The cold wave storm seems to have passed, and the excessively dry air still lingers on the cold and bleak cold, hula and la, and pedestrians can't help but raise the collar of their coats, but the sparse and lazy sunlight slowly sprinkles down, through the towering steel forest, and sprinkles dappled light and shadow on the bustling city streets, revealing a rare touch of vitality in the cold winter.

It's a rare winter weather in New York.

I opened the car door and walked down, the golden sunlight jumped lightly on the skin of the fruit dew, and the faint warmth slowly swayed, so that people couldn't help but spread out their palms, feel the momentary leap that fell on the palms, and then, retract their fingertips, quietly collect them, and walk into the hall of Mount Sinai Hospital, the sunlight fell behind them, and the warmth of the palms slowly passed little by little, like an hourglass, and finally completely dissipated.

The hospital is still quiet, orderly, and orderly, and the air is like stopping the water, and you can't even feel the turbulent undercurrent. Here, life and death, sickness and pain, are part of the composition.

"Ding", the elevator reached the destination floor, and the group stepped out of the elevator one after another, Lan Li skillfully turned right and took a step towards Heather's hospital room, but Andy's call stopped Lan Li's steps, "Lan Li, are you sure this is a good idea?" Andy motioned to him, Roy, and Nathan, "Isn't it rude for us to rush over like this?" Or are we waiting in the rest area here, and after getting permission from our parents, we will go over to visit." ”

Lan Li's gaze fell on the faces of the three people, paused for a moment, and nodded in agreement, "You guys wait here in the rest area first." The elevator entrance is only a few steps away from the rest area, Lan Li took the initiative to guide them and took them to the side, "If you have a smoking area, one is the balcony outside, and the other is the stairwell......

Before the words could be finished, Derek Cross and Ellie Cross could be seen outside the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.

Both men had cigarettes in their hands, their faces were haggard, their hair was messy, and they casually wrapped in an overcoat to protect them from the cold, arguing about something face to face, looking extremely embarrassed.

At this time, Heather's situation is still critical, even if he smokes, two people will not leave at the same time, at least one person needs to be left in the ward. Or is it ...... The thought flashed through his mind, and Lan Li took the initiative to step forward, at least needing to say hello.

With the footsteps, the voices of the two people gradually became clear.

“…… Are you crazy? Why are you calling him? He's a star, and the reason why he's willing to show up is to use our family Heather to hype up the news!"

"Ellie, do you know what you're talking about? Have you lost your mind? What kind of person is Lan Li, you don't want to believe your eyes, you actually believe the gossip media?"

"I don't know, I don't know! I just know, he's a stranger, a volunteer, he's no different from the staff in this hospital, but, why? Why is he so nice to Heather?"

"Elle, you're being unreasonable! You know what Lan Li means to Heather, yesterday's concert ......"

"I know, of course I do! I know, if it weren't for him, if it wasn't for last night's concert, maybe Heather wouldn't be fine, maybe Heather's condition wouldn't have deteriorated so quickly!"

"The doctor said that Heather's condition was uncontrollable, and when we left for the concert, didn't the doctor say all the risks? ”

"No, it's you! It's you! It's you! New York experienced a cold spell last night, and even a healthy person can get sick if he walks outside, let alone Heather!

"But if it hadn't been for the concert, Heather wouldn't have been able to wake up at all, have you forgotten?"

"I didn't! I didn't forget! But I'd rather be like that!"

Ellie's frantic roar got out of control, and in an instant Derek quieted down, and he looked at his wife dumbfounded, losing the ability to argue, but Ellie didn't care, her hair became messy in the wind, she roared hysterically, as if to vent all the pain and despair in her heart, and continued incessantly:

"Yes, I said it, I said it! I'd rather Heather was still unconscious, so at least, at least she was alive, not talking, not responding, not smiling, not in pain, but, at least she was alive! What dreams, what music, what blue rites, all fuck off! I want my daughter, I want my baby! I just want her to live.

I hate him! I hate him! If it weren't for him, Heather would be fine now, Heather would still be by my side, Heather would still be able to hear me. I hate him! Do you hear me? I hate him!"

Gritted teeth of curse and hatred, teeth and claws flared above that hideous face, twisted and flamboyant, fading into a cloud of light and shadow against the background of sparse sunlight and withered branches.

"Lan Li?" Derek saw the figure inside the glass door, shouted with a shocked face, quickly opened the sliding door, and walked in in a panic, "Lan Li...... Uh......" tried to explain something, only to find that all the words were stuck in his throat, and his eyes were full of helplessness and helplessness.

Lan Li maintained a shallow smile on his face and nodded politely in greeting, "Derek." Then he nodded to Ellie, who was a little embarrassed, but stubbornly lifted her chin and looked away, refusing to make any eye contact with Lan Li. So, Lan Li looked at Derek again, "Heather's condition, is it okay?"

There was no imaginary anger, no imaginary anxiety, the blue ceremony in front of him, calm and calm, like a quiet and vast lake, deep blue and deep blue, but the concern and worry in his eyes were still so sincere, as if he had not heard all the words just now.

Derek opened his mouth, justifying, apologizing, comforting, countless thoughts were churning in his mind, but he couldn't say a word, he could only hang his shoulders in frustration, "Not good." She's not good right now. Derek looked back at his wife, and the shattered back seemed to be about to fall apart at any moment in the cold wind, "Uh...... Doctors say the respiratory system is failing faster than you think. In fact, the rate of deterioration has been accelerating for the past three weeks. Right now...... There's not much they can do now......"

Derek's words didn't make much sense, just dryly repeating the same content over and over again, and finally couldn't say any more, so he looked at Lan Li in a daze, "I'm sorry, Ellie, she ......"

Lan Li waved her hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, I understand." ”

Lan Li knew that Elle was not targeting him, not at anyone, just full of anger, angry at everything, and then aimlessly vented her anger on everyone around her and everything, as if as long as the fault was condemned, Heather could get better and her heart could be calm.

Lan Li also knew that this would not work. When Ellie realized this deep down, that helplessness and dazedness, this is the most terrible, like a bottomless abyss, entangled in herself. Some people can't get out of it for the rest of their lives.

"Lan Li ......" Derek scratched his hair in frustration, always feeling that he should say something, but in the end he couldn't.

It's not Lan Li's fault, and it's not anyone's fault.

Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, at the moment in 2012, is an unpredictable, uncontrollable, and incurable disease that can only be relieved, but even if it is rehabilitated and reliever, the effect is still unknown.

When Heather was diagnosed, the doctor said that he had told Derek and Elle that they needed to be mentally prepared at all times, and that the patient could die in as little as a year, or he could live for more than ten years, but with the current medical conditions, the average life expectancy of most patients is about three to five years.

This year marks the seventh year of Heather's diagnosis.

They all knew this, but they were still not mentally prepared.

"Derek, can I go in the ward and visit Heather?" Lan Li did not respond to Derek. If Elph-Hale was here, she could have spoken comforting words with proper manners and manners without appearing too close or distant, but Lan Li didn't want that. This is not a polite social occasion.

"Oh. Derek reacted, nodded, and was about to speak, when Ellie's voice came from behind him, "Derek! The nurses' jobs should be over. Ellie walked out quickly, glanced at Lan Li hurriedly, but finally did not dare to meet Lan Li's eyes, and sped up, like a gust of wind, passing through.

Derek was dumbfounded, his eyes glazed over, and for a moment the words were stuck in his throat again. In the end, Lan Li reminded loudly, "Go back to the ward quickly, I think, Heather wants to see her parents around." ”

Derek nodded in a panic, no longer caring about Lan Li, and trotted all the way to chase after him, and the two couples disappeared into the dazzling lights of the corridor in a blink of an eye.

"Lan Li. Nathan's suppressed anger and unwillingness voice came from behind him, and Lan Li turned around with a smile on his face, "It seems that the number of calls to call my name today is a bit too much, and the aftermath of last night's concert doesn't seem to have dissipated." ”

Even Andy and Roy had shallow worry surging between their eyebrows, not to mention Nathan. They are all fighting for Lan Li, and they are all worried about Lan Li's state.

But as the person concerned, Lan Li is the calmest one. The situation that he had experienced in the previous life happened again, and everything seemed familiar, only this time, he became a bystander, and the feeling was really weird.

"You guys go to work first, I'll stay in the hospital for a while and help out. Lan Li immediately made a decision, "I will be on time for the evening party." Sensing Andy's eager and stoppable looks, Lan Li nodded in affirmation, "Trust me, I'm fine." It's like last year, if I don't feel good, I'll take the initiative. ”