"Give Xiaolan a call?" Zeng Yuqiu bent down and put his mouth to Yanzi's ear, he tried to hold his breath, and deliberately pinched his voice, as soft as a breeze, lest Yanzi be uncomfortable to hear.

Lying on the bed, Yanzi struggled to open her heavy eyelids, and her eyes smoothed over Zeng Yuqiu's face, and soon closed them again.

A few rays of sunset came through the window glass, and just fell on the swallow's face, adding a little yellowish to the originally pale face.

Zeng Yuqiu's expression was solemn, and he wanted to try to squeeze out a little smile so that Yanzi could see it. But the muscles in his face seemed to be frozen, and the harder he tried, the more he couldn't laugh. Not only did he not laugh, but his face became more and more like the dark clouds before the storm, and it was as black as if a river could go down at any time.

He looked around the room, the white walls, the white sheets, the white quilts, the white pillows, except that the curtains were blue, he hated these whites, hated these whites, these whites were colorless and cold cages, trapping her beloved swallow here again, robbing her of her brilliant youth, and about to rob him of his hot heart. If the swallow is gone, his heart will be buried in this piece of white. He wanted to break the cage, to dye the white color, to inject brilliant vitality into the lifeless color, and to weave a wonderful life journey for the swallow, but he was helpless in the face of the predicament in front of him.

Who is Zeng Yuqiu, a fearless man with firm faith and perseverance, he can chase Yanzi for eight years, from other cities to the current city, from one job to another, even if it is from the beginning. Now he was a little scared, afraid of this damn lung cancer, afraid of losing the swallow that would really leave him. He was confused, and for the first time, he felt powerless, and he didn't know how to solve this dilemma, let alone how to face it in the future.

"Rain-autumn-" The swallow snorted as if *.

This voice was like a candle in the night, although faint, it warmed the heart of the man in front of him. He withdrew the glow from his eyes, bent down again, and put his mouth to the swallow's ear, "Swallow, did you call me? ”

The swallow's brow furrowed into a pimple and he let out another painful* sound.

"Swallow-" Zeng Yuqiu sat on a chair next to the bed, this chair was also white, he grabbed Yanzi's skinny hand and put it next to his face, in an instant, his heart was completely torn, and two lines of tears that had been suppressed for a long time burst the embankment, "Swallow, what should I do?......."

"No, Xiaolan, don't tell Xiaolan......" Yanzi spat out a few words from her throat, her throat had been completely scorched by rounds of chemotherapy, and every word she said was like crushing the burnt meat again.

"Y-don't you want to see Ran? You called her by her name in your dream last night. Zeng Yuqiu turned his head and wiped the tears on his face with his entire palm, his voice was a little choked, but he tried his best to control it and try to relax as much as possible.

"No!" Yanzi spat out another word with difficulty, and this time she opened her eyes forcefully, looking at Zeng Yuqiu weakly but firmly.

"Why? She's a good friend of yours. Zeng Yuqiu clenched the skinny hand, he knew that the swallow wanted to see it.

Yanzi didn't speak, closed his eyes again, shook his head slowly, and pulled his hand out of Zeng Yuqiu's hand.

She wanted to see it, but she couldn't. Now she has been tortured by chemotherapy to the point that she doesn't look like a person, a ghost doesn't look like a ghost, her hair has all fallen out, leaving a bare head, and she is now completely like a bunch of skeletons that can still breathe. It was like countless needles in my throat, and every slight movement was painful, and it was extremely difficult to swallow saliva, let alone eat and talk. The whole person is like a hollow person who has been hollowed out, and his legs seem to be floating in the air when he gets out of bed, let alone walking. Since the last time they met, and the last time, she had a relapse of illness, and she can't remember how much time has passed. Her mind was full of white coats, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in medicine, and even the breath she exhaled was a pungent and unpleasant smell. It's better not to see her like this.

Originally, she didn't plan to see Zeng Yuqiu, but she missed him too much. She had thought that maybe she wouldn't be able to bear it this time, so she would leave his thoughts at that, so as not to give her a good time.

And Xiaolan made her think that I disappeared like last time, and at most she would scold me for not being righteous enough, but it was better than being sad for me. Living in her heart is the best outcome.

"Yanzi, look at ......" Zeng Yuqiu heard the message of the mobile phone placed at the head of Yanzi's bed, picked up the mobile phone, and put it in front of Yanzi's eyes, it was a WeChat, and when he opened it, it read: Yanzi, where are you? WeChat contact is: Xiaolan.

The swallow opened its eyes and looked at them, closed them again, and two large tears overflowed from the corners of each eye, and then stayed in the corners of the eyes for a moment and slid down her cheeks until she reached her neck under her ears.

"She's looking for you, and I don't know how many messages I've sent. Zeng Yuqiu deliberately brought up this matter again, he hoped that the name Shen Weilan, this person could give Yanzi some encouragement, and let her ignite the courage and strength to fight the disease with his concern and affection, even if there was little hope, he would try it in every possible way. In the past two days, he felt the despair of Yanzi from the bottom of his heart, and he was afraid that Yanzi would give up hope of life.

The swallow remained silent, allowing the tears to continue to flow down her shoulders.

"I know you want to see her. Zeng Yuqiu continued.

"Look at me like this, I still don't see it. Don't take matters into your own hands, I don't want her to see me like this. I'm already tormented to the point of pain, so why should there be another person to follow me? And you, look at my current appearance, I am no longer the young and beautiful girl, from now on, you should also die, forget me, go to find new happiness, I can't give you the happiness you want, I have tried my best to fight against fate in this life, but I have no choice but to die, since I have this disease, I should accept my fate. Yanzi knew Zeng Yuqiu's thoughts, held his breath, endured the pain, and said the words in his heart at once, saying that the whole person seemed to have completed a long-term task, and sighed long.

"Swallow ......" Swallow's words were like thousands of sharp blades, and Zeng Yuqiu's heart was bleeding.

Swallow ignored him, as if he had exhausted all his vitality, and his whole body sank, completely sinking into the white bed under him.

Not long after, she seemed to see two little girls, wearing the popular floral cloth shirts of the year, jumping up and down on the way to school and singing happily.

"Happy, aren't you?" asked one little girl.

"Happy!" replied the other girl, a big smile on her face.

"If you're not happy in the future, tell me, and we'll sing. The little girl said.

"Well, well, pull hook!" the other little girl nodded heavily.

The little fingers of the two men pulled together.