After the rest of the tests, Sun Yuanming was diagnosed with stage III gastric cancer, and he already had lymphatic metastasis.

"Cancer", what a scary word.

Maybe people really can only grow up if they have experienced some things, and at that moment, Sun Yuanming's son felt that he had grown up.

Regardless of the outcome, he felt he could handle it in stride.

The doctor told Sun Yuanming's son that another biopsy should be done for more precision, or to agree on a final treatment plan.

However, the capacity of the county hospital is limited, so they have to transfer to the city hospital, and it is estimated that it will take about a week.

The doctor patiently told him all the progress of Sun Yuanming's disease at this time, how to treat it, or the maintenance of drugs and all the consequences that would occur.

Sun Yuanming, who was already in extremely poor physical condition, could not withstand long-term radiotherapy and chemotherapy.

Coupled with financial problems, it is even more difficult for my father to transfer to the hospital.

Sun Yuanming's son even dialed the phone numbers of "Mutual Blood Donation" and "Kidney Selling Workshop" on the wall of the hospital bathroom covered with small advertisements.

It's just that in the end, Sun Yuanming is still gone.

With remorse, with regret gone.

He regretted his ignorance, he regretted his cowardice and cowardice.

He regretted that he never had the opportunity to see his son grow up after all, and he regretted that he could not catch up with the new era.

In fact, everyone knows that Sun Yuanming is eager to live, and he is eager more than anyone else.

No one can understand him, no one can understand him, and in the countless nights when he wants to live desperately, he can only be awake, truly sober.

In fact, the person who sent Sun Yuanming step by step to the ruthless law field was no one else at all, but himself.

On the day Sun Yuanming left, the village chief said that a long siren sounded at the county hospital.

It was as if all of us were in deep sorrow.

Later, the leader who accompanied them back to the village said that it was the September 18 national air defense siren, and it was not sounded because of Sun Yuanming's death.

After completing the final formalities, when he was about to go home, Sun Yuanming's son suddenly jumped out of the car and bought a bag of apples from an old woman pushing a fruit cart on the side of the road.

This time, it's not just two of them, it's not the same red apple anymore, and it doesn't have to be steamed on a hot pan anymore.

Sun Yuanming's son said that he was reluctant to eat the two apples he bought for his father when he went home last time.

By the time he returned home, the red apple in the cloth bag had already rotted.

On that day, the simplest funeral ceremony was held at Sun Yuanming's home.

There was no send-off procession, and there was no white presiding officer who beat gongs and drums, cried and cried to send him to heaven.

Only a group of villagers who followed behind showed sad faces one by one.

Gu Chen and Zhao Xun walked in the middle, and the village chief followed beside them.

Gu Chen could see that except for Sun Yuanming's son, probably the saddest person was the village chief.

Sun Yuanming wore a slightly more decent dress than usual, and a pair of soles with peony patterns were padded in the newly bought canvas shoes.

Only hastily put a long white cloth on his body, and everyone carried him and put Sun Yuanming in the deepest part of a ravine.

Sun Yuanming's son put the wheelchair that Sun Yuanming had been using before his death next to Sun Yuanming.

Because he felt that the wheelchair was like a pair of legs for his father.

That ravine was personally chosen by Sun Yuanming's son.

He used to herd cattle there a lot, and he thought it was pretty good.

In summer, not to mention the abundance of water and plants, the scenery is still relatively beautiful.

In winter, the temperature is just right, making it a great place to live.

Sun Yuanming's son said that his father had not had time to take care of these aftermath before his death, let alone where he would be buried in the future.

Let him make this decision for his father now.

At this moment, he only hopes that his father, who is far away in the world, can like this land, just as he likes or loves him deeply.

In this way, under the eyes of everyone, Sun Yuanming ended his miserable life.

Later, Gu Chen heard the village chief say that when Sun Yuanming died, he held his son's hand tightly and only said one sentence:

"You must live well and live for me."

Later, Sun Yuanming's son still decided to leave.

Before leaving, he came to find Gu Chen and Zhao Xun.

He said that in fact, he was especially grateful to Gu Chen for being able to teach him some knowledge, so that when he walked out of this mountain, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't even tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest.

I also thank Gu Chen for giving him the privilege to know that in addition to himself, there are people living another life.

It was a wonderful world, where there was no hunger and cold, and there was no cold heart.

He hopes that with the little bit of education he has, he can get out of the mountains and even go further.

As for where Sun Yuanming's son went later, no one knows.

Some people say that he went to work as a businessman, specializing in reselling apples.

Others said that after he left home, he went to the city to find his rich mother, and since then, he no longer has to worry about living expenses.

Some people said that he ran to the highway again to repair the road with others, and some people said that they met him on a tour, wearing a small black dress and a small bow tie around his neck.

In a trance, Gu Chen seemed to see him again.

The little boy who sat at the small wooden table and wrote the characters of Sun with a slender wicker stick dipped in rainwater.

The little boy who exchanged the change for collecting medicine for his father with a pair of peony insoles.

The most cheerful and unknown little boy in the mountains and in the fields.

It was a feeling of being in a different world, and at that moment, there was a faint pain in Gu Chen's heart.

The little boy's name was Sun Jiajia.

It didn't take long for the small village, surrounded by mountains, to return to its former calm.

The villagers still work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

At 23:15 at night, Zhao Xun hadn't slept very soundly, and was suddenly woken up by a buzzing mobile phone vibration.

Let's listen to Fengyun: "Listen to your Mr. Liu, you have performed very well since you went to the company, especially recently, you have won several big orders one after another, I heard that these are some hard bones that others can't gnaw!" ”

(Let's listen to Fengyun, Wang Yi's WeChat nickname.) ）

Me: "Really? Then our leader is too exalted to me, but he is just doing his job in obscurity. ”

Let's listen to Fengyun: "This is that you are too modest, since you Liu Zong, you have spoken, is this still fake?" ”

Me: "Hehe, that's all thanks to everyone, my colleagues in the unit are very good to me and help me." ”

Let's listen to the wind and clouds: "Of course, we are such a big beauty working with them, it is their honor to help you, you see that I am a useless hero!" ”

Me: Sent a mischievous emoji.

Let's listen to the wind and clouds: "Keep it up." (Comes with a bouquet of roses)

Me: "You didn't come to praise me this big night, did you?" What, isn't there something on your mind? ”

Let's listen to the situation: "It's okay, it's insomnia......"

Me: "Insomnia? There must be something on mind......"

Let's listen to Fengyun: "Well, there have been a lot of things at home recently, and I just went back to my parents a few days ago. ”

Me: "No wonder it feels like I haven't seen you in a long time. ”

Let's listen to the wind and clouds: "What? Didn't you miss me if you didn't see me? ”

Me: "It's less smelly and beautiful, so it's not!" ”

Let's listen to Fengyun: "Really? Then I'm going to be disappointed, because I miss you......" (a little red heart)

Me: "Oh, oh, oh......"

Let's listen to the storm: "No! Don't you have anything to say? ”

Me: "So what do you think I should say?" ”

Let's listen to the situation: "Women are really the most ferocious species in the world, especially beautiful women." (Crying emoji)

Me: "What are you doing here, you're confusing me." ”

Let's listen to the wind and clouds: "Look at you, I said that I miss you, you can't also think of me again, so I can be happy and happy." ”

Me: "Am I not deceiving you?" ”

Let's listen to the storm: "I'm not afraid!" ”

Me: "Why?" ”

Let's listen to the wind and clouds: "I'm not afraid, life, happiness is very important......"

Me: "You're very open-minded, if only I could be half as open-minded as you." ”

Let's listen to Fengyun: "Well, then it's easy for you, tomorrow Saturday, if you are free, brother will help you enlighten you, how about it!" ”

Me: "I can see that you've been talking to me in the middle of the night, and that's the point." ”

Let's listen to Fengyun: "There's no way, dating a beautiful woman, you don't have to think a little carefully, hehe, then it's decided." ”

Me: "I can't say you have such a mouth, it's too slippery." ”

Let's listen to the wind and clouds: "Tomorrow the old place, downstairs for you, when the time comes, you can buy it early and bring it to your uncle." ”

Me: "Uh-huh, okay, see you tomorrow." ”

Let's listen to Fengyun: "Suddenly I feel like I can fall asleep all of a sudden, then good night, think about the joy of seeing you tomorrow." ”

Me: "I ...... too"

Let's listen to the wind and clouds: "What are you?" ”

Me: "I'll tell you tomorrow, and I'll keep it a little secret today." ”

Let's listen to Fengyun: "You are specifically hanging my appetite." ”

Me: "Haven't you heard of it?" Curiosity kills cats, so ah, you still don't know as well. ”

Let's listen to Fengyun: "Okay, then listen to you, you must remember to tell me tomorrow." ”

Me: "Okay, what time is it, go to bed, or you won't be able to get up tomorrow." ”

Let's listen to Fengyun: "Uh-huh, okay, good night, see you tomorrow." ”

Zhao Xun didn't know why, but after chatting with Wang Yi, he was extremely excited in his heart.

She felt like she had never felt like she had ever felt like she was beating fast.

I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning in bed, so I got up and went to my father's bedroom.

At this moment, my father was sleeping soundly, maybe it was too hot in the house, and the only layer of summer cool quilt on my father's body fell to the ground.

Zhao picked up the quilt, covered the side of the quilt for his father, and quietly closed the door and went out.

After returning to the bedroom, Zhao Xun couldn't help but smile secretly.

I lit an agarwood that I bought in a small shop before, and the boss said that it had the effect of calming the mind and calming and hypnotizing, so I could try it today.

Zhao Xun only hopes that this night everyone can sleep well and have no dreams all night.

Especially him.