1641 Unable to Recover

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"Morse code."

Cooper forced himself to calm down, lest the disordered breathing would disturb his thinking, so that he held his breath and came back to the back of the bookshelf in Murphy's room, all the thoughts in his mind were focused on Morse code Above - what space exploration, finding planets, saving humanity, all that has been left behind, the only thought now is to "go home", he needs to get back to Murphy's side, and Tom.

He is going home.

Morse code.

Cooper held his breath completely, and the whole space seemed to be plunged into endless silence and nothingness. The silent silence gave birth to an urgency and desire without warning to let all the noises of the whole world. Everything calmed down, and then there was only the sound of the heart beating in my ears.

Cooper didn't notice this silence at all, all his attention was focused on the bookshelf in front of him, his mind was completely cleared of all distractions, just thinking: Morse code. Involuntarily, he began to recite Morse code in his mouth, "spot, s; rod, t; rod, a; rod, rod, y."

Cooper gritted his teeth tightly, pushed the books on the back of the huge bookshelf, created Morse code, and pieced together the most important and simplest sentence in his heart, "stay", stay, he needs to stay , he wanted to stay, and then hit the bookshelf heavily with his body, knocking all the books that had just been pushed out.

The breath that was held in his chest for a long time burst out with the force of the collision, and from the depths of his dantian he shouted, "Stay!"

What seemed like a simple action at ordinary times became very difficult due to his weightless state. Just after the impact, he began to gasp heavily, and the exhaustion burst out in the muscles of his limbs, "Huh, Huhu." He could only gasp for breath, and his hands that were gripping the bookshelf almost fell limp.

He can't give up, he can't give up yet.

Cooper straightened his hands again, relied on the strength of his hands to regain control of his body, and regained his line of sight with the girl Murphy.

Through the bookshelf, Cooper saw Murphy who turned around - because the book fell, Murphy was alerted again, and the ghost in the room was trying to talk to her, so Murphy took out his notebook, Start recording.

This action rekindled Cooper's joy, "Come on. Come on, Murphy, come on!" He nearly started coughing because he was gasping so hard that Cooper had to bite hard. Glittering, holding his emotions intensely—otherwise the oxygen consumption would be too fast and he might not be able to hold on any longer.

Because of the action of clenching his teeth, Cooper's whole body was tense to the extreme, and even his nerves were tense, but he just stared at Murphy, all hopes and thoughts were pinned on his daughter, and whispered, " What does it mean? What does it mean, Murphy? What does it mean?" Over and over.

Murphy didn't know why, because of the sadness and tiredness of her father's upcoming departure, she seemed a little lethargic, but she forced herself to cheer up and record the Morse code.

Cooper's breathing has gradually calmed down, but his emotions have begun to boil. His eyes fell deeply on Murphy, and he said softly and softly, "Stay." He hoped that Murphy could interpret his feelings. Telegram, he hoped that Murphy could interpret his true wish, and he hoped that Murphy could keep himself.

The urgency surged on the tip of the tongue, and before it had time to fully say it, it disappeared in the throat, and unconsciously, the muscles began to exert force again, and the hands holding the bookshelf began to exert force, so much so that The upper body trembled uncontrollably and tried his best to hold his breath, but he could still hear the sound of his breathing and the shivering airflow, and even the deep eyes that reflected in the faint light began to burst into waves.

Too eager to start to fear, too eager to start trembling.

There were no words, no movements, or even any expressions, but the obsession in the depths of his heart burst out with incredible energy. Regret began to churn, the bitterness on the tip of the tongue blurred his vision, and the faint tears made his muscles tense to the extreme.

He didn't know if Murphy had solved his Morse code.

He also didn't know if Murphy understood what he was conveying.

He just floated in the air like this, unknowingly, moving forward little by little, just hoping to get a little closer, and then a little closer, those eyes covered with faint tears, gently and lightly fell on the ink On Fei's body, the pain of missing was so turbulent and so intense that it made the whole heart curl up, the sobbing cry was stuck in her throat like this, and the silent sadness slowly slipped from the stiff shoulder line.

How did all this happen? How on earth did he get himself into such a situation? If time can be reversed, can he change everything now? If he can go back to the past, he will not leave, he will never leave, his only thought now is that Murphy should not leave his side, never let go!

Murphy, who was drowsy and slumbered on the bed because he was tired from crying, looked like his thin body would shatter at the touch of a touch, and the lonely and lonely figure was making a silent protest.

In a trance, he saw Paul Walker lying on the white hospital bed.

"God, oh, God!"

Had he stayed by Paul's side, wouldn't the accident have happened? If he wasn't so arrogant and arrogant, but really warned Paul, could the outcome of the accident be changed? If he had left Paul and Meadow in that paradise when he was in Iceland, would Paul be able to escape the disaster? If he was more urgent, if he worked harder, if he was more active... Wouldn't it be different now?

But, no if.

Now Paul is trapped in that side of the white world, unconscious. What if... if Paul never wakes up? It was as if Cooper would never be able to go home.

Just thinking of this possibility, my breathing was cut off like this.

"Leave."

His mouth whispered, he needed him to stay, "stay." All the voices were stuck in his throat, leaving only vague fragments of speech that could not be distinguished at all, the kind that came from The fear and fear in the depths of his heart dragged his ankle and pulled him fiercely towards the bottomless abyss. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it.

How to do? What should he do!

That feeling of powerlessness made him lean on the bookshelf lightly, his shoulders drooped weakly, and then the whole person floated in the weightless space, as if he would drift forever without end, lost in time. On the occasion of the occasion, at a certain moment, the thought of "giving up" flashed in my mind, but before it had time to breed, it was immediately extinguished——

Cooper showed up.

After Murphy fell asleep, Cooper carefully opened the room door, found a small gap between the desk and the door panel, and squeezed into the room.

He just stared at himself quietly, watching himself come to the bedside, trying to comfort his daughter. He moved his body with his own hands, slowly following his footsteps, watching himself and his daughter intently, but his body could barely feel much power, and every movement was consuming more The energy, that heavy dragging feeling was slowly sinking him.

"Tell him, Murphy. Let him stay."

The cry between lips and teeth was struggling: tell him, Renly, let Paul stay. Renly, tell him, danger, don't leave, let him stay.

The desperate urgency made his voice start to tremble slightly, "Let him stay. Please! Let him stay." From prayer to earnestness to pleading, the voice faded little by little, "Leave him. ."

If he can go back to the past, he hopes that he can stay, just stay and the story will be different. He was so afraid of such an ending, he was so afraid of such a future, he clearly had the opportunity to change the past, but he let go of his hand like a fool. Fool! The dumbest idiot in the world!

How can he? How could he let go? How could he just let go and let Paul go?

Leave.

Please, please! Please stay!

Get up, get up, Paul, get up, grab him, don't let go, don't leave!

It was too urgent and too earnest, so that the voice could hardly come out, only trembling in the depths of the throat, that kind of fear and fragility, completely defeated all defenses, and fully revealed the weakest and truest self. The sadness and despair that flickered deep in those eyes made people breathless.

However, he did not succeed. He still didn't succeed.

Murphy lay down in a fit of anger, covered his head tightly with the quilt, and refused to talk to his father, which made his father look disappointed. He just sat on the edge of the bed for a long time, never leaving, but also He didn't speak, and the overwhelmed sadness slowly flowed out.

How to do?

What should he do?

What else can he do?

"Stay, let him stay. Stay!" This was the only thought in his mind, but his voice was stuck in his throat, unable to say it at all, just repeated over and over, without any Meaning, but I hope my repetition can convey the idea to the past and change the past.

Then... I saw myself stand up again in my line of sight, my eyes fell on the bed, I took a deep look at the back of the person who had turned around, and turned around and walked away.

"No, no no no, no no no."

Renly only felt that the darkness in his sight was swallowing up bit by bit, like a tide covering him, quietly watching his every movement, but unable to say any words, he could only continue to deny the status quo. , deny yourself.

It shouldn't be like this, it can't be like this, he can't leave! He can't leave!

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