As I hurried back to the food stall with my porridge, an ambulance was whizzing from afar.

The food stalls were full of people, and I grabbed one of them and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The man looked at me and said, "Hey, you're not the one who just ate here, your friend vomited blood and fainted, you should hurry up and take a look!" ”

As soon as I heard this, my back broke out in a cold sweat, and I immediately pulled away from the crowd, only to see Ren Qingliu lying on the ground with her eyes closed, next to the proprietress who was panicking and wanted to help her but didn't dare to move.

"Boss, I'm her friend." I squeezed in and sat down on my knees beside Qingliu, "What's the matter with her?" ”

"I don't know!" The proprietress probably has never experienced a guest vomiting blood, and her voice was a little trembling with fright, "Just now when I sent the sour plum soup, I saw her back to me wiping her tears, and then I kindly asked her what was wrong, she didn't speak, and when I put down my things and was about to leave, she suddenly coughed a few times, spit out a few mouthfuls of bloody phlegm, and then fell down as soon as her body was weak." ”

I was so anxious that I wanted to cry, so I bent down and gently patted her cheek, "Qingliu, Qingliu, can you hear me?" Wake up! ”

Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were pale without a trace of blood, and her arms were slightly cold, as if they couldn't be warmed no matter how much I rubbed them.

"Let one go, let one go." The ambulance stopped outside the door, and several paramedics crowded in from behind the crowd with stretcher vans. first felt Qingliu's pulse, and then gave the person behind her a look, and the person behind immediately understood, and buckled a breathing mask to her mouth and nose.

"Are the patient's family members absent?"

I was still in a daze, and the doctor asked again, and I suddenly woke up, "Ah! Ah, I'm her," the doctor asked again, "Does the patient have a history of allergies, especially to seafood and the like?" ”

"She can't eat shrimp!" I replied immediately. As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered the bitterness and sourness that flashed on her face when I put shrimp meat in her bowl at night, and her heart suddenly tightened.

I said dryly, "She—she can't eat shrimp but, she just ate one." ”

"What is her medical history?"

I'm not sure, "No." ”

The doctor pressed her stomach, looked at the bloody sputum spit out on the table, and frowned, "It can't be nothing." ”

My tears crackled and fell, and I wiped them vigorously. "I'm sorry. I do not know. ”

The doctor looked at me, pressed her stomach again, and then asked the man behind her to lift her into the ambulance.

I also got into the car. The nurse asked, "Doctor, now do you want to get a desensitization injection?" ”

The doctor's brow remained furrowed, and he listened to her breathing again, and shook his head, "It's not about allergies. Vomiting blood, her lips were white, and I had just pressed her stomach, hard. Retracting himself, he affirmed, "There must be something wrong with her stomach!" ”

Qingliu was pushed to take a CT scan, and the nurse took me to the hospitalization, just because I was too flustered, all the mobile phone keys and bags were left in the restaurant, so I had to take Qingliu's wallet to pay the deposit.

"Name, gender, age." "Ren Qingliu, female, 26 years old."

"The deposit is xxx yuan, and below is the signature of the family, and the contact information must be left."

I signed and wrote a string of phone numbers. Opening Qingliu's wallet, her wallet does not have much cash, and there are several bank cards neatly placed in the mezzanine, I pulled out one, and a black and white photo inside fell out.

I picked it up, and the person in this black-and-white photo licking the ice cream in his hand with a satisfied face was me when I was a freshman in high school.

I remember this photo.

At that time, everyone was a poor student, and there was basically no mobile phone, only the class leader had a point-and-shoot camera that could only take black and white photos, and I heard that it was eliminated by my brother who was a photographer, so I showed off in the class all day long, and did not lend it to my classmates to shoot, saying that negatives were very expensive and could not be taken indiscriminately by people who did not understand art.

Although his humble appearance was very annoying, it was indeed a strange thing for us at that time, so we still gathered around the class leader all day long, begging him to lend us a few photos, and in order to get this honor, I heard that some classmates gave him their private collection of comic books. I don't know how Qingliu borrowed the camera, but after that, the guitar that she didn't leave every day disappeared for a long time, and when I asked her, she just smiled gently and fooled her around.

Qingliu took two pictures, one of me eating a popsicle and one of her playing the guitar. However, they exchanged and saved each other, saying that even if they were not at the same university in the future, they could remember what each other were like at that time.

I kept that picture of her in my pencil case until I went to college, and one day my bag fell on the bus. The pencil case is gone, and the photograph is gone.

After completing the formalities and returning to the inpatient department, Qingliu has been pushed into the emergency room. I sat in front of the emergency room for a while before being called into the office by the doctor.

The doctor put the film under the light, pushed his glasses, and told me directly, "In addition to allergies, the patient has also checked for other problems." ”

His expression was stern, and he didn't mean to joke at all. I thought of the blood she vomited, and I had a sense of foreboding.

The doctor pointed to a black module on the piece and said, "This one is a tumor, in the stomach." ”

My brain, which was not ready for an answer, buzzed after hearing the words, and then went blank. A few seconds later, I heard my own voice drifting from a distance, "What do you mean?" ”

"After CT scanning, the patient's stomach is in very poor condition, and there is a tumor, it seems that the time is not short, such a large tumor should make her very painful, why, your family has never noticed?"

I don't know how bad my stomach is, and I don't know how painful it is to have a tumor in my body, but at this moment, the doctor's words are like a needle, piercing my heart one by one, the wound is not deep, but it hurts.

"Doctor, she has always been in good health, why did she suddenly get a tumor? Is there a mistake? She is only in her twenties, how can she be so sick? ”

The doctor was much calmer about my agitation and avoidance, "Illness has nothing to do with age. Nowadays, more and more diseases are progressing towards younger ages. There are many causes of stomach tumors, which may be due to diet or environmental factors. But I think the biggest reason is that the surgery didn't recover well, leaving a hidden problem," she said, pointing to a long black shadow on the film, "This should be the surgical suture, you see, right next to the tumor." Therefore, her stomach has undergone surgery before, and it may not have recovered well in subsequent treatment. ”

"What surgery would leave such a big wound in the stomach?"

"Then I don't know, under normal circumstances, stomach problems can be cured by resting or conventional treatment, if it has to go to the point of surgery, it is probably a stomach ulcer, or early stomach cancer and other serious diseases."

Gastric ulcer...... Gastric cancer...... Tumor......

The lights in the office were so bright that I felt a little dizzy and a little unable to stand.

"Hey, Zeng Yuanyuan, I'm Xiang Qian. You sue me, you honestly sue me, why did Qingliu suddenly have to go to the United States? Why did you completely cut off contact with me during that time? Why is there such a long wound mark in Qingliu's stomach? ”

After a long silence on the other end of the phone, a soft and glutinous voice slowly sounded, "I'll just say you'll know sooner or later." ”

"Do you remember the physical examination before the college entrance examination? Qingliu was found to have a stomach ulcer, at first she didn't take it seriously, only occasionally took some medicine to press the pain, and then she fainted in pain on the way home again, and happened to be met by me. So I took her to the hospital for a new check-up. And guess what? It's stomach cancer. I was supposed to be hospitalized immediately, but she said nothing that she wouldn't be hospitalized, and begged me countless times not to tell you about it. I had no choice but to pretend that nothing had happened. At a party after the college entrance examination, she drank some wine, and her stomach hurt and couldn't stand it, that time you were not there, I took her to the hospital, and the doctor said that the cancer began to spread and needed immediate surgery. She doesn't want to worry about her after you know, and still won't let me sue you. At that time, she also got an invitation from a foreign university, so she pretended to say that she was going to the United States to make music, and she was ruthless to part with you. Actually, we didn't board the plane at that time, but went to the hospital for surgery after you left. Shallow, we all saw you hiding behind the stone pillar and crying. You're crying, and Qingliu is crying too. She said she wanted to live, she said she didn't want to keep you. In the past few years, her condition has come and gone, and she has never completely improved, so she hides and doesn't dare to see you. She called me the other day just after returning home and said that she probably doesn't have much time to live, so she's going to be with you in the last days. ”

The phone in his hand no longer had the strength to hold it, and it fell to the ground with a thud. I crouched at the end of the hospital hallway, crying.

***

I held Qingliu's pale hand and stared at her for a moment. This is the only person I have ever loved in the most brilliant time of my life, this person who stood by my side unswervingly even when everyone hated and insulted me, this person who was always gentle to me, this person who was so kind and so good, how could he leave this world because of illness!

I don't know how long later, she slowly woke up, and saw a little surprise and surprise when I saw me by her side, but then she saw the situation around her.

"You know everything?" Even though she was hoarse and weak, her voice was still gentle and elegant.

"Hmm."

"If I don't come back to you," she said, with a little sadness in her expression, "If you don't come back, you won't know, and if you don't know, you won't be sad for me." It's good that you're happy, and it's good that you're able to find someone you like. I really, really ......" her eyes slipped down the corners of her eyes, and her voice grew low until it was faintly audible, "I really don't want you to be sad." ”

***

The general manager's home.

After touching the black card a few times, the door was closed.

"Coming back?" The general manager's voice came from the kitchen, followed by the sound of pots and pans clattering to the ground. The next moment she poked her head out in a floral apron and smiled at me, "I'm finally back." ”

When she was at home, she would scatter her bundled hair, and her long flaxen-colored hair would lie loosely on her chest, which would look much softer, and she would always smile when she spoke to me, completely losing her cold appearance in front of her subordinates and outsiders.

Seeing me staring at her, she pretended to be angry and stuck her waist and asked me, "Xiang assistant, what about the food you brought me?" I've been waiting for you in the company for a long time, and no one answered your call. ”

I let out a sigh of hindsight, then raised my empty hand and replied in a wooden voice, "No, I didn't bring it back......

She smiled and came over and rubbed my hair.

"You know you can't remember anything when you play." Pulling me to the kitchen, "Come and have a look." ”

On the dining table, there is a stack of delicate side dishes and two bowls of steaming porridge.

"Drinking, huh? The stomach must be very uncomfortable, come, sit down and taste the porridge I made. A rare hint of embarrassment appeared on her face, "First of all, this is the first time I cook porridge, and you have to eat it no matter whether it tastes good or not." ”

I sat down and took a sip, the rice was soft and glutinous, and it was sweet and delicious mixed with the petals of the lily. I didn't say a word, I took another bite.

She took off her apron and chattered, "The first time I found out that it was difficult to cook porridge, either with less water or too much sugar, and I had been in the kitchen for hours to cook these two bowls of porridge." Do you think it tastes good? I'll make it for you when it's delicious......"

My eyes were blurry again, and the rice porridge in my mouth, no matter how sweet it was, was now tasteless.

When she saw me crying, she panicked, and she couldn't find a tissue for a while, so she had to wipe my tears with her hands.

"Don't cry, don't cry. Isn't it delicious? If it's not delicious, I won't make it anymore, I'll learn to make something else for you......"

I took her hand away and whispered, "General Manager." ”

"Huh?" She answered softly.

"Let's break up." I say.