Chapter 110: There is a kind of person

Xilin took a piece of isolation suit handed over by the medical staff and walked into the intensive care unit.
After entering, Xilin discovered that Enji’s three hands were only one pair left. The original Enji was thin, and now it feels that only the bone frame is supported there.
Just now the medical staff told Xilin that Enji was hurt too much. Coupled with the genetic level of Enji, I am afraid that it will not last long. Even with the instrument, it can only take up to two days. The most important thing is that Engi does not mean to live.
Xilin walked down to Enji and sat down. He went to listen carefully to what Enji had to say. Enji is now having a hard time breathing. Every time he says a word, he has to use a lot of strength. However, although Enji is very slow, his voice is not Big, the pronunciation is very clear.
"Day...remember...take...come..."
"I will take it!"
Xilin got up and ran out. Enji said that the diary Xilin certainly knew which one was. Not long after, he took Chamonidine's diary to Enji.
"the last page……"
Xilin turned the diary to the last page. Although there were a lot of blanks in the middle of the notebook, the last page had words. It was a poem.
Enji looked in one direction, and there was a rack outside the guardianship with some items that were carried with the patient when they were brought in. Among them is the small toolbox of Enji.
Xilin took the toolbox and the medical staff wanted to poison the box, but Enji waved his hand, "No!"
When Xilin lifted the box, Enji raised his hand and grabbed it. He touched the box gently, opened it, and stroked it with a finger on the side of a small cell. After unlocking, Enji would put a hand inside. Take the key out. That is the key to Engi's work. On the starship, few people use the key without a password lock.
Enji handed the key to Xilin and placed it in Xilin's palm. The things in the workplace were not reassuring to others. Enji felt that only Xilin would understand the preciousness of the things inside.
Engi is breathing very hard now because he has removed the instrument from his head. Xilin wanted to put him back on the instrument and was rejected by Enji. "With these things... I can't hear it."
Enji slowed down and pointed at the note. He said to Xilin: "I remember that you are a person in the X-Star Zone, will you have a large-region language in the X-Star Zone?"
Xilin nodded.
Engi smiled in his eyes. "I haven't heard the language of the X-Star Zone for a long time. I used the regional language of the X-Star Zone to help me read the poem behind the note."
Enji said this sentence is flat, Xilin feels that Enji is talking with the last strength, but the eyes are bright, it seems to see the distant starlight.
Chamonidine was originally a person in the X-Star District. His dream was to become a free poet. Later, Chamonidin’s hometown was affected by the war. He met the third captain of the then, Nata, and was brought to the first by Nata. The three-point fleet became a member of the third team. Even in the third division, Chamonidine often writes poems, and each note and diary will have more or less poems.
At that time, Enji and some of the three teams listened to Dunnin to read poetry in his standard x-zone language.
However, those people died in the events of that year, and Enji was transferred to the sixth team before that, so he avoided the disaster, but if he asked Ng, he would rather work with those people. Together become the dust in the universe.
Enji's current age, with the age of the Autopone, is only one-third of the average age, but Enji has already met.
Xilin sat on the bed of Enji, flipped the notes open, looked at the last page of the poem, and slowly read it.
"From the paradise or the proximity of paradise,
With a hearty music,
The art of not carving is pouring your heart.
Go up, fly to the heights again,
Jumping up from the ground,
Like a light cloud of fire,
Through the blue sky,
Singing and flying forever, flying and singing.
The sun below the horizon,
Emits a golden electric light,
In the clear sky, Xia Weiyun steamed,
You are swimming in the sun,
The seemingly inconspicuous joy has just begun a rapid expedition.
Light purple dawn
Melt around your voyage,
Like the stars in the hollow,
Although it is not visible,
But you can hear your strong voice of joy -
That sharp music,
Like a silver starry sword,
Its strong light,
Dim in the morning sun,
Until it is difficult to distinguish, you can feel that it is in space.
......"
Very standard x-star regional language, medical staff do not understand, they are not people in the x-star area, sailing in the galaxy, as long as they understand the Star Alliance language, and they have always believed that in addition to hometown and Xingmeng language In addition, other languages ​​are hard and awkward, but now listening to the voice of Xilin, there is an unusual feeling. Like a breeze, smashing through the sand-filled ground, rolling up the dust, straight to the blue sky.
The light in the eyes of Enji is very soft, as if I have seen old friends many years ago.
The gene level of Engi is not high, and the average genetic level of Otto is c. However, it may be due to exposure to excessive rays. Engi’s genetic level is only d, and compared with the ordinary Outop Robust, Enji is poor and poor. The most happy day of Engi’s life was when Chamonidine was sailing inside the galaxy.
It turns out that it’s been almost 50 years without knowing it...
"...
As if in the desolate night,
Behind a lonely cloud,
The moon shines brightly, and the universe shines..."
After reading the poem, Xilin closed the note and looked at Enji, who closed his eyes and smiled, and took a slap.
"farewell."
The heartbeat displayed on the instrument has stopped.
Xilin walked out of Enji's ward, and the eight knives stood outside the ward. I don't know how long it stood.
Eight knives felt that they couldn't understand Xilin. They came to Xilin from Xilin, whether they were Yudi and Beaver, who were in the intensive care unit, or Dias who had already lost their arms from the dangerous period, or just The lost Enji, Xilin is calm and terrible. What is the real thought of this person?
Eight knives don't think that Xilin doesn't care about their life and death, but compared to Cary, Xilin's calmness is creepy, and there is no emotion on the face. But for the eyes, the eight knives have a kind of tolerance. Live the urge to retreat. Eight knives remembered what the predecessors said: There is a kind of person, when their emotions reach an extreme, it is the same as usual. If you encounter such a person, don’t provoke it, or else you will die. know.
"Xilin..." Eight knives want to say something, but after saying two words, nothing can be said.
"What happened to Udy and Beaver?" asked Xilin. The sound was so calm that I couldn’t hear a hint of emotion.
"The medical staff said that there is a turn for the better, as long as they have been through these two days, it is entirely up to them. The medicine may have side effects. It is not necessary, and everyone is afraid to use drugs."
Xilin nodded and walked over to see Udy's outside their guardianship. The dough sticked to the bezel and it looked like it hadn't eaten for a few days.
After looking at the situation, Xilin walked out.


Description: The poems in the article are taken from Shelley's "The Skylark".
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