The Passion of an Academic Rising Star

Even the students from the School of Computer Science at University T are whispering - Zhou Moqun from University P next door has taken a whole year off.

At the same time, there were other bits and pieces of news: Zhou Moqun was seriously ill, and it was not easy to recover. No one could tell what it was, only that there were problems with multiple organs in his body.Some people said it was because of being too tired, others said it was because of infection, and then there were many rumors and complaints.

——It is said that the School of Computer Science of P University has asked Zhou Moqun to take on many projects, both vertical project government projects and horizontal project enterprise projects, and Zhou Moqun is regarded as a machine for generating income.

——It is said that Zhou Moqun guides several groups of students to participate in competitions at the same time, and he often doesn’t even have time for dinner. After rushing to the cafeteria, he hurried back to the classroom.Just before leading the team to participate in the Robot Soccer Competition held in Singapore, it failed and a ball hit the crossbar before stoppage time.

- It is said that...

It is impossible to know how much of it is true and how much is false.

Han Shixiu never thought that it was Zhou Moqun himself who got sick.

He was so young, so high-spirited.

I came to the dormitory that night, probably to say goodbye.

Life is so unpredictable that no matter what you can't catch the source and the end.

——Han Shixiu went to P University again, and Zhou Moqun's junior told Han Shixiu that Zhou Moqun hadn't appeared in school for a long time, and even the procedures for asking for leave were entrusted to others.And also revealed a piece of news: Zhou Moqun had said a few days ago that he would go abroad for treatment immediately, and now he may already be in another land.In the end, the junior said that Zhou Moqun's parents were both doctors, and advised Han Shixiu not to worry too much.

Han Shixiu was sitting on a stone bench on the campus of P University, calling Zhou Moqun with his last hope, but the cold voice with the wrong number came.Han Shixiu added 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... and other country codes in front of Zhou Moqun's phone number, but none of them connected.Later, he tried to contact Zhou Moqun in every way he could think of, e-mail, Weibo... hoping to get a few words from the other party.

There was snow in March in City B.

This was the latest snowfall that Han Shixiu had in nine years in City B.

The folks say that this is called the cold spring.

The trees are sprouting new buds, the rhododendrons are blooming, and after the warmth of early spring, there is another extreme cold.The foggy air, the cold north wind, I don't know if those new leaves and petals can survive.

The old people say that March is the coldest day.

The words of the old people are always right, Han Shixiu thought.

In fact, Han Shixiu knew very well that Zhou Moqun probably didn't want to contact anyone anymore, and he didn't want anyone to see his appearance.Although the man was gentle, he was also arrogant.

But Han Shixiu didn’t have that kind of sudden sadness, what was just a feeling of uncertainty, I always felt that Zhou Moqun was still in P University, still in the laboratory, tapping the keyboard, sometimes meditating, doing His favorite studies.

Then Han Shixiu suddenly thought that in the past years, he thought he was Zhou Moqun's friend, but in fact he never took the initiative to step into his life.It seems to know enough, but in fact it only floats on the surface.For such a long time, I have never known his pressure and distress, never understood his persistence and persistence, never supported his decision and choice, and now, Han Shixiu finally realized that he was wrong, outrageously wrong.

Unfortunately, he knew it too late.

……

In the afternoon, Han Shixiu went to the laboratory as usual, and returned to the dormitory as usual.

The difference is that Han Shixiu suddenly felt very tired and just wanted to lie lazily on the bed. Put the thesis aside for now. Even to Zou Sijiu, Han Shixiu didn't want to say a word.

——In a daze, Han Shixiu had a dream.

There was Zhou Moqun in the dream.The two are still close together.Zhou Moqun frowned in thought, Han Shixiu flicked through the thick book, then suddenly shifted his eyes from the pages to Zhou Moqun's face, and said, "Zhou Moqun, I just had a dream, dreaming of you I got sick and went abroad alone for surgery. I can't find you, no matter how hard I try...I can't find you." Zhou Moqun smiled and said: "It's just a dream, I'm fine." Han Shixiu looked at Zhou Moqun, and smiled foolishly: "Yes...how could I have such a strange dream, the two of us will overcome difficulties together in the future."

Because he was so happy, Han Shixiu smiled, smiled, and just woke up.

After waking up, I realized that it was a dream.

There seemed to be a little tear in the corner of the eye, maybe it was because I was so happy just now.

As soon as I woke up, worries and fears rushed to my face again.

Zhou Moqun will be fine, Han Shixiu told himself, at such a young age, how can he have a particularly serious illness? The students in the school just like to exaggerate, and they will talk about it as if it is nothing. Perhaps it is just a minor operation , will be back soon.

Han Shixiu kept muttering, it's okay, it's okay, it must be okay.He was dizzy, very non-existent, his body seemed to be floating all the time, and he couldn't even remember what the structure of this dormitory was like, and he felt like he didn't know where he was going.

——I don't know how long it has passed, and in a daze, Han Shixiu vaguely heard someone whispering his name in his ear.

Han Shixiu woke up suddenly.

There was no one around at all.

"Zou Sijiu," Han Shixiu tried to ask, "Did you call me just now?"

Zou Sijiu didn't make a sound, what came from the bed was very even breathing.

So Han Shixiu knew that it was just his own illusion.

——Although, it sounds so real, and the tone is even a little affectionate and sad.It's a bit like...the day when Zhou Moqun suddenly hugged him.

...Why did the scene at that time suddenly appear, so that I had such auditory hallucinations.

Han Shixiu looked out the window, the snow had stopped and it was very quiet.

The street lights have also gone out.It was daylight.

Han Shixiu lay down for a while, knowing that he would never fall asleep again, so he put on his clothes and got up gently, changed his shoes and socks, and prepared to go to the cafeteria.

When passing the hall on the first floor, Han Shixiu checked the mailbox as usual.

—There is a letter in it.

Neat and strong handwriting.

Han Shixiu's eyes widened - this is Zhou Moqun's word.

Han Shixiu hurriedly tore open the envelope, his fingertips trembling, but his movements were cautious, for fear of damaging even the slightest bit.

First look at the signature - it really is Zhou Moqun!

Han Shixiu felt as if his breathing was going to stop, and the crowd in the hall fell silent for a moment, only he could hear his own strong heartbeat, pounding against his chest.

Every stroke in the letter is clear:

"Master Han:

You've probably heard about my situation from someone else.Because of my treatment, I am no longer in China.I do not plan to contact anyone in the short term, and the phone and email will not be used again, so I would like to inform you hereby.

Some things seemed too hypocritical to say in person, but after thinking about it, I still wrote this letter.

Your enthusiasm for learning is something I have never seen before.I hope you can keep going.Even if no one understands you after I'm gone, you must be firm and brave.One day, your hair will turn gray and your mind will start to blur.At this time, in your memory, is there still such content: for a period of time, you alone or with someone, devoted yourself to the same goal, and had no regrets?For that time, please don't give up, don't be surrounded by trivial matters in life, and don't be defeated by your own age.

Don't worry about me.Life is a matter of life, and I have no regrets.I lived my life seriously, tried my best in everything, and never regretted it.I can't be as good as I want, but I want to be ashamed of my heart. Some things are naturally beyond my ability, so don't worry too much.Such is life, always be disappointed, never despair.When people are born, they have nothing but their parents and close relatives. This life is a process of continuous acquisition, and I have no dissatisfaction.

I have nothing to complain about in my career and life.I knew that year that I had no interest in medicine and devoted the next decade or so to computer science, and I was only satisfied.The same is true in life.In recent years, I have gradually discovered what I most desire in life.It's better not to have it than to never feel it.Love comes from the heart, there is no need to declare it in the mouth, and there is no need to show it to others.Although I look forward to fulfillment, I don't regret it.I have read some Buddhist books recently. The Buddhists say that there are three generations of karma, and that the efforts of this life will eventually be rewarded after several lives.I didn't believe it then, but now I hope so.

Luckily, the two things I hold most dear don't lose much with my departure.

Sincerely,

salute

Your best friend: Zhou Moqun"