Chapter 102 Chapter 102 Awakening
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There is no distinction between day and night in this space, and one does not know the passage of time.
Gu Mengran was also injured. He felt very uncomfortable and was always confused.
With nothing to do, Gu Mengran squatted on the edge of the field, staring at the unconscious Liang Zhao in a daze. After watching for a while, he lay down and hugged Liang Zhao to sleep. When he woke up, he went to the stream to wash his face, and then went to the vegetable garden to pick some raw cucumbers to fill his stomach.
He was enjoying meat and fish a few days ago, but now he has fallen to eating raw vegetables. The difference is huge. He could just endure it, but the key is that Liang Zhao is unconscious and has no ability to eat on his own. He has to squeeze fresh vegetable juice for Liang Zhao without any tools.
Gu Mengran squatted beside Liang Zhao, wrapped the cucumber segments with washed lettuce leaves, and put the wrapped vegetables above his lips. He then squeezed them hard with both hands, and the emerald green cucumber juice mixed with lettuce juice seeped into Liang Zhao's mouth along his pale lips.
Real manual juicing! Unfortunately, Gu Mengran's hands are not as good as a juicer, so he can only squeeze out a little bit each time.
Seven or eight cucumbers were used to feed Liang Zhao about a cup of food. Gu Mengran wiped the corners of Liang Zhao's mouth with his fingertips, then scooped up a handful of water from the stream and carefully wiped his face. He then went to the field to pick some cabbage, mixed it with the cucumber residue left over from juicing, and fed it to the small animals.
The days passed like this, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, not eating enough but not starving to death...
One or two days is fine, except that it's a bit boring and the food is a little worse, but I can still get by.
But the third day, should it be the third day? Anyway, the skin on his arms that was burned by the flames had slowly begun to scab over, Liang Zhao was still not conscious, and Gu Mengran was a little unsteady, fidgeting with anxiety.
There were no internal or external injuries, the heartbeat was normal, and the breathing was as steady as ever, but the person just couldn't wake up.
Gu Mengran sat on the edge of the field, stroking Liang Zhao's head with his palm, his eyes filled with deep worry, "Don't cosplay Sleeping Beauty, I'm almost dying of anxiety. You didn't sleep so long last time, what happened? Did you break your head?"
Liang Zhao, who was unconscious in the completely closed space, felt really depressed after staying alone for a long time. There was not even anyone to discuss strategies with or talk to. Only the small animals raised in the space made some tiny noises from time to time.
Gu Mengran was also very upset. He moved his palm down a few inches and gently stroked Liang Zhao's face, muttering to himself, "We don't know what the situation is outside. Grandpa and the others have already evacuated in advance, so they should be fine. But the two of us fell into the water and disappeared for so many days without a sound. Grandpa and Zheng Yijie must be worried."
"It's been several days. Even if grandpa knew I had time, he would be worried to death." Gu Mengran sighed, raised his hand to rub his slightly swollen and painful temples, and lowered his eyes to stare at Liang Zhao, "It doesn't seem like a good idea to stay here all the time, how about... I go out and take a look?"
Having said that, Gu Mengran immediately began to think about the possibility of getting out.
Everyone was happy when the fire was extinguished. If the fire was still burning, the area would have been burned. However, he was not on the surface of the water at that time, but should be four or five meters underwater. If he went out to feel the water temperature and then returned to the space, as long as he was fast enough, he would at most be burned, but not injured.
Of course, this trip was very risky. Several thousand tons of fuel were diluted with water and would not burn out so quickly. The safest way was to wait a few more days. But Gu Mengran was worried. There were no medicines in the space, and he could not read the information. If Liang Zhao continued to sleep like this... it would be torture to stay for another quarter of an hour.
Never mind, take a chance!
Gu Mengran made up his mind, leaned forward decisively, and kissed Liang Zhao on the cheek, "Just wait for me."
As soon as he stood up to leave, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist.
The force was so great that it just happened to pinch the wound, causing a sharp pain. However, Gu Mengran seemed to have lost his sense of pain, and he had no intention of shaking off the hand. His dim eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly looked down.
Liang Zhao, who had been in a coma for a long time, opened his eyes. His deep black eyes were shining with light as he stared straight at Gu Mengran.
After all, he had been in a coma for so long, Liang Zhao's face was pale and he looked extremely haggard, as if he had suffered a serious illness.
But the patient, who looked listless and without energy, actually had great strength in his hands. The strength with which he held Gu Mengran's hand did not decrease at all, but became even stronger.
Gu Mengran tried to hold it in, but he couldn't help it and gasped in pain.
"hiss."
A very faint inhalation sound was heard, and the hand holding the wrist suddenly lost its strength. The next moment, Liang Zhao's gaze turned to Gu Mengran's red and swollen arm, his expression changed drastically, and he quickly sat up by supporting himself on the mud.
"Slow down! You've been sleeping for several days and haven't eaten properly. Don't exert yourself." Gu Mengran stepped forward to support him, but Liang Zhao held his hand instead.
Deliberately avoiding the wound, Liang Zhao carefully held his palm and observed the ugly scars on his arm from a close distance. His hoarse voice was mixed with deep heartache: "What happened? Was it burned by fire? Didn't I return the spray gun at that time?"
"Alas! They didn't catch it at that time."
As soon as he woke up, Gu Mengran's mood turned from cloudy to sunny. He rubbed Liang Zhao's hair with his other hand and comforted him softly, "It's okay. It has started to scab over and will heal after a while. Don't worry about it for now. What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Why did you fall asleep——"
"Why did you jump down? It's very dangerous, do you know?" Liang Zhao interrupted him, his eyes darkened, and his voice suddenly became extremely cold.
Gu Mengran was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "Oh, so you also know the danger? If you can jump, why can't I?"
"Meng Ran, I——"
"You what?"
Gu Mengran was really angry. His long suppressed emotions suddenly burst out. He stared at Liang Zhao with red eyes and accused loudly: "Yes, you want to be a hero. You want to avenge me and save us! But what about me? What should I do if something happens to you?"
Liang Zhaoming was panicking because he had not expected such a big reaction. He quickly explained, "I was just worried that something might happen to you."
Gu Mengran snorted coldly: "You worry about me, so I don't worry about you? You slept for two or three days without waking up, I was almost dying of anxiety, and as soon as you woke up, you yelled at me."
"I didn't yell." Liang Zhao reached out and hugged the angry Gu Mengran into his arms, patted his back gently, and said in a gentle tone: "I'm wrong, I shouldn't have spoken so loudly just now."
It is easy to start a fire but hard to put it out. Negative emotions make people feel suffocated. Gu Mengran buried himself in Liang Zhao's arms, his body trembling slightly, his voice choking a little: "You are really too much. I clearly said before that we should discuss things and face them together. But, but you are always like this. When you encounter danger, you just... leave me alone without a care."
"Liang Zhao, I remember what I said, I will never live alone, do you still not believe it?"
Warm liquid dripped onto his shoulders. Liang Zhao suddenly tightened his arms and held Gu Mengran tightly in his arms. "No, I believe you. I do. This is the last time. Please forgive me. I will never abandon you again."
From an angle that Gu Mengran couldn't see, Liang Zhao's brows were getting tighter and tighter, and his deep eyes were filled with regret and self-blame, as well as deep, unrelieved pain.
Hug may be the best way to resolve conflicts. Two people snuggle up to each other, exchange each other's body temperature, and all the unhappiness disappears at this moment.
Gu Mengran gradually calmed down, rubbing his cheek against Liang Zhao's neck, and muttered softly: "You haven't answered me yet, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? You've been unconscious for so long, are you thirsty? Are you hungry?"
"I'm not thirsty or hungry, nor do I feel uncomfortable anywhere. It's just like I just had a long and deep sleep." Liang Zhao kissed Gu Mengran's cheek.
Gu Mengran sighed: "What's going on? Last time I had a fever and fell asleep, and this time I slept for several days at a time. Could it be that -"
"Wait," Gu Mengran seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He supported Liang Zhao's shoulders and got out of his arms. He looked into his eyes and said, "You had a dream when you fell asleep last time, right? That dream! What about this time..."
Before he finished speaking, Gu Mengran held his breath and stared at Liang Zhao without blinking, not missing any subtle changes in his expression.
Who would have thought that Liang Zhao was unexpectedly frank? She met his gaze directly, her lips slightly raised, and an ambiguous chuckle escaped from her throat, "Yeah, I had a dream. Maybe it can't be called a dream, I thought of Meng Ran, our..."
"Last life."