Glass Butterfly

They wandered around the metropolis until the afternoon, when Ruan Youqing stood in front of the Dandur Temple in the Egyptian cultural relics area and listened to Jiang Jilan's explanation.

Compared with the morning, his volume was getting weaker, and the crowd around him was clamoring, Ruan Youqing had to lower his head and listen to his ears to hear clearly.Seeing this, Jiang Jilan intentionally raised her tone of voice, but after a while, she coughed a few times, feeling powerless.

"Brother, are you tired?" Ruan Youqing looked at the time, it was already past three o'clock, they only shared the snacks Qin Xiaoran brought to satisfy their hunger at noon, they walked and watched for more than six hours, Jiang Jilan even more It was all the way talking beside him, taking a sip of water from time to time.Although she was trying her best to maintain a smile, she couldn't hide her exhaustion, Ruan Youqing decided decisively: "Let's stop here today."

"No, I'm fine. Let's go shopping again, it's rare to come here." Jiang Jilan shook his head and pushed him to try to continue. Ruan Youqing was firmly nailed to the spot, and glanced at Qin Xiaoran, wondering what happened to this so-called "attendant" who was in charge of the world today. He always kept a distance from them, and always walked beside Tang Tu, not talking much.

"This place is too big, we can't finish our shopping, we can save it for next time." Ruan Youqing leaned towards Tang Tu and Qin Xiaoran.

"Next time..." Jiang Jilan was a little downcast following him, glanced at him and lowered her head to sigh, "I don't know when the next time is..."

"Then, just tomorrow. Let's continue watching tomorrow. Anyway, it's not far away." Ruan Youqing thought for a while, and there seemed to be no scheduled schedule for tomorrow. He looked at Tang Tu, who hesitated for a while, and then nodded as confirmation.

After hearing this, Jiang Jilan's mood obviously returned to high: "Okay, tomorrow is nine o'clock, right. Then go back to my place to rest and have dinner together! What do you want to eat, I will let them make it for you."

"I'm not picky about food." Ruan Youqing stood beside Tang Tu and asked him, "What do you want to eat?"

"It's all right." Tang Tu pointed out the window to signal them not to stand in the crowd, but to go out and talk. .

Just as Ruan Youqing wanted to pull his hand, Qin Xiaoran who was standing beside him stretched out his arm to block him, and was pushed towards the door: "It's crowded, get out quickly." After saying that, Qin Xiaoran wrapped Jiang Jilan's other arm in front of him , The thin people were also pushed out of the museum.

Ruan Youqing glanced back, Tang Tu was silently following behind them and did not fall behind, and turned her head back with confidence.

It was only seven o'clock after dinner, and Jiang Jilan was obviously sleepy, and she couldn't help yawning at the dining table, with teary eyes.Qin Xiaoran handed over the medicine box to urge him to rest early after taking the medicine: "It's not that I won't be able to see you anymore, don't hold on to it. Spring outing for primary school students."

"No." Jiang Jilan braced herself, "I'm not sleepy."

"Brother, you are exhausted today." Seeing him throwing a handful of pills into his mouth, Ruan Youqing couldn't help feeling a little worried: "Do you want to take so many medicines... Didn't you already have an operation..." After all, he still didn't understand Jiang Jilan's physical condition.

"It's nothing, it's just a small problem." Jiang Jilan smiled nonchalantly, and then asked Tang Tu, "Is Mr. Tang's food okay? Does it suit your taste? Do you want to add something? Do you want dessert?"

Tang Tu shook her head, and did not hesitate to praise: "The chef's craftsmanship is really good, and it tastes better than Langham's restaurant. Don't call me Mr. Tang, call me by my name."

"Okay. Then why don't you come over to eat every day, anyway, the chef cooks for one person and two people, and adding two pairs of bowls and chopsticks is no difference." Jiang Jilan leaned her elbows on the edge of the table and looked at Tang Tu with her face in her hands.

Tang Tu was startled: "I can do anything, just ask Youqing."

"I asked him, but he also wants to listen to what you want. Why don't you just ask you directly. Anyway, he is easy to dismiss, and he can't tell the reason like a boring gourd." Jiang Ji said with a blue smile.

"Brother..." Ruan Youqing complained, but for some reason, she also felt flattered.

He knew a lot of Tang Tu's friends and had met Tang Tu's family, so he was recognized.But he was always timid about introducing Tang Tu to his family and friends, and it was hard for his stubborn grandfather and estranged mother to embarrass them.But now that Jiang Jilan actually appeared, this could be regarded as taking Tang Tu to meet his family...

Qin Xiaoran refilled another pot of Pu'er for them. He checked the time, and at ten past eight, Jiang Ji's blue eyelids had already started fighting.Originally, Ruan Youqing insisted on going back after dinner, but he just left them sitting on the sofa and drank tea, talking about digesting food before leaving.

"Brother, go to sleep, I'm a little sleepy too." Ruan Youqing yawned in a gesture, which was actually a little bit real.

Jiang Jilan hurriedly got up, sent them to the door, and reconfirmed: "Then, tomorrow is still nine o'clock, see you at the old place." After speaking, she opened her arms naturally.

Ruan Youqing stepped forward to hug him, and patted him on the back. This time, he didn't let go of Tang Tu's other hand at all: "Well, see you tomorrow. Good night, brother. Good night, too."

"Don't go out, I'll see them off." Qin Xiaoran stopped Jiang Jilan who was changing shoes, sent Ruan Youqing and Tang Tu into the elevator, and swiped his card to go downstairs, "He's too excited."

"Why is he still so weak?" Ruan Youqing frowned slightly, and couldn't see any sleepiness in her eyes. It seemed that she was just trying to coax Jiang Jilan into acting.

"...Otherwise, it's not like changing your heart and everything will be fine. There's no other way to save your life." Qin Xiaoran sighed, "There's something wrong with her. But at least she's still alive."

Ruan Youqing looked at him firmly: "Is there no way to completely cure it..."

"The world record for survival after heart transplant surgery is only 30 years, and there are only one or two cases. And his physical foundation is poor. You go back, see you tomorrow." He was not in the mood to explain to Ruan Youqing, and hurriedly sent them out He went upstairs without looking back.

Qin Xiaoran went back to the house alone. The chef and the housekeeper had already left, and the huge room became empty and silent.

The floor is covered with red sandalwood solid wood flooring, which is warm and delicate and exudes a natural light fragrance. Even if you step on it with bare feet in winter, it will not be cold. He picked up Jiang Jilan, who had fallen asleep on the sofa, with a weight of less than [-] kilograms. It's like holding a handful of bones in my arms.During the physical examination at the beginning of the year, he asked the attending physician how he could make Jiang Jilan gain some flesh. The doctor said let nature take its course, pay attention to balanced nutrition, try not to catch a cold, not to be tired, and to avoid getting sick.

Because of the decline in kidney function, you can’t eat too much protein, and you should eat less carbohydrates. You should mainly eat a light diet. Gaining weight is really an impossible task. It’s good not to continue to lose weight.

"Huh?" Jiang Jilan woke up the moment she was put on the bed, "What time is it?"

"After eight o'clock, go to sleep." Qin Xiaoran couldn't help but scold him, "Does your leg hurt? Do you want to massage it for you? You must be brave."

"No need." Jiang Jilan propped up her body and walked slowly to the bathroom to brush her teeth, then undressed to take a bath.

Qin Xiaoran turned her head to close the door for him, and sat in front of his desk. The wrapped diary was open, and the title of this page was "Sea Monster".The content of the diary is an after-view of a picture album, saying that my brother brought him an English picture album from a year ago. The book uses dozens of photos to record an artist named Chihuly. Glass Sculpture Art Exhibition.

It seems that Ruan Youqing has no literary talents since she was a child, her writing is plain and unpretentious, and her thinking is a little jumpy, but the weird description can't hide her rich imagination.Qin Xiaoran thought of Jiang Jilan's eyes flickering when he talked about Ruan Youqing: "He has been very sensitive and smart since he was a child. He just doesn't like to talk, and when I beat him with a stick, he can't tell what's going on in his little brain." Thinking about something."

He has read this diary many times. At first he thought that some little secrets would be written in it so that Jiang Jilan would cherish it so much, but he secretly opened it a few years ago, and the pages were just porcelain, kilns. , Hummingbirds, flowers, plants, hummingbirds, or the impression of watching a book or movie, so boring that it can't be any more boring, and there is no need to peek at it.Also, the homework to be handed in is basically a scene, who will keep secrets in it.

The notebook was placed in the collection room a few days ago, but now it is spread out on the table, no need to ask, someone must have read it before going to bed last night.

Jiang Jilan pushed open the bathroom door, and was about to fall asleep on the bed covered in steam. Qin Xiaoran dragged him up and pressed him on the chair, and went to get the hair dryer to blow his hair with warm air.

"Brother Jilan." It's not that he didn't notice Jiang Jilan's depression after seeing Ruan Youqing and Tang Tu's intimate behavior, "They've only been together for a year, and they've only known each other for two or three years. It's not like you don't have a chance."

"Don't talk nonsense in front of them. Don't do superfluous things. Youqing is just innocent, but not stupid. You can do it in moderation." Jiang Jilan had a clear look, and he didn't need to cover up or pretend that the person was away, and his tone seemed a little indifferent , "He treats me as a brother and a family member. Don't do anything to hurt them. I won't be happy."

"And what about yourself. You want to see him so desperately, and you are so reluctant to let him go."

"He treats me as a family member, so I will be his family member. He is such a big man, I saw that he didn't want to force him to stay by his side, let alone force him to have any other feelings for me. To be honest , Seeing Tang Tu, I feel relieved. With my body, I can earn more money by seeing him again. This is my own business. If you don't like it, don't read it. Anyway, they will leave in a few days. "Jiang Jilan avoided the hair dryer, climbed back to the bed and lifted the quilt, and fell asleep with her half-dry hair on her head.

Qin Xiaoran exited the room and left a sentence before closing the door: "Then I will pick you up tomorrow morning."

Before going to bed, Ruan Youqing searched for information about heart transplantation with her mobile phone. The data showed that with the current medical technology, the ten-year survival rate of heart transplant patients can reach 70.00%, but the statistics only reach ten years, and there is no way to find ten years. after the data.He switched to English and searched on foreign search engines, the data was even lower, and the average survival period was only about 13 years.

That's right, unless it's a last resort, you can't go to the point of a heart transplant.

Perhaps because he saw that his complexion was not good, Tang Tu took a glass of water and put it on the bedside table next to him, looked down at his mobile phone screen, but didn't ask anything, just lifted the quilt and lay down beside him, with one arm crossed. Hugged him around his waist: "Go to sleep, we will meet again tomorrow."

Ruan Youqing threw the phone aside, and rubbed it against Tang Tu's neck: "He had the operation ten years ago, why did he only see me now?" Why did he count the days to say goodbye as soon as we met?

"The data is just data, it's just a reference. These are all accurate, maybe he lived longer than us." Tang Tu caressed the hair on the back of his head.

Even knowing that this was just groundless consolation, Ruan Youqing felt a little relieved, so she hugged her head and fell asleep till dawn.

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(‘‘) Observing in secret.