Different from the chaos in the United States, Yongliang County, Sanjin Province, this remote and impoverished small county town in China, a girl lies on a hospital bed and looks out the window, beautiful and quiet.

Knock knock on the door of the ward, and a nurse walked in.

"Ning Yi, are you peeking at your mobile phone again? Your mobile phone is hot! How many times have you told you, you can't often contact electronic products with this disease, especially mobile phones, which have strong radiation!" The nurse scolded with a straight face.

Ning Yi's face was pale, but he showed a warm smile: "Xiao Wu, where did you hear the fallacies? I haven't heard of leukemia, so I can't use my mobile phone." ”

Xiao Wu snorted: "You don't care where I heard it, in short, if you are not allowed to use it, you are not allowed to use it! From today onwards, I will confiscate my mobile phone." If there is an important call or message, I will tell you. You're going to be honest enough to heal me!"

Ning Yi sighed helplessly: "Xiao Wu, you also know what the situation of my illness is." Even if you don't touch your phone again, you won't be able to live long. Why don't you let me fulfill my last wish! ”

Xiao Wu was resolute: "I'm a doctor, you have to listen to me! If I let you rest, you will rest, if I don't let you die, you can't die! Don't think about anything else! Sleep!"

After speaking, Xiao Wu forcibly covered Ning Yi with a quilt and asked Ning Yi to sleep.

Ning Yi was quite helpless about the new little nurse, so he could only close his eyes obediently.

The moment he closed his eyes, Ning Yi seemed to see a brilliant scene from the faint light of his eyelids closed.

That was the stage scene when she collaborated with Wang Yong in "Zhuangzi Dream Butterfly". At the end of the stage scene, Wang Yong stood up and woke up from a big dream, while the butterfly played by Ning Yi quietly dropped her wings and wrapped herself in the darkness and left silently.

"Is it going to end?" Ning Yi sighed faintly in his heart, full of reluctance.

It was night, and Ning Yiru once played the butterfly, and passed away suddenly.

With tears in their eyes, the doctors and nurses of Yongliang Hospital lined up to see off this strong and kind girl.

No one can forget that a week ago, the girl who came to Yongliang alone to teach was sent to the hospital covered in blood.

And the first thing she said after she woke up was: "I don't have much time, please don't send me to the hospital, I want to stay in this beautiful place." ”

During this week, there was an endless stream of children who came to visit, and there were no valuable things, all of them were local eggs, local chicken, and so on from the mountain village. But in Yongliang, these things are all of a poor family.

This shows Ning Yi's status in the minds of these students.

Ning Yi also hooked hands with the students on the hospital bed, and made an appointment to take the children to Yanjing to watch the flag-raising ceremony during the winter vacation.

It's just that now everything has become a mirror, and when it is lightly touched by the power of fate, it will be shattered in an instant.

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United States.

Wang Yong didn't fall asleep until late when he dealt with things, and he barely fell asleep until dawn outside the window. But then he was woken up by a phone call from Qian Xiaozheng.

"What's wrong?" asked Wang Yong, picking up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Qian Xiaozheng was silent for a long time.

"What the hell is going on?"

Finally, Qian Xiaozheng said softly: "Ning Yi, she ......"

There is no need to say more, Wang Yong has already guessed everything.

With a snap, the mobile phone slipped out of Wang Yong's hand.

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Yong picked up the mobile phone and said, "I'll go back to China immediately!"

Despite his exhaustion, Wang Yong put on his clothes and rushed to the airport.

Back in Huaxia, it was already the morning of the second day of Ning Yi's death.

Qian Xiaozheng waited for Wang Yong directly at the airport in Sanjin Province, and as soon as he got off the plane, he drove Wang Yong and galloped away.

And during this time, countless people also traveled from different places to a common place.

Yongliang.

By the time Wang Yong arrived at Yongliang Hospital, the hospital was already crowded with acquaintances.

Feng Kui.

"Mr. Good" cameraman.

Producer of "Mr. Good".

Almost the entire crew of "Mr. Good" came to the hospital.

In addition, there are dozens of students from Jinghua University, all of whom are Ning Yi's classmates.

Everyone had sad expressions, and they weren't even in the mood to greet each other.

The entire hospital corridor was shrouded in an atmosphere of grief because of the death of a girl.

"Teacher Wang!" After people saw Wang Yong coming, they raised their heads and shouted at the same time.

Wang Yong nodded at everyone, and walked all the way through the long corridor, like walking through a bridge between life and death, turning into the morgue.

There, Ning Yi lay quietly, his expression condensed, as if he had just fallen into a deep sleep.

Wang Yong's eyes were slightly red: "I'm sorry, Ning Yi." I'm coming back late!"

Qian Xiaozheng held Wang Yong's shoulder, not knowing what to say.

"Woo woo, Ning Yi, I'm sorry for you! I'm sorry for you......" At this time, a girl's crying voice suddenly came from outside.

Then I saw a little nurse rushing towards her with a mobile phone in her hand, she rushed into the morgue, and knelt down in front of Ning Yi's morgue.

"Ning Yi, I shouldn't have confiscated your phone...... It's me who is not good, I don't know if you still have a wish that has not been fulfilled...... I'm damned. The little nurse was hazy with tears in her eyes and couldn't stop crying.

"What's going on?" Wang Yong asked in amazement.

The little nurse did not answer, but directly handed the mobile phone to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong took a look, and the whole person was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

After reading it, Qian Xiaozheng was also silent for a long time, and his face was full of sadness.

Feng Kui and others, who were alarmed outside the door, also rushed over, and when they finished reading the things in the mobile phone, they were also sad one by one, and tears rained down.

In the mobile phone, it was a post that Ning Yi had made.

The content of the post is very simple, only one paragraph: I don't live long, is anyone in Los Angeles, can you help me write a few words on the beach?

Here are a number of responses, most of which said they weren't in Los Angeles. Only one student from the United States said that he happened to be in Los Angeles, but he was not available for the past few days, and he would not be able to help Ning Yi go to the beach to write until the weekend.

Ning Yi replied: Okay, thank you.

It's just that that weekend, the netizen who promised Ning Yi to go to write didn't show up.

Until just now, a prompt notification came from Ning Yi's mobile phone, but someone replied.

It was the Los Angeles student who replied: Are you still there? I forgot about you last week, so I'll help you write it this afternoon, can you?

The international student didn't know that the owner of the post was no longer there, and it would never be possible to stand up and reply to him.

Are you still there?

Four words made the people in the entire hospital corridor cry into tears. Even Wang Yong burst into tears, muttering only a few words in his mouth.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

Los Angeles is exactly where Wang Yong was a week ago.

Wang Yong's hands trembled, and he replied instead of Ning Yi in that post: "I am Wang Yong, Ning Yi is no longer there." Thank you for helping her fulfill her wish, she must be very happy. ”

After replying, Wang Yong chose to turn off his mobile phone. wiped a handful of tears and began to deal with Ning Yi's aftermath.

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Ning Yi's post bar is a big bar with a large number of people, and this kind of post will not be stored long on the homepage before it sinks.

But today, this post has stayed in the first line of the homepage and has not gone down.

But someone found out about Ning Yi's conversation with the international student.

After reading the post, almost all netizens couldn't help but burst into tears.

A simple sentence - are you still there?

But he passed through life and death, and nailed the saddest thing in the world into everyone's hearts.

I don't know who took the lead, but pictures suddenly appeared on the post floor.

The images are all from the seaside, with the waves crashing in the distance and the wet sand in the distance.

Eight words on the beach: In this world, Ning Yi has been here.

The pictures were taken in Qingdao, Yungang, Mingzhu and Xiamen......

All over China.

But wherever there is a sea, almost all of them appear like this.

Netizens used this behavior to mourn the girl who is no longer there.

An hour later, this post was discovered by the post bar management and immediately recommended it on the homepage.

Ten minutes later, the post was reposted on Weibo, Zhihu, Toutiao, Hupu and other major forums.

So netizens across the country knew the story.

There are more and more seaside photos with "In this world, Ning Yi has come", and countless netizens have participated in this spontaneous and huge mourning.

Later, not only photos of the seaside, but also photos of different countries in different places appeared.

"I'm in the Li River, and I'm here to write 'This world is easy to come'. ”

"I'm in Mount Tai, and I'm here to write 'This world is easy to come'. ”

"I'm in Paris, and I'm writing under the Eiffel Tower, 'This world would never have been easier'. ”

"I'm at the Golden Gate Bridge in the United States, and I'm here to write 'This world is easy to come by.'" ”

……

Some are written directly on the ground, some are holding printed paper, and some are posted videos.

No matter which one it is, it represents the touching and mourning of netizens.

As the matter spread, Ning Yi's identity was recognized. At this time, netizens knew that Ning Yi was the girl who once shocked Huaxia with a palm dance stunt.

Ning Yi's video of "Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly" was also widely forwarded, and countless people exclaimed that there was such a girl who had existed in this world.

Even the director who kicked Ning Yi out of the "Ni Dress Girl" program group also forwarded this video, with a sentence: "Ning Yi, go well." You've been to this world. ”

At Ning Yi's funeral three days later, Wang Yong took a stack of photos downloaded from the Internet and gently put them into the fire in front of him one by one.

"Ning Yi, do you see? Everyone knows you've been here! I guess you must be smiling happily at this time. Wang Yong muttered.

Next to it, there was a row of old men and a woman.

But it's an eyeless person and Zhao Yani.

The leader of the eyeless man old tears, choked up: "Nier, you still said that you are waiting to see the movie of our old guys! Now that the movie is finished, you are gone...... Brothers, let's sing the last song for Nizi together!"

In an instant, a desolate tone resounded throughout the mountain.

"Sheep belly, hand towels, three blues

It's easy for us to meet, but it's hard to talk

One is on that mountain, and the other is in that ditch

We can't talk about it, hey, make a move

I see the village, the village is gone, and I don't see anyone......"

At the scene, countless people quietly turned their backs and wiped away the tears on their faces.