My meeting with Yoo Han-dong was quiet, very quiet.

Although he is alive, he gives people the feeling that his heart is dead. He was lying on the hospital bed, his face pale and his eyes glazed, staring at the ceiling.

When Zeng Xinfang introduced me, he only turned his head to look at me, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He may have been a little disappointed that the person who came was not the one he was hoping for.

After the introduction, Zeng Xinfang left the ward, she understood that the two heartbroken people did not like others to hear their sad words.

"You should be a very lucky person, if it were me, I might have reported it to Lord Yama a long time ago."

I sat on the edge of his hospital bed and said as if to myself.

He looked at me, probably thinking that I was rude to say such unlucky things when I came to visit a patient.

"After Yang Er left, I have been living alone, with no relatives or friends around me, and if I want to commit suicide, no one will find out in time. At least the next day, the company finds out that I didn't go to work, and then calls like a routine to ask, which is also considered responsible, if the next day happens to be a weekend......"

I noticed that he was staring at me, so I didn't continue.

"What do you want to say?" His voice was as thick as on the phone, and I heard Zeng Xinfang say that he had done campus radio.

"You are lucky, at least luckier than me, and you should learn to cherish it."

"My fiancée ran away, which is also called lucky?"

"My boyfriend ran away too."

"So, why don't you take a good look at him, why didn't you let him love you enough, why didn't you fill his entire heart, why didn't you let him live without you, why did you ......" He suddenly lost control of his emotions.

I wasn't scared, his words weren't an accusation against me, they were against himself, he didn't do a good job, he didn't become Mu Qingyi's everything, even if she was engaged, she still ran away.

He felt like a failure.

He may not have vented this to others, so he finally went to a dead end.

I get that.

Because in this matter we are one kind.

I didn't go down that path, maybe because I was a woman and I could drain these pains through tears, or maybe I didn't love as strongly as he did. Like a consuming fire, it burns itself and destroys itself.

I took the apple from the table and was going to peel it for him.

He waved his hand: "You go, you don't owe me anything." ”

I didn't stop peeling apples in my hands, and said lightly, "How did you get my phone number?" And why did you call me? I don't have any hope or curiosity about everything, but you called me at that time. ”

"What's the point of saying this, aren't you still ruthlessly hanging up?"

"So, was this really the last straw that led you to suicide?"

I handed the apple and asked very seriously.

"So, you came to see me because of guilt?" He took the apple and put it back on the table.

I lowered my head and didn't say anything, we kept throwing questions and no one answered.

"I heard someone say that the person who kidnapped my fiancée also abandoned his girlfriend. I don't know why, so I asked a friend's friend, maybe my friend's friend asked someone else, so I got your phone number. Liu Handong suddenly became more talkative, and I listened quietly.

"I'm calling you in the hope of getting something from you, and I don't know what it is. Maybe it's the same chorus of sadness, maybe it's the final farewell, I just want to hear a different voice. ”

The same song of pathos - the same kind of people I said should be the same.

"Do you hate them?" I asked.

"I've died once, what else is there to hate."

"Let's live a good life in the future."

"What about you?"

"Of course I'm going to live well."

Liu Handong stared at me again, his eyes were a little brighter than before, and he would slowly get better.

"Actually, it's none of your business." When I was leaving, he said gently, "It was not because you hung up the phone that made me think of suicide, at that time I just wanted to prove that I was still alive through a stranger before I died." ”

"Then I'm lucky to be chosen by you." I laughed.

"Thank you for coming to see me." He said sincerely, there are no more mustards from before.

"Thank you too."

Turning around, I gently left the ward, and said goodbye to Zeng Xinfang, she kept me, and I declined her kindness.

Hurriedly met, and hurried goodbye.

Between me and Yang Er, why didn't I learn to be so free.