Chapter 86: Nightmares are like snow...
Like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow, blood red and dazzling.
It was really unexpected. Xia Yiqing's struggling hand froze as if a blood pressure was stimulated. Her pupils slowly shrank and her heart skipped a beat.
Even though there was blood at the corner of his cyanotic mouth, Qi Hanmu did not loosen his grip on Xia Yiqing's hand at all.
In those dark eyes, there was a madness like a moth flying into a flame, and the owner of those phoenix eyes was staring at Xia Yiqing.
With a sadness and determination that seemed to devour her.
Seeing those sad eyes, Xia Yiqing could no longer say "Are you okay?"
Because it is obvious that the person is vomiting blood, it is impossible that he is fine.
Feeling Xia Yiqing's escape force loosen, Qi Hanmu, even though he was drowsy, unconsciously tilted the corners of his mouth upwards by a millimeter.
It seems that Xia Yiqing still can't let him go after all.
Or perhaps the girl was too kind and couldn't bear to see anyone get into an accident in front of him.
As if there were three or four bags of blood in his mouth, Qi Hanmu's head slowly drooped, his forehead resting on Xia Yiqing's elbow, letting the blood from the corners of his mouth drip into the wooden pavilion.
A faint smell of blood drifted over and penetrated Xia Yiqing's nose, mixed with the fresh fragrance of wood and the cold fragrance of Qi Hanmu's body.
It seems so unreal.
She subconsciously stretched out her hands, passed them through the man's armpits, and tried to hold his falling body.
The weight in his hand wasn't too heavy, but Xia Yiqing felt a pang of pain in her heart. This was obviously not the weight that a healthy adult man should have.
Supporting his soft and weak body, Xia Yiqing did not dare to move. She could only stroke Qi Hanmu's back with a force that was neither too light nor too heavy, like soothing a furry kitten. Of course, this "kitten" also had to have enough trust in its owner to do this.
Unexpectedly, it was Qi Hanmu who silently gathered some strength, supported her shoulders, and stepped back.
"Sorry," his face was indeed not in good condition, quite pale. He used the back of his white hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth to dilute the bright color, and his hand was inevitably stained with a little red.
"I shouldn't have pulled you. Does it hurt?"
No matter how angry Xia Yiqing was, she really couldn't argue with a patient who had just vomited blood.
She just felt like she had punched cotton, and now she still feels guilty. She would wake up in the middle of the night and scold herself, saying, "He's a patient, why are you arguing with him?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
In fact, Qi Hanmu didn't use too much force and there was no mark left on his hand, but the little girl's skin was delicate, so it looked redder and a little scary.
Xia Yiqing said that it was okay, but Qi Hanmu felt that his heart seemed to be tugged at this area, and it hurt a little.
Perhaps nothing good would happen to Xia Yiqing if she was with him.
Just like tonight, if he hadn't asked her out, hadn't talked to her, hadn't let out all the pent-up emotions in front of her, how could Xia Yiqing now have a circle of red marks on her wrists, her shoulders hunched, and look so pitiful?
"Let's go," Qi Hanmu's mouth trembled slowly, his breath was not stable, and he coughed. The moon disappeared in the clouds again, and he didn't notice that there was some blood on his white cloak.
"You, go."
If she stayed with him, she would always encounter bad things. So, no matter how reluctant she was, Xia Yiqing should stay away from him. Only in this way could she be safe.
The original entanglement in his heart and the panic that Xia Yiqing repeatedly did not choose him seemed to be relieved at this moment.
What if she never meets him again in this life?
As long as she is safe, happy, healthy and doing well, that's enough.
As for him, he would probably be like the plants in the gutter, never seeing the sunlight, but because of the plants' phototropism, he would always follow silently behind.
Some feelings don't necessarily have to have a result.
If this result will leave both of them badly hurt.
Looking at the man's trembling eyelashes, Xia Yiqing subconsciously bit her lip. She always felt that this was not what Qi Hanmu originally wanted to say.
But his long and thick eyelashes concealed most of the emotions in Qi Hanmu's eyes. He sat there with his head slightly lowered, like a statue forgotten in a shrine.
"Well," Xia Yiqing rarely took the initiative to invite others in her life, except in the business world for signing contracts or taking big orders, so she was inevitably a little hesitant when speaking now.
"You can come back with me, okay? It's so windy outside, and you just coughed up blood."
Just because of the girl's words, the man sitting next to her, who was originally sick and unconscious, suddenly felt that the moonlight was very beautiful and the wind was very gentle.
It was as if all the beauty in the world quietly surrounded him at this moment.
Qi Hanmu smiled and was about to say "OK" when he saw the girl waving at him. "Wait, don't move here. I'll ask someone to come and help you back, or put you in a wheelchair. You're weak now, and it might be difficult for you to walk back."
Obviously the girl was telling the truth and had no intention of belittling him, but at that moment, Qi Hanmu suddenly understood what a heart-wrenching blow meant.
It felt like someone had hit me in the chest with a heavy object, and the taste of rust had spread from my throat to my lips and teeth.
But Qi Hanmu's face remained calm, and even the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Thank you," he said sincerely and earnestly. On his jade-like face, the thin scar that ran across the right half of his face was now silently revealed in the dark night, biting the man like a beast.
"I'm happy that you can think of me."
Qi Hanmu rarely analyzed his emotions so clearly and spoke such long sentences as he did now.
Unfortunately, Xia Yiqing didn't understand at the time and thought he was really happy. She smiled at him with the corner of her eyes, "It's okay, it's what I should do."
It was not until many years later that she realized that Qi Hanmu's eyes were so deep that night that she was frozen by the superficial coldness, and she hesitated to move forward, not noticing his trembling hands beside her.
It is the man's inferiority complex that naturally creates a gap between the two of them.
Maybe it can be filled, but that will be many years later.
Xia Yiqing borrowed a wheelchair from housekeeper Qi and pushed it over excitedly, intending to take Qi Hanmu back alone. However, she suddenly felt a shock in her heart when she passed the arch bridge.
Although the curvature of this bridge is not large, it does have some ups and downs.
With her half-baked skills in pushing a wheelchair, could she really escort Qi Hanmu back to the master bedroom safely?
The answer is not certain, it could be yes or no.
But this uncertainty will only hurt Qi Hanmu.
Xia Yiqing's steps became slower and slower, and the rumbling sound of the wheelchair rolling on the ground gradually became lighter. This time, one person and one wheel seemed to have become the most tacit partners. The two of them walked silently towards the man who needed her and it.
“Cough cough cough…”
On the other side of the arch bridge, in the pavilion, a heart-wrenching cough came from it.
Even though his chest ached from coughing and his vision kept going dark, Qi Hanmu found that he was not afraid at all. He even felt relaxed for the first time in a long time.
With Xia Yiqing not around, he could finally cough out his true heart with all his might, even though she couldn't see it.
It will never be seen, nor should it be seen.
"Third Master!"
Xia Yiqing's voice was close at hand, but not too loud. However, to the man who heard it, it was no less than the sound of silk tearing suddenly in his ears.
With a buzzing sound, the tinnitus completely deprived him of all the sounds he could hear, and Qi Hanmu's world fell into silence.
Seeing the man hunched over, his hands covering his mouth and nose, his body shaking constantly, with bright red showing between his fingers, Xia Yiqing's legs began to spin like a whirlwind, with the man running in front and his soul chasing after him.
Her heart seemed to jump out of her chest and into her throat. Xia Yiqing focused her attention on the man. When he was about to fall, she opened her arms and caught him steadily.
"Third Master," even though her brows were already knitted into a knot, Xia Yiqing still controlled her voice so as not to scare the person with heart disease.
"Don't be afraid, it's okay."
Qi Hanmu opened his eyes in a daze and wanted to frown, but found that he didn't even have the strength to do so.
It was as if his soul had separated from this body. Between the alternation of white and black, he could see Xia Yiqing's mouth opening and closing.
But Qi Hanmu had no way of making out what Xia Yiqing was talking about.
Even though he had learned lip reading a long time ago, his brain, rusted by blood, was unable to think. He could only let himself slowly collapse in the girl's arms like a leaf in the wind.
This was not a very manly action, but Qi Hanmu felt like he had won a battle.
If he had the strength to stand up, he would probably be overjoyed by now.
Perhaps at the moment of life and death, Qi Hanmu finally realized that what he wanted was not to be in perfect order in front of Xia Yiqing, but to have a girl's concerned eyes always looking at him at this moment when the candle of life was about to go out.
Even witnessing his departure would have an impact on the girl.
Qi Hanmu suddenly felt very conflicted. He slowly closed his eyes. He hoped that Xia Yiqing would be happy forever, but he also wanted her to keep her eyes on him.
If he had to choose between the two, Qi Hanmu would choose not to cause trouble for Xia Yiqing without hesitation.
The girl smelled so good now. The scent of osmanthus and citrus surrounded her, and penetrated into his nostrils without any explanation, filling his body with the scent of the girl.
In a trance, he seemed to be picked up by someone and moved slowly forward. Perhaps Xia Yiqing carried him to a wheelchair, and his body moved slowly forward with the rumbling sound of the wheelchair.
People don't have many thoughts when they are unconscious, and Qi Hanmu was the same before.
But now, he suddenly found that his cerebral cortex was extremely active, weaving out scenes that were like dreams. Perhaps this is called a kaleidoscope.
He seemed to see that his grandmother was going to meet with Xia Yiqing in private, but Xia Yiqing didn't want to, so she simply fled Yiyuan. After he woke up, he was alone again.
“Hmm…”
This nightmare seemed to have no end. Every time Qi Hanmu was about to point out the irrationality of the dream, a new cycle would begin.
But the ending was the same without exception. Xia Yiqing looked at him as if he were a madman, and then turned around resolutely, leaving him with a resolute back.
“Don’t… go…”
In the dream, he seemed to be able to only whisper, and his voice was not only very soft, but even he himself could not hear it.
But that panic and heart-wrenching despair seemed to have a physical entity, gripping Qi Hanmu's broken heart.
don't want.
don't want.
don't want.
Perhaps realizing that there was no hope of escaping the nightmare, Qi Hanmu did not get up and say anything to Xia Yiqing in the dream.
He squatted in the corner, hugging his knees helplessly with his hands, with red spots at the corners of his eyes.
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