In the classroom of Beijing University of Agricultural Sciences, the old professor with black-rimmed glasses on top of a circle of local support for the central government's hair art is foaming at the mouth of a group of sleepy seniors to make a final summary of agricultural ecological environment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info After this class, and then hand in the graduation thesis, these students will officially graduate. The old professor pushed his glasses, which had slipped a little, and looked at a female student sitting in the front row who was bowing her head and taking notes seriously, and nodded regretfully but gratifyingly.

Mu Chenxue didn't notice the professor's gaze, because what the professor said couldn't be heard at all for she, a deaf and dumb person. But with tenacity and perseverance, she squeezed through the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination and was admitted to the university of her dreams. And her notes are copycat lesson plans, and nearly half of the students in the class wait in line every day for copy.

is different from these classmates who use their parents' hard-earned money as pocket money and only want a college diploma. She has no background, because she was born with a disability and was abandoned before her first birthday. She did not have a healthy body, because Western medicine had pronounced her death sentence early on. But she didn't accept her fate, because she made a promise to the old director of the orphanage to live every day seriously and learn a skill to give back to the society. Although the old dean no longer had the opportunity to attend her graduation ceremony, she believed that the old dean in heaven would definitely be able to feel it, so she did not dare to forget it for a moment and kept her promise.

Mu Chenxue closed the notes, and seeing that the bell was about to ring after class, the friend next to her pushed her with an embarrassed look like she had just woken up, and handed over a mobile phone with words written on it.

"Chenxue, I'm about to graduate, I'm having a party, do you want to come along?" Mu Chenxue shook her head lightly at her friend and made an acupuncture motion. Frightened, my friend didn't finish yawning, shook his shoulders, and got goosebumps. Her friend is not afraid of heaven and earth, she mixes with a group of boys every day, fights on the street, plays ball after class, even if she is cut by a knife, she will not cry when she is suffocated by the ball, but she is most afraid of injections.

"Chenxue, it's been four years, I really admire that you can persevere. When I think about that thin acupuncture, I get hairy all over my body. Forget it, if you don't go, don't go, come back in the evening and bring you something delicious! ”

Mu Chenxue stretched out her right thumb and tapped it twice to express her gratitude. How can a person with a sound body like a friend understand the pain in her heart. Even though Western medicine has diagnosed her, even if everyone says that she was born with a disability, she still believes that a miracle will happen. Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and has been passed down for thousands of years, and maybe when she is born with a disability, there will be a law to treat and a medicine to treat. So after coming to Beijing, she begged a lot of people to learn from an old Chinese medicine doctor. She believed in the old dean's words and did not give up hope as long as she lived.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Mu Chenxue closed the door of the Chinese medicine clinic, this is the last time she came here to help, four years of old Chinese medicine doctors, she has learned a lot, and even the old Chinese medicine doctors have allowed her to study and observe from the side. But four years is too short after all, and she has to leave Beijing before she can get a TCM license.

With reluctance in my heart, I walked towards the school with infinite hope for the future. The night in Beijing is full of neon flashes, standing at the intersection and waiting for the signal of the morning snow, greedily breathing the air with Beijing's specialty "haze". The next time I come back, I don't know if it will be in a few years.

Seeing that the red light turned green, Mu Chenxue walked towards the opposite side. "Horn! Trumpet! Trumpet! "The deafening sound of horns, the flashing headlights near and far, the frightened screams of passers-by, the call of death, all of them failed to attract the attention of Mu Chenxue. Because in her world, all sound is a luxury.

With a thud, accompanied by the sound of emergency brakes and the screams of pedestrians, Mu Chenxue looked at the culprit who pushed her to death the moment she flew up. It was her friend who was sitting in the car, and although she only glanced at it, she still noticed that something was wrong with her friend, and it was obviously a reaction after taking the drug. But even if she wanted to persuade her, it was no longer possible.

The spurted blood instantly covered her eyes, and in the silent world, Mu Chenxue, who couldn't even make a sound when she was hit, was now robbed of her eyes, and her world didn't even have a trace of light. No matter how strong she is, she doesn't have the courage to face herself who may be paralyzed. She's tired!

"Old Dean, I'm sorry! If you were looking at me from heaven right now, would you be angry at me for withdrawing today? But I'm really tired! Mu Chenxue's consciousness became more and more blurred, except for the bloody breath that could not be concealed in her nasal cavity, and the pain like tearing on her body, the only two senses of the five senses only drew a painful respite to her last life.

"Friend, my short life is coming to an end, but after you wake up, will you regret it for the rest of your life because of guilt?" It's a pity that no one can give her an answer. The snow was finally swallowed up by darkness and fell into the endless abyss.

"If you can start your life all over again, if you know that your life is so short, will you still be so desperate in this life, desperately trying to brush up on the slightest sense of existence in this cold world?"