"Christao, can you help me ask the doctor what I'm sick with?"

After Ouyang Ze walked for a while, I whispered to Cristao, who was sitting on the side.

She was busy peeling and peeling oranges for me, and both hands were stained with the faint fragrance of fruit.

"yes, okay."

She put down the fruit knife in her hand, took out a few tissues from the carton to wipe the juice on her hand, smiled and kissed me on the forehead before getting up and leaving the room.

I still don't have any strength in my body, but when I touch my stomach with my hand, I still feel a pain, like a sharp knife spinning around your flesh, ripping off your flesh.

A serious illness must be a serious illness. If it was just a simple starvation, Ouyang Ze would definitely tell me, and he would definitely not hide it from me. If it weren't for a serious illness, my stomach wouldn't hurt at the first touch...

Waiting for results is always difficult. Lying quietly on the bed and watching the "angels in white" coming and going at the door, from time to time you can still smell the fragrance of fruits and rice, which really feels like being in heaven.

It was a long time before Chris Tao returned. Her expression was the same as Ouyang Ze's, her frowning brows were full of sorrow, and her closed lips were full of sadness.

She deliberately pretended to be happy before entering the door, but the sadness of that moment was still in my eyes.

"How? What is my disease? ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's just that I haven't eaten for too long, just eat something."

Christao prevaricated me with lies, but the corners of her red eyes and trembling tone couldn't hide the truth.

"Don't lie to me, I know I must be sick..."

I began to panic a little, because Christao's nervous but unconcealed expression was so terrifying, as if to announce that I was going to die soon.

She still smiled slightly, but the smile was no longer as simple as just now, no longer as sunny as just now.

"Well, doctor... Doctor, oh, the doctor said I wasn't a family member, so he didn't tell me, I was afraid that you would be worried, so I lied to you. ”

Krista avoided my gaze and picked up the fruit knife and peeled the half-red, half-yellow apple.

She is the least likely to lie, and any person with such a demeanor can detect the abnormality and see that she is still lying.

The more she lied, the more uneasy I felt and the more my stomach ached...

"Christao, you're the best person I've ever had. In this world, apart from Ouyang Ze, only you are the best for me... Do you also want to hide it from me, and try to deceive me..."

Tears of fear still flowed from the corners of his eyes, and the trembling tone replaced the pretended calm just now.

Seeing me like this, Cristao couldn't pretend anymore. She was like a swollen sack filled with candy, and the moment she opened her mouth, those "candy" gushed out like running water.

"I'm sorry, it's just... It's just that I really can't tell you! ”

With a slight shake of the fruit knife in Christao's hand, the long apple peel broke in half. Half of it fell to the ground, and half of it was still attached to the surface of the pulp.

It was her first mistake, maybe not the first mistake of her life, but it was the first mistake I've seen since I met her...

Her tears were more raging than mine, and her crying was more heart-rending than mine, and her sapphire blue pupils were blurred by tears, and she couldn't reflect her sunny heart.

"Tell me, I'll hold on."

There was still a pain in my stomach, and I wanted to struggle, but I didn't have any strength in my body...

"Stomach... stomach..."

Christao's tone trembled a little, and she couldn't even speak clearly.

"Stomach cancer?"

The word flashed through my mind, and somehow, I came up with it. I asked tentatively as Kris Tao asked, waiting for her answer.

"Ahh

Her heart-rending cry was the answer I was looking for... Gastric cancer... Sure enough, it was stomach cancer, and I guessed countless questions in my life, and this was the only time I guessed the correct answer...

I didn't know what to say, my brain was dizzy again, and I fell back on the pillow again.

At this point, her crying seemed to be like the expression of a mime, and although I watched the tears on her face, I couldn't hear her cry from the heart.

"It's okay, it's not a serious illness, it's still going to be fine."

I hadn't gotten out of the panic I had just had, and I hadn't realized that I was a terminally ill dying person. I also reached out and caressed Christao's shoulder, comforting her as she cried.

She didn't speak, and the cry was her best words, interpreting her sad heart and her love for me.

"Don't cry, Hugh... Take a few days off... Just rest for a few days..."

I also felt the cold touch of tears on my cheeks, and I also felt the pain of the knife cutting across my cheeks. It's just that my voice can't be as heart-rending as hers, and I can only cry silently...

"Chen Rui!"

Christao hugged me violently, her crying face buried deep behind my ear, moistening the dry pillow behind my head with her moist and warm tears.

"I'm going to die... Right..."

She still didn't speak, but the more intense crying was a substitute for the answer she was about to give, a tactful announcement to me that I was going to die.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's all my fault! It's me who didn't take care of you! Hit me! ”

Chris Tao took my hand and slapped it left and right on her face, and the tears that fell from time to time dripped down my face to convey her guilt for me.

"Where are you sorry for me... It's my own bad health... I can't complain about you..."

I pulled out my hand and gently stroked her red and swollen face, brushing her messy hair.

Death, who is not afraid, to be honest, I am afraid of death. I'm afraid to leave this world, I'm afraid to leave the people I love. I had fantasized about countless possibilities of death, but I never thought I would actually experience one of them...

I should have gone crazy, I should have cried, I should have grabbed something next to me and threw it out the door... But I didn't... At this moment, I became so abnormal, so indifferent, as if the person who was about to die had nothing to do with me...

"Ouyang Ze will come back in a while, don't tell him that I already know, pretend not to know, understand?"

I gently patted Christao's trembling shoulder and asked, I was afraid that she would reveal her emotions and be seen by Ouyang Ze. I don't want to worry Ouyang Ze anymore and add trouble to Ouyang Ze, because I have dragged him down too much, too much...

Death can sometimes really change a person's state of mind, change his original ignorant and frivolous state of mind...