At night, Xia Qi was in his bedroom, listening to the crying from next door. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What's wrong with Tianqi, I finally woke up, how could I not even recognize us."

"Once a person is sick, his mentality and other aspects will become different from the past, and it is normal for Tianqi to say some inexplicable words if he is still seriously injured in the head."

"Normal what normal! Is it normal for him to say that we are all fake, that we are all ghosts? ”

"Then don't worry, let's take him to the hospital again tomorrow."

"Can I not be in a hurry, your father looks like that day by day, Tianqi finally woke up and became nervous, how can you let me not be in a hurry, is there any hope for this day!"

“……”

Because the two of them were arguing so loudly, Xia Qi could hear it clearly in his own bedroom even if he didn't open the door and went out.

It's as if memories are broken in the middle and then split into two distinct parts.

In part of his memory, he has friends such as Leng Yue, Mu Zixi, Zhao Jingshu, etc., he is a very powerful manager, and he is integrating the forces of the second domain, preparing for the all-round invasion of ghosts in the future.

He thinks the memory is very real, but if he is really that strong, he will not even be able to stand up, he can only sit in a wheelchair, and live like a waste person and cannot take care of himself?

Or is it that all this he is in now is an illusion, all fake, but why has it been so long, almost 3 months have passed, but there is still no half a ghost appearing, and there is nothing strange at home?

"Is everything I thought was just a long dream?"

Xia Qi suddenly became very disappointed and lost, because compared to himself who was in the outer realm and tried to hold his fate in his hands, he was now completely a worthless waste.

He didn't want to be a waste, but now he didn't seem to have a choice.

He was waiting, he was verifying, he was hoping that he was just living in a false illusion, and when the illusion dissipated, he was still his old self, and he was still planning to fight for his own fate.

But several months had passed, so long that he had almost resigned himself to his fate, but the status quo had not changed at all.

"Zhuang Zhou Mengdie? Dish Dream Village Week? ”

Xia Qi felt that he couldn't tell whether he was in a fantasy or a reality.

The next day, despite his objections, his parents eventually took him to the hospital again, and after learning more about him, a psychiatrist explained to them:

"Your son's situation is more special, he has been in a coma for a long time, and under normal circumstances, people fall asleep, and 2 to 3 hours of dreaming is enough to make the dream scene clear.

If it takes a little longer, it can even be completely described when you wake up.

However, if the head is severely injured and in a deep coma, then it is very likely that the patient will spend the rest of his life in the dream, or even longer.

This may be the case with him, because he has been asleep for so long that there is a split, and dreams and reality are not very clear.

Prescribe him some relief medicine to take first, but the focus is still to enlighten him, otherwise if he continues to do this, it will be easy to go to extremes after a long time.

Because he doesn't feel that the world he lives in now is real, and he thinks that if he wakes up, he can go back to that world. ”

Hearing the doctor's words, Xia Qi's parents were very worried, and hurriedly said to the doctor:

"Yesterday he quarreled with me because of this incident, and he was also very emotionally unstable, we both worked during the day, and no one was at home at home......"

"The best thing is to have someone to accompany him, otherwise if he stays alone for a long time, even normal people will be cranky, let alone people who have problems in this area.

The two of you go back and discuss this matter, this kind of anti-mental medicine itself cannot be completely cured, it can only be alleviated, and it may backfire after a long time.

You can observe for a while, if not, I suggest you find a psychologist and try to enlighten regularly.

There is no better way than that.

Now I think he is still very quiet, but once this condition worsens, he is likely to have suicidal behavior, and then he will have to be forcibly treated. ”

The doctor's words made Xia Qi's heart feel extremely lost, because it does sound very reasonable, usually even if you dream for a long time, you will feel a little dazed after waking up, let alone a person like him, who has been sleeping for three years.

For three years, almost half of them were in dreams, and it was naturally difficult to distinguish between dreams and reality after waking up.

"Is it true that everything is fake?"

Xia Qi was deeply frightened by this.

Back at home, Xia Qi looked very lost, and he always lowered his head and didn't say a word.

"Tianqi, Mom can understand your pain, and she also knows that it is difficult for you to accept all this.

But Mom hopes that you can cheer up, you are still young after all, as long as you keep exercising, you will soon be able to live like a normal person.

Three years is a short time, and it's not worth mentioning compared to a lifetime, so don't lose a big deal because of a small thing.

Mom and Dad really want to be at home with you, but there is really no way, so I can only accompany you out on the weekend, but I will try to let your grandfather be at home, and you two can have a companion. ”

"I'm fine at home."

"I know you may have a problem with your grandfather, but he ......"

"I said, I just want to rest quietly at home by myself, and I don't need anyone to accompany me!"

Xia Qi roared like a vent, and then he didn't care what his mother said, he turned his wheelchair and went back to his room.

When he returned, tears poured out of his eyes, and he buried his head deep in the crook of his arm, as if to say goodbye to the past in his dreams.

For the next period of time, Xia Qi stayed in his bedroom all day and all night and refused to go out, even if he was called out by his mother, he only ate a bite of food quickly, and then returned to the room and locked the bedroom door.

He began to try to recover, to try to walk, but after many days, he still couldn't even stand still.

Even when he stood in a wheelchair, his legs would tremble violently, and his muscles would turn pale with pain.

"Why is this happening! Why is this happening!! ”

Xia Qi slammed his fist against the wall hard, and the huge contrast between dream and reality made him extremely disappointed in his current state.

It's like when you've put in all your efforts and you're just about to see a glimmer of light, only to suddenly someone wake you up next to you and tell you very cruelly that it was just a dream, and you still have nothing.