After the Spring Festival, the weather began to warm up, and after a few days, B University also started school.

Wen Xun moved from City C to City B and continued to work on his graduation thesis that he didn't finish last semester. During this time, she received offers from Don City University and several other schools, with Don City University being the latest to send her. Looking at that page of notifications, she couldn't help but cry.

Duncheng University was her favorite school at the beginning, and now that Jiang Xiangyang is in Duncheng, she naturally yearns for it.

Jiang Xiangyang has always been very confident in her Shenton City University, but she is actually a little bottomless in her own heart. After all, this is not like the college entrance examination, the college entrance examination is a group of people working together, and someone is pointing out the direction for everyone, as long as you do enough questions throughout the day, you can be full of confidence in yourself.

Applying to study abroad This road Wen Xun is not walking around, but there are not many people around, and she did not go to a study abroad agent, so this part of the road is more like she walked out recklessly alone, no one will tell her the right and wrong of every step, when she groped her way forward in the dark, she could only vaguely see the point on the world map that seemed to be glowing, and there was the school she wanted to study, and Jiang Xiangyang she wanted to see.

Because I really don't want to lose, I can't avoid anxiety, and because I don't have anything to compare with myself at this stage, I will occasionally panic.

Thankfully, she succeeded.

In addition to receiving the news of receiving his favorite offer, Wen Xun also learned another news today - Director Li, Director Ren and others were officially dismissed by the school, not only that, Director Ren used to do something illegal for profit when he was in business, and now he has caused a fat, and as a legal person, he was directly sentenced.

After getting this news, Wen Xun stood in front of Xu Huairou's table for a long time.

Because Wen Xun wiped it every day, her desk was not dirty at all, it was like new.

Wen Xun didn't think this matter was very happy, maybe because she heard that someone had died because of Director Ren's negligence.

One by one, their lives were gone, but the explanation they got was that Director Ren was sentenced.

Of course, it is actually a good ending for him to be sentenced in accordance with the laws and regulations, and Wen Xun has nothing to be dissatisfied with, but just regrets and sorrow for those who really can't come back. But fortunately, the director has been sentenced to life, he is also old, and the remaining time is estimated to be not many years, and he will probably continue to eat prison food, and he can no longer harm other people.

Just thinking about these distractions, Wen Xun's mobile phone on the table next to him vibrate.

It was Jiang Xiangyang's call.

Wen Xun looked at the local time and the time in Duncheng that he had set on the screen, and picked up the phone a little puzzled, "Why are you calling me at this time? It's early in the morning, right?"

Jiang Xiangyang opened his mouth over there, and his tone was a little uneasy, "Xiao Xun, Gu Chutong has cancer and is now hospitalized. I just talked to Xuelin about it, and I still feel very uncomfortable thinking about it. Can you go see them on my behalf?"

Wen Xun was stunned, and the appearance of Shang Xuelin and Gu Chutong appeared in his mind.

They can't speak, and they rarely "speak" in sign language, and they always do their own thing quietly and silently, like a painting.

Heaven has already deprived them of the ability to speak and listen, and now it is even going to take Gu Chutong's life? Fate—if there is really a fate in the world, then it is too cruel to some people.

"Xiao Xun, are you listening?" Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Jiang Xiangyang said again, "If you're very busy, forget it." ”

"Send me the address of the hospital. Wen Xun opened his mouth, "I'm not too busy today, I can go." Aren't you going to have a break early, don't you have classes tomorrow?"

Jiang Xiangyang answered, and after the two chatted a few more words, they hung up the phone.

After receiving the address sent by Jiang Xiangyang, Wen Xun rushed to the hospital. While waiting for the bus, the spring sun dappled her face through the gaps in the leaves, making her feel comfortable and warm. But the thought that she was about to visit a patient whose time was short made her feel sad. Suddenly, she recalled Uncle Jiang's appearance before he died, recalled Xu Huairou's bright and gentle smile, and she thought helplessly - an eternal goodbye like this that no one wants to face seems to be more and more frequent as people get older, and this will not change.

The bus she was going to take arrived, and she got in, still sitting in her preferred window seat.

When the bus started, she turned her head to look out the window at the grass and trees, trees and flowers, and felt that they were all so familiar. Before she knew it, she had been living here for a long time.

Arriving at the hospital, Wen Xun quickly found Gu Chutong's ward in the inpatient department according to the location given by Jiang Xiangyang.

The door of the ward was not closed, the curtains were open, and the excellent daylight fell on Gu Chutong's body like that, as if she had crossed a layer of gold for her. She was sitting quietly on the bed holding a book to read, such a quiet scene, Wen Xun couldn't bear to disturb it.

So Wen Xun stood at the door for a while, and it wasn't until Shang Xuelin also returned to the ward and saw Wen Xun that she followed him into the house.

Seeing Wen Xun coming, Gu Chutong smiled and nodded with her, and Wen Xun also responded with a smile.

Because he knew that Wen Xun didn't understand sign language, Gu Chutong picked up the paper and pen next to him and wrote to Wen Xun: How are you doing?

Jiang Xiangyang said before that he wanted to teach Wen Xun some simple sign language, and he really did that, and Wen Xun would still use sign language to express the word "very good".

She replied in sign language: I'm fine.

Gu Chutong wrote again: I'm also very good.

If it were someone else, Wen Xun would definitely think that person was being strong. But the person in front of her is Gu Chutong, this sentence is very good and credible.

Although he had been tortured by the illness and lost weight and was much haggard, Gu Chutong's eyes still had light in him, and Shang Xuelin on the side did not have despair written on his face.

Shang Xuelin suddenly gave Gu Chutong a burst of sign language, and Gu Chutong also responded to him with sign language. After responding, Gu Chutong wrote to Wen Xun on a piece of paper again: Xuelin said that Xiang Yang was very worried about our current situation, and also offered to give us financial help, but we refused. I hope you can tell him when you go back that we're really okay. I used to make enough money to stay here until the day I left, and I think that's good. Maybe it's my life, I don't feel unjust, I live it whole, and I won't be afraid of death.

- If you live it whole, you will not fear death.

Wen Xun felt his heart shake for these words.

In the eyes of many outsiders, deaf and mute people like Shang Xuelin and Gu Chutong are "incomplete", but Gu Chutong can write when he is terminally ill: If you live completely, you will not be afraid of death.

Yes, whether a person's life is complete or not can never be defined by anyone, only he can define it.

At the beginning, Jiang Xiangyang told Wen Xun that he would feel at ease when he stayed with Monk Xuelin and Gu Chutong, but Wen Xun was in an irritable stage at that time, so she didn't understand it very well. Now, she seems to have understood.

Shang Xuelin and Gu Chutong have an invisible power.

They accepted the reality that Gu Chutong's illness was incurable, but when they suffered setbacks in business because of their status as deaf and mute, they never thought that their lives should be like that, and they did not feel sorry for themselves.

They are people who believe in their fate.

There will be a special power in such people.