Just as he was about to go out, the wind entered the living room through the floor-to-ceiling window, blowing a piece of paper left under the coffee table at his feet.

He stood still and looked at the thin piece of paper for a long time, with an uncertain emotion in his eyes.

After a long time, he bent down to pick it up, flipped to the front, and the familiar handwriting came into view.

At that moment he could barely stand, he thought she had just left, that he would never see her again, that he would never forgive him......

But he was careless, it was he who didn't see her leave a message for him.

She wrote in Juan Xiu's handwriting:

Minghui, I'll go first, the plane is very early, I don't want to wake you up.

After a month, I will come back, remember to take care of the flowers and plants at home, someone will take care of them, you can go or not, and someone will lock the door after a week.

I enjoyed the food you cooked and would like to continue eating it when I come back.

See you then.

His tears burst out uncontrollably, and he, who had long forgotten what tears were for thirty years, was now crying hot tears because of this message.

The person he liked finally did not abandon him.

……

Since Song Shihao will return to the hospital today, Tong Yuyang rushed to the hospital early in the morning to squat her, but by the time he arrived at the ward, Song Shihao had already fallen asleep quietly on the bed.

She had an infusion tube attached to her hand, and the blue-and-white striped hospital gown was worn on her, and the ribs of the rib propped up the gown to a corner.

He walked towards her with light steps, not knowing if it was his delusion, she seemed to have gained some weight, and her originally thin face now seemed to be rounded.

Sitting down on the sofa next to her bed, quietly watching her sleeping face, why did I feel like her in the first place?

He has been thinking about this question recently, maybe he was young at the time, he had seen too little of the world, he felt amazing the moment he saw her, and then he learned about her past, and he felt distressed, and all kinds of complicated feelings made him think that he liked it.

But in fact, liking this thing has long sown the seeds in my heart, but in the process of germination, it has grown crooked.

He was originally a pine tree, but he always thought that he was a maple tree, and after growing up with a maple tree, he forgot his own heart, and forgot that the roots of his pine tree were still waiting for him to grow back.

And now, as a maple tree, he has to make a finish, and then grow back to his original form.

At this time, his phone rang, waking up the sleeping person, Song Shihao frowned, and seemed to hate being woken up by others.

When she opened her eyes in a daze, she saw Tong Yuyang sitting next to her, about to pick up the phone that woke her up.

Tong Yuyang glanced at Song Shihao apologetically, bent down to cover the quilt for her, his eyes unintentionally swept over her neckline, and found that there was a red mark there, he was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head casually.

"Sorry to wake you up, I'll answer the phone first."

Song Shi let out a weak "um", and then saw his back in a hurry. If she guessed correctly, it should be that there is news from the kidney source.

Sure enough, not long after, Tong Yuyang walked into the ward quickly, his face was unconcealed excitement, he held Song Shihao's hand, and his tone was a little anxious: "Shihao, there is a new kidney source, the donor is coming, and the matching result will be known in a while!" ”

It seems that he was infected, and the corners of Song Shihao's mouth were slightly hooked, in fact, they have experienced this situation many times, and every time there is a new kidney source, they are always full of expectations, hoping that this time it can be matched.

Tong Yuyang looked at the faint smile on the corner of her mouth, a little stunned, and then smiled: "Okay, I haven't seen you smile for a long, long time." ”