Zhou Zekai naturally couldn't understand. The most gorgeous poem in the world was just a strange and illusory in his ears. His world was divided, and memory continued to form a gap, allowing him to experience the life that should have belonged to that "Zhou Zekai" over and over again.

He thought of many things, the joy of his wife looking forward to the birth of her child when she was pregnant, the joy of fishing by the lake with her grandfather when she was young, the warm meals of her mother, and the eyes of her son when she acted coquettishly, all of which became fragments of memory, and the constant rotation of Zhou Zekai's memory, splitting Zhou Zekai's soul.

The woman appeared in his mind, and the articles written by the woman appeared, which gave birth to affectionate love, as if it was real, but he could not see the woman's face at all.

If you really love someone, why can’t you see her face clearly at this time?

Even though the memory is so messy, it even affects his behavior, Zhou Zekai is still trying to recover. His most powerful soul gradually combines these memory fragments constantly. Just like the life of this body, when a person is old, his memory will decline and forget some things. This is an instinctive reaction of the body. Because the body's functions have aging, his mind will naturally no longer be clear. Zhou Zekai did not expect that he would come to this world at this time. However, no matter what, he is fearless and must fulfill the idea of ​​the wisher.

The wishes of every wisher have value and are necessary. Even if the wisher has done something wrong, Zhou Zekai is unable to judge anything. He can only fulfill this person's ideas and satisfy his wishes.

"Mr. Zhou, today I will read Tagore's "Family" to you. My favorite sentence is this."

Looking at Zhou Zekai who was still looking outside by the window, Afang was a little sad. She didn't know why she chose such a poem, but she hoped that even one day, this once energetic man could wake up, find his memories and everything, and face the short life with a clear choice. Even if he had to make a choice, he would make a decision himself, rather than be sentenced to the final punishment by others.

"I walked alone on the road across the fields. The setting sun was like a wealthy slave, hiding its last gold. The daylight was deeper into the darkness, and the lonely field that had been harvested was lying there silently..."

Afang sometimes wonders whether Mr. Zhou is the last gold in the sunset or the lonely field after being harvested. However, whenever she sees this person gradually losing memory and consciousness, she will feel a little painful because everyone will have to go through such a life.

From birth to old age, birth gradually collects memories and creates new memories. Death is to return these once beautiful or painful memories to the brain, so that we can go to death more fearlessly.

Zhou Zekai actually likes the poem "Family", but what he likes is not this sentence, but the sentence "I stayed on the road alone under the stars for a while, and I saw the dark earth unfolding in front of me." Such a sentence seemed to tell Zhou Zekai's fate. A traveler walking alone under the moonlight, whether it is the prosperous or quiet world or the times, it has nothing to do with him.

While Afang was continuing to read aloud, Mingmei pushed open the door and walked in from outside.

"Afang, the lady is coming soon. She has called and is expected to come in half an hour. Should we give Mr. Zhou the medicine?"

Patients with Alzheimer's disease will inevitably be excited when they see familiar people. The hospital will choose to feed Zhou Zekai the medicine before he meets familiar people. His physical functions are deteriorating, and the memory and intelligence in his mind are also deteriorating. However, it does not mean that he is voluntarily reacting when he sees acquaintances.

It should even be said that the more he sees the person he cares about, the more he reacts, just like a child who has been wronged and always crying in front of someone he trusts.

"Take medicine." After a brief thought, Afang decided to let Zhou Zekai take medicine. This drug is a drug that the doctor has indicated that can be used in a short period of time, and has the function of inhibiting the patient's emotional excitement.

Mingmei quickly took the medicine. Under the temptation of the two, Zhou Zekai took the medicine and a candy was stuffed into his mouth. The candy melted in his mouth, making him look sweet, making his face look like a child-like smile.

"Actually... even if Mr. Zhou is like this, isn't that good?"

Afang suddenly sighed, what if he lost his memory and had lost his ability to behave? At least, Mr. Zhou is still alive. Thinking of his mother's grief after his father passed away, Afang really couldn't understand the behavior of euthanizing her husband as a wife.

Perhaps for a person who has lost his memory, lost his IQ and ability to act, living may be painful for him, but he still has the right to choose to survive. If he wants to face death, then the medical staff will not say anything. However, now his rights have been deprived of, because of Alzheimer's disease, because he cannot express his request, and his right to choose his life is held in his hands by the woman who is his wife.

"Haha, maybe it's OK?" Mingmei mocked this incident. Her father had cheated on the mistress back then. After divorced her mother, she died in a car accident. So she despised these cheating men very much and believed that they were responsible for such a consequence.

"Afang, in fact, people are selfish after all. If my father was paralyzed in bed and lost his mind one day, maybe I would choose to euthanize him because it would drag me down, but my mother would definitely not do this. Even if she had been separated for a long time, she would definitely choose to take care of him. So what if he lost his memory? So what if he lost his intelligence? At least, he is still alive, right? My mother has thought countless times that if my father was not divorced, would my father be so separated from her? But that could only be an idea. The mistress is the mistress after all. If Ms. Wang was asked to choose Mr. Zhou's future life, she would definitely not be so cruel."

Reason and feelings struggle, and they were the ones who had been serving for three years. Although Mingmei hated Zhou Zekai, she occasionally talked to Zhou Zekai when she was awake, knowing that this man was a funny and elegant man, but he made an unforgivable mistake.

One mistake, one mistake at a time, and it ended up in such a way.

Zhou Zekai tried his best to understand what they said, but found that after their words were passed into his ears, they became another voice, which made his brain a little irritable, and then he could only give up and continue listening.

The two of them went out in a while. It was probably unknown how long it took, but the door of the ward was opened again. An old lady dressed in fine clothes and still had dark hair walked in. She was Zhou Zekai's current wife Chen Xinmin. The relationship between the two was broken back then, and they loved so much that they hurt many people. But now that time has passed, they are already old.

It seems that in order to see Zhou Zekai, Chen Xinmin dressed up very carefully. She also put on the most exquisite makeup. Although the years left traces on her face, she was still not very old because of her wealthy life, and even looked very kind.

Looking at Chen Xinmin in front of him with unconscious eyes, Zhou Zekai suddenly recognized the person in front of him. His body was uncontrollable and wanted to do something, but he could not take any action. He could only look at the old lady in front of him holding her hand in her hand.

"A Kai, I am Xinmin, I am your wife. Can you recognize me?"

Chen Xinmin's face was full of expectation, and there was great pain and attachment in those eyes. She held Zhou Zekai's hand and gently combed her husband's white hair with the other hand, hoping that the other party could hear the answer she wanted.

"Heart, heart..."

After working hard, Zhou Zekai finally said something, but this aging body did not allow him to do too many movements. He suddenly used force to hold Chen Xinmin's hand. Even so, Chen Xinmin did not let go of his hand, but looked at Zhou Zekai even more excitedly.

"You recognize me! You know I am your wife, A Kai, you don't know how much I miss you these days. Without you by my side, I can't sleep all night long. Every time I dream about it at midnight, I will wake up from my dream. I'm afraid you won't know me anymore and will no longer love me. A Kai... tell me if you love me, okay? You love me, right?"

The woman asked questions, causing Afang, who was standing aside, to look at Mr. Zhou nervously. Sure enough, she heard Mr. Zhou's answer.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah..."

How can the old man who often struggles between soberness and chaos tell the love to the person he loves? Afang doesn't understand Chen Xinmin's thoughts, but just looks at this scene, but feels particularly sad.

Sure enough, when Chen Xinmin heard this, her eyes turned red, but she tried hard to break Zhou Zekai's hand with her other hand, shook her head and said.

"I knew that you didn't care about me anymore. You didn't love me so much. At this time, when I needed you so much, you couldn't even say I loved you... Do you know how painful I was? I always feel when I think of you? You began to forget me, right? Forget those wonderful days we were together, forget everything we used to, forget how much I loved you... A Kai, I am so painful, I can't bear to let you who have lost your soul continue to suffer in the hospital, but everyone does not allow me to do this. I have lost your soul. All you left here is a body without a soul. I know how painful you are. How fearful you are in this hospital full of death, but those people don't agree with me. A Kai, if you love me, you will definitely support my choice, right?"

Chen Xinmin's reaction was a bit too intense, which made Zhou Zekai, who was a little demented, not knowing how to react at all. Only Afang, who was standing beside him, felt nervous. Unexpectedly, it was already this time.

Could it be that Mr. Zhou is really going to be euthanized?

A person who cannot choose to die independently is unilaterally determined to end his life. Is this love?
Chapter completed!