Chapter 44 "May he have a worry-free year" [addition]
Chapter 44 "May he have a worry-free year" [addition]
Witnessing one's own death is more frightening than death itself.
In just three seconds, Qi Han felt desperately and clearly that his lungs were being squeezed crazily, and his heart was beating like it was about to explode.
The base of his tongue was swollen countless times, and it tightly blocked his throat like solid glue, preventing oxygen from entering and speech from coming out.
Alpha, who was thrown by his lover, collapsed on the ground in a bow shape. Looking at the direction Fu Ge left, he couldn't even call for help.
"Save...uh...brother save me...no—don't die..."
I can't die yet, I'm getting married... I'm getting married... I'm going to have a family... I can't die here...
There was a choked and tearing sound in his mouth, his protruding eyes were fixed on the date displayed on the phone screen, his twisted body convulsed and trembled, and he desperately reached into his coat pocket to take out the pen.
Just before dying of suffocation, he bit open the pen, pulled out the ink cartridge, then raised his hand suddenly, and plunged the pen tube into his throat without hesitation.
"Well--"
The severe pain of tearing caused the alpha to grunt, but the trachea that was opened was also flooded with fresh oxygen.
Qi Han knelt on the ground with his forehead on the ground, sucking in oxygen like a newborn, with tears and snot all over his face.
In fact, he has never practiced first aid in related fields, and only occasionally heard his father mention that suffocating patients can be rescued by opening the trachea.
In other words, the operation of a dead horse as a living horse doctor just now, if he got a little bit off track, he would go directly to see the King of Hades.
Fortunately, God spared his life.
Slowly moving his body and paralyzed on the spot, he didn't dare to move the hand holding the pen, for fear that if he loosened it a little bit, blood would spurt out.
Layers of snow wrapped his body, it was icy cold, and the wind on the top of the mountain blew his whole body through. Alpha's panting was still chaotic and weak, and his eyes couldn't stop crying. His empty eyes looked at Fu Ge's leaving place without blinking. direction.
That back figure that was so determined that he didn't want to take another look at him caused him a thousand times more pain than death itself.
But what was even more painful was that he suddenly realized that little Beta had been lying on the ground like this after being tortured until he lost his voice, watching him leave in despair, unable to even yell "help me"...
Did you ever look back at him at that time?
Did you help him put on a clothes that barely cover his body?
Have you ever wondered if he will die of thirst, starve to death, freeze to death...or even despair to end his life when he doesn't know?
The answer is no, neither.
It's just that after being abandoned by his lover for 5 minutes, Qi Han has already collapsed to the point of despair, so his little song... how will he survive those fourteen days... and survive the remaining five years when life is worse than death...
That was his best age, the most sincere love, the most elusive desire, even before the nightmare came, he was still naively imagining a happy future for himself and his lover.
"It's all ruined by me...it's all my fault..."
Qi Han knelt on the ground in a daze, looking at the mountains in the distance with his swollen eyes, tears of shame trickling down into threads.
It will never be the suffering itself that makes his life worse than death, but after experiencing how painful they are, he realizes that his lover has endured these sufferings thousands of times before he knew it.
Qi Han almost half-climbed down the mountain.
If you take two steps, you will stumble. If you can get up, you will continue to walk. If you can’t get up, you will lie there and slow down. After a breath, you can prop yourself up and continue to wander downstream, just like a lonely ghost who can’t find a home. .
He called 120 for himself, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone to take a picture down the mountain, and at the same time found a rock music and played it out, turning the volume to the maximum, in an attempt to attract the attention of strangers.
When I got down to the last gentle slope, I finally lost my strength, and the whole person fell headfirst.
"Hey! Dude!" A pair of arms caught him before touching the ground, Qi Han half-opened his eyes and looked up, it turned out to be the Tibetan boy who gave him a drink.
"What's wrong with you?" The young man raised him up in a panic, calling for help from people in the distance.
It was too dark and he didn't see the pen stuck in Qi Han's neck, thinking that he was frozen on the mountain and wanted to give him wine to drink again.
It took Qi Han a lot of effort to push him away, the swollen base of his tongue couldn't speak clearly: "There seems to be... pistils, walnuts... in the wine..."
"That's right, walnut dew is added, my partner likes it, do you think it tastes good too!"
Qi Han: "..."
Qi Han: "I'm allergic, take me to the hospital..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground, unconscious.
The young man sent him to the nearest hospital for examination, infusion, and prescription. A series of procedures were fast and steady. Qi Han woke up in less than three hours, but the swelling in his eyes and tongue had not subsided.
After the young man learned that his wine had made him allergic, he felt so guilty that he kept apologizing in Tibetan and Chinese mixed with Hurricane.
Qi Han waved his hand to make him stop, saying that he was fine, and walnuts were indeed not a common source of allergies, and few people would specifically remind them.
"Hmm... Did anyone come here when I was unconscious?" The question he asked felt ridiculous to himself.
Unexpectedly, the young man immediately became excited: "Is that the one with the pink hair! The one who won the horse race today! The one who speaks softly, and has a not so obvious dimple on the left cheek!"
"Yes! It's him!" Qi Han sat up eagerly, the place where the needle was injected was bleeding, and asked anxiously: "He has been here? What time did he come? Did he say anything? Is he still outside now! "
Boy: "Huh? No, I just asked if it was him."
The corners of the curved mouth froze for an instant, and the light in Qi Han's eyes suddenly disappeared. He nodded, and then nodded again, "Okay, I understand."
"Are you looking for your boyfriend?" The young man smiled and leaned over: "You tell me his hotel, and I can pick him up for you."
"No need..." Qi Han said, "He should be asleep already."
Even if you don't sleep, you probably don't want to come.
"Wake up when you fall asleep, your injury is serious!"
The young man pointed to the gauze wrapped around his neck, recalling the scene with the pen stuck in it, he was still terrified. He had never seen such a brutal self-rescue method.
"The doctor said that there are still examinations to be done later, and you need someone to accompany you. You don't know the place where you live here. If you don't find a boyfriend, who else can you find?"
Qi Han looked a little lonely, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, this injury is nothing to me, let him rest in the hotel."
People will become vulnerable when they are injured, especially in completely unfamiliar places.
He had to cover his entire arm with the quilt so that he wouldn't scream in fear, and cold sweat was profuse on his back where the young man couldn't see.
He really wanted to call Fu Ge and listen to his voice, even if it was a word, but he didn't dare.
He was afraid that what was waiting for him was his lover's disgusting "Don't bother me" again.
The boy insisted on staying after knowing that he had no one to accompany him, but was forced away by Qi Han. It was already one or two o'clock in the morning, and his boyfriend was still waiting at the door, so the little omega was so sleepy that he kowtowed in circles like a tumbler, Qi Han couldn't help but look at it.
You can't separate others just because you have no one to accompany you.
After the people left, he had another two hours of fluid infusion. His energy and physical strength had already been exhausted, and he was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, but he still dared not sleep.
One is that no one helps him look at the medicine, if the infusion is empty and the needle is not pulled out, the blood will return.
One is that he still can't overcome the fear of needle points. As soon as he closes his eyes, his mind is full of images of being abused. He doesn't want to fall asleep and cry in his dreams.
He has had enough embarrassment today.
Just like this, I kept my eyes open all night, and only managed to sleep for half an hour when it was dawn.
After only three days of the 30-day honeymoon trip, Qi Han seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and the energy he barely maintained when he set off was completely dissipated.
This scene that both of them knew well was simply absurd and comical. It was not only Fu Ge who was about to be unable to perform, but also him.
He didn't stay in the hospital for a long time, and when the swelling on his face disappeared, he was discharged by himself. He covered the gauze around his neck with the high collar of his sweater, and there was no abnormality except for some light red rashes around his eyes. .
In fact, there is no need to be so anxious, but Qi Han misses him so much.
This is not a honeymoon trip, it is simply a countdown to death given to him by Fu Ge. After one day, he will be one step closer to the eternal hell.
He has nothing extravagant to ask for now, he just wants to see his own light more on the last journey of his life.
But when he hurried to the hotel, the light had already been picked up by someone else.
He watched Fu Ge come out of the hotel with his own eyes, surrounded by the girl who confessed to him yesterday, the girl held his arm intimately, and the two got into a taxi talking and laughing.
Little Beta's face was relaxed and comfortable like never before.
A few minutes later, he received the first message from Fu Ge in two days: I want to walk alone today, don't look for it.
Qi Han hid in the corner, looked at the shadow of the car going away, and replied "OK".
He suddenly thought of chatting with that Tibetan guy before the horse race yesterday, and the other party wished him and Fu Ge happiness.
But Qi Han didn't even dare to answer the simplest blessing, and he only dared to answer "maybe" with all his strength.
But today, he couldn't even say maybe, because he realized that Fu Ge was happier with anyone than with him.
Qi Han waited in the hotel for nine hours, mostly sitting there.
He sat in his room for eight hours and 59 minutes, and sat in Fu Ge's room for 15 seconds. He didn't dare to stay longer, for fear that his pheromone would get on the mattress, and little beta would get annoyed if he smelled it.
Even if he was crazy, he wanted to hug the quilt that Fu Ge slept on.
No one came back until ten o'clock in the evening, so he called the front desk and ordered a light supper for Fu Ge, and ordered it to be delivered later.
Qi Han wrapped his coat and walked out of the hotel, ready to meet Kang Zhuo.
Kang Zhuo was the Tibetan guy who made walnut milk wine. As compensation for his allergies, he promised Qi Han that he would teach him to pray.
Just like what Fu Ge did for him on the mountain alone five years ago.
Before going up the mountain, he purposely found a souvenir shop and bought a well-made khata, white, which was the same as the one Fu Ge won in the horse race.
Qi Han put it on himself in front of the mirror, pretending that it was given by Fu Ge.
Traditional blessing ceremonies are generally carried out at night.
When the night falls, it begins, and the morning light of dawn coats the Ghenie Mountain with magnificent gold and ends.Kang Zhuo told him that words of blessing are more pious in Tibetan, and that Snow Mountain will help you protect your loved ones.
"Then you translate it into Tibetan for me, so I can read it accordingly?"
"Of course!" Kang Zhuo smiled honestly.
He took out a pen and paper, translated Qi Han's words word by word, and then taught him to read, first of all, the name of the person being blessed.
"His name is Fu Ge, the song of singing."
"Song, what a beautiful name."
Qi Han smiled lightly, "Well, he is a very beautiful and gentle boy."
Kang Zhuo nodded, and said while writing: "Next is your name, Qi Han, which Han?"
He heard Qi Han introduce himself in the hospital, but he didn't know which two words it was.
"Don't! Don't write my name..."
Qi Han stopped him for a while, but found that he was not stopped, he was stunned for two seconds, and said: "Change another paper, don't put my name with him."
He avoided his name like he avoided dirty things, as if he was something inauspicious and unclean, and he didn't want Fu Ge to touch it, not even the word Qi Han.
Kang Zhuo didn't understand, "But praying is a matter between two people, Xueshan will bless you both together."
Qi Han just smiled: "Don't bother, no one can protect me..."
"You are really strange." Kang Zhuo scratched his head in doubt, although he didn't understand, he listened to him and changed a piece of paper.
"Come on, say your wish, and I will translate it for you."
Qi Han held the prayer wheel and faced the mountain. After a long silence, he finally spoke. His voice was lonely and gentle, as if the night wind was blowing over the hills.
"I wish my lover good health, happiness, and a hundred years of worry-free life."
"Secondly, may he get his wish, avenge his revenge, and walk out of the nightmare."
"Three wishes for him...to have a life-long partner worthy of entrustment, and a cute and brave child, a family of three, happy and happy."
"Four wishes... wish...my little song...don't meet me in the next life..."
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When people reach the point of desperation, it seems that they will become superstitious and entrust their wishes to God.
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