Chapter 144 Hook
[When you were seven years old, the star core destroyed your homeland, and the people of the Tianhuan tribe were displaced. In the end, it was the Oak Family of the family who took you in.]
[You and Robin Sunday were placed in the Oakwood Orphanage together. There are children here who have lost their loved ones in the war. This world has never been beautiful. The only beauty is the past that once had love.]
[In that natural disaster, half of your right arm was completely crushed. When you woke up from your coma, all you saw was an empty cuff.]
The unfamiliar ceiling, the pungent smell of disinfectant, and the snow-white window screens.
An Ming opened his eyes numbly and soon realized the fact that he had lost his entire right arm. Even his left hand had difficulty moving, and his entire body was wrapped in thick bandages.
"You're awake," the nurse picked up the medical record and said softly, "Your right arm is comminuted and deeply contaminated by the star core. The only option is to remove it, otherwise the contamination will erode your brain."
"The left hand has a neurological disorder and cannot be used normally for a short period of time. There are also some skin injuries... Are you listening?" The nurse subconsciously looked at An Ming, but the scene in front of her made her a little dazed.
In the sunlight, the halo above An Ming's head exudes a sacred glow, contrasting with the dark wings behind his ears.
The endless holiness is tainted with weird evil.
"I am listening."
An Ming smiled elegantly and gently raised his left hand to block the dazzling sunlight.
"The sun is too bright."
This world is indeed gentle. Even people like him are qualified to continue enjoying the sunshine.
But Anming knew that it was not the world that kept him alive, but his parents' selfless love. It was that selfless sacrifice that allowed life to continue in him.
The nurse gently closed the curtains for him and said, "Your friends are in the next room."
She didn't say much, but she could feel an unspeakable uneasiness just by being next to An Ming. His handsome face was like looking directly at a god.
I never thought that I could see so-called...divinity in such a young child. It's simply ridiculous.
The nurse hurriedly left the room, leaving An Ming alone staring at the ceiling silently.
After an unknown amount of time, the door opened again.
Sunday stood by the door and whispered, "It's been a long time since we last met. Robin was very worried about you during the time you were unconscious."
An Ming forced a smile at Sunday. He could pretend nothing had happened in front of the nurse, but he could not hide his extreme sorrow from the robin and Sunday.
Zhou Ri didn't say anything, but just walked to An Ming and hugged him tightly.
He was not good at comforting, that was something the robin should do.
After they walked out of Cachipee, they were each other's only family.
The fake smile on his face finally broke, and silent tears rolled down. He was just a seven-year-old child and once had a happy family.
But nothing can go back.
"..."
"I know."
Looking at An Ming's red eyes, Sunday smiled gently, "I won't tell the robin. This is a secret between you and me."
"Thank you..." An Ming was finally able to smile again. At this moment he knew clearly that no matter what happened, they would always be a family for life.
Nothing could separate the three of them.
"Brother!" The door was opened by hurried footsteps, and Robin rushed into the ward breathlessly, "I heard from the nurse that An Ming woke up...?"
She stood there blankly, her beautiful eyes staring at An Ming hugging Zhou Ri.
Zhou Ri hurriedly separated from An Ming and raised his hands to prove his innocence, "Sister, I noticed that you were not in the room, so I came to see this guy first."
"I believe my brother~" After saying that, the robin sat on the edge of An Ming's bed. Her beautiful eyes were full of heartache, but she didn't show it too much.
She knew that this would only make An Ming more sad. Gentleness is the nature of the robin, and she didn't want An Ming to be hurt again.
"You've been in a coma for half a month. My brother and I are very worried about you."
Ever since An Ming was transferred to the orphanage's ward for observation and treatment, Robin would sit on a small stool beside the bed every day and quietly watch over the unconscious An Ming, sometimes sobbing softly when she thought of sad things.
"I missed you too," An Ming wanted to move, but found that he had no strength in his body.
"The doctor said you need to rest," Robin hurriedly supported An Ming's back and looked at him with a reproachful look, "You must take good care of your body. I... don't want to lose anyone again."
In that natural disaster, they all lost too many important things, and Robin could not accept the departure of the people close to him.
"Well, I promise you, I will take good care of my injuries."
"Hook!"
The robin stretched out his finger, looked at Sunday, and said solemnly in the small room: "We will be together forever, and this will not change for a hundred amber centuries!"
"Sister, by then, we will all be in the same cemetery."
"Then you are not allowed to separate!"
The robin wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and pulled Sunday and Anming's fingers together.
"One hundred Amber Ages must not change."
"Yeah, together."
The three of them pulled the hook and swore an oath. The robin smiled and said, "From now on, anyone who breaks the oath will have to eat a hundred sour lemons, otherwise I will never forgive him."
Maybe the world is always sad, but there is always someone who can fill it with light.
An Ming likes the robin's eyes, which are clean, pure and full of hope, like white wings that will never fade.
[When you were eight years old and couldn’t move around freely, the robin and Sunday took turns to take care of your life. The robin always told you about the world outside the orphanage with a smile, with tall houses and novel dream bubbles]
[On Sundays, he would hold obscure books and recite their contents, which were so boring that you would suspect that this was some kind of revenge.]
[Three months later, you can finally move freely and use your left hand, but you have lost your right arm forever]
"This is the cemetery where those who died in the star core disaster are buried."
In the early spring when the weather was neither too warm nor too cold, the three of them came to the cemetery, where a huge monument was erected with names densely carved on it.
“Just some ashes…” Sunday was thinking, “I don’t know whether it’s from ruins or people, it makes no difference in the end.”
"Brother, you are wrong."
"As long as we don't forget, Mom, Aunt An, and Uncle Chen are not truly dead," said Robin, placing his hand on his chest and placing a bouquet of pure white flowers in front of the grave.
An Ming didn't say anything. He looked up and found the two inconspicuous names among the countless names.
Yes, it turns out that in the end only the name is left.