[Shenya] Aphasia

Chapter 20

"Craniotomy and evacuation of hematoma? Young master, this doesn't seem like an area of ​​your concern."

In the dark study room, only the light of the computer screen flickered, and the square screen printed two light sails on the man's pupils.Link enjoys the atmosphere, which allows him to focus on what he wants to do, such as crafting a development plan or writing a serious blog.But this time he was sitting here just to chat with people?

The small window on the screen was beating, and the other party replied in a slightly surprised and slightly mocking tone.

"Miss Doctor, you just need to answer my question." Link was a little dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay. You know people in our business... are not very good at humor." The other party sent a grin, "So, what do you need to know?"

"A friend of mine needs such an operation." Link finished typing this sentence, picked up the breeze that was on hand and swallowed a big gulp. The strong flavor of peach and fresh orange mixed will make people fall into sweetness. The smell of dreams.

"Oh? Show me his medical records and examination materials."

Link quickly passed a compressed package that had been prepared.

"It seems that you have put a lot of thought into this." The other party began to tease his proficiency as expected.

"...I can't just watch him jump into the fire pit."

"No, no, no, I bet," Link felt that his chat partner's typing speed had slowed down, probably because he was looking at Allen's profile.However, within a few minutes, he still received a long text, "The years you worked under that old man in Rouberier turned you into a nosy troublemaker, Link, no matter how the world changes It's not your turn to be the savior. You have too many things to run for, which is why after all these years, you haven't been able to give yourself a home."

He frowned: "I don't need that kind of thing."

"Oh, but that's not so bad, is it?"

It's not bad.

The thought came to Link when he left his seat to get a drink in the living room.

He went downstairs with bare feet, found the refrigerator in the dark, and took out a bag of coffee beans that had been randomly tied up in a plastic bag.No one could have imagined that a person who could even twist the short hair on his shirt and throw it into the trash can with a straight face, would have such an unkempt private life.Maybe he needs an hourly worker?Or a "home"?

"You can't drink wine and coffee at the same time. I think you are tired of work."

The other party's words just now came to mind suddenly.Link thought for a while, put the coffee beans back, and struggled to find a crumbled box of orange juice in the messy refrigerator, two weeks before the expiration date.

When he was biting the straw of orange juice and preparing to go upstairs, there were lights flickering in his peripheral vision, and those lights came from the balcony facing the street of the community.

It was almost late at night, there shouldn't be anyone at this point.

So Link lifted the curtain and walked onto the balcony. A bright light happened to sweep over, and he wailed and covered his eyes.

The man living opposite was drunk again. His wife dumped the black Hummer into the garage, got out and slammed the door, dragging the alcoholic husband out of the passenger seat involuntarily.He kept swearing and cursing.

"How many times have I warned you not to have anything to do with that group of people again. You've had a good drink, I just want to hit you on the head with the new spatula I bought this afternoon!"

"I said it was just an accident." The man leaned half on the woman's body and rubbed his temples, annoyed.

"Accident? My God!" The woman screamed, "This is the first time I've left you alone after drinking! If in the past...you stepped on my foot, you idiot!"

She kicked her man back fiercely: "It's fine if it's the past, tomorrow is little Katie's birthday! She was still dreaming about her father putting a gift on her bedside, but she didn't know that he was empty-handed like a homeless man. Sitting on the street corner like a man!"

Link couldn't help clapping his hands lightly, and made a silent gesture to the woman looking over.

If their noises wake up the noisy neighbor's chihuahua...it's too late to say anything.

The woman woke up like a dream, she shrugged the purse she was carrying for her husband, and smiled awkwardly at Link.

"I'm really sorry, this bastard just lost his job, and I'm also emotionally unstable. I didn't mean to disturb you, but life is really terrible recently... Good night, Mr. Link."

However, tomorrow, you will still carefully buy balloons and paper flowers for your daughter, call all her friends, prepare a sumptuous dinner, pick her up from school, and before that, you will kiss at the gate when you say goodbye Tell me to be safe... Link thought helplessly.A complete family will eventually be envied. No matter how much friction there is, others will think that this is a beautiful and normal track.

Unfortunately, not everyone has such good luck.Some people give up all the so-called "right track" without hesitation for the sake of love.

He wants to witness.

It might add a welcome gift to his routine.

When he returned to the study, the message in the chat window advising him not to drink coffee followed several other messages.

"I hope you're joking! Such a young aphasic?"

"I've seen his MRI report and I think he's going to need a craniotomy with a craniotomy, and it's not going to be minimally invasive in that damn position, it's tricky."

"How is he now? Is he conscious? Is he lethargic? Are his pupils dilated?"

"You call him out, I'll take him for another CT, and chat with him by the way."

Link was stunned for a long time after reading such a long list of messages, and only typed back: "He is not in Manchester."

"Oh, you mean he's not from Manchester?"

"He is, but in London."

The other party was silent for a while, and then replied after a long while: "I see, I will ask my classmates who live in London to help take care of this kid, don't you mind?"

Link curled his lips. Professional communication obviously does not require his beak, and of course he doesn't mind.

"That girl is a famous lady, please be gentle with your little troublemaker."

"Don't worry about that." Link laughed.

When everything is silent, faint movements become easy to detect.Suddenly, there was a delicate sound of paper being crumbled outside the window at night. Although it was almost inaudible, it was indeed raining.

The spring rain came without warning, and the window glass was covered in an instant, like tears all over the face.

Mana D. Campbell began to worry about the clothes drying at home. Although he had a younger brother in the family, the kid was probably still spending time and drinking outside, and the remaining [-]% ​​was sitting at home and playing movies at the highest volume. Rain didn't notice either.

The shattered raindrops turned into countless silver threads under the dim light. Mana turned his eyes from the window back to the room, and Allen still looked up at himself. Seriously waiting for his recovery and reply.

He said, let's not do this again.

"How?"

He blurted out.

Allen's eyebrows trembled: "This is the way it is now, Mana. I am alone, and you are alone. Let's stop doing those things that tie us to the past."

Only when he needs to cut his heart, Allen will resent why he has encountered such a disease. Short sentences with poor meaning make him unable to express his thoughts well. After the cheerful illusion disappeared, it is even more difficult for him to understand. know yourself.He still wants to say a lot, saying that Allen Walker wants to be an independent individual, he has love and ideals, he no longer regards someone as a reliance, and he no longer feels at ease with other people's protection and commitment-only in this way can he It is the best way not to fall too hard.

The man in front of him was almost the same as he had known many years ago. He used to chase him and learned everything about him, including skills and character.But now he had to get rid of those things and accept that he wasn't as gentle as Mana, and he wasn't that forgiving.The guy who is full of worries and eager to change, who is worried about gains and losses, and even has a bad temper like Kanda Yu, is himself.

How could Mana not understand.

The hand he put on Alian's shoulder was cold, and the chill that invaded his fingertips was beyond his control.Allen also noticed the temperature change from the other party's palm. He thought he had screwed up the conversation, and he was about to apologize.

"Alian, I think I must have let you down." Mana paused, and added at the moment when the other party frowned, "I let you down on yourself."

Allen froze.

"I think you are right. I should keep a distance from you and your life, and stop using this to threaten you to recall your past self."

Allen hesitated to speak.

"I seem to finally understand that boy. He is indeed much smarter than me... I have to thank him."

Thank him for taking you from me, and thank him for restoring your tenacity.

Mana came to believe that, despite possessing his memories, his love for Yu Kanda was greater than anything else.Thinking of this, the long-standing resentment melted away, he shouldn't always deliberately bring up his old things, caramel biscuits, music classroom and piano room, seniors and juniors, as if they were buried in the soil by the waves of time , let them gradually dim until they are buried.

Why is he so stupid? All he wanted was Allen's obedience, but Kanda Yu racked his brains to get Allen to leave.Good thing they don't compete!Otherwise, the judgment will be judged.

Allen looked up at his eyes, there were erratic emotional fragments in those honey-colored eyes, maybe there was love, maybe not, but it was no longer important to him.Because the land representing Allen and Mana is too barren, he has feelings that need to be cultivated, so why not Mana?

"Neia, is he alright?"

"Pretty good, indulgent as always."

Mana smiled wryly. There were too many turbulent factors in his life, but this younger brother showed an unusual stability. I don't know if he should be happy.The twins of the Campbell family, lawful good and chaotic evil, are in extreme opposition but suppress each other, reaching a delicate balance.

"If you need help, please don't forget me. Mana and Neia are my friends," Allen emphasized, "and always will be."

"Of course." Mana resisted the soreness in his eyes and replied softly.

There were bursts of spring thunder outside the window, and the rain made the sound of beating on the window lattice.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. There is something wrong with the rhythm of the section just now." Mana clapped his hands, leaned over and pressed his hands on the score, "Listen to me again, listen carefully."

Allen listened attentively, and smiled: "I think this is better."

He played it again, modifying the tempo of those few notes.Mana bit his lip and thought for a while, then his eyes lit up: "Just change it like that."

"I think you should continue." Whenever he wants to discuss something seriously, he always looks very sincere. "To tell you the truth, I still look forward to you. It's a pity to give up music like this."

Allen shook his head: "I won't continue, and I won't give up."

He pressed a chord with his right hand, and whispered in the reverberation: "I just want to end it first."

"It's not necessary anymore, and never will be."

The moment the chord fell and the familiar melody flowed out from his fingertips, Mana smiled.

There is no Englishman who does not know "Greensleeves".The music that reverberates in Hyde Park, and the music that flows in the BBC's major TV programs.When he was a child, Allen played the music over and over again with his father on the toy piano, and when he was a teenager, Allen and his beloved Mana sat in the spotlight for the first time.

"This song is very suitable for rainy days, right?" Allen smiled and closed his eyes, "But I don't always think of it because of rainy days."

We are considered by others to hit it off, but people will not always think of me when they see you.

You say I am suitable for music, but I don't want to always be recognized for music.

I just, wanna be "Alan Walker".

In rainy England, the spring rains covered most of the island nation, and the climate map was blue.

Probably because the rain can stimulate people's complex moods too much. In another more restless city, a red-haired young man opened the door and rushed into the sky full of water.

"I knew it would become like this a long time ago, so I wouldn't have waited hopelessly for your return back then."

"But I have to do this!" The girl ran out holding an umbrella and raised it over her boyfriend's head.The rabbi was a head taller than she, and she had to straighten her arms.

"So? You go back to China, that's where we end up?" The rabbi smiled wryly, "Or should I leave everything in England and accompany you to be a door-to-door son-in-law?"

Li Nali was at a loss for words and could not answer for a long time.

"I won't stop you, of course I won't stop you. Just you have to tell me," the rabbi took the umbrella and turned it back to the top of the girl's own head, and stroked the top of her head with the other hand, the soft touch was still so reassuring , "What about the future?"

"I'll ask my brother..."

"I'm asking yourself!" exclaimed the rabbi angrily.

"That's me!" Li Nali also yelled, "Rabbi, don't you understand? I've never been alone. I'm the daughter of my parents, Komyi's sister, your girlfriend, Allen and the others. Best friend...you are free, but I am not. Compared to you, I am really poor."

"This is what I have been told since I was a child. Everyone is always more important than individuals, and harmony is always more important than individuality. Maybe I have reason to refute, but I shouldn't refute, because they also treat me in the same way. They take care of me. If I put all my eggs in one basket and don't care They, no matter how correct my theory is, I'm the bastard. That's why I have to go back, I love you, and I love them, so I can't get out..." The always cheerful Chinese girl started to cry, "Rabbi, I can't get out."

The rabbi stared blankly at her, his lowered hand clenched into a fist.

"I was still wondering how it is possible for two people who grew up separated by oceans to develop love without the slightest estrangement. Your appearance made me start to question myself, but now it seems that I am still right."

"You're not wrong, but you don't have to convince me." He smiled and pressed his index finger to Li Nali's lips, "Some conflicts cannot be reconciled after all, so why not treat it in a more worthy way."

"Silly girl, do you believe in freedom?" The rabbi held her face and gently pecked those soft thin lips, which smelled like cherry lipstick. "Give me a month, and I will take you to find freedom." .”

Li Nali looked at the big boy with a forced smile in front of her, and couldn't help crying while hugging his neck.

I hope we can never be separated from each other, and we can grow through the experience of love.May we be broad-minded and accept injustice and unhappiness.May we stand up and grow into a tree with the same energy and branches that cannot be broken by the wind. May we all have good luck.May our prayers reach heaven and we all be blessed.

The woman wears glasses, and two thick braids hang down her shoulders.Her head is almost buried in the flying papers on the table, she is very serious, which seems unnatural in a Starbucks, but her lips are pursed to reveal her nervousness.

Allen tugged the hem of his shirt in a panic. This was the first time in more than 20 years?He even asked the lady to wait for him at the agreed place.He obviously arrived 10 minutes earlier, but this woman... He dared to bet that she must have been sitting here half an hour ago.

Allen, who was thinking so, stepped forward with a black line: "I'm sorry..."

"Mr. Walker, right?" The other party raised his head suddenly, speaking unexpectedly fluently, as if he had rehearsed countless times in his brain, "My name is Wax Flower, it doesn't matter, I'm used to arriving early."

"Oh." Allen's eyebrows twitched, and he stretched out his hand with a smile, "Miss Wax Flower, you can call me Allen directly."

Wahua opened her mouth wide and was stunned for a long time, blushing inexplicably.

"Miss Wax Flower... Is there something wrong with you?"

"Oh, oh, don't worry, I'm fine, I'm just," Wax Flower hurriedly waved her hand, obviously she hadn't rehearsed this passage, and she stammered a lot, "I think you look good, if there is another blooming bouquet The red roses... no no no! I don't mean what you think, I just think... God, sew my mouth shut!"

Allen was successfully amused. According to Link, this person is one of the youngest doctors at the Cambridge Medical School, and he looks younger than him.

"Really? Thank you."

"No, you're welcome..."

Wax Flower was dumbfounded.

She didn't know how many girls would be instantly captured by such a smile. That peaceful smiling face couldn't be described as handsome or cute, but pointed directly at the peace of mind in his heart, obviously he was the one whose life was hanging by a thread.

At that moment, she had already made up her mind.She will do her best to help him heal.

-TBC.