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When I woke up, there was a faint smell of disinfectant around me, and everything in front of me was hazy. It seemed like my eyes were wrapped in gauze, and everything around me looked dark. I instinctively reached out to touch my eyes.
"Hey, don't touch that!"
A hand reached out to stop my action.
From the voice, I could tell it was my friend, Zhong Yang.
"I'm telling you, Song Xu, you really are something. The first time you went street racing with Chu Xi in college, you broke your leg and your Achilles tendon still hasn't fully healed. And now, for her, you're willing to give up your eyes too?"
"Haven't you learned your lesson?"
Even though I can't see, I can still imagine Zhong Yang's exasperated expression.
I raised a bitter smile and avoided answering him.
"What about her?"
"Are you being mean?"
Zhong Yang I suddenly sprang up from the sofa by the bed, and the angry voice exploded in my ears. I instinctively dodged, but he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he punched the head of my bed.
Zhong Yang Standing by my bed, he lowered his head as if searching for something.
"Look, look! Oh right, you can't see. Come, listen."
He turned the volume of his phone to the maximum and pressed it against my ear. The noisy sounds in the bar made me furrow my brow. Just as I was about to ask him to move it away, I recognized the voice of Chu Xi amid the clamor.
She seemed a bit drunk, her voice more lazy and lively than usual.
"You went street racing with that Liu Heyang for her, and ended up lying in the hospital for a day and a night with permanent retinal damage. She didn't even ask about it, and went to celebrate another man's birthday."
"You've finally woken up, but with your eyes covered in gauze, you can't see anything clearly. Instead of asking about your own eyes, your first concern is for her?"
Sometimes I want to hold back my own heart.
But it will always beat for Chu Xi, my joy and heartache are all tied to that person.
Always worry about what she worries about, be happy about what she's happy about, even if she pokes holes in me, I will still defend her, no, she didn't mean to do it.
I still hear the last words of Chu Xi echoing in my ears.
When she asked me to compete with Liu Heyang, I actually saw the playfulness in her expression, as if she was pleased to finally find a good excuse to reject me indirectly.
But I mistakenly thought that even if she said such words as a joke, there must be at least a little sincerity in them.
Is it possible that what I have been fighting for will end with just a joke?
"Zhong Yang, help me get discharged."
The air fell silent for a moment, and I could even faintly hear the gritting of Zhong Yang's teeth.
Finally, he sighed.
"Song Xu, there's no saving you."
After returning home, I have not been in contact with Chu Xi.
I slowly learned to feel the structure and furnishings of the house without using my eyes. I fell countless times in a day, and my shins were bruised all over.
Accidentally touching my arm, I felt some moisture. When I touched it, there was a stinging sensation, and I realized that the scab on my arm had started bleeding again.
I poured half a bottle of alcohol, waiting for the strong, pungent smell to gradually dissipate. I randomly grabbed a few pieces of paper and pressed them on top. The headache was stimulated again by the smell, and I stumbled back to the bedroom, holding my head and curling up on the bed, not knowing if I was in pain or had lost the strength to fall asleep. I was only awakened by the sound of the key turning in the door lock.
"Are you feeling better? I bought some food, do you want to eat something."
Chu Xi She occasionally comes over on weekends, but in my current state, my phone has long been thrown into a corner somewhere, naturally I didn't see her message.
I always prepare clean clothes for her early, change her into slippers by hand when she comes in, put fresh washed fruits on the table, and her favorite movie is already playing on the screen.
I will accompany her for a while, then go to the kitchen to cook her favorite food. As long as I turn around and see her sitting there, I feel happy.
But what she should see in the living room at this moment is probably a mess on the floor, with traces of not being cleaned for several days.
I didn't respond. She opened the door and saw me sleeping, didn't turn on the light, and didn't come in.
Not long after, the laughter of Chu Xi seeped through the unclosed door crack. I turned over, lying on my back in bed, clenching my fists, and the sheets had even more wrinkles.
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