The wind, biting

Rain, bitter

No matter how cold the wind and rain are, it can't withstand the chill in Du Shengsheng's heart. This is the first day of January, and it is also the first day that Du's life begins to enter the countdown year. Standing in front of the steps of the reception hall on the first floor of the hospital, Du Shengsheng's body instinctively tightened the coat he was wearing, but his mind was still blank.

He didn't know how his body had supported him to get here, and he walked mechanically into the cold wind and rain, and he even forgot to open the umbrella in his hand. The cold wind and cold rain came from the surface, which seemed to make his mind clearer, and he remembered everything that had happened to him today.

Originally, it was just a physical examination organized by the workplace before the holiday, as a holiday benefit for the company's employees. After the physical examination, the hospital will send the results to the company, and then the company will send it to the individual, Du has not taken the physical examination seriously in his life, because he has always been in good health, since he left home to work as an adult, he has never been sick, and he has not even caught a cold. But today the company's leader suddenly called him, saying that the hospital for the last physical examination asked him to go over, he asked what was the matter, and the leader said that he would know if he went, and the moment he hung up the phone, he had a bad premonition. He hurried to the hospital, the doctor said little, just seriously arranged for him to have a follow-up, and was guided through the examination like a puppet. "Disgusting brain tumors...... Probably a year to live at most ......", when the results came out, he seemed to be on the verge of a stick, his brain became blank, his heart and lungs seemed to lose function at that moment, he inhaled hard but did not use any force, he felt suffocated, his whole body was tense, his brain was dizzy, and he sat down on the rest chair in the corridor. Then the doctor told him something, what he answered, or whether he answered the doctor's question, and he was vague except that he staggered out of the hospital like a walking corpse.

The hair that was still dripping on his forehead, the trembling body, the "knock" sound, the two rows of teeth that were bumping up and down, and the body at low temperature issued a warning, making him completely sober. The examination results of the left hand have been completely soaked, part of the handwriting of the doctor has been distorted and blurred, the umbrella originally carried in the right hand does not know where it was forgotten in the stumble, and all kinds of pedestrians holding umbrellas walk by, some will cast a glimpse of curiosity, and some even their curiosity has been smoothed out by life, and it is not their own business. Du Shengsheng stood in the rush of people, and at this moment he felt deeply wronged and lonely.

It was getting late, and Du Shengsheng returned to the small single room he rented in a daze. He didn't even turn on the lights, he numbly took off all the clothes on his body, and the wet clothes were piled up on the floor and soaked out of the water, flowing to the low-lying places in the corners, leaving ugly marks. The naked body arched into the quilt, and at first there was a "knocking" sound of teeth under the quilt, and gradually the room fell into a dead silence.

The hustle and bustle of the night market and the bustle of the business district in the center of the city, from the beginning, the climax to the mess, is a cycle of day and night, alternating and reciprocating, never stopping. On the third day of the first month, in the small single room, Du Shengsheng was lying on the bed, his lips were white and peeling, his eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling. Everything was the same inside the hut, the half-dried laundry was still piled on the floor, and the hospital checksheets were crumpled and stuck to the only table in the room. Suddenly, the mobile phone next to the pillow sounded a low battery tone, breaking the dead silence in the house. Du Shengsheng habitually picked up the mobile phone and planned to charge, his empty eyes swept over the display screen, which showed a missed call, which was called by the company's leaders yesterday, and an unread message was sent by the leader this morning, he clicked on the message, "Xiao Du, the hospital has notified the company of your situation, and the doctor told you to have a good rest." The big boss instructed the finance to pay you half a year's salary more, and my colleagues and I spontaneously raised some money for you, not much money, a little heart, and the money was entered into the salary card for you, so take care of your health." After reading the information, Du Shengsheng was stunned at first, and then a nameless anger surged into his heart, he was fired, holding his mobile phone as if he wanted to fall, but endless weakness and sadness shrouded him, so he had to pull the quilt over his body, as if only in this way could he get a little comfort.

"Hmm~" The sound of the mobile phone vibrating sounded again, Du Shengsheng lifted the quilt irritably, grabbed the mobile phone, looked at the familiar string of numbers on the mobile phone, and his eyes were red before he spoke. Calming down, he answered the phone. "Hey, Mom!" his hoarse voice sounded in the room, like an iron bar pulling glass, and like a night owl crying, and there was silence on the other side of the phone. "Son, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with your voice, are you sick?", he didn't want his parents to know that he had a terminal illness, his family was in the countryside, he was not rich, and his parents relied on a few acres of thin land to raise him up and provide him with education. He is the only child in the family, and now he has a terminal illness, he is unwilling to use his parents' debts in exchange for himself to survive for a while, he has already borne the sin of not being able to support his parents for the rest of his life, and he is no longer willing to let his parents go into debt to maintain his life. Not daring to hesitate, he cleared his throat and immediately replied, "Well, it's a little cold, it's not in the way, I've finished taking cold medicine, and it should be fine tomorrow." The mother on the other side of the mobile phone heard this, her mentality was suddenly soothed, and her voice became calm and kind, since the child was fine, she turned to start the chattering mode that is common to all mothers in the world, which was mixed with a few interjections from the father from time to time. Listening to these words, which were the same as those on the phone in the past, Du Shengsheng burst into tears at this moment, and since he grew up, he has never felt that there is a moment more precious than the words that his mother said at this moment, but for fear of revealing flaws, he just kept giving a vague "um" to answer. After a long time, the mother who had been told to end the call with a sentence of "remember to eat well", and then Du Shengsheng dared to cry out loud.

After crying and fearing, the depression in my heart was relieved, and my heart began to gradually calm down. "Since we can't hide anymore, it's time to arrange the road ahead", Du Shengsheng thought. Start by listening to your mother, eat first, plug your phone into the charging cable, order a takeout, click on the banking app, and check that there is indeed a sum of money transferred into the card. Looking at the tens of thousands of shabby balances he had saved by frugality, and thinking of the situation at home, who would support his parents after he died, relying on a few acres of thin fields at home or tens of thousands of yuan in this card? So, no matter what, before he died, he had to leave a pension money for his parents.