Give weak women a heart of steel

Chapter 293 I——I was probably dead at that time

Lifting the quilt, Xia Tingfei helped the girl up.

She didn't even have the strength to sit up now, and she just kept coughing.

The body was incredibly hot, as if it were hugging a stove.

——It’s just that it’s not firewood that’s burning.

But a girl's life.

Unscrew the lid of the medical alcohol, use tweezers to hold the cotton ball and put it in to absorb the alcohol.

He wiped the girl's forehead.

The strong smell of alcohol spread in the room, making the girl cough again.

Her breasts swelled high and then fell heavily.

He almost wanted to spit out his heart and lungs.

"I might be able to feel her spitting out life."

Xia Tingfei kept wiping the girl's neck with alcohol.

He slowly put it down, raised her arms, and rubbed alcohol on her smooth armpits to cool the girl down.

The girl's white skirt was lifted up to her stomach, and her pale skin was simply appalling.

Under such skin, there was high heat and pain. Xia Tingfei lifted her legs and wiped alcohol on the areas with dense blood vessels on her popliteal fossa and thighs, hoping to cool her down.

"Turn it over."

He said so.

But the girl had long since lost her strength and could only rely on Xia Tingfei.

He held the girl's shoulders, helped her turn over slowly, and lifted up the white skirt completely.

The girl's back is slender and thin.

You can see the obvious bulge of the shoulder blades, as if they are about to burst the skin.

The white shoulder straps drooped above, making a dent in the delicate skin.

Wiping it with alcohol, the tweezers could even feel the bulges of the girl's bones.

"It's so thin, it's like a corpse."

"But the evaluation of the corpse is really too sacrilegious. She is not as ugly as the corpse, but is extremely beautiful."

"I was thinking about this and praying that her life would continue."

Xia Tingfei didn't stop his actions until he had wiped away the bottle of alcohol.

He lifted the girl up, pulled down the white skirt, and returned it to its original state.

Just like taking care of a beautiful doll, the girl didn't react at all.

Xia Tingfei placed the cup slightly on his stomach and watched the girl's reaction.

The moist alcohol soaked the girl's white skirt, and the white patches turned into a slightly transparent state.

The girl got a little better, her golden eyelashes blinking slightly.

Her eyelids were drooped, and her tired and weak eyes could be seen.

She gasped violently and almost fainted.

But - in the end, the violent breathing gradually stopped.

As if she had accumulated enough strength, she said, "Am I the first?"

"What?" Xia Tingfei asked.

"Am I the first girl whose body you have seen?" she asked.

"No."

Xia Tingfei didn't hide anything, he just answered truthfully.

The girl seemed to smile and said, "This is my first time being seen."

"Do I want to apologize?" Xia Tingfei said.

"Do you need it?" the girl said, "Am I a willful girl?"

She tilted her head: "It doesn't have to be like this, I just want to talk about it."

"I really never thought that I would have such a day." The girl murmured to herself: "I thought that I would be seen by others only after my body turned into gold."

"I didn't expect that others would see my body when I was a human being."

"Cough cough."

She coughed, her voice weak and feeble.

Even intermittently, as if he was explaining the aftermath.

"I never thought that a girl cares about this kind of thing. Or maybe it's not correct to say that she cares. What she cares about is other things, which were witnessed when she was a human being."

"Even a girl like her would care about such things, and she would care about such things."

"Perhaps this is the last thing she has."

"The body is very thin, very thin." Xia Tingfei said: "You can even clearly see the bulges of the ribs, and the lower abdomen is almost concave."

"The body is very light, like a feather." He said, "It's just a slight force, but I'm a little afraid of throwing you high into the sky."

"The long hair sticks to the back like silk threads, and the golden color seems to be flowing."

"The long eyelashes are like butterfly wings, but no butterfly has ever had such golden wings."

"You are very cute, like a white narcissus."

"When I said these words, even I couldn't tell whether I said them because I wanted to comfort her or because of other reasons."

"But the only thing I can confirm is that the girl deserves such praise. She is indeed very cute and beautiful."

Xia Tingfei looked at the girl: "If you smile, you will look like a golden sunflower."

The girl laughed, her bright smile.

Golden laughter echoed in the room.

Xia Tingfei even felt as if he was in a golden sunflower field. The light of summer made the flower field even more brilliant and dazzling.

"Is that so?" the girl asked.

When Xia Tingfei came back to his senses, the strong wind howled outside the window and the heavy rain pattered.

The golden sunflowers and warm summer sunshine are just a fantasy.

"Yes, that's right." He said: "This kind of light smile with a fresh fragrance like a sunflower."

"How can there be fragrance in the smile?" The girl coughed lightly.

Xia Tingfei was speechless, and there was indeed no fragrance in his smile.

He can find a thousand or ten thousand reasons.

But he remained silent.

On the contrary, the girl who had been silent in the past actually started talking more.

She wanted to stand up slightly, but she couldn't do it by herself.

He could only move his body slightly and lean on the pillow that was already wet with sweat.

She raised her head slightly and looked out the window: "Are you willing to listen to my experience?" "I want to hear it." Xia Tingfei said seriously: "But you are willing to tell me."

"Of course I'm willing to say it." The girl turned her head and looked at Xia Tingfei: "If I didn't want to, I wouldn't ask you again."

"That's true." Xia Tingfei said, "But why do you do this suddenly?"

"Don't you understand?"

"I generally understand. People die three times. The first time is physical death, the second time is when they are buried, and the third time is when everyone forgets her. If it were alive, it would probably be the same. She - —I want to leave my impression as a human being in the world and leave an impression as a human being.”

"——Not a gold mine."

"Maybe we think differently. I want to hear your answer."

"My answer." The girl replied in a low voice: "Probably, I just want people to know the real Aoi Tsukimura."

"The real Aoi Tsumura?" Xia Tingfei asked.

"The real Aoi Tsukimura has been dead a long time ago." The girl said this again, which did not surprise Xia Tingfei.

——She has said it many times.

Again and again, again and again.

She said many times - Tsukimura Aoi is dead.

But Xia Tingfei didn't quite understand what she meant.

"I - I'm just a remnant of flesh and gold." The girl lowered her head slightly: "If I stood in front of the eleven-year-old Aoi Tsukimura, I would definitely be ashamed."

"I understand." Xia Tingfei said, "I will listen to your story carefully."

The girl replied to Xia Tingfei with a smile: "When I was a child, I lived in a single-family building that was no different from other buildings. It was not a wooden one-family house with a yard, but a modern cement building. house."

"To this day, I still remember that the wall is extremely white. If you run your fingers across it, you can still feel the fine grooves and friction."

"The room is paved with floors, and everyone sleeps on the bed. When sleeping in a narrow cage, whether you turn around or roll over, you have to worry about whether you will fall off the bed."

"The range of movement went from the entire room to a narrow board."

"But neither my sister nor I felt anything was wrong. Because when you open the window of the room, you can see the streets outside and the constant flow of vehicles."

"It's very cold there, but it's also extremely lively."

"It's just an iron door plate. Although it's hard, it's very clear."

"I didn't go to a famous school, just a nearby school. The teachers care more about life experience than explaining knowledge."

"She once asked us about our dreams - I still vaguely remember it."

"Girls and boys talked about all kinds of dreams - they raised their hands high, stood up after being called on by the teacher, straightened their backs hard, and loudly talked about their dreams - actors, stars, An idol, or an athlete.”

"They stood up straight and even had smiles on their faces - as if they had already become what they dreamed of being - idols and athletes."

"But it's obviously not the case. It will be like this even when you grow up."

"Even, I don't understand why they would say such things. Because - these have only appeared on TV, so that's what they said."

"In this way, isn't it like becoming someone else's reflection?"

"I just sat quietly and thought about my dreams."

"That day - I didn't think about it. I just added conditions to my dream. It should be something sparkling, it should be something enviable, it should be something rare, It should be something that everyone can look at.”

"I think so, and I still add it to this day."

"I'm a little worried, but this worry is so dirty. - Because it comes from the worry that Tsukimura Aoi will say that her dream is to become a human. There's nothing wrong with that, it's just so disturbing."

"Because it's obvious, it's natural."

"This - is so vulgar."

"So, do you know now?" Xia Tingfei said.

"No." The girl said, "Until now, I have never thought about how to do it."

"I haven't thought about my dream until now."

She said: "It's strange. For people like me, the biggest dream should be obvious, and it should be a matter of course to pray to the gods."

"But I'm not willing to do that."

"To this day, I'm still a little confused. Why would they want to be someone else's reflection, or even take pleasure in looking like someone else?"

"But, it's funny, isn't it? I've become like this."

She opened her arms, and the rising and falling of her chest proved her weak vitality.

The whole body is horribly thin: "This is not complaining, nor is it resentful."

"I didn't hate things when I was a child. At that time, I was mostly not liked by others, but I didn't care. I just thought, this is not bad. If this is the case, it is not bad."

"The only pity is that soon I left wherever I left and came here."

"When I came here for the first time, I was a little happy and excited. Because there are things here that I have never seen before. Even if it is a little troublesome, it doesn't matter. I am actually a little grateful that it is remote enough. , deserted enough.”

"My sister doesn't like me very much, but it doesn't matter. Because, I can still tolerate it."

"Until this thing happened. I became a seedbed of gold, I became a gold mine."

"My sister is very clumsy. She dare not stand in front of me and show her excited expression. However, this makes me even more disgusted."

"Am I already a patient? Am I already a patient?"

"I asked this countless times."

"At first, I didn't want to admit it. But when the mountain-like pain hit me, I did discover a fact."

"——Probably, I just became a patient."

"It's even worse than the patient, and even more desperate than the patient."

"I probably died, in joy and sorrow, with other people watching."

"In anticipation, in escape."

"I am indeed dead."

"I thought I was scared, but I was surprisingly calm."

"I actually felt like I was finally relieved."

"My whole body feels like a mountain-heavy burden has been lifted off my body. I feel as relaxed as a feather, and I even feel slightly happy and excited."

"Perhaps, from that day on, Tsukimura Aoi was dead."

She said this and laughed heartily.

As bright as a sunflower, as warm as the blazing sun.

Xia Tingfei just watched silently as she fell asleep on the pillow.

Perhaps, this disease is over.

This difficulty has been overcome.

Tomorrow the sun will rise as usual, and the summer sunshine will shine on the rich green forest.

There will be grasshoppers standing on the grass blades, and crickets growing out of the grass roots.

——He thought so, so seriously.

However, the reality is always not what people want.

(End of this chapter)