NOVPUBTang Hao could clearly tell that he liked Song Bing very much. The moment they met, Tang Hao had been chatting non-stop with Song Bing.
While asking him how things were going at school, he began to talk about the village’s development and changes.
"By the way, Song Bing, which bus did you take to get back?"
Song Bing didn’t understand why Tang Hao was asking this, but he still replied, "It was the early bus after five in the morning. I always take that bus to come home, and there aren’t any other buses, are there?"
Tang Hao scratched his head and said, "Then how come you didn’t come back with Tang Ke and the others? They took the same bus back here, but they were sent to the hospital along the way because something happened. Do you know about it?"
Song Bing’s expression became a bit complicated in an instant.
"Of course, I know. I was coming back with them, sitting next to them. But they had a little accident on the bus and were taken away by the doctors in advance."
"Uncle, why are you suddenly bringing them up?"
Song Bing was still somewhat anxious as he spoke these words.
After all, he didn’t want to tell his family about the various strange events he had encountered recently.
Song Bing felt that his family wouldn’t understand and he also didn’t want them to get involved in these odd matters.
Tang Hao didn’t notice that something was off with Song Bing’s expression. He took out a cigarette, placed it in his mouth, and said with furrowed brows, "It’s nothing serious, they just came back from the hospital this morning. But they seem a bit out of it, and when asked what happened, they don’t want to say. Their families even thought they were bullied at school or something."
"They came back from the hospital this morning?"
Song Bing’s eyes widened, and he was utterly shocked.
Something’s not right!
Those two died in the dream. Logically, they should have remained in a vegetative state forever. How could they have been sent back?
While Song Bing was confused, Tang Hao, who was walking ahead, suddenly spoke up, "Look, we’re here, aren’t we? There they are, right ahead. Let’s go say hello."
Song Bing looked up and indeed saw Tang Ke and Zou Hang sitting at the entrance to their home.
The two families were sitting with stools and seeds and peanuts, gathered together discussing something.
"Tang Ke, what exactly happened for you to end up at the hospital, what did the hospital say?"
Tang Ke said irritably, "I’ve said it many times now. I don’t know what exactly happened. I just remember I fell asleep on the train, and when I woke up, I was in the hospital."
"And you, Zou Hang? Same situation?"
Zou Hang nodded, indicating his experience was the same as Tang Ke’s.
Now, the two families didn’t know what else to ask, so they could only pick up their dry pipes and smoke in silence.
"Old Tang, how’s it going? The kids still haven’t remembered anything, have they?"
"It just so happens that my nephew Song Bing has come back. Let him talk to you and explain what’s going on."
After Tang Ke and Zou Hang returned, they professed ignorance about everything, worrying both families sick.
Initially, the hospital had notified them that the two might never wake up and could become vegetative permanently. 𝖓𝔬𝖛𝔭𝔲𝖇.𝔠𝔬𝖒
It had only been a day since they fell unconscious, and not only had both of them awakened, they had even been discharged!
People in the countryside don’t understand modern medicine and such, they only know that becoming vegetative is very serious.
Now that both were fully awake, but how does the old saying go?
After a big illness, troubles are bound to follow.
So now, both families wanted to know exactly what the root cause of the illness was, because only by finding the root cause could they treat it properly.
To their despair, the two kids didn’t know anything when asked, which made both families extremely anxious.
Seeing Song Bing appear, the families saw him as a savior, hurriedly waving to him and asking, "Come here, Little Song, we want to ask you, since you took the same train with them, can you tell us what on earth happened?"
Finding all eyes suddenly fixed on him, Song Bing felt immense pressure.
He looked at Wu Bin and Zhu Ling with pleading eyes, but one was looking left and the other right, with no intention of helping Song Bing speak.
Song Bing felt so frustrated inside!
Fine, fine, fine, so you’re not going to show any loyalty, huh!
Well, when you need my help in the future, don’t blame me!
Realizing he couldn’t count on Wu Bin and Zhu Ling, Song Bing had no choice but to start making things up.
"Uncle, actually, it’s not that complicated. After boarding the train, we just chatted normally, and then as it got late in the evening, everyone was sleepy, so we went to sleep."
"Nothing happened while we were sleeping, the carriage was quiet. But not long after, I heard them mumbling in their sleep, I didn’t catch what exactly, and then I found I couldn’t wake them no matter how I tried, so I had no choice but to contact the train police and have the doctors take them away for a check-up. It’s just that simple."
After Song Bing said this, the families fell silent again.
They had hoped to find the root of the issue based on the details given by Song Bing, but what Song Bing had said wasn’t helpful at all.
Who would fall asleep and become vegetative just like that, and two at once?
It was so preposterous that no one would believe it if they told the story.
But as things had happened this way, and since Song Bing had said what he said, all other speculations naturally fell apart.
Tang Ke’s father sighed and said, "If you ask me, it’s the academic stress that’s too much for you, that’s why this happened. Let’s go home and you can rest. For the next few days, you can sleep in as late as you want, I absolutely won’t disturb you."
With that, the matter of the two’s hospitalization was put behind them.
After greeting Wu Bin, Tang Ke, and Zou Hang, Song Bing quickly continued walking with Tang Hao.
However, after a few steps, Song Bing deliberately lagged behind to approach Wu Bin and Zhu Ling, and asked, "Old Wu, what’s really going on here, how did they wake up?"
Wu Bin shrugged his shoulders to indicate he didn’t know either, and he turned his gaze toward Zhu Ling.
Zhu Ling said indifferently, "There’s no need to make a fuss. They were killed in the dream world, not because their souls or spirits were damaged, but because their consciousness was trapped in the dream world, or rather, trapped inside the Dream Tapir’s body."
"So when the Dream Tapir died, their consciousness was naturally released and returned to their own bodies."
"They just don’t remember anything about the dream world. But that’s good, it saves us a lot of trouble. Otherwise, we would have wasted a lot of time."
