He couldn't remember when he was sick, and by the time he realized that he might die at any moment, he was so sick that he was about to drop out of school.

But he is still insisting on the freedom of the last second, not bound by the sickness. The days seemed uneventful to him. As his condition worsened, he seemed to have become rebellious.

Home was his only safe haven, but he didn't really want to go home. After the death of his biological father, his mother remarried, and the man gambled like his life, and when he lost, he was angry with his mother, and his sister was tired of this and dropped out of school early to work. He thought that if he was dying one day, the most reassuring thing would be his sister Gu Wanwan, who was the real and only person in this world who loved him.

There is no landline at home, and if you want to talk to your sister on the phone, you have to walk about 500 meters, where there is a public phone booth, he is carrying a dollar coin, and he feels slightly hot in the palm of his hand, and after stuffing the coin in, he dials his sister's phone with anticipation.

My sister's voice is always so gentle, always giving the greatest encouragement and motivation when he is most helpless. He was still alive, in fact, he just didn't want his sister to be sad, otherwise he would have climbed onto the overpass and jumped off it.

In the evening, his parents quarreled again, and after packing his luggage, he left a letter, and quietly went to his aunt's house.

My aunt's family lived in a remote mountain village, far from the city, a four-hour bus ride, and the old man had no relatives, living alone in a dilapidated house, relying on the village people to make a living. He remembers that when he was a child, his aunt and grandmother loved him very much, and every time she went to his house, she would quietly stuff a lot of candy into his pocket, but his sister and other cousins did not.

He gave half of the candy he got to his sister. My aunt loved him so much that I heard my mother say that he looked very much like her dead little uncle, and the little uncle was her most beloved son.

I haven't been here for many years, and I have almost become unfamiliar, Gu Xiangyang looked for a long way before he found his aunt's house, and in the yard, there was a white-haired old man in his nineties, her eyes were looking at the old locust tree in the yard with demented eyes, and her eyes and hearing were not very good.

Until Gu Xiangyang stood still in front of her, she couldn't recognize it after looking at it for a long time. Gu Xiangyang grabbed his aunt's hand tightly, tears filled his eyes: "Grandma, it's me." Xiang Yang is back. ”

"Ah Rong is back! Ah Rong, Mom misses you so much, have you come back to see Mom?" Grandma was in tears, holding Gu Xiangyang's hand and refusing to let go.

Ah Rong is his father, and now his aunt and grandmother don't recognize people, and they often confuse him and often think him is his father Ah Rong. The old man hadn't cleaned himself up for a long time, and there was a bad smell on his body. Gu Xiangyang entered the house, boiled a pot of water for his aunt, washed her, and took her to the yard to bask in the sun after washing.

My aunt kept holding his hand and didn't let go, and kept muttering: "Ah Rong is good to me, I want to leave this house and all the things to Ah Rong." ”

Gu Xiangyang has always taken care of herself, and she is also very good at cooking, and after making some easy-to-digest dishes for her aunt and grandmother, she lay down in bed early to rest. He frantically came to the courtyard alone, and the moon shone high in the night sky, reflecting the mountain in a silvery white. The evening breeze caressed his cheeks, and he sighed softly, how long could he hold on? In the end, he still couldn't escape the arrangement of fate and died on the operating table?

Thinking about the chemotherapy he was going to receive in the future, he would rather die like this.

Suddenly, there was a sound of rustling outside the courtyard, and Gu Xiangyang looked up suspiciously: "Who?

For a long time, no one answered him, so he walked out in confusion, and searched for a long time but did not find anyone. I guess it's a wild cat or something. Just as he was about to turn away, a ripe plum suddenly fell on his head. He frowned and looked back, and the man was smiling evilly, sitting leisurely on the tree with a plum that he had picked out of nowhere, and gnawing with relish.

Gu Xiangyang blinked, the young man was the same age as him, but the whole person was hidden in the lush trees, and he couldn't see it clearly. He squatted down to pick up the plum that had fallen on the ground, and was about to bite it down, when suddenly the boy stopped him: "Hey! you will die if you eat it, maybe!"

Gu Xiangyang asked him suspiciously, thought for a while and asked, "Will you die quickly, won't there be too much pain?"

Surprised to hear this answer, the young man in the tree paused, and then laughed loudly: "Hahahaha...... Aren't you afraid of death?"

Gu Xiangyang glanced at him indifferently, took a bite of the plum, and the sweet taste immediately overflowed in his mouth, he smiled and sighed: "It's so sweet!"

"Iron pillars. ”

"Huh?"

"My name!" Tie Zhu jumped down from the tree, startling Gu Xiangyang, he was able to jump down from such a high place easily, nothing happened at all!

Seeing him staring at himself stupidly, Tie Zhu frowned: "I've already said my name, why didn't you tell me your name?"

"I ......" Gu Xiangyang smiled: "Gu Xiangyang." Why are you called Iron Pillar?"

Tie Zhu threw you an idiot look: "My surname is Tie, Mingzhu, what's the matter?, do you have an opinion?!"

"I'm okay with that, I just don't think the name matches you at all. Gu Xiangyang grinned. Tie Zhu's heart was suffocated, his eyes widened, and he reached out to hold his Gu Xiangyang's delicate cheek, as if he had found an extremely precious treasure.

Gu Xiangyang was surprised, and looked at him a little uncomfortably: "What...... What's wrong? Is there anything on my face?"

"Hey, Gu Xiangyang, you smile at me like this again. Tie Zhu was full of anticipation, and his tone was pleading.

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Xiangyang wanted to slap his hand away, but he didn't want to, his face was imprisoned by his two hands like iron palms, and it was difficult to even move.

"Laugh or not, if you don't laugh, I won't let you go!" He was very domineering, the two thick eyebrows that flew into the temples frowned, Gu Xiangyang suddenly felt that this kid was very good-looking.

No, Gu Xiangyang had no choice but to smile at him again, and then Tie Zhu let go of him, and the corners of his mouth kept rising: "No one has ever smiled at me like this, you are the first, let's be friends, the only friend." ”

"Friend?" Gu Xiangyang smiled and nodded: "Hmm." I'll call you Little Pillar from now on. ”

"Xiaoyang. Tiezhu sat him on the grass and gave him half of the plums in his pocket: "Are you really not afraid of death?"

"Plums are poisonous?" Gu Xiangyang asked him as he ate plums.

Tie Zhu shook his head: "It's not that the plum is poisonous, it's me...... Poisonous. ”

"Poof~" Gu Xiangyang squirted out all the plums in his mouth, and looked at him with a smile: "Xiaozhuzi, thank you for the cold joke, but it's not funny at all." ”

Tie Zhu looked serious until Gu Xiangyang couldn't laugh anymore: "Are you serious?

"There is no cure. Tie Zhu paused and said in a deep voice: "HIV." ”

Gu Xiangyang's face turned white as soon as he brushed it: "Lie, right?"