When I woke up again, the light was shining through the cracks in the curtains, and it was already dawn. Turning over to look at Zhang Hengli, he looked at me with half-open eyes, his eyes empty and sad. All the other beds were empty. Zhang Yi is also gone. I look at the time, half past eight in the morning. She should have gone out to buy breakfast.

I put on my cotton coat and sat down on the edge of his bed.

"Got enough sleep?" I asked him.

He opened his mouth tiredly and said, "No." ”

"Woken up?"

"My mother's tears woke me up."

"Really?"

"She can cry!"

"I don't see whose mother she is!"

"Hey......"

He's very weak, he needs care and encouragement so much, I think he won't say no if we can give him the confidence we can give him now, right? Even if you can absorb less.

I wiped his face with a hot towel, and my hand touched his chin, which felt like a stubble. The boy I always thought in my heart was already a man.

I was sorting out what I wanted to say, but he said first, "Shall I tell you a joke?" ”

"Yes."

"It's raining, everyone goes to school, Xiaohong has an umbrella, Xiaolu wears a raincoat, Xiaozi takes the car, but everyone's trouser legs are wet, only Xiaolan is not wet at all, why?"

"Hahahaha, that's funny!" I smirked absentmindedly.

"Why are you smiling?"

"Aren't you telling jokes?"

"Because Xiaolan skipped school and didn't go to school at all, hahahahaha, is it funny?" His weak laughter floated through the hospital room, especially empty.

"It's funny." I say.

He sighed and said, "I know it's not funny, there's no good news there yet, right?" The last time I woke up, I wanted to tell you a joke to amuse you, but I didn't remember any jokes that were funny, and I fell asleep again, and now ...... I still haven't remembered that it's funny. ”

"It's funny."

"Don't comfort me, I can't even tease myself, and I still want to tease you! I'm just like my mom......"

"Zhang Hengli." I helped him press the quilt at his feet, afraid that the wind would pour in, "Blue is better than blue, I believe that your psychological quality must be stronger than your mother's, ten times stronger than a hundred times, a thousand times!" ”

He exhaled a heavily, closed his eyes and shook his head, saying, "You still don't know me?" ”

"I understand!" I say.

"I understand that you still talk that kind of nonsense. I told you, no, it's with Zhang Yi, no, it's with you, hey, anyway, I inherited a lot of my mother's shortcomings. He said something deflated.

"I don't know your mother, I know you!"

"I'm afraid." He said.

"Afraid of ghosts?" I asked him, "Do you still believe that there are ghosts in this world?" ”

"I don't believe in ghosts anymore, I believe in fate. I thought that if I fell in love with so many girls and liked so many girls, my life would seem longer, but I didn't expect it to be so short! ”

I looked at his half-open but desperate eyes: "I don't like it when you look in the mirror like this and scare yourself." Life and fate are two different things, fate will make you unlucky, but your life will be long! When you say you believe in fate, do you mean fate? You can believe in the existence of the 'command', but you can't obey it, and don't be afraid of it! If we are destined to go east, we will go west, and if we are destined to go south, we will go north. Destiny will make us stumbling, and we will stand firm! We don't believe in cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods and don't accept fate, so we rely on will, persistence, and ourselves! No matter how many difficulties, we can overcome them! ”

"Can I?" He opened his eyes and asked me, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Of course!" I touched his forehead and burned slightly, "Zhang Hengli, when you're ready, Yi Xu has come out, let's walk through the corners and corners of Changsha City." Let's go to Yinpenling Winter Melon Mountain, go to the old plum garden to get a little drunk, go to the Aiwan Pavilion of Chaozong Street Church, go to Orange Island to watch fireworks, go to the Radio and Television Center to watch stars, and go to Baishajing to draw spring water. Zhang Hengli, you, me, Yi Xu, Zhang Yi, the four of us, only your ancestors have been in Changsha for generations, and you are authentic Changsha children. Do you remember that time when we went to Taiping Street, Yi Xu said that it was an old street of more than 2,000 years. Zhang Hengli, your hometown, your city, your Changsha, is a great place, it is the only city in Chinese history that has experienced 3,000 years and the historical site has not changed! You must have the same tenacity in your bones as this city. ”

"Are you praising Changsha? Your first impression of Changsha is so bad, and you don't admit that you are from Changsha, are you praising Changsha? ”

"I lied to you! My first impression of Changsha is good, the roads are cement, the shoes are not dirty when walking outside for a day, the building is so high, the highest building we have seen before coming to Changsha is only three floors! Many shops don't close very late, and no matter how late Dad comes home, he can bring back delicious food, and every day changes, and it will not be the same in a hundred days! If you go to the vicinity of the airport, you can see a lot of planes flying in the sky, bigger than what you see on TV! Changsha people still speak loudly, men, women, children, every minute and every second can be so vibrant. I lied to you, it wasn't my first impression of Changsha, it wasn't enough to ruin the goodwill that the city gave me. The one you see wet with tears is the third time our family has received a lucky letter. My dad received the first one and tore it with a sneer. Soon my mother received a second one, sneered and tore it twice. More than two weeks later, I received the third one, and I thought our family would sneer three times and tear it up, but my mother forced me to copy it! There are so many words that I don't even recognize. I cried and made trouble, but I still couldn't resist the rattan that my mother and her threw around and didn't hit me. I copied stroke by stroke, copied and copied and fell asleep, and when I woke up halfway, I saw my mother holding my hand and writing word by word on the snow-white paper...... The lucky letter did not change the appearance of Changsha in my eyes, but it only made me see my mother's appearance clearly, whether she was fierce to me or not, whether she was holding a rattan in her hand or not, whether it was in my hometown or in Changsha, she loved me...... Zhang Hengli, even if it's for your mother, for your mother, for your mother, who is fragile and can't make her more vulnerable, your will must be like Changsha City, firm and resistant! ”

His half-open eyes flashed with hope: "I can also be firm and can resist pressure?" ”

I reached out and pulled the quilt up, burying a few centimeters more of his neck in the quilt. His white face was revealed, like a silkworm baby.

"Yes, think about Zhang Yi, you see how capable she is, after all, they grew up together since childhood, and the two have no guesses, where are you going?"

"Two little guesses? Her questions without question marks, I guessed it from a young age, okay? It's all up to guess! ”

I thought about it and said, "Zhang Hengli is a worm." ”

"Damn." He scolded, and his voice was so small that I could half guess: "You won't write poetry again, will you?" ”

"Don't 'again', the last time was more than five years ago! Think about it seriously, it's not a joke, in my life, I wrote poems for you twice! Last time, it was all your light! ”

His brow furrowed slightly, and he said something that I really didn't understand.

I leaned closer: "What did you say?" ”

"Let's start with the name." He said.

"Name? The name is ...... "Zhang Hengli in the Eyes of Xijia"! ”

"No progress!" He muttered softly in his mouth, and his nose and eyes were a little red.

I stretched out my index finger and gently scratched the door of his head, protesting, saying, "Zhang Hengli is a worm, a dragon and a tiger are making a noise; Zhang Hengli is a pig, and he is a pillar at a very high time; Zhang Hengli is a bad seed, with a kind face and kindness. ”

He closed his eyes again and nodded, resolutely and slowly.

"If you don't admit it, you just went to Germany to learn Chinese."

"I understand, you are praising me around the corner, "Zhang Hengli in the Eyes of Xijia" is better than "Xijia in the Eyes of Yi Xu", right?"

He moved his lips: "It's better than Zhang Hengli than Xijia." ”

"yes!" I said, "And one last sentence!" ”

He waited quietly for me. I leaned down lower, grabbed his shoulders through the thick quilt with both hands, and wanted to transfer the greatest energy to him, I said: "Zhang Hengli, come on, family and friends are waiting together!" ”

He smiled at the corners of his mouth, and a line of tears ran from the corners of his eyes to the pillow.

After a while, he opened his eyes: "Xijia." ”

I helped him wipe away his tears: "Huh? ”

"Seriously, if I'm gone......"

"I'm not going with you."

He smiled: "Ye Xijia is a thing outside the body, life does not bring death, and death is not carried!" ”

Die, I can't stand you saying that right now!

"Fuck you!"

Zhang Hengli's gaze suddenly drifted to the opposite side of me, and he didn't know when he was here.

"That's not what she meant." Zhang Hengli hurriedly helped me explain, in this hurry, he actually had the strength to speak at a normal volume.

glared at me with infinite resentment. I have a clear conscience, anyway, Zhang Hengli understands what I'm talking about, she? Believe it or not!

"What's wrong with you two?" Zhang Hengli asked.

"There was a quarrel." I say.

"Didn't you two talk to each other? Telepathically noisy? ”

"I've had a quarrel before." I say.

"What a big deal? They are all middle-aged women, and they should be considerate of each other. He said.

"She said you were my fault!" said.

"How so? My mom is the best mom in the world, and she never harms anyone, let alone her own son! ”

"I'll admit that it's a bit too much to say in normal times, but the circumstances are different."

Zhang Hengli immediately understood, and persuaded his mother: "She is so anxious that she can't talk but her brain, and she also cares about me, oops, okay!" ”

"Reconcile?" I sneered, "She thinks that you used to smoke because of Zhang Yi, and hit Zhang Yi." Beat! Finish! Sheet! Clothing! ”

"Mom, did you beat Zhang Yi?"

"I also care about you, I'm in a hurry!"

Damn, who allowed you to imitate me?!

Zhang Hengli sighed deeply: "You two will never get along." ”

Zhang Yi came back with breakfast, and I asked her to accompany me to the toilet under the pretext of asking her if she could ask a psychiatrist to come to the hospital to help Zhang Hengli. The painstaking persuasion just now didn't seem to have much effect. Zhang Yi said that she had already consulted a psychiatrist and Zhang Hengli's attending doctor at the same time, and that Zhang Hengli was awake for no more than a quarter of an hour at this stage, and psychological treatment could not be implemented.

"If you're okay during the day, just watch here." "I want to go home and sleep," she said. ”

Her hair was disheveled, her face was white and blue, her eyes were blank, her lips were black, and the bag on the left side of her face was slightly smaller, and her original blue color had turned purplish-red.

She offered to go to bed, and I couldn't be happier.

"You go, you go!" I said, "Rest well, rest assured here, you must sleep until you wake up naturally, you must sleep enough, you must come back tomorrow!" ”

"I'll come in the evening." She said.

She was always dressed in black, and in this hospital with white walls, white sheets, and white coats, she was as weak as a shadow.

"Anyway, don't set an alarm clock when you sleep, come back when you sleep, you yourself are not in good spirits, how can you take care of people? Besides, his parents are here! ”

"His parents are useless, as soon as his mother wakes up in the morning, she goes to Zhang Hengli's bed to cry, crying and fainting. His dad can't take care of his mother alone. As she said this, her eyes that had been shining in the past turned into an unfathomable hollow.

"I know, don't worry! I'm here to stay, not an inch away. ”

"Don't quarrel with your mother, don't wake up and faint again after being scolded by you."

Unconvinced, I asked, "Am I so eloquent?" ”

She had to tell again: "You can keep it all the time, don't play for the time being." ”

I couldn't do anything about her, so I had to change the subject: "How many pieces for breakfast?" ”

"You don't have to pay it back, you bring your ID card tomorrow, and I'll borrow it."

"What are you borrowing your ID for?"

"I don't have to take my ID card away, I just take a picture. I heard that there is a medicine in the United States that is particularly effective, and I need to provide identity information to buy it on their official website, but I can't find my ID card. ”

There was no trace of emotion in her tone, as if she was repeating something for someone else.

"I've heard that, is it reliable?"

"Introduced by Dr. Wu."

"That's fine." I said and was surprised: "Wait a minute! What else can you lose? Did you only lose your ID? Or the whole wallet? ”

"Only ID cards."

"Are you sure you want an ID card, not a passport? The Yankees recognize China's ID card, not a passport? ”

"Anyway, the official website admits it. Now that there are many Chinese, aren't there many foreign companies that have hired Chinese translators? ”

"Yes, in my bag, you can get it yourself!"

She seemed to be a little more relaxed suddenly, leaned sideways against the wall, and said, "Zhang Hengli's father wants to pay me back today." ”

"How did he know?"

"I don't know."

It's easy to think that their Xiaoli is a filial child, how much private money can they have?

"He said that their family is financially fine, and they have reported Zhang Hengli's previous company to the Labor Bureau, and the medical insurance will be solved, so don't worry."

"You just listen to him, don't worry too much!"

"A man in his forties and fifties, trembling when he spoke, and pretended to be calm to comfort me, saying something 'There is something in my heart that is small in the world, and there is nothing in my heart that is wide in bed'."

Heredity is really a wonderful thing, Zhang Hengli's fragility and sincerity are too traceable!

easy to continue,

How much Zhang Hengli hopes to survive, and those critically ill patients in the hospital are all struggling on the line of life and death.

Life is too precious to be taken lightly!

Why do you seem to be giving up?

It's a pity