Sending Andy and Roy away, as well as Nathan, who tried to stay, Lan Li was left alone at Mount Sinai Hospital.

Turning around, Lan Li saw Anita Tunisha standing in the nurse's station, with a sigh and loss on her chubby cheeks, and then took a clumsy step, staggered to Lan Li, and complained jokingly, "You actually made me move my fart/stock, it's not an easy task." ”

Because of her weight and size, Anita prefers to sit still and take care of chores, and the nurses at the hospital always joke that it is definitely a big deal to get Anita out of that comfortable chair. She herself was so teased.

A little humor, the corners of Lan Li's mouth gently raised.

Anita looked at Lan Li seriously and carefully, her eyes as black as ink, as if she could see through the soul hidden behind the mask and skin, but Anita didn't say anything after all, just gave Lan Li a big hug, and her thick fan-like palm fell heavily on Lan Li's back.

Before Lan Li could speak, Anita preemptively complained, "Don't dislike my hug." Now those little guys in the hospital refuse to hug me, if you dislike it again, be careful that I throw you out. The rough words were full of the warmth of concern.

Lan Li also showed a shallow smile in his eyes, and after letting go of his embrace, he asked with a smile, "Is there anything I can help with?" I have work for dinner today, and I have time before five o'clock. ”

Anita scratched her forehead, "We were going to tidy up the playroom in the afternoon, did you hear that? Someone donated some books to the hospital, and in addition to the library, we are going to put a book corner in the playroom so that the children can read." I know you're not a carpenter, but you should be fine with tidying up the playroom, right?"

"No problem. Lan Li smiled dumbly, nodded, took the task, patted Anita's arm, and turned to walk in the direction of the game room.

He hadn't taken a few steps before Anita's voice came from behind him, "Hey, young man. Lan Li stopped, turned to look at Anita, and cast an inquiring gaze, "Is there anything else you need to add?"

"You know, it's not your fault. Anita spoke, but the fragility behind her words was inadvertently revealed.

Lan Li lowered his eyelids, hiding the surging in his heart, but changed the topic as he spoke, "I hope I'm not busy alone in the game room, you'd better inform a few other people and come over to help quickly." After speaking, Lan Li raised his eyes, his eyes were still full of smiles, nodded lightly, and turned around and walked away.

Through the window of the ward, you can vaguely see Heather lying on the hospital bed, the golden sunlight falls softly and lightly on that face, the calm and peaceful face seems to be just asleep, but the ventilator on the mouth, the tube wrapped around him and the electrocardiogram that slows down the beating, are reminding that this is not just a sleep.

Beneath the white sheets, the chest was so quiet that there was no heaving at all, that it almost made one suspect that the breath was gone. The crisp sound of "dropping" exploded in my ears like thunder, and I noticed that there was still a heartbeat curve on the display, and the cranky thoughts in my mind were cut off.

For a moment, Lan Li saw the face on the hospital bed, not Heather, but Chu Jiashu, but himself. But after the blink of an eye, the illusion disappeared into a halo, and Heather's pale and almost transparent cheeks could still be seen, as if the vitality was dissipating little by little.

Lan Li's footsteps took another step, and with a stagger, all the pictures in his sight disappeared, leaving only the large white walls of the hospital. Walk methodically and unhurriedly to the game room.

Immersed in her work, the passage of time gradually became blurred, and if it weren't for Kelly Patton's reminder, Lan Li might have missed lunchtime, and the three hours disappeared without a trace in just a blink of an eye. Lan Li quickly finished the work at hand, rushed to the restaurant, and received his volunteer lunch: a sandwich, an apple, a bottle of orange juice, and a bag of potato chips.

Leaving the hospital building, going to the backyard lawn, finding an empty seat in the bench, sitting down, looking at Anne Silliman, who was sitting next to her, and glancing, "What are you eating?"

Anne sat curled up on the bench with her feet on her chest, chewed and tasted the banana in her hand, raised her head, and looked like a little adult, "What else could it be?"

Anne's three meals a day are specially configured, the food is tasteless, and there are really not many matching patterns, just bananas, Lan Li has seen countless times, Anne's most hated fruit now is bananas, and she has a completely loveless expression.

Lan Li couldn't help laughing, a smile appeared in her eyes, and then she heard Anne sigh, "Life is nothing more than a banana, it's really boring." Poof, Lan Li didn't hold back, and laughed directly, but saw Annie's ghostly eyes fall on him, as if to say: What's so surprising about this?

Lan Li pursed the corners of his lips and restrained his smile, but his eyes were full of sunshine, "I can exchange with you, do you want my apple?"

"I thought so, but the doctor said that apples have too much fiber and I can't take them today. Anne rolled her eyes and spread her hands, "I think, an apple and a banana, can the nutritional content be so bad? Even if it is, the impact will not be so great, it must be the doctor who made a fuss, you say?"

"Yes, I think so too. Lan Li nodded earnestly and agreed. Then, unpack your own sandwich and start your lunch.

The two people, one big and one small, sat quietly on the bench, without speaking, soaking up the sun, looking into the distance, and enjoying the tranquility.

"Lan Li, you say, will Heather wake up tomorrow?" Anne looked up, because the sun was too dazzling, she couldn't help but squint her eyes, and her whole face wrinkled, "Derek said, you promised Heather to take us to the party in Los Angeles, right? So, Heather will definitely wake up, right?"

Anne's eyes flashed in the sun with anticipation, "Yet, Elle said that Heather was too tired, and that she was so happy last night that she needed a good rest." But, Heather has been asleep for a long, long time, when will she wake up, and if she doesn't wake up tomorrow, will she miss the party?"

Lan Li didn't answer immediately, but after swallowing the food in his mouth, he put down the sandwich and thought about it seriously before saying, "Do you want to go to that party?"

"Hmm. Anne nodded sullenly, "said Heather, and there were lots and lots of fun to see at that party, lots and lots of balloons and chocolates, and lots and lots of people who would only be on TV. Alex would love to go too. But if Heather had been sleeping, wouldn't she have been able to join us?"

Full of anticipation of cheerfulness and liveliness, but in the end it was full of guilt and worry, and the ambivalence made Anne's brow furrow slightly.

"If you want to participate, then you and Alex can come with me. However, in this way, you will have a heavy responsibility, and when you come back, you must tell Heather everything you have seen and heard, and make her envious of her, so that she will be willing to cheer up, work hard, and join us at the next party. What do you think?" Lan Li said with a smile, raising his right hand and patting Anne's little head gently.

Anne looked up again, "Can I really go?"

"If your mother agrees. Lan Li nodded in affirmation.

A smile appeared on Anne's lips, her frown slowly unfolded, she shook her head slightly, and began to eat the remaining bananas one bite at a time, and then muttered, "Maybe Heather will wake up tomorrow......?

Anne's babbling words gradually regained her vitality, and her chubby little hands began to gesticulate, and her eyes were full of anticipation and longing.

Lan Li bowed slightly, "Yes, maybe Heather will wake up tomorrow." ”

Lunch is over, afternoon work begins, Lan Li is still busy, before leaving at five o'clock, the center of the game room has been distributed, and a big cleaning has been carried out, and then waiting for the carpenter master to make bookshelves, and then you can put the donated books on the shelves.

After a long day at work, Nathan drove to pick him up, first taking Lan Li back to his apartment before rush hour, taking a quick shower and changing clothes, and then following the crowd to Carlisle Coffee at the corner of Madison Avenue and Seventy-sixth Street.

This café may not be well-known to outsiders, but it is well-known to New Yorkers. Because Woody Allen plays jazz here every Monday, and the thunder can't be moved, even the Oscars can't disrupt his plans. In fact, Woody never considered himself a filmmaker, he firmly believed that he was a musician.

Tonight is not Monday, but Friday. However, Woody will still be present at the café for dinner, accompanied by Tony Kaye, Carl Lund and Ranley Hall tonight.

As one of the leading figures of East Coast artists, even if Woody has no interest in the Oscars and college PR, his influence is still not to be underestimated.

After dinner, the hour hand was already half-past nine, and after Lan Li and Woody and the others left Carlisle Coffee and said goodbye, Nathan reappeared, drove Lan Li home to change another set of clothes, and then went to the Upper East Side for the main event of the night.

Through the rearview mirror, Nathan glanced at Lan Li sitting in the back seat, in a suit and leather shoes, elegant and unfazed, but Nathan was full of worries, endured and endured, and still didn't hold back after all, "Lan Li, are you sure?"

The deep eyes lifted, looked in the rearview mirror, and smiled slightly, "We're going to be late." ”