I Was Once a Legend

There was a middle-aged man sitting on the bed, looking out of the door, with a dark face with doubt and excitement.

His hands, which obviously belonged to intellectuals, had small buds on their fingertips, each covered with a white jasmine. The left eyeball behind the lens had disappeared and was replaced by a cluster of delicate flowers. Soft branches grew out of his gray hair, climbing along the walls and bedposts.

There are two pots of moonlight goddess and white jasmine on the bedside table. It may be the only normal plant in the whole hospital.

Seeing the three strangers coming in, the man was stunned and asked, "Will you be..."

"Come over to visit you." Dong Zheng stopped walking in front of the bed. The middle-aged man's eyes were abnormally skewed, his hands were curled with his fingers, and his lower limbs stretched straight in the quilt, typical of severe hemiplegia after a stroke.

Dong Zheng determined that he was the person he was looking for. "Did Uncle Wen remember us?"

The blue curtain used for separation in the middle of the ward was pulled, and the other half could not be seen. The bathroom door at the door of the room was tightly closed. Everything was very clean and tidy. Except for Wen Baoshan himself, there was no change.

Cui Zuojing left the ward silently.

"Ah?" Wen Baoshan's turbid right eye flashed a bit of doubt, embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I don't remember much, the doctor said that I was too ill, and the neurological problems, I may have forgotten some things. Come, don’t just stand, I can’t move almost now, you can do it yourself.”

Of course, he couldn't remember that Dong Zheng said that he took advantage of his condition, simply to get close to it and make the following actions more convenient.

"That's it." Dong Zheng pulled the chair slightly without changing his face and sat down easily. Wang Ailun looked around and could only sit beside the steel wire bed beside him.

"My father and you are old friends for many years. I heard that you are sick and he can't walk away for a while, so let me and my friends come to visit you. How are you doing now?"

Cui Zuojing came in again. He held a cup of blue hyacinths in his hand and opened it up, pushing the door gently with his elbows.

The teenager smiled and said, "Hurry, I couldn't buy any gifts, I just brought some flowers, but it seems that Uncle Wen is indeed a flower-loving person, and this gift is not bad."

"Okay, okay." Wen Baoshan saw the hyacinths in Cui Zuojing's arms, his eyes were bright, and Jasmine's fingertips felt his excitement, and he danced lightly, and the branches and leaves that grew out of his hair were all more stretched. .

Really worthy of being a hard-core vegetative. Allen couldn't help vomiting in his heart.

"I will help you soak it up." Cui Zuojing walked to the bedside table and pointed to a glass filled with half a cup of water that he did not know how long he had left. "Can I use this glass?"

"Yes, just use it."

Cui Zuojing put the flowers on the bedside table and took the cup to wash in the bathroom.

Dong Zheng looked at the cluster of dreamy blue flowers and couldn't help wondering: Where did he get this flower from?

This question was easy to answer. Cui Zuojing had just returned to the staircase again, directly and violently broke the blocked vines up to the eighth floor, and found that there were all kinds of flowers over there, and his head was still normal, but connected to the nineth floor The stairs are missing.

He picked some of the best hyacinths and returned in less than two minutes.

The bathroom handle couldn't be twisted at all, and Cui Zuojing pulled out a small section of soft tendrils folded from the pocket with no expression on his face, reaching into the door lock and tamping a few times.

The power of the killer turned it into a hard "wire" and bounced the machine. The bathroom was dark, and the indescribable odor flew out. Cui Zuojing pushed the door in and directly faced the half rotten corpse that was hanging upside down on the roof by the vines.

The teenager crossed the hundreds of broken hands and dead leaves and leaves on the ground without changing his face, stepping on whose back, making the vertebrae of this corpse make a snapping sound, and the dodder parasitic in the abdominal cavity was forced to squeeze Exporting.

Cui Zuojing threw two rotten heads in the sink into the toilet full of hair, and turned on the rusty faucet. After the puncture of water shortage, the thick red blood flowed out, with a stench that could not be ignored.

Cui Zuojing waited patiently for a while, and the liquid flowing out of the tap gradually became clear. He then rinsed the cup and connected half a glass of water, and he would no longer know when to turn to the direction of his back, with a big mouth and a salivary corpse shoot. To the other side.

Cui Zuojing wiped the body water from the handle on the wall and washed his hands again. Then he stepped on the broken limbs and the stems and leaves of the plants again, walked out of the bathroom, and carefully put the door on.

The teenager carried the glass to the head of the bed, inserted the full hyacinth into the mouth of the cup, and became a potted plant.

Dong Zhengmin sharply smelled the odor of the corpse floating on his body, frowned frivolously, and continued to talk to Wen Baoshan without incident.

In fact, Dong Zheng didn't say a few words throughout the course. Wen Baoshan kept talking. Although he didn't speak a lot because of stroke, Dong Zheng could clearly feel from his talk that Wen Baoshan was a senior intellectual.

"I can't remember how long I haven't seen anyone other than doctors and nurses." Wen Baoshan sighed. He looked at the bright hyacinths and sighed softly.

Contacting the conversation between Luluo and the doctor heard in the stairwell, Dong Zheng had a vague guess in his heart. He was silent for a moment and tentatively asked, "Who is taking care of Uncle Wen these days?"

Wen Baoshan turned his head and smiled bitterly: "Just myself."

Allen is also in the show at this time. Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing are more like each other. He is mixed between the two, and he is not so nervous: "Ah, isn’t that a lot of things inconvenient?"

"No way, if there are very inconvenient things, please ask the doctors and nurses, they are very good, they are not good, I will see if I can hire a nurse after two days."

"What about your child? Can't he come?"

"He is busy in Shanghai and has to work overtime every day until night. Sometimes the boss has to pass a phone call, and he can't even take his child to the hospital with a fever in the middle of the night. There is still time to visit me." Wen Baoshan sighed. The tone, "He is also under great pressure, and he has to pay back the mortgage for raising children. My father, I can only do my best to make him less troublesome."

Cui Zuojing raised his eyes and Dong Zheng looked at each other, and did not ask Wen Baoshan's wife questions. In all the conversations he had not mentioned his wife, he wanted to divorce or the other party was gone.

Dong Zheng exposed the heavy topic. According to the current progress, as long as they can relieve Wen Baoshan's obsession, the trip to the secret world can end: "That's exactly what we have time today. Uncle Wen has anything to talk to us. "

"Then please don't bother me." Wen Baoshan's crooked lips showed a smile, "I'm older, and no one wants to chat with me. I can only talk to Yang Hua every time. I think it would be nice if they could speak too."

Cui Zuojing: "Who said they couldn't speak? We also met a green plant that could speak when we went upstairs."

Wen Baoshan froze for a moment, and then he couldn't resist the excitement. Fanatic joy came from his eyes: "You, can you hear them?"

really.

"We all heard." Dong Zheng said.

Wen Baoshan said incoherently: "You guys, don't you think it's weird, how could a plant talk? When I first heard it, I felt like I was crazy and told the doctor that he also felt that I might have a mental problem. , Let me do a psychological test."

"People in this world will always subconsciously take all things they can't understand as anomalies. When anomalies appear around them, suspicion, rejection, and veto will follow, but everyone knows that they are extraordinary powers." Cui Zuojing Lightly touched the blade of the goddess of moonlight and asked, "When did you notice it?"

"On the eighth day of my hospitalization, a person was too bored. I spoke to these flowers as usual, but I heard a very weak voice. I thought I heard it wrong. After a long time, I found that she was responding to me. ."

"I really want to talk to anyone, so I chatted with her all afternoon. She has a good temper and will always listen to me patiently, talk about something she finds interesting, and tell me that she still has a friend. Second God this moonlight goddess joined us."

Wen Baoshan sat motionless on the bed, and the jasmine in his eyes quivered gently, as if the frequency was saying something to him.

Wen Baoshan listened quietly for a while, then nodded and said, "Before that, I was a firm materialist. I thought it might be a problem in my head. I told the doctor about the matter, but there was no result. .

"Later I wanted to bask in the sun. I didn't even want to close the curtains during the nap. I like to take a shower and drink water. I eat less and less. The doctor said it was because my body was getting weaker, but I knew that it was not like that.

"Until a certain day, I found out that I had sprouted."

At the beginning, a sprout grew from the fingertips.

Wen Baoshan was terrified, but no one could see the tender green leaves except him. In the eyes of doctors and nurses, he was still just an ordinary hemiplegic patient, except for his physical appearance.

The leaves grew bigger and bigger, and finally even a small bud bulged out. Wen Baoshan was terrified. Jasmine and Moonlight have been comforting him and telling him: It doesn't matter, you are just more like us.

Panic and fear wrapped around him, and the desire for sunlight and water became more and more intense. When these emotions and enthusiasm were strong enough to break through reason, crazy came out-suddenly one day, he figured it out.

Rather than living in the strange eyes and loneliness of doctors and nurses every day, it is better to accept what you see and hear and treat those as normal. They do not feel that it does not mean that they really do not exist.

I would rather be an indulgent lunatic than continue to gradually collapse in loneliness.

Before he was completely paralyzed, Wen Baoshan often walked in the hospital and found that each plant has its own soul, some of them are irritable, some are docile, and some are chattering all day. While walking, he secretly poured the water from the cup into the flower pot.

"At that time, I thought, maybe God really pityed me. When I was the lonely and the most need to talk, I was given so many friends. Although that would make other people think that I am a madman, I am really happy. ."

Speaking of which, Wen Baoshan stopped. His wife divorced, and the only child was too busy to take care of himself in another country. He was taken to the hospital by a colleague after a stroke. He was lying alone in a hospital bed, and was afraid to call his child because he was afraid to disturb his work. No one is there.

Colleagues and friends came to see him, but everyone had their own affairs and lives, and stayed here for an hour at most. After they left, Wen Baoshan was so bored that he didn't even want to watch TV. The mobile phones that young people liked were not attractive to him. Most of the time, he only stared at the ceiling in silence, talking to himself.

Fifty-three years old, the sudden illness forced Wen Baoshan to stop working, and finally finally told him what it means to be forgotten by the world.

Is there anything worse than this?

"Later, my hemiplegia became worse and I could hardly walk on my own, and more and more flowers grew on my body. One day, Jasmine asked me if I wanted to be like them and become their eternal friends."

Cui Zuojing: "You agreed?"

"Yes, I agreed." Wen Baoshan tried hard to raise his arm, but he couldn't do it at all, so he had to say to Dong Zheng, "Can you please help me lift the quilt?"

Dong Zheng got up and lifted the quilt under his chest.

Down from the abdomen, the human body disappears, the brown-green stems of the plant grow from every inch of skin, submerge the waist hips and legs, the vigorous green leaves stretch, the white flowers cluster, the goose yellow stamens radiate Charming aroma.

The whole person of Wen Baoshan is like a huge jasmine plant, growing on a hospital bed.

Sick and beautiful.

"Then I... became what it is now."