Hongchen's condition suddenly worsened, and the doctor said that Hongchen's mood had fluctuated too much recently, coupled with poor rest, which had caused a wide range of blood lesions, and if he did not undergo a bone marrow transplant as soon as possible, he was afraid that it would be ...... , the doctor in the back didn't say it, but he could guess eight ** nine. Of course, Hongchen himself knows these things. Although the doctor didn't tell him directly, he couldn't walk on the ground, and Hongchen had already guessed it.

Although some things know the result, the result will still be a little unacceptable. Hongchen watched the world slowly move away from him in bed like this, which was really a bit of indescribable pain and sorrow. On the surface, he pretended to be casual, like a warrior who looked at death as if he were home.

Originally, there was a patient in this ward where Hongchen lived, but just this morning, death came to her head, she was only 16 years old, it should have been the most precious period in her life, but death just took a fancy to her, a fresh life disappeared in Hongchen's eyes, looking at the mother of the girl who had fainted from crying, Hongchen was also in tears at that time, and her eyes were blurred.

"Hello, I'll be your patient from today on!" a childish voice floated from the bed opposite. Hongchen slowly opened his eyes and saw a child lying on the bed opposite, but without hair! It was as if I saw a wonderful painting in my eyes. In the painting, the young girl is lying on the grass with just sprouts under the blue sky, the warm sun shining on her face, and she is smiling and looking at the floating clouds in the distance.

"Hello, in fact, cancer is not terrible, don't you think I'm fine?" she was talking to Hongchen again.

Hongchen came back to his senses from his imagination and looked at her, "Hello, come on, the disease is like a spring, if you are weak, it will be strong, let's work together to defeat the disease?"

"Okay!" said the little girl who walked up to Hongchen, high-fived and swore with Hongchen.

I didn't expect it! This qiē seemed to have just happened, it was clear, and she could even feel the temperature of her palm, but she was indeed invited to tea by the Grim Reaper, and it might not be long before Hongchen could receive an invitation from the Grim Reaper.

"Hongchen, are you better?" Xiao Ting asked with concern as she took some fruit in her hand.

"It's good, thank you for your concern, you don't need to use it if there's something, I'm a little embarrassed"

"It's all old classmates, there's no need to say such polite words. After Xiao Ting finished speaking, she habitually glanced at the opposite bed and found that the bed was neat. It seemed that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, so he asked Hongchen.

"Has the little sister on the other side been discharged from the hospital?" asked Xiaoting softly.

"Oh yes, she'll never have to endure the pain again. After Hongchen finished speaking, he lowered his head and looked at his hands, and felt that his hands began to tremble. involuntarily kept fighting, and quickly put his hand in the quilt so as not to be seen by Xiaoting or other people he knew.

Xiaoting heard what Hongchen meant, so she didn't ask any more, and was silent for a while before saying goodbye to Hongchen and leaving. When he left, his eyes were a little red, and this small detail was only discovered by Hongchen after Xiaoting said goodbye.

Hongchen nodded lightly, then deliberately smiled in disbelief. This qiē may be a farewell, maybe it is just a farewell for a while, maybe, and there is no maybe.

After Xiaoting left, only Hongchen was lying on the bed in the ward, it was time to eat at noon, but the strange thing was that everyone seemed to be in no hurry to eat, why didn't I hear someone shouting outside the room, there were always people who ate this and that, could it be all ...... , Hongchen didn't dare to think about it.

The silence in the room made Hongchen a little scared, I don't know when, as long as he is alone, there is a sense of fear around him. He seemed to hear or see the patients who had lived here, the expressions on their faces, some of them were painful and sad, some were cold eyes, and some could not see the expression at all but hear the howl, and the sound echoed through the barrier of time in Hongchen's ears. Hongchen's hairs stood up all over his body, goosebumps layer by layer from his arms to his chest and then to the back of his head, wave after wave, Hongchen had to close his eyes, so that he didn't imagine it, and slowly his consciousness began to blur, and he fell asleep!

Suddenly felt that there was a light flickering in front of him, Hongchen slowly opened his eyes, it was actually afternoon, a touch of sunset through the pane of the ward directly in, the sunlight just found Hongchen's face, although it was direct sunlight, but obviously it had lost the heat of noon, only the slightest warmth was sprinkled on Hongchen's skin. Warm and comfortable.

"Xiang was unwell at night, and drove to the ancient plain. The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk. Li Shangyin's "Dengle Youyuan" suddenly appeared in Hongchen's mind. When I was learning this poem, the teacher always felt as if something was wrong when he talked about it, and the expression on his face was solemn as if he was thinking, and when he thought about it, he seemed to experience the teacher's thoughts, and he seemed to be like this sunset, which would eventually disappear slowly, and be replaced by a slow long night, if there was an afterlife, .......

Hongchen lay quietly on the hospital bed, his eyes staring directly at the sun, the sun that was once invisible, not a typo, this is not an idiom, is now silent, losing its dazzling halo and slowly becoming the same as other stars, even inferior to stars, can only be a foil to the moon!

The sunset gradually went west, the light pulled the shadow of the thermos on the windowsill longer and longer, it seems that it does not seem to leave like this, it is still struggling desperately, stretching out 10,000 arms from its body to grasp all the physical objects that can be grasped by time, but time does not buy its account, let his arm be pulled like a rubber band, just when it breathes a little, time completely throws it into the darkness, it does not have any ability to fight back, can only silently fall westward, tomorrow, tomorrow may have a new beginning, but today it can never return to today。

The sun may set in the west, but tomorrow it will rise again in the east, but if life is gone, it will never start all over again!

The ward gradually darkened, and Hongchen's heart was lifted again. Fortunately, at this time, grandma came in through the door, holding food in her hand.

"Grandma, turn on the lights!"

The light turned on! Grandma's familiar figure was finally reflected in Hongchen's eyes, and his thoughts slowly calmed down again, as if the baby had finally found its mother, and a hanging heart had returned to its original place.