Lan Xin is intelligent, but with her kind nature, her cognition of some things always starts from a beautiful point of view, and the results are naturally good, in the eyes of outsiders, she seems to be a little naïve, lacking the skillful use of human feelings, in fact, she herself is not unaware that she is too paranoid in the treatment of Qin Shi, even if there is hatred, she should die, right? What unforgivable thing did Qin Shi do to himself, so that he should hate him like this and ignore him? Didn't he know that he was a patient, a terminally ill patient? He was so ruthless that he didn't have a word of comfort, not a single heart-warming visit? On the other hand, Qin Shi not only came to visit Luo Yuejin, but also gave gifts, which everywhere reflected his true feelings and open-mindedness.

"I live alone in a place where great men draw circles, if I receive a call from my eldest brother and his wife, I know that I still have someone thinking about it thousands of miles away, and I still have my eldest brother, Lan Xin and a group of classmates, my heart will not be lonely", Qin Shi's words revealed the slightest bit of sadness, knocking on Lan Xin's heart over and over again.

"Yes, I should go to see him", Lan Xin said to herself, "whether Yuejin agrees or not, I will go".

Lan Xin made up her mind and said to her husband Luo Yuejin: "Yuejin, I think we should also visit Qin Shi, he is so close to you, like his own eldest brother."

"Well, Qin Shi is still a friend, I see that the two mobile phones he gave us are only afraid that they will cost 10,000 yuan to get them, they are the latest on the market, and we should go and see him", Yuejin catered to Lan Xin's opinion for the first time, this is how many years the husband and wife have reached agreement on the same thing.

"Then what should we buy? I heard Bai Keran say that Qin Shi is now undergoing radiotherapy and chemotherapy, his mouth is starting to ulcerate, and it is a little difficult to eat fruit, if we bring fruit, it will definitely not be suitable." The meeting gift is heavy or light, we can't take it out, and if it's light, it seems that we are too casual", Lan Xin half said to himself, half asking for Yuejin's opinion.

Yuejin didn't make a sound.

"Is it okay to have milk or something?" asked Lan Xin.

"Decide for yourself", Yuejin put down the sentence and prepared to walk away.

"Then I'll pick you up after school tomorrow?"

"You go alone, save me from getting in the way", Yuejin suddenly came out with such a sentence and blocked Lan Xin in the clouds for a long time, and he couldn't go up and down.

After school the next day, Lan Xin went up to the 12th floor of the cancer hospital with a large stack of gifts such as milk and milk powder, feeling a little tired. She sat down on the iron chair in the corridor for a while, and then went to Qin Shi's hospital room after taking a breath.

Qin Shi lives in a single room, which is quite good treatment in the tumor hospital, not dignitaries, and ordinary people generally don't want to go out of the wronged money. In fact, it is not Qin Shi's intention to live in such a ward, the contact and arrangement of hospitalization are all handled by the "adopted son" Bai Keran, and he can't say different opinions, after all, the child is filial, and Qin Shi's character will not be picky.

Through the glass of Qin Shi's ward door, Lan Xin saw Qin Shi and Wen Tao sitting side by side on the sofa, Qin Shi was holding a page of white paper in his hand, and was reciting a poem with Wen Tao in his somewhat indistinct voice.

Lan Xin leaned against the door frame and listened quietly.

"Death"

Flying fish

At this moment, I am standing in the center of the storm

Waves rise

It was waiting for the parting flute

and bury me with the past

The conch that came with the tide

Separation of soul and flesh

The empty shell is still in the rhythm of the sea

Chanting the song of the resurrection

It also seems to be in remembrance and aria

The love of the past and the present

Will I be resurrected?

I'm telling you, I'm going to die first

**Passed

Can't escape the end of the song

There is no need to be frightened, after all

Just a cool breeze

Skim through the colorful gardens of this life

The end was predestined long ago

There is no need to look back, everything is just a short moment

Then come on, set up the harp

Burn three or two roses

Come to the sorrow of this moment

Listen, the sound of the piano is nothing

Half-like dust

Half-like a ghost

Spirits soar into the starry sky

The dust returns to the sea

Rest in peace, only on the next feast

Looking back, there is only that

The river is clear and the sea is endless

Lan Xin doesn't know poetry, but she knows that Feiyu is Qin Shi's pen name, it seems that this poem is Qin Shi's new work, and the open-mindedness about life and death poured out between the lines deeply infected her, but it also smacked out the sadness that ordinary people could not perceive, and this sadness shocked her even more. It is said that a bosom friend is hard to find, so is he not his bosom friend?

When she was thinking like this, Wen Tao got up and opened the door.

Lan Xin walked in, and said, "Wen Tao, didn't bother you, did I'm going to come to see Qin Shi", and put the gifts he brought on a vacant square stool.

"Qin Shi, you still don't change your poetic heart, you still remember the ...... you wrote me", Lan Xin knew that he had broken his word and quickly stopped his words.

Seeing Lan Xin coming, Wen Tao excused himself to go back to take medicine and leave.

Now only Lan Xin and Qin Shi were left in the room, and both of them felt undue embarrassment coming in bursts.

"Lan Xin, sit down, I want to have a good chat with you?", it was Qin Shi who broke the silence.

"Do we have anything to talk about?Mr. Qin", Qin Shi didn't expect Lan Xin to suddenly change his name like this, he felt that his heart was pricked by an invisible needle, it was very painful.

"Blue Heart, you still won't forgive me?"

"Why should I forgive you? Why do you want to ask for my forgiveness? Mr. Qin, it's long gone, emotionally, I have nothing to do with you, since the summer of twenty-eight years ago, you have disappeared from my life, the years are the best broom, many things that should not be kept have been swept away, cleaned up. Time can polish everything into fleeting memories, I have no love for you for a long time, and I don't have hatred, you are just my occasional memory", Lan Xin's speed of speech became faster and faster, and her emotions became more and more excited.

Qin Shi made a serious mistake, how many years, Lan Xin had already carefully dusted the emotion she had passed, not allowing anyone to open it, to peep, that was a wound that she couldn't tear open again, that was her forbidden area, her minefield, once she touched her, she would be like a calf guarding a ewe, without hesitation, she would raise its horns and rush towards the other party.

"Is it? I'm just your occasional memory? Once upon a time, our love, our vows have all drifted away like the wind, gone, and swept away?", Qin Shi's mood also began to fluctuate.

"So what? Do you think that your shallow love can replace life and save me from humiliation? Twenty-eight years ago, as soon as you left, do you know what kind of consequences and humiliation I will bear? It was Luo Yuejin who saved me and gave me a home, and I swore in my heart at that time that I would be good to my man for the rest of my life."

The only sound in the room was the tita of the clock, and the laughter of young nurses could be heard in the hallway.

"But is he good to you?Did he fulfill the happiness he promised you?Lan Xin", Qin Shi stretched out his hand and held Lan Xin's hand, "Lan Xin, I left back then, I was wrong, and I don't want to make any excuses." Now I have the ability to give you happiness, and I want to give you happiness."

"Mr. Qin, I admit that you are my first love, and college is only a short four years, not to mention that the days of our love are not as long as the semester, at best, college is only a short four years, and do you know? I have lived with Luo Yuejin for more than 28 years. Four years or twenty-eight years, who is longer and who is short? Do you still have to calculate", Lan Xin said to herself, "Maybe you haven't forgotten, but I have forgotten." Look at us, we, we are already in the last years, look at these furrows and ravines on your face, you look at the gray hair on our heads, we are no longer young, I will be 50 years old this year, you are also 50 years old, and there is no future in life. You are sick, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you, but you know that we have long been cars on two roads, how can we still intersect? Except for emotions, Qin Shi, we can talk about anything, but please take care of my face and don't come to tear my wounds open." Lan Xin struggled to break free of Qin Shi's hand and sat down on the sofa in a huff.

"......", Lan Xin and Qin Shi were silent for a long time. Lan Xin looked at Qin Shi in front of her, she felt dizzy, a burst of heat, she wanted to roar, but she still didn't scream, just sobbed lowly.

What she was thinking at the moment, only she knew.

After being silent for a long time, Lan Xin stopped crying, her expression returned to normal, and she suddenly said something for no reason: "Qin Shi, do you want to take your Chinese medicine every day?"

"Yes, the doctor said that these Chinese medicines are to alleviate the side effects of chemotherapy and radiotherapy, and one pair a day can be sent over by the child every day."

"Qin Shi, Ke Ran looks like an adult, but in fact he is still a child, I will boil medicine for you in the future", Lan Xin suddenly thought that this might make Qin Shi not be so angry with himself, and he would calm down the damage caused by his nameless anger against him a little.

"Lan Xin, no need, you have worked hard enough, there is already a patient at home, how can I trouble you again", what Lan Xin didn't expect was that Qin Shi actually refused.

"Are you still angry with me and refuse to forgive me?", Lan Xin could finally look directly at Qin Shi and speak.

"Lan Xin, how could I be angry with you? I won't in my life. The one who is angry is you, and the one who refuses to forgive is also you", Qin Shi's words made Lan Xin shake slightly.

"Really, have I really become such a person?", Lan Xin said as if asking.

"Blue Heart, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us".

"Misunderstanding? maybe, twenty-eight years have passed, don't rush to defend now, when you recover, we have time, isn't it? Qin Shi"

This time it was Qin Shi's turn and he didn't know what to say, but he still muttered: "Lan Xin, don't you know what I've experienced in the past twenty-eight years since I left you?"

"Yes, I am anxious to know everything about you, especially after we met in the stairwell that day, I am even more urgent, how have you come over in the past twenty-eight years, I want to know, but I want to know your current condition, what is the chance of cure? What kind of treatment should I choose? I want to understand carefully and thoroughly, in your heart, I am really so ruthless? Ignore you? You are wrong, Qin Shi. But I knew it wasn't the time, and I put up with it. I'm enduring it, Qin Shi, don't you force me?", Lan Xin's tears suddenly welled up in his deep eye sockets. Lan Xin doesn't understand why she is out of control, is it really the depth of hatred and love?

Qin Shi listened to Lan Xin's words and reminisced for a long time. The room fell silent again.

At the moment, there is really nothing to break in the room except silence, nothing to shed except tears.

After a long time, Lan Xin lifted the Chinese medicine bag in Qin Shi's room and walked out without saying a word, regardless of what Qin Shi was saying.

Lan Xin's mood has not calmed down at the moment, but there is another thought that strongly reminds her that she can't stay for a long time, she has to go home to cook, in fact, going home to cook is just an excuse, she is really worried that she is afraid of her husband Luo Yuejin's cynicism, and even an unnecessary war, especially the gloomy gaze behind his lenses.