Thanks to Lao Zhang's son Xiao Zhang and Zhu Yezi for their tips!

"She insisted on saying goodbye to you, saying she wanted to thank you.?? Huoran? Text: w?w?w?.?" Looking at Huang Jia, who was pulling Han Yi's clothes, the nurse said.

Han Yi half-squatted and turned around and looked at Xiao Jiajia's eyes, although Xiao Jiajia still had a bright smile on her face at this time, she couldn't hide the tiredness on her face.

It can be seen that although she had a lot of fun just now, her body can't support it anymore, and that fragile body makes it so difficult.

Xiao Jiajia is a little girl who had a good chat with Han Yi just now, the two have become good friends, Jiajia is her nickname, Xiao Jiajia is also a cancer patient like Xiao Hai, terminal.

Looking at the smile on Xiao Jiajia's face, Han Yi was about to say something, when somehow Xiao Jiajia in a wheelchair coughed.

The weak body made everyone scramble suddenly, and the nurse standing behind also hurriedly squatted down to check, but Xiao Jiajia shook her head and said softly, "I'm fine." ”

Xiao Jiajia looked at the worry on the faces of Han Yi, the nurse and everyone, a weak smile was outlined at the corner of her mouth, and she quietly looked at Han Yi's eyes, and then whispered, "I'm sorry, my body is always bad, which worries my mother and everyone." ”

The child is so sensitive, even the subtle expressions on everyone's faces have been captured, Han Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "I think your smile is the best healing agent in the world, I feel extremely happy now, I think your mother must be the same." ”

Han Yi's words made Xiao Jiajia lower her head a little shyly.

Han Yi knelt on the ground on both knees, then supported the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, and lightly imprinted a kiss on her thin and pale cheek, the light touch, as if the dandelion had stopped on her cheek for a moment and then drifted away with the wind.

Without waiting for Han Yi to leave, Xiao Jiajia whispered in Han Yi's ear, "Big brother, am I going to die?" ”

These words made Han Yi's body stiffen directly, and he stepped back slightly with difficulty, looking at Xiao Jiajia's emaciated face, wondering if he had heard it wrong, and subconsciously had a questioning voice, "Huh? ”

Xiao Jiajia looked at Han Yi's eyes quietly, Xiao Jiajia's originally bright eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, "Am I going to die?" ”

The noon wind is blowing gently, and the windmill painted with seven colors on Xiao Jiajia's wheelchair is gently turning, which is specially painted by Han Yi for her, it is a rainbow-colored windmill, Jiajia said that she likes rainbows very much.

But Han Yi didn't know how to answer this question, and everyone fell silent. Bady and Wang Likun even lowered their heads, and their shoulders couldn't help but sway.

Han Yi looked at Xiao Jiajia in front of him, he was speechless for a while, and his mind was full of thoughts that he couldn't say a word, he never knew that he would be asked by a child's words, even if Han Yi searched his entire mind, he couldn't find a suitable answer to respond to Xiao Jiajia.

Han Yi lowered his head and avoided Xiao Jiajia's gaze in a panic, trying to open his mouth to make a little sound, but now he didn't know how to explain "what is death" to the little girl in front of him, who was only five years old.

Everyone standing behind Han Yi was also silent, although they had also encountered scenes of life and death parting in their acting careers, but at this moment they suddenly felt how pale and stupid their acting skills were at that time.

"Jiajia, do you know what death is?" Han Yi slowly straightened his waist and mustered up the courage to look at the little girl's dark eyes, which were like black pearls with helplessness and dazedness in them, and easily broke Han Yi's defense.

Xiao Jiajia nodded, squirmed her lips and said, "It's that I'll never see my mother again, and I'll never be able to play with other friends." Can...... But I don't want to ......."

Xiao Jiajia lowered her head listlessly and muttered sadly, "I don't want to be separated from my mother, and I don't want to be separated from other friends......"

All the words were clogged in his throat, and Han Yi turned his head behind him in a panic, at this time he wished that his head could rotate one hundred and eighty degrees.

He didn't want the wolf in his eyes to be seen by Xiao Jiajia, he should be strong, he should encourage Xiao Jiajia, he should give Xiao Jiajia hope, but he is ...... Every word is so tough.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone didn't know how to answer the question.

Han Yi felt a person approaching beside him, then squatted down, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Jessica's sad and haggard face, Jessica gently held Xiao Jiajia's curled up right hand:

"Jiajia, do you know, your mother and friends definitely don't want you to leave, they don't want to be separated from you, you are so good, no one wants you. So, you won't be separated from your mother, and if you don't have it, your mother will be miserable......"

Jessica's gentle but urgent words made the tears in Xiao Jiajia's eyes slide down one by one and fall on the back of Han Yi's hand, the hot temperature almost burned his skin, but he could only stiffen in place.

"Is that really the case? But why did Xiaohai leave? Is Xiaohai dead? Is he dead? Xiao Jiajia asked with tears streaming down her face, and the weak and immature words one after another made all the adults speechless.

Han Yi wiped the tears that slipped from his cheeks, but the tears couldn't stop, sliding down one after another. Even if he knows that he and Xiao Jiajia are just strangers, he is just a passerby in Xiao Jiajia's life, a volunteer with a name and code, after that, he will disappear into Xiao Jiajia's life, and Xiao Jiajia will continue to struggle on the line of death.

But it was this fact that stung Han Yi even more, it turned out that his efforts and persistence were nothing more than sympathy from Xiao Jiajia's point of view.

For him, it was just a simple morning, but for Xiao Jiajia, it was one of the few memorable moments in her short life, and the two of them were strangers who had nothing to do with each other from then on.

was so indifferent, so cold, so cruel, that Han Yi had no power to fight back.

The nurse standing next to the wheelchair was also a little overwhelmed, she opened her mouth to persuade Xiao Jiajia, but the words were stuck in her throat, with an incomprehensible obscurity on her face, but she finally turned her head.

Jessica looked at Xiao Jiajia in front of her, she couldn't cry, but she still tried to show a bright smile, "Jiajia, you know what? Xiaohai is going to see God, he will live a happy life in heaven, and there are many friends to play with him. ”

Xiao Jiajia froze in place, gradually quieted down, and then tried to touch the colored windmill with her left hand, but her hand didn't have much strength, and finally slipped down, and landed weakly on the back of Han Yi's hand, the light and fluttering bone almost like a feather.

Han Yi wiped the tears from his cheeks in a panic and smiled hard, but the mist in his eyes blurred his vision, and Han Yi took the windmill down and put it in Xiao Jiajia's hand. Gently holding Xiao Jiajia's left hand, I wanted to exert myself, but I was worried that I would accidentally break this glass-like little hand, so I could only do my best to warm Xiao Jiajia with the temperature of my palm.

"Big brother......" Xiao Jiajia's weak voice sounded low, the corners of her mouth were smiling, and her black eyes were covered with a thin mist, looking at Han Yi's face full of hope.

"Say, 'Does God like good children the most?' Xiaohai is a good child, he always takes medicine obediently, and he will talk to me when I am sad, and he will not cry even when he hangs the hanging needle, but comforts his mother. Does God like a good child like Xiaohai the most? ”

Oh, God.

For the first time, Han Yi truly felt the power of religion, which was not only a belief, but also a sustenance and a reliance, and if God could really give these fragile beings enough strength to persevere, Han Yi would also be willing to believe in the existence of Jesus Christ.

"Of course," Han Yi had a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't stop the tears, he smiled stupidly like a fool, "God likes a cute and well-behaved child like Jiajia the most." ”

"But I'm not good, I'm not good at all." The tears in Xiao Jiajia's eyes slipped down like pearls with broken threads,

"Big brother, I'm really a bad boy, I cried when I got an injection today, and my disobedience made my mother sad, and it also made Miss Nurse sad, I am a very bad and terrible child, so, can God not take me away? Can't he let me stay? ”

Xiao Jiajia's words made everyone completely collapse, Jessica and Bady even buried their cheeks in their hands, and tears fell to the ground through their fingers, mottled a large water stain.

The nurse, who had long been accustomed to life and death, stood aside, and couldn't bear to look away, breathing heavily, trying to calm herself down.

Han Yi looked at the despair and sadness in Xiao Jiajia's eyes, and the fist in his left hand couldn't help but clench like this, and then clenched again; Holding Jiajia's little hand, his right hand patted the back of Xiao Jiajia's hand gently, not knowing how to comfort him, he already felt that he was a failed author in the world at this time.

At this time, Peng Yuyan squatted in front of Xiao Jiajia, "Jiajia, do you know? I used to think that my life had come to an end, that all my opportunities were over, and that I was almost going to give up. But I didn't, I gritted my teeth and persevered. ”

"Will it be painful?" Xiao Jiajia asked with wide watery eyes and sobbing.

"Yes, it hurts, so painful that I can't help but cry." Peng Yuyan's words made Xiao Jiajia chuckle. Uncle Cha also cries.

But that smile was so weak that everyone couldn't bear to cry anymore, Peng Yuyan could only pull out an ugly smile:

"But I persevered, waited until the opportunity presented me again, and then I went all the way to my dream. Jiajia, do you have a dream? ”

Xiao Jiajia lowered her head and thought about it, then gently touched the rainbow windmill in her hand, "I want to be a pilot." ”

"Pilot, this is a great dream." The smile on the corner of Peng Yuyan's mouth completely bloomed, although tears still slipped down his cheeks, but the hope in those eyes bloomed from the depths of his heart. "So, you should work hard towards your dreams, do your best to fight, get closer to your dreams, and get closer to your dreams......"

"But what if I fail?" Xiao Jiajia asked seriously, although her eyes were still shining with tears, but the tears never slipped down again.

"Then enjoy the process of getting closer." Han Yi gently squeezed Xiao Jiajia's little hand and said, "But Jiajia is really powerful, become a pilot?" That's a lot better than me. So, I'm sure Jiajia will be able to do it, what do you say? ”

Xiao Jiajia's tear-stained little face showed a shy smile, shallow, but with infinite warmth. But this smile made everyone extremely sad.

Han Yi knew, he always knew that there were too many people in this world who needed help, not to mention standing in the perspective of a saint to shine on the people of the world or something, there were countless people around him waiting for help.

People who have endured natural disasters and are waiting for their families to rebuild, people who have suffered from famine and drought and have not been able to eat, and people who have suffered from diseases and are unable to do anything...... It's like this thin but strong soul in front of me.

The eldest of these children was only 14 years old, and the youngest was only 3 years old, and they could not be considered to have started their lives at all, but they stumbled at the starting line.

No matter how magnificent the family background is, no matter how large the network background is, it is as helpless in the face of illness, not to mention that there are many poor families who are already struggling to maintain even the most basic life for their children.

For Han Yi, it may be a gesture, it may be a check, but it can help ten or twenty families; It can also help advance the research and development of diseases and drugs, which can even help thousands of families.

Han Yi clearly knows that the achievements and net worth he has achieved now certainly have his own hard work factors, but in the final analysis, they still come from these ordinary people, so he needs to use practical actions to make returns.

Charity, even if it is for show, even for peace of mind, it needs the accumulation of every strength, because one after another seemingly small forces are gathered to change the world.

And how much power there is, how much responsibility there is. Han Yi didn't really feel the weight of this burden until today.

Seeing the back of the nurse pushing Xiao Jiajia away, Han Yi stood in place like this, motionless.

Suddenly, the colorful windmill stretched out on the left side of the wheelchair, and with the nurse's pace of pushing the wheelchair forward, the windmill began to blow slowly, from slow to fast, and it was gently turning, and the colorful color turned into a blurry ribbon, bathed in sunlight and looked like a real rainbow.