Chapter 454: Love and Hate Dissipate (2)

Suddenly, she realized that it was not that he didn't answer her calls, but that heaven was missing her signal and he could no longer receive calls. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Trembling took the only two diaries he left, one was his and the other was hers, she opened his diary, and there was only one line of words: Your smile made me remember the summer!

She suddenly remembered that he seemed to have ordered her not to write a diary a long, long time ago, it turned out that he had known that he would suddenly leave one day, and he didn't want her to remember his existence. I don't want him to write about his sorrows in her diary. But she still kept a diary quietly, and she didn't know it at the time, it turned out that he had known that she had written a diary quietly, and in the year she left to study, he used a mobile phone to change her diary, and that night, she thought he wanted the diary to be kept. She still remembers, he said, that the diary is all the sadness of memory, and the people in the diary are all memories living in sadness. Can't change, can't change, it's sad.

He doesn't like to be sad in his memories, so he wants to keep her diary, and orders her not to write a diary anymore, his order is never violated, so she hasn't kept a diary for three years, and the three years she has been studying have been watching the text messages he sent, but she doesn't know that every time she uses a mobile phone to send a text message, his incidence will be radiated several times more. But he never gave up. It wasn't until three years later in the early summer that he sent his last text message, which read: Give me a smile. And she happened to have no battery on her phone, and she didn't receive it in time, and he missed a smile from her.

Closing the diary, she suddenly realized, she remembered, he said, he didn't go through the summer, he didn't know what summer was like, at that time, she thought he was teasing her, and now she knows that he has been cold since he was a child, and he has never felt warm in life.

She also knew the meaning of his original name Jieyu, and also understood that he would spend a day under the begonia tree in early summer every year, and it turned out that he couldn't do without begonia flowers.

She opened her diary, which slowly replayed bits and pieces of him and her.

Turning to the last page, she was suddenly stunned for a few seconds, lowered her head and gently stroked the words he left for her, after which she raised her head and smiled happily at the begonia flower.

Because, he wrote: Give me a smile, let me remember that I have been to the world.

The begonia flower in front of the court was swept up by the wind, and gradually it was snowing.

Perhaps, on the other side of each other's invisible, your one is blessing you, and you don't know it!

In the Yongfu Garden Mausoleum in Nanshan, you will see this girl every Sunday, she always carries a lily, and after she has put it in front of Tomb No. 89, she will take out a few letters from her pocket, no one can hear what she reads, but everyone can see that she is reading so seriously and so affectionately. After reading the letter, she would silently burn it in front of the grave, and then sit there quietly with her knees held by herself for a long, long time.

The caretakers of the cemetery were curious, because there were few people like her who came to visit the grave every week and wrote several letters a week, except for festivals. Although she was curious, no one bothered the girl. Back and forth, the girl was the same as yesterday, the wind and rain never stopped. The administrators admired the girl's persistence.

On a Wednesday morning in June, the cemetery was as quiet as usual, and no one came except for an elderly couple who had visited. The administrators were cleaning up their respective areas, and someone said, "Huh? "Broke the calm of the cemetery. People saw that the girl was coming again, but today was not Sunday, and everyone thought that the girl was getting more and more strange.

The girl was carrying a basket, and when the girl walked to the tomb, people found that there were many things in front of the tombstone, and it turned out that someone had come to worship. Only then did people remember the old couple in the morning, it must have been them. The girl took out a lily from the basket, and a plate of fruit, and put a stick of incense on it. After all this was done, the girl took out a letter and read it as usual, but before she could finish the letter, it suddenly began to rain heavily in the sky. The caretakers all ran to the lounge, for it was the only place in the garden where they could hide from the rain. The girl couldn't run there too.

Maybe the girl was a little shy, maybe she didn't want to cause trouble to others, she didn't go into the lounge, she just hid outside under the eaves, and when the rain stopped, she wanted to leave here. But the caretakers could not bear to see the girl alone in the rain, and repeatedly invited her into the house to hide from the rain, but the girl could not bear it, so she had to go into the house. An aunt poured a cup of hot water for the girl, and after a moment of silence she could not help but wonder Lao Jia, the caretaker of the cemetery, called him so, and finally opened her mouth.

"Girl, you're here to see your boyfriend!" The girl shook her head.

"It must have been to see your relatives." The girl shook her head anyway.

Lao Jia couldn't hold it back, "Girl, who are you?" ”

The girl bit her lip, as if trying to remember, and muttered, "Who is he?" "There was a blur in the corners of my eyes. At this time, everyone couldn't help it. "Girl, can you tell us about what happened between you?" "Girl, just tell me about it!" Seeing that everyone was about to plead, the girl took a deep breath, but it could be seen that it was still difficult to calm the ups and downs in her heart. The girl told their story.

It was more than two years ago, and the girl was diagnosed with leukemia, but it was not at an advanced stage, and as long as she actively cooperated with the doctor's treatment, there was still great hope for recovery. Soon the girl was admitted to the hospital and placed in bed No. 4 in ward No. 5. There was also a patient in bed No. 1 in the same ward, who was about the same age as himself, a young man, and his body was very thin, but he knew from the contours of his face that he used to be a handsome man. I heard from my mother that his name is Xu Bin, and he has advanced blood cancer, and if he can't find a suitable bone marrow for transplantation, he may not live for a year.

At first, the girl was very active in cooperating with the doctor's treatment, and the treatment effect was good. The girl didn't say anything during chemotherapy, but when she cut her long hair, the girl still cried in distress.

When they are fine, they will talk together, the boy rarely speaks, more often he listens to the girl, and the girl talks more about her boyfriend. Talking about how her boyfriend loved her, took care of her, and many other romantic things he did for her. Looking at the girl's happy and proud appearance, the boy felt very warm in his heart instead of jealousy, such a feeling had never been felt before, as if he would be happy if she was happy. Of course, the boy never told the girl what he thought.

(To be continued.) )