Chapter 684: 684
Wei Guanyi stood in the doorway of the ward with furrowed brow . “Mr Xia, she is not in a stable condition; she’s just fallen asleep . You can go in to see her, though . ”
Xia Lei nodded, and entered the ward .
It was quiet in the ward . Ning Jing lay on the bed in deep sleep, and did not wake up at Xia Lei’s arrival .
Xia Lei’s gaze went to the window area . There was an easel there, and an incomplete painting on it . He walked over .
The painting was of an European village with a church at its centre . It had a tall, majestic domed roof, and around it were Romanesque and Gothic-style buildings, ancient, elegant, and sombre, deeply etched with the influence of the Church . There was not one modern building in the village, and no electric poles, nor large advertisement posters or the like . There were some people in the painting but they were not in modern garb either, but in the garb of the Middle Ages .
The incomplete portion of the painting featured a house to the side of the village . Behind the house was a stretch of hills, and a river meandered past the foot of these hills . There was a tombstone on the banks of the river, but no writing on it .
‘What is this place she’s painted?’ Xia Lei was confused . ‘If it was a place she visited as a tourist, it’s not possible that there would be no modern conveniences, right? Even if it was an ancient village which has been perfectly preserved, there should be some electric cables or wiring… But the painting has none of that . Plus, she’s an archaeologist, not an artist . I’ve never heard her saying that she enjoyed paintings, and haven’t ever seen her paint anything well, but she’s displayed an astonishing ability to paint after she went mad . What’s going on here?’
This painting seemed to be part of the three paintings he’d just seen .
‘She drew the Mona Lisa, a white, cloud-like being, six people with no faces, and a village from the Middle Ages . Just what is she trying to express?’ Xia Lei pondered .
On the bed, Ning Jing’s eyes suddenly flew open .
“It’s me, Ning Jing . ” Xia Lei went to her bedside and asked in concern, “Are you all right?”
Ning Jing didn’t seem to have heard him . She did not even look at him – she just stared blankly at the light on the ceiling .
“Ning Jing?” Xia Lei called her name once more .
Ning Jing made no response . She climbed out of bed, put her slippers on, and walked slowly to the easel . She sat on the chair, took up the brush, and added colour to the painting . She said nothing throughout this entire process, and didn’t even glance at Xia Lei . He was right here in the room and standing before her eyes, but he was like air to her .
What was going on?
Xia Lei stood next to Ning Jing and watched her every move . He quickly discovered that Ning Jing’s gaze remained vacant as she painted; she was without life . It looked like her body was moving, but her soul had departed . However, the shell of a human that was she had an uncanny litheness in her painting . She painted quickly, and made no mistakes .
“You…” A question popped up in Xia Lei’s head, and he blurted, “Are you Ning Jing?”
Ning Jing did not turn around . She continued painting .
A few minutes later, she was done . The incomplete house was complete, and a black-haired man now stood in front of the house .
Xia Lei’s gaze went to the black-haired man in the painting and he was gobsmacked . Every person in the painting had been in ancient European clothing, but this last black-haired man was an Asian, and he was wearing jeans and sports shoes . He was a modern man!
Xia Lei looked at the black-haired man’s face . It was quite small, and the lines of his face were not clear . In that instant, his left eye twitched and activated his zoom-in ability . The blurry face was instantly brought into focus, and Xia Lei’s jaw dropped .
The man in the painting was none other than himself – Xia Lei!
“Just who in the world are you?” Xia Lei could not control his emotions anymore . He grabbed Ning Jing by the shoulders and said anxiously, “Tell me! Tell me what you’re trying to say!”
“Nn…” A sound suddenly came from Ning Jing’s throat, like she was just awakening . Her eyes, too, moved to Xia Lei’s face but her gaze was dull, absent .
“Ning Jing? You…” Xia Lei was filled with anxiety and worry .
Just then, Ning Jing suddenly said, “Italy . Bobbio . You must go there, and awaken me…”
Xia Lei was rooted to the spot in shock . His mind was reeling . She was here, in the sanatorium, more or less conscious, but she was telling him to go to Italy to wake her up!
Ning Jing abruptly fell to the floor with a whimper after the words left her lips . It was as if all the strength had been sapped from her body in an instant, and she couldn’t hold herself upright any longer .
Xia Lei hurriedly stretched his hands out to hold her . “Ning Jing! Ning Jing, wake up! Wake up!”
Ning Jing did not react .
Xia Lei felt her pulse . It was normal; she was in no danger . He then carried her to the bed and tucked her in .
“Do you need me to help, Mr Xia?” Wei Guanyi’s voice came from beyond the doorway of the ward .
“It’s fine . Give me a little more time,” said Xia Lei .
“Sure . Call me if you need me . I’ll be outside . ”
Money made the world go round . This Wei Guanyi had taken Xia Lei’s money, so he provided a service in return . Ning Jing would not have been allowed visitors in the current state otherwise, much less be allowed to have a room to herself .
Xia Lei took the painting off the easel and put it into his briefcase . He returned to her bedside and sat on it while holding Ning Jing’s hand . Her hand was cold, without warmth .
“You say to go to Italy, Bobbio . Is this the place in the painting? I will go there,” mumbled Xia Lei to himself . “But you said to awaken you . What do you mean? Tell me, are you being controlled by something? Open your eyes if you are . ”
Ning Jing suddenly opened her eyes .
Xia Lei was shocked . “You…”
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