"She is your daughter. Why are you so cruel?"
"What is my daughter? The water poured out by the married daughter is already a member of your Ma family, and she also enters your Ma family's grave when she dies, which has nothing to do with our family."
"You... OK! But the cost of Xiaodie's compensation..."
"What's the cost? We have kept her for more than 20 years without money! We deserve it."
"You... bastard!!!"
"Remember what you said! Hu Die will be a member of our Ma family in the future, and will never have anything to do with you again! We will die of old age in the future!"
"Get out! Get out of here!!!"
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Ma Yinuo opened his eyes, and the various memories in his brain collided and arranged in pieces, making his head a little swollen and painful, and his eyebrows wrinkled.
I don't know how long ago, the memory fragments were finally assembled and integrated into his mind.
I slowly moved my fingers, then my toes, wrists, and ankles... Finally, I was sure that there was no major problem with my body, so I got up slowly and confirmed that I was lying on the floor.
Look around, familiar and unfamiliar.
It's a strange room. One side of the room seems normal, with a big bed, a computer desk, cabinets and other items. But the other side is like a hospital ward, with all kinds of equipment that can only be seen in hospitals, such as sickbeds, air cushions, wheelchairs, infusion racks, stomach tubes, syringes, drugs, etc. There is a person lying on the sickbed.
A woman, a young and beautiful woman, a woman with shaved hair, pale face, lying quietly on the hospital bed, with a stomach tube inserted.
At the moment when he saw this woman, an unprecedented emotion gushed out from the depths of his soul, drowning his reason, and he was caught off guard quickly.
The eyes of the vicissitudes of life become extremely gentle, and the heart is full of feelings called "deep love".
"Little Butterfly..."
Undoubtedly, this is his bedroom and also the place where he takes care of her. But all this is too strange for 'him', because he is no longer the former 'he'.
'He', a Beijing drifter in his late forties, has worked as a group performer, wrote scripts, painted portraits on the roadside, and often went to bars to sing. I always think that one day I will be liked by a star scout or a big director, and become famous and famous.
But the reality is too skinny, consuming his youth day by day, month by month, year by year, but nothing in return. In his middle age, he still lives in the basement of 10 square meters. He barely lives after eating. He is a real loser.
Clapping my head, I still remember singing in a bar last night. Because of a cold, I broke my voice and was opened by a violent alcoholic. When I woke up, I found that I seemed to have passed through?
Now he is a young man of the same name and surname, only 25 years old, with memories and... souls attached.
[She... only me... I have to... take care of her... die... take care of her.]
The young man is totally different from the 'he'. He is tall and has long legs, and is 1.88 meters long; He is handsome and looks like Zhang Guorong, the international star of his time and space; He is an orthodox graduate of the performance department of Nortel and is deeply loved by his teachers and admired by his classmates; Although not a billionaire's home, it is enough to live a rich life in the capital every year; Most importantly, there is a fiancee at the school flower level.
It's a winner in life.
But all this ended abruptly three years ago.
Three years ago, he and his fiancee Hu Die received a marriage certificate. They were about to hold a wedding ceremony, but their parents died in a car accident. The driver of the accident died on the spot, and the parents did not buy insurance. Instead of getting any compensation, they spent a lot of money to take care of their parents' affairs.
Blessings never come together, and disasters never come singly. As soon as he finished taking care of his parents' affairs, Hu Die was hit by a billboard falling from the sky on the way back from shopping for vegetables. Although he saved his life after rescue, he became a vegetable.
What's more, Hu Die's parents had a typical feudal ideology of son preference. When they learned that her daughter had become a vegetable and had received a large amount of compensation, they threw her to him.
In anger, he had a fierce quarrel with Butterfly's family, and then broke off all relations with them.
As a graduate of Nortel, he had a bright future, but in order to take care of Hu Die, he gave up his beloved acting career and concentrated on staying at home, earning living and medical expenses by writing novels, plays and songs.
Of course, this is a drop in the bucket. Fortunately, he has a good friend who has been a classmate for four years to help him.
Thanks to the accumulation of his parents, his family was a big house with three rooms and two living rooms. When he was going to rent the other two rooms, the 'buddy' rented them at a price of 10000 yuan per month, greatly easing his economic pressure.
It is a small matter to solve the monthly living and medical expenses. The most troublesome thing is to take care of Hu Die.
I don't know if I don't care. It's really hard work to take care of the vegetable. Every one or two hours, we have to feed water, feed food, clean up our urine, turn over, clean our bodies, and so on, which can drive people crazy.
Even though his' good buddy 'and a neighbor's sister would help him take care of him from time to time, three years has exhausted him. In the early morning, when I was writing a novel at home, suddenly a sudden whirl of heaven and earth, sudden death at home.
This is the reincarnation of his appendage.
After his rebirth, his obsession with Hu Die kept his soul together and forced him to merge with him.
The fusion of the two souls also slowly led to some wonderful changes.
Looking back on two different lives, I can't help feeling indignant.
'He' remembered a sentence in Leo Tolstoy's novel Anna Karenina: Happy people are all similar, and unlucky people have their own misfortunes.
He and 'he' both have their own misfortunes. The two unfortunate people are integrated into one, and they don't know whether they will be negative? Or is it unfortunate to double?
Dragging a little heavy body, I slowly walked to the bedside. Hu Die, whose hair has been shaved, stomach tube is inserted in her nose, and her face is pale, can hardly hide her natural beauty even after all kinds of torture.
No wonder I will fall in love with you.
The big hand gently stroked Hu Die's cheek, as if stroking a fragile rare treasure.
Hu Die is his college sister, a typical Jiangnan woman, gentle and graceful, full of a good wife and mother. When he first entered the university, he saw her in the crowd and fell in love at first sight.
After half a year's pursuit, she became his girlfriend and got a marriage certificate with him two years later.
Maybe he and she were too happy, happy to be envied by the sky, all the happiness was beautiful, but in a short month, the whole family was destroyed.
[She... only me... I have to... take care of her... die... take care of her.]
Even if the fused soul is still releasing persistent information, he really loves her.
"Butterfly..." He lowered his head and gently kissed her on the forehead. Then he put his face to his face and slowly put his lips to her ear and whispered, "I remember that you are most afraid of the dark, but it has been dark for three years. You must be afraid, right? Don't be afraid. I'm right next to you. I can touch you as long as I reach out my hand. I will stay with you until I die... No, I will stay with you when I die."
"So..."
"Don't be afraid of the dark."
"I'm here."
"I..."
"Always by your side."
