Since then, Zheng Xianya often came to Qi Xuanying's ward to chat with her, and the two became acquainted day by day.

Outside the window, the rain was pouring down. The house was quiet, but outside the house was noisy with the sound of rain, and from time to time a gust of wind blew violently, crackling and smashing the raindrops on the glass. Qi Xuanying sat on the bed and looked at the rain outside the window, silent.

The door was pushed open with a bang, and Zheng Xianya pushed the umbrella forward one by one, the shrinking umbrella was crumpled and glowing with watery light. A few drops of water fell to the ground, accompanied by a faint crackling sound.

"Look at the rain," Zheng Xianya glanced at Qi Xuanying and said with a smile, "Your family just left, and we met downstairs." ”

Qi Xuanying smiled, "This is the last rain of the year, and winter is coming." ”

"Yes, by the way, have you paid attention to the ballet national competition, that "Golden Dancing Shoes" won the championship! ”

"Yes, yes, "The Story of the Golden Fleece", right, she is really strong!"

"And the hip-hop gold cup will be the final in a few days, who is the champion, I'm really looking forward to it......"

The icy rainstorm enveloped this room, but the room was warm and harmonious.

Another month passed, and one day Zheng Xianya came with inconspicuous tears on her face. She smiled at Qi Xuanying tiredly and whispered:

"Tomorrow...... You're going to be transferred? ”

Qi Xuanying had heard her family mention it before, and at this time, the sadness in her heart spread, she suppressed her tears and nodded silently.

Zheng Xianya's heart throbbed suddenly, she took a deep breath and looked out the window, her eyes drifted far away, after a while, she came back to her senses, and took out a white steamed bun from the plastic bag she brought: "It's time for dinner, this is what I just steamed in the morning," she handed the one in her hand to Qi Xuanying, "Break it open and take a look." ”

Qi Xuanying's fingers pressed the bottom of the steamed bun, and at the same time broke it open slightly on both sides, revealing the purple-red bean paste inside.

"What, what is this?" She put it under her nose and sniffed it, only to feel a burst of sweetness sink into her heart, and she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

“…… As a Southerner...... You haven't eaten a bean paste bun, have you......? ”

Qi Xuanying cast a blank look. "How can there be whole beans in the bean paste bun?"

"If there are no bean grains, is it still a bean paste bag?"

"The first time I heard about it, it was because of the four blows."

Qi Xuanying took her eyes off Zheng Xianya's face, returned to the bean paste bun, took a bite slowly, the corners of her mouth rose, and took another bite. After chewing a few times, he said vaguely: "The craftsmanship is very good." ”

Zheng Xianya stared at her for a long time, smiled, and stood up: "You eat, I have to go back." ”

Qi Xuanying did not answer.

Zheng Xianya turned around and walked towards the door.

Moment.

The person behind her seemed to let out a few hoarse whimperes in her throat, and when she turned her head to look, she saw Qi Xuanying's body curled up in a small ball on the hospital bed, trembling irrepressibly, her head bowed deeply, and the filling in the bean paste bag in her hand was pinched so that it was about to fall out.

"Don't go... If you leave, I will never have a chance to see you again in my life......" Barely swallowing that mouthful of bean paste buns, Qi Xuanying's heart finally couldn't be suppressed, and poured out of his brain.

The psychological defense line built with gentleness finally collapsed at that moment.

Zheng Xianya took a deep breath, opened her eyes wide to prevent tears from flowing, and said with a forced smile: "How come, leukemia can be cured now, you are cured, let's sing and dance together...... Let's talk ......"

"If I transfer to such a far place, even if it is ready...... How can I find you? ……”

"I can find it, I will find it, I can't forget you, as long as you are well, I'm not afraid that you won't be able to find it in such a small world......"

"You take care of it, I'll wait for you."

"Remember, my name is Zheng Xianya, and I am a singer."

"Okay, you also remember me, my name is Qi Xuanying."

"I'm a dancer."

"I remember."

…………

The next day, Qi Xuanying was transferred to the far away M City Hospital and continued to receive treatment.

In the summer of the following year, the company run by the Qi family made a fortune, and under the high price, Qi Xuanying's illness was miraculously cured.

The white sun shines so brightly that people can't open their eyes. Qi Xuanying carried a large bag with her parents, thanked the doctors and nurses repeatedly, and walked out of the hospital gate. The green leaves shimmered brightly in a warm breeze. Qi Xuanying took a deep breath of the long-lost natural air, and her pale and thin face showed a bit of blood.

She returned to college. After graduation, he devoted himself to the study of ancient dance, published a number of research experiences, and officially started his dance career.

"Is "Youmei" right?"

"I'll play for you......"

Qi Xuanying finally saw Zheng Xianya again at the New Year's performance a year later. On that day, she wore a blue cheongsam to add a bit of grandeur and dignity, singing her favorite song in front of the microphone, intoxicated for a long time.

"Zheng Xianya, right?"

"I still want to try that bean paste bun of yours."

…………

Qi Xuanying was lying on the bed, and the chatter with Sheng Zihan during the day echoed in her mind.

Before she knew it, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and she fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, there was a faint prelude to the song "Plum Blossoms" floating from afar, hovering under the beautiful starry sky......