Give the rest of your life

Lin Yao has not woken up yet.

This is the fifth day that Lin Yao has been in a coma.

In the past five days, He Siyu's physical condition has been getting worse and worse. Today, she only ate a bowl of porridge, although it is already five o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Pei called again yesterday, and He Siyu vaguely felt that her voice was a bit strange, but He Siyu, who was in a mess herself, didn't have time to think about it, she just thought she was worried about Lin Yao when she learned that her cousin hadn't woken up yet.

The sun shines through the window on the left and drives to the right, which is what He Siyu observes every day.

Today's sun seems to be a little more poisonous than yesterday. The TV is full of rescue information from all over the world. Flights give the green light to the wounded. Trains deliver supplies one after another. Even national leaders have gone to Sichuan to appease the people.

He Siyu didn't have the slightest thought to take these matters into consideration.

She looked at Lin Yao's face was still covered with the big oxygen mask, the oxygen bottle was standing quietly beside her, Lin Yao's eyelashes were still thick and long, if she opened her eyes and smiled, those eyelashes were like a bunch of reeds Floating with the wind, but it seems that there is no good luck for now.

He Siyu sighed, the woman on the bed next to her turned over and spoke first: "Little girl, your friend is still awake?"

He Siyu turned around and looked at the elder sister who was a round older than her, "Well, elder sister, are you going to be discharged from the hospital soon?"

The woman smiled shyly: "Yeah, you've been exhausted these days, too. You have dark circles under your eyes."

He Siyu didn't speak, looked at the sun in the corner of the right window, and clenched the phone a little bit.

Drowsily asleep, He Siyu stretched his neck, it was already completely dark, it might be eight o'clock, or nine o'clock, who knows.

He Siyu supported Lin Yao's hospital bed and barely stood up. Seeing that Lin Yao still didn't wake up, she did a chest expansion exercise and drew the curtains.

The water in the thermos cup with the open lid beside the bed was already cold, He Siyu picked up the cup, the steel material seemed to spread the penetrating temperature from her palm to her heart.

There was a thud in the corridor, the sound of high heels touching the ground.

someone is coming.

On May [-], the second day after the Wenchuan earthquake, Song Pei still didn't come to class.

Pu Yileng was the same as yesterday, he brought the breakfast he made by himself, and the seat in the corner of the front row was empty, that was Song Pei's seat.

The homeroom teacher seemed to take Song Pei's absence from class seriously. After making a few unanswered phone calls to Song Pei's home, he said coldly to Pu Yi who was distracted: "You go to Song Pei's home today, why is she still here?" Didn't come to class."

Pu Yi agreed coldly, and continued to be distracted.

Teacher, of course you can't get in touch with Song Pei, because there is no one in her house. Besides, she doesn't even answer my phone calls. Maybe it's... That kiss really disturbed her heart.

Everyone ignored the kiss in a tacit understanding. The principal, class teacher, grade group leader, and classmates around him seemed that the kiss that came out of the closet that day was just a dream of Pu Yileng, but she was very clear that it happened for real. A past thing, not a dream.

Of course, the mood became more and more disturbed, Pu Yileng liked Song Pei very, very much, what about Song Pei?

Is it just for fun?

The boy came to the familiar computer No. 108 with a pineapple bag. Unexpectedly, Song Pei was still there today.

"Eh? Why did you skip class again?" the boy asked her.

Song Pei rubbed her eyes, "What's the matter, didn't you skip class too?"

One sentence blocked the boy back, and there was no further rebuttal.

At twelve o'clock, the morning plane got off, boys in twos and threes asked him to have dinner together, he smiled and waved his hands: "You guys go."

One of the boys with yellow hair blew a loud whistle, "Okay, you, I'll get married with Song Pei the next day."

Song Pei doesn't mind their selective neglect. For most people, that kiss is just a way to express their emotions. Unless you admit your identity as gay, who would think you are?

"I said, don't you eat?" The boy asked her.

Song Pei turned her face away and smiled: "Aren't you just waiting for me?"

The two went downstairs from the back door of the Internet cafe together, walked around the alley and entered a Sichuan restaurant. The boy said braggingly, "This restaurant is super authentic, and the owner is from Sichuan."

Speaking of Sichuan, Song Peicai remembered that her cousin was still recuperating there, and was taken aback for a moment before following the boy's footsteps and entering the door.

"Song Pei."

"what?"

Song Pei met the boy's eyes, and the boy moved his hand off the table uneasily, and put it on his lap.

"You... have you broken up with Pu Yileng?"

Song Pei moved her mouth but didn't speak, the flowing air was frozen by the embarrassing atmosphere for half a minute before being disturbed by Song Pei's words: "So what?"

The admission, which is not considered an admission, made the boy secretly happy, and said happily, "Then can you date me?"

Song Pei frowned, looked at him with a complicated expression, picked up the chopsticks on the plate and started to eat.

"Actually... Actually, I have always liked you, but I don't have a chance to meet you."

The boy's words made Song Pei want to laugh, "So I have to thank the 512 earthquake for allowing me to sneak out and surf the Internet, and then I got to know you by accident?"

"Eh... I can't say that, but I don't have a chance to meet you, I don't want to miss it." The boy explained hesitantly, but Song Pei had no interest in continuing.

With a "snap", the chopsticks were put back on the edge of the plate, and Song Pei took a deep breath, "I don't like boys."

"Then you are gay?" the boy asked hotly.

Song Pei raised her eyebrows: "Isn't this obvious?"

The sun shone on the playground and also slipped through the windows of the senior year.

Pu Yileng lay down on the desk to take a nap, there were not many people in the classroom, they were either sleeping or working on problems.

The boys playing football on the field were the first to attract attention. No one yelled when the football broke into the goalkeeper's goal. It was because they saw Chen Cheng and Song Pei entering the school together.

Then this silence turned into a commotion, Chen Cheng and Song Pei are together?Big news of the century.

This commotion also rushed into the corridor, and the whispers of the students were followed by a sudden silence.

Pu Yi turned her head coldly, was dazzled by the big sun, and tried to continue to sleep, but the external environment seemed a little different, she got up, her blurred eyes were focused by the familiar figure, and when her sight became clearer, Chen Cheng next to that person became an eyesore.

Song Pei leaned on the door frame and chatted with Chen Cheng, with a wide range of movements. Chen Cheng laughed while talking, and occasionally patted Song Pei on the shoulder.

Pu Yileng felt like a joke at the moment.

She walked to the door, excused Song Pei who didn't notice anyone behind her, and walked quickly to the bathroom on the right outside the door.

Cold water was splashed on the face, and the chill was evaporated by the summer temperature as soon as it was released. Pu Yileng deliberately lowered the sound of sobbing, but the classmates who were also in the bathroom could hear her movements.

The gossip continued to pour into my ears.

"I just said how could Song Pei be gay, it seems that he and Chen Cheng have been together for a long time."

"I didn't expect Chen Cheng to like Song Pei, that's right, Song Pei is not bad looking, and she studies well, but Chen Cheng's grades are just..."

"How old are you and you still talk about your grades, how can Chen Cheng not be worthy of Song Pei?"

Is that how you responded to my kiss?

Four days later, Pu Yileng, who had suffered so much in the Cold War, decided to give in first. In English class, she handed Song Pei a note.

"Let's talk at the back door of the school after school."

Five minutes later came Song Pei's response: "Are you going to hit me?"

Pu Yi smiled instead of anger, "Why did I hit you?"

When the note was re-passed, her palms were covered with a layer of sweat, and Pu Yileng's fingertips were tightly clenched into her palms. The biting cold came from the inside out, making her hairs stand on end.

Is that how you think of me, am I really just a toy for your boredom?

"Since it's not a fight, and there's no need for a private meeting, let's talk about it here if you have anything to say."

Pu Yi looked at Song Pei's words coldly, the nib of his pen trembled but he couldn't write a word, and the tears he finally restrained still flowed down.

He Siyu's ears were caught by the high heels outside the door, followed by the sound of the door lock twisting.

The woman stood at the door, not intending to come in. He Siyu seemed not surprised, got up and walked to her place.