On the seventh day, the rain outside the house seemed to be heavier. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind chimes rang as usual, and the door was slowly opened, still dressed in white.

"No, I'm coming. As usual, the boy opened the door and entered, greeting him. It's just that this time he was a little surprised that Wu actually didn't lie on a rattan chair to read, but stood in front of the desk, changed into a gray coat, and at this time the black robe made him even more light and cold, and he seemed to be waiting for him.

"Welcome... Come to the East Crow Grocery Store, where you can find everything you want. "Today, Wu has changed into the posture of a businessman, and he is alienated between his hands.

"What do you want?" looked at the boy with a quiet look in his eyes.

"Did you get straight to the point so quickly?" the young man didn't seem surprised at his cold face, and the smile on his lips was still innocent and natural.

"It's been long enough, and besides, you've already figured it out. He looked at the smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, his eyes deepened a little, and he replied in a deep voice.

"Do I have to leave?" the boy asked, knowing that he was serious, a little reluctantly, cautiously.

"For what you've always wanted, you've got to leave. But you have to tell me what you really want. ”

"I... I don't know. He avoided his sudden, sharp gaze, turned his face, lowered his eyes, and stared at the floor in the darkness in a daze, a strong repulsion emanating from him.

Wu's slender eyes narrowed even more thinly, and he knew it in his heart, but his mouth was still aggressive.

"A momentary escape will not solve anything. You have people you've always cared about, they're always there for you, do you really want to make them sad and make them live in pain forever. ”

If there is no word, the young man chuckled in his heart, and a wry smile hung on his face, as if he was mocking, but this object was himself.

"I used to wonder if I had never been born into this world, maybe they would have had a better child and lived happily ever after. Instead of running to various hospitals every day, I washed my face with tears every day for my illness. I am an ominous child, and leaving will be a relief for them, and they will not be so sad. ”

"Your absence of goodbye will make them even more sad. The loss of the son, the pain of the mother, and the deep love will make it even more painful. Your heart tells me that you don't want that. I said, think from your heart, ask your heart first, tell me..." He paused for a moment, his brown eyes shining through the round mirror, as deep as Bitan couldn't look to the end, "Do you want to go back?"

The young man's shoulders shook for a while, as if to hide the complicated feelings in his heart, and he couldn't breathe. His heart trembled when he heard what Wu had said, he hesitated, he didn't know, he just stood silent, waiting for his answer.

Silence was the most torturous waiting, and the boy's discomfort was torturing his whole body, and finally, a weak and hoarse voice sounded, and the two words seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

"I want to"

No red lips curled slightly, revealing a relieved smile, he knew that he would not let him down.

"Well, then, it's time for you to go back, Yanxi. ”

The familiar and unfamiliar name gently tapped on the young man's ear, and slowly knocked on his long-dull heart.

The rain outside the house seemed to have stopped, and the dark clouds that had been stacked on the horizon were slowly dissipating at this time, and the rain was finally about to stop.

Outside the window, it gradually brightened, and the slightest ray of light peeked into the room through the layers of dark clouds, and sprinkled on the boy's upright shoulders, like a pair of shadowless hands gently tapping the boy.

"Ah, it's been a long time since I've heard my name called, it's good. A crystal tear slowly fell from the young man's clear right eye, and a happy and bright smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I couldn't pick up something from the desk behind me and hand it to Yan Xi's eyes.

"It's something you really want and I hope you like it. He gave a soft smile, a real him, a real smile, which made Yan Xi feel warm in his heart.

As a result, what he had in his hand, he said sincerely,

"Thank you, none. He held the red umbrella with satisfaction in his eyes. That's right, this is the first umbrella he gave him, the one that belongs to him.

Now it is back to its rightful owner.

When leaving, Yan Xi smiled and said,

"No, did I say that it was nice to meet you. ”

"Now, you've said it. Yanxi, I'm here, you won't come again. Wu also smiled with gratitude, although no one had ever said so to himself, but for the kind boy, he would not be stingy to give a sincere smile.

"It's a pity, it's rare to have a little intimacy with Xun, I'm actually leaving, and I didn't see it today, did it hide on purpose. He looked around, and by this time all the dark clouds outside had dispersed, and it was rare to see the afterglow cast into the house, and the light was safe, and the room was not so dark.

He felt sorry for not seeing Xun, but he couldn't comfort himself.

"Well, that kid hates parting the most, and he doesn't come out to meet again next time!"

He said the next time, Yan Xi's heart warmed,

"I know, say hello to him, and tell him that I'll bring apples next time." He promised, then took something out of his right pocket, "This time, let him eat whole, don't rob him." ”

"Okay" did not take the apple he gave and seriously agreed.

"Goodbye, then, none!" he still had to leave, with a big smile on his face and a wave of his hand vigorously.

"Goodbye, Yanxi. The flower-like boy left under the rainbow after the rain, took the red umbrella that belonged to him, and disappeared at the door.

After the rain, the sky was clear, and the rain of seven days sprinkled enough water, and the sky was as blue as a wash, and this rain washed away all the filth, and all things were reborn and moisturized. At the end of the empty air, a wisp of desolate smoke, a few points of residual red, should penetrate the entire sky.

The cool breeze slowly blew through, taking away the irritable mood and clearing the mood.

This rain will eventually stop, and people's hearts will slowly warm up, and these are just time. There are gains and losses, life in the world, but seeking is a "live" word, and the illness of the teenager will slowly get better, because there is another kind in this world, called miracles.

The boy who returned to his body, after half a year of sleep, finally woke up, the first time he really opened, he saw his parents hugging and crying together, he was full of emotion in his heart, lying on the familiar hospital bed, thinking about everything, as if the previous thing was just a dream.

He looked sideways out the window, and the rain hanging on it seemed to tell him that it had all happened so real. Gently closing his eyes, the corners of his pale lips curled little by little, and a tear silently crossed his cheeks, and fell quietly into the pillow, leaving a drop of water, and then disappeared.

He silently said in his heart,

"Thank you"