My Healing Games

Chapter 995 Flowers Blooming in the Deep Sea

The sound of the sea was incredibly calm. He seemed to have been considering the matter, which he couldn't tell anyone, for a long time, so at the moment of making the decision, he was calmer than anyone else.

The farewell of a sea may seem sudden, but it is actually the result of countless foreshadowings. Every drop of seawater is a cry for help, but people only perceive it as a sea.

"It must have been really tough for you to hold on until now..."

Han Fei tried to swim downstream, but when he swam into the deep sea, everything he owned was left behind.

The ghost markings on his body were fading, and it seemed that only he could reach the depths of that sea.

As his memories of his neighbors slowly faded, Han Fei glanced back and saw that they hadn't left.

No one stopped Han Fei; they simply reached out their hands, ready to grab him if he wanted to come back.

Exhaustion swept over him, and he could hardly distinguish between day and night. Han Fei tried to communicate with the voices in the sea, but all he got in response was silence and sinking.

The light on the sea had disappeared, and what illuminated Han Fei were fragments of memories of being with his neighbors.

“I don’t want to leave, but it’s really painful. I don’t know what to do. I don’t want you to be sad, but I feel like I can’t hold on any longer.”

"It feels like there's a rotten tooth in my heart. It's throbbing and makes me tremble all over. I can't find a way to cure it, so after hesitating for a long time, I decided to have it pulled out."

“To end it all at once, you could say I’m selfishly trying to end it all.”

The shadow in the sea floated alone, and only Han Fei swam towards him in the entire ocean.

The ghostly markings on his body were washed away by the seawater, and everything Han Fei experienced in the deep world turned into colorful bubbles. He was losing everything, but he still swam towards the deep sea: "They have the world to accompany them, I will accompany you."

"You've done a great job, you've tried your best, thank you for listening to me, could you wait a little longer?"

"Let me swim to your side, let me get close to you."

The depths of the sea are cold, lonely, and dark, like an endless prison, like my life.

"Too obsessive, too gentle, too caring, so they can't forget. They don't understand how there can be such a person."

"Yes, I am fragile, useless, and I am already in tears just saying this. I can't control myself. I also want to see kites, see flowers bloom, raise a cat, and run on the grass with my dog. There were so many things I wanted to do, but now I just want to leave without so much pain."

“I know these are things that are not allowed to be said, but even if they are not allowed to be said, they still exist.”

“I did not feel despair, really, I have never felt despair. In my view, no choice leads to despair; they are just my choices. It is you who define despair for me.”

"Smile comfortably, draw back the curtains and stand in the afternoon sun, then give yourself a hug."

The sound of the seawater entered his heart, and Han Fei finally touched the enormous corpse in the deep sea that resembled an isolated island.

His hand touched the island, embracing it into his arms.

"We've come so far."

"We've already endured so long."

"Don't let this sea drown you; when you wake up, the sun will rise."

The laughing ghostly patterns were washed away by the seawater, and now Han Fei had nothing left. His arms, which were wrapped around the isolated island, were covered with terrible bloody marks. Everything that had happened in that voice was now happening to him.

His mind was foggy, he couldn't breathe, and Han Fei's blood floated in the sea.

“I don’t know who you are, but I know you must be feeling very helpless right now.”

"When you made that choice in your heart, you must have already tried all the other paths. You did very well, you tried your best."

Two different kinds of blood rose from the deep sea and slowly blended together, as if a bright flower had bloomed on the seabed.

“I am the same kind of person as you. Even at this moment, I have the thought of giving up.”

“I locked myself in my room and shut out all information. Later, I forgot from which moment I started to change.”

"It's like seeing that girl, preparing to grow a bouquet of flowers in a place where the sun will never shine."

"I know her flowerpot will never bloom, but looking at her earnest expression, I seem to see a reflection of myself from a long time ago."

“I don’t want that little girl to end up like me, so I’m going to do something: I’m going to be their sunshine.”

As ghost blood mingled with fresh blood, Han Fei's body slowly sank into the isolated island, his soul gradually merging with the enormous corpse.

Looking up, Han Fei saw his neighbors still standing on the road he had come from, all of them watching him.

"The night is long, but when you wake up, the sun will surely rise."

As his last wisp of consciousness merged with the massive corpse, Han Fei felt no discomfort; it was as if he had returned home.

He had a similar experience in the world of memories in the shrine of paradise, but this time it was even smoother than he remembered, and his will spread to every corner of the corpse.

When he opened his eyes again, he had become that enormous corpse, a corpse that had been dead for who knows how long.

Surrounded by the deep sea, even if the size were magnified countless times, the sea would still have no boundaries.

Unable to reach the seabed, pain and despair pulled him further down, but the sounds from the sea disappeared.

Slowly clenching his hands, Han Fei stopped looking at the deep seabed and looked up together with the lonely corpse floating in the deep sea.

This place is so far from the sea that no light can be seen, so far that it is impossible to return to normal, but Han Fei still manipulated the corpse to reach out its hand.

The icy seawater washed over the wound, and I endured the chilling and piercing pain.

He was exhausted; he had used up all his strength just fighting his emotions.

He wanted to swim upstream, but even after experiencing all sorts of terrible and desperate trials in the world, he still couldn't do it.

It's very difficult, really very difficult.

What can be done easily on land requires all one's willpower in the deep sea. Even someone like Han Fei could only manage to keep his outstretched hand from falling.

His fingertips stretched upwards desperately, and the blood-red ghost patterns wrapped around his wrists like ropes.

In the deep sea, Han Fei saw the other side of the rope, where ghosts from the deeper world were grasping at their shared memories.

"Don't sink! And don't let go!"

Everyone falls into despair, everyone breaks down, everyone encounters wounds that are difficult to heal, but Han Fei was lucky. When he was about to sink to the bottom of the sea, the people he had once held tightly grabbed him desperately.

The enormous corpse of Dugu, submerged in the sea, clutched a rope formed from blood-red ghost patterns. The fates of two desperate souls were intertwined, and neither of them let go.

Because I felt his heartbeat, because I carried his hopes, because we were each other's support.

Life is heavy, as heavy as an endless sea; life is also light, vanishing in the wind with just a few words.

I don't understand the meaning of life. I just want to watch the stars fall and the sun rise with you.

"Don't sink, don't let go!"

The enormous corpse, submerged in the deep sea, was dragged upwards little by little. Fragments of memories burst forth with unimaginable power; they were incredibly small, yet dared to challenge this deep sea.

One by one, the black bubbles burst, and the corpse, immersed in despair, slowly opened its eyes. In its eyes, which were filled with pain and tears, there was an unusual look. The emotion that appeared in the corpse's eyes belonged to Han Fei.

The heavy arm swayed slightly, and Han Fei's emotions began to dominate the lonely corpse. The scabs on the skin slowly broke apart, as if Han Fei had broken free from an invisible giant cocoon.

The corpse, curled up in the deep sea, looked up at the sky, clutching the blood-red rope—the rope that had willingly fallen into the deep sea to save it.

The icy seawater relentlessly washed away its old wounds. It raised its other arm, bearing the scars left from countless storms, and swam toward the surface!

Chasing the faint glimmer of memory, listening to the familiar words in my ears, the pain and sorrow deep in the corpse's eyes merged into the deep sea.

He would never praise suffering, but would grit his teeth and move forward through it. He knew better than anyone the torment in his heart, and he also knew how brave he was.

He should be proud; he overcame something more terrible than death!

Countless nightmares loomed behind him, and beneath his feet lay the unfathomable ocean. In his world, where he was all alone, his eyes remained fixed on the sky.

"I will not sink into that deep sea, nor will I get stuck in the mud. I refuse to continue to rot. I will sing to fate, even if I am hoarse, I will make sure they hear my response!"

The lone corpse drew ever closer to the sea, the sky darkened, and nightmares unleashed storms and raging waves, but nothing could stop him.

Clinging tightly to everything that cannot be forgotten, the corpse formed from the negative emotions of the world swims out of the deep sea!

When the nose breathes in fresh air again, the storm and the giant waves have stopped, and the suffocating feeling that it could never get rid of has disappeared without it realizing it. It looks up at the sky.

Looking at the vast blue sky and pure white clouds, I let the warm sunlight shine on my face.

With arms outstretched, breathing heavily, the scars were washed away by the seawater, the heavy shell peeled away layer by layer, and the shackles on his back began to shatter.

The rules that constituted the corpse and the emotions deposited within it contracted inward and surged into the burning, beating heart.

The sea breeze dispersed the dust of the past, and the enormous corpse vanished in the sunlight, leaving only Han Fei on that calm sea.

He lay quietly on the sea, holding a black and white box in his hands.

Han Fei slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, as if he had just had an incredibly long dream.

(End of this chapter)