bites.

Her mother would put down the bowls and chopsticks and shout at the top of her voice, "Is my cooking so unpalatable?"

Until one time her mother was so angry that she held up a stick and forced her to eat a whole piece of pork liver, not to spit it out.She cried and chewed the pork liver in two bites and swallowed it whole.

Then, hugging the trash can, weeping and vomiting until the jaundiced water came out, and the face was covered with tears and snot.Her mother just accepted that some people just don't like and can't eat certain things.And I think her daughter is really miserable.

Since that time, every time my parents saw some novelty snacks on a business trip, they would buy them in boxes for her.When she finds out what she likes to eat, she cooks it all day long.

Finally, he managed to raise Ling Rusi to the age of [-] Lang, still like a stunted bean sprouts.

It wasn't until she met unexpectedly that she developed a second time.

Zhong Xin fished out a lunch box out of nowhere, took out a set of disposable tableware, pulled a stool beside him and sat down and said, "I know you don't want to eat it, so you can drink that porridge, boil it with brown sugar. I It’s not easy to refuse when Dad made it, and it can’t be wasted, right?” He said while dragging the food in front of him, “So, I didn’t eat lunch, so I went to the cafeteria to ask my aunt for some food, but they didn’t charge me.”

Ling Rusi leaned back on the pillow, rolled his innocent eyes a little weakly, and said, "For this box of lunch, you must have praised the eighteen generations of the canteen aunt's ancestors."

Zhong Xinpa stuffed the food into his mouth, and said vaguely: "How can I. I just praised Auntie, and Auntie asked me to go to the square dance together when I have time."

Ling Rusi shook his head and smiled, too lazy to answer, took out a spoon from the bag of disposable tableware, and slowly drank the porridge in the thermos.

Although the porridge looks ugly, it tastes good. The fragrance of grains is mixed with the soft sweetness of brown sugar. It is neither thick nor thin, and it is soft and sweet in the mouth.

As soon as you taste it, you know that it took a lot of thought to cook it.

Zhong Xin ate very fast, like being sucked in by a storm, and she absolutely couldn't eat.

Just 3 minutes before and after, the pork liver, pig blood and spinach disappeared like magic.

She said that she used to develop a habit in high school. At that time, a few classmates would eat together, saving money and eating more dishes.But if you want to grab it, if you don't pay attention to it, the dishes will be empty.And the person who finishes eating at the end has to clean the tableware for everyone, which is not cost-effective.

So she ate faster than one meal, and she never made a loss-making business.

Zhong Xin stretched her head to look at the porridge in the thermos after eating, and asked, "Have you finished drinking?"

Ling Rusi shook his head.

Zhong Xin didn't say a word, took the thermos bucket, lifted it to his mouth and poured it directly into his mouth.

Before Ling Rusi said what I had eaten, the porridge was almost bottomed out.

After getting rid of the food, Zhong Xin packed up the tableware, went to the bathroom in the ward to wash them, and put them on the window sill to dry after washing, with napkins underneath to absorb water.

She wiped her hands with a tissue, sat back on Ling Rusi's bed, and asked, "Did you do it again?"

Holding the thermos cup in both hands, Ling Rusi lowered her head to look at the red dates and goji berries floating on the water. The heat came out, making her eyes hot, and she let out a soft "hmm" in her throat.

"Are you going to keep doing this?" Zhong Xin crossed her legs, leaned on the hospital bed, and said casually, "In case I faint again next time, I won't have time to read the information in class. This time, it's because you haven't changed for three years." Electronic lock code."

Ling Rusi was still holding the thermos to watch, wishing to see the red dates and goji berries blooming, and said "hmm" in a low voice again.

"Okay." Zhong Xin stood up, tugged on the hem of his jacket twice, packed up the thermal insulation bucket that was almost dry on the window sill, and put it in a thermal insulation bag, "If you want to go back again, please send me a text message and give me the lottery number. I."

"You are too poor. I went back to that node many times. You don't even have a landline at home." Ling Rusi finally put the lid on the thermos cup and put it back on the cabinet next to the bed, with a calm expression on his face. one knife.

When the knife was pierced, Zhong couldn't help covering her chest, her expression was distorted by the pain, and she said sullenly, "I'll bring you food in the evening."

"Farewell, I'm going to eat in the cafeteria by myself, it's not that I can't take care of myself." Ling Rusi stopped immediately.

Zhong Xin walked to the door, Ling Rusi said: "I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, please help me drive the car here in the morning."

"That," Zhong Xin turned around at the door of the ward, with that dead pig not afraid of boiling water smiling again.Ling Rusi felt sweat start to form on his forehead, and he had a bad premonition.

really.

"Honey, your cute little car seems to be eating, otherwise it might not have the strength to walk."

"Zhong Xin!" Ling Rusi yelled twice as loudly, "I just filled up my fuel tank before entering the hospital yesterday, even if you ran Tianshihaishi for me twice, you are driving to the capital?"

"Oh, it's only 160 kilometers from Tianshi to Haishi, and the high-speed train only takes 10 minutes." Zhong Xin waved his hand boldly, saying that this is not a problem at all.Just after finishing speaking, he felt that his attitude was not correct enough, so he lowered his head in a very sensible manner, and secretly raised his eyes to look at Ling Rusi.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Ling Rusi didn't know what expression to match. He could only raise his arms expressionlessly, and raised his thumbs towards Zhong Xin: "Young man, excellent."

Then put down his hands and said lightly: "The oil is stuck behind the sun visor of the driver's seat, fill it up for me."

After Zhong Xin left, Ling Rusi felt that if he lay down again, he would melt.Looking at the sunshine outside the window is wonderful, I put on a windbreaker and plan to go for a walk in the hospital garden.

Shaking to the garden, I saw an old man with white beard and hair smiling at her on the bench under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.The dress is a bit out of place, like a Taoist priest.

She remembered that she had seen him twice in Tianshi No. [-] Hospital and at the intersection.

The old man waved to her, and she walked over in a strange way.

"Little friend, it's very imaginary." Ling Rusi kept a certain distance from the old man, and just sat down on the small corner beside the bench when he heard the old man say with a half-smile.

"Anemia, it's not a serious problem." She was a little troubled. Although the old man next to him had white hair, a bun on his head, and a beard that stretched to his chest, his complexion was ruddy and shiny, which made her look like a female ghost.

"Little friend," the old man suddenly stretched out his palm and slapped her on the back, almost knocking her to the ground. She couldn't help but want to have a fit, and heard the old man continue to say from behind: "Everything in the world is not easy." Be moderate, don’t eat too much, don’t be greedy in wine, don’t be obsessed with wealth, don’t fall into love, attachments give birth to delusions and demons.”

Ling Rusi turned his head and stared at the old man in front of him, trying to stare into the soul through his human skin until he could find an answer.

Facing Ling Rusi's eyes that could stare at people to death on the wall, the old man remained unmoved in the slightest.Smile leisurely.

He seemed to be smiling forever, like, that smile was on his face.

Speak and laugh, and laugh without speaking.

Watching you smile, not watching you still laughing.

"Using the blood as a guide, the soul is connected, and when the blood is exhausted, the oil is exhausted and the lamp will dry up."

"Who are you and what do you know?" Ling Rusi suddenly stood up from the bench, her blood rushed to the top of her head, and she was dizzy for a while. She stood in front of the old man and kept asking: "What are you talking about?" What?"

The old man leaned lightly on the back of the bench without hesitation, still smiling at Ling Rusi.

He pointed to the osmanthus tree above his head, and said slowly: "If there is enough rain and sunshine, this friend will have a long flowering period."

Looking at the old man who looked like a fairy in front of him, Ling Rusi's previous anxiety was overwhelmed. What happened to her was enough nonsense, but friends, can you be more direct, she is very tired and can't turn her head Come.

She sat down on a corner of the bench again and said, "Master, can you just tell me straight?"

The old man glanced at Ling Rusi, raised his hand and twirled his beard twice, and after twitching twice, he pulled it twice, and then the right side of his face twitched a few times.Finding that no one noticed, he resumed his unfathomable appearance, cleared his throat and said, "It's optional to come and go, if you go, you go, if you come, you come, you can't come and go."

Ling Rusi took a deep breath, lightly grinded his back molars twice, and tried his best to make his voice sound calm: "Master, speak well."

"Oh."

After "Oh", there was no sound. Ling Rusi waited for 5 minutes and turned to look at the old man, with "Then what?" written all over his face.

"Let me organize the language." The old man glanced at her, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment.

Then he opened his mouth: "Let me tell you, this Siqingfang drips like this, you have to bleed, and you may be able to go back if you bleed too much, but Siba, you don't know which four seasons you can go to, and the bloodletting Don’t worry, you won’t be able to come back if you stay here.”

"Everything here has nothing to do with you, such as cars, tickets, houses, it's risky."

"And there are quite a lot of variables, which can't be controlled. You have to stay here until now, and you can just continue your current life. But you have to leave it there. The causal relationship that should exist will not be lost, and you have to do it again. once."

"It's almost like this, do you understand?"

Ling Rusi was dumbfounded when the old man re-spoken the first sentence. He stared at her dumbfounded, his chin almost dropped to his chest, following the old man's up and down tone, he couldn't help thinking: What are you doing? Is there something wrong? Something is wrong.

Then, slowly, he uttered a sentence: "Master, let me think about it."

"Okay, then I'll be leaving first." The old man stood up, patted his trouser legs, and brushed off his sleeves, with another unfathomable expression on his face.

After walking two steps, Ling Rusi said, "Master, who are you?"

The old man turned his head and smiled at him, mysteriously, and said, "My surname is Gao, an expert."

Looking at the back of the expert leaving, Ling Rusi couldn't calm down for a long time. She didn't know whether she was crazy or the world was crazy.