Laughing astray

"Yang Shuo's results came out." Yan Zihan led Cong Xiaoyi to the house.

In the afternoon, Cong Xiaoyi’s exam went well. Regardless of whether he was right or wrong, he persisted until the last second of the exam. When he left the classroom, Cong Xiaoyi felt relaxed. In fact, the feeling of using his brain was not as bad as he imagined, and he felt a strong sense of accomplishment. .

"What's the result?" Cong Xiao shook the hands they held together.

"It's better than I imagined. I said that I will start preparing for chemotherapy next week, but..." Yan Zihan stopped, "The result will not be much different from what I imagined."

"I know." Cong said with a smile, looking up at Yan Zihan, "I kind of accepted it after that day, so even if my mother has a few days left, I will spend the few days with her well, so I don't want to go The past is all in the past, he and I have no time."

"Yeah." Yan Zihan responded softly, "Then... about Shao Rong, are you going to talk about it?"

The time when Ji Yun started chemotherapy happened to be the first week of April, and the weather was getting warmer. Cong Xiao thought about getting some clothes for Cong Ji Yun to change at home. He had been to the hospital several times a week, and Cong Ji Yun wore The ground has been the hospital gown that has been washed until it turns white.

In my impression, Cong Jiyun shouldn't be like this. The woman who always speaks sharply, will not be outdone and will not let herself suffer, has always protected herself very well. When Cong Xiaoyi and Yan Zihan came in with their clothes, they happened to see From Ji Yun sitting next to the window in a daze.

"Where's Auntie?" Only Cong Jiyun was in the ward, and Cong Xiao asked as he put a bag of clothes into the small cabinet.

- went to cook.

Cong Jiyun wrote the words on the notebook and handed it to Cong Xiaoyi.

"Take off the hospital gown and take you out for a walk. A doctor will come to treat you later." Cong Xiaoyi took out his bag, "The weather is fine now, and I brought you a piece of thin thread." Clothes."

Cong Jiyun nodded, and took the clothes that Cong Xiaoyi handed over.

The clothes were not gorgeous, but they still gave the sickly Cong Jiyun a touch of life. People really depend on their clothes. After Cong Jiyun changed his clothes, he thought he looked much better. Yan Zihan took out a thermos from his bag and went to the water The room poured some hot water for Cong Xiao to carry on his back.

"It's not a picnic!" Cong said with a smile, but still put the thermos on his arm.

"It's still quite cold outside." Yan Zihan said.

"Got it." Cong Xiaoyi followed Cong Jiyun out of the ward. "Let's go out for a stroll, you wait here for auntie."

"En." Yan Zihan nodded, and stuffed Cong Jiyun's notebook into Cong Xiao's pocket.

There is a place outside the hospital for physical exercise. New shoots have sprouted on the trees, and the wind blowing over is still a little bit cool. Cong Jiyun has recovered a lot of complexion, and he is not panting when he walks. Cong Xiaoyi found someone who can Where he was sitting, he walked over with Cong Jiyun. "Drink some water." Cong Xiao opened the lid of the thermos and poured half a cup into it.

Cong Jiyun held it in his hands and stared at Cong Xiao.

"Don't look, it's also your son who is watching." Cong Xiao turned around, not looking at Cong Jiyun, but some hesitation filled his heart. What Yan Zihan asked him that day was remembered in his mind like a broadcast.

In today’s situation, in the present state, telling Cong Jiyun is nothing but cruel, but it shouldn’t be a secret, and those who should know should know. Cong Xiao never thought about how Cong Jiyun would react when he found out, but the words were in his mouth Side, I have to say it.

Cong Jiyun tugged La Cong Xiaoyi's clothes behind him, and patted the seat beside him.

Cong Xiao sat down and looked down at his toes.

If two people do not communicate, there will be endless silence, Cong Xiao took out the notebook and put it in Cong Jiyun's hand. "I'm going to tell you something now."

Cong Jiyun nodded.

"I only found out recently. I didn't want to tell you, I didn't want to tell you, but you should know about it. Even if I don't want to say it, you should know." Cong Xiao turned around and stared into Cong Jiyun's eyes .

Cong Jiyun's eyes were no longer as sharp as before, perhaps because of the physical and mental pressure that made her unable to stand on the wall for herself.

"Bai Shaorong, he's dead." Cong said with a smile.

Without hysteria, Cong Jiyun might not come out of hysteria, she even had difficulty speaking, and she didn't burst into tears as expected, Cong Jiyun looked calm in Cong Xiao's eyes.

Whether years of longing has become a habit, or the love buried in his heart can't be found, Cong Xiao didn't know, Cong Jiyun clasped his hands together and sat quietly on the seat.

"I forgot about him for a long time, but I still think about him often. After that, my memory is black and white, without color." Cong Xiao glanced at the front, a few children were chasing and running, and the parents were cautiously behind. follow.

"When I was young, I didn't know anything. I didn't understand what I did wrong. Why my parents were different from other people's. I looked like an orphan, but I wasn't." Cong Jiyun trembled slightly. Grabbing Cong Xiaoyi's hand.

"I hate you so much,"

I really hate you.Cong Xiao said in his heart.

"You can only bring me a burden when you are sick. You say that you are dying, that is also a burden, a burden that will never go away in my heart. You are the same as Bai Shaorong. If you say you are gone, you will disappear. I am the culprit. , why didn't you take a good look at you." Cong Xiao looked down at Cong Jiyun holding his hand with a little force.

"So, I have already made a mistake once, I lost Bai Shaorong, don't let me make a mistake this time, you work hard, live well, one more day, one more hour, one more second, that is my compensation, and so on You don't care about it for so many years, we have been separated for so many years and the compensation is the same as that of strangers."

When Yang Shuo came to the ward, Cong Xiao and Yan Zihan were chatting with Cong Jiyun, followed by two nurses, who walked over to clean the cabinet next to Cong Jiyun's bed quickly.

"Starting chemotherapy today, there will be some side effects, but this varies from person to person, so don't think about it yourself." Yang Shuo said simply. "Because the patient's own cancer cells spread, we used a lot of drugs, and we probably won't be able to finish the job in the afternoon."

The little nurse pasted a sheet at the end of Cong Jiyun's bed. Yang Shuo looked at the case for the last time and nodded to these people. "I wish the patient a speedy recovery."

On the list were a pair of unintelligible drug names, and Cong Xiaoyi couldn't pronounce some of the words. "It's amazing, everyone is a genius in this life." Cong Jiyun half-lyed on the bed, with a drip inserted in his arm, and the chemotherapy drugs entered the body bit by bit along the blood vessels.

"Hey, I look much better today." The escort aunt helped Cong Jiyun lean the pillow behind her back, smiled and said, "Two days ago, she kept telling me that she missed you!"

Cong Jiyun pulled the sleeve of the accompanying auntie, Cong Xiaoyi stood beside Yan Zihan and raised his eyebrows.

"Look, I'm too embarrassed to admit it!" The accompanying aunt covered her mouth, "Just look through that little book!"

The author has something to say: My eyes are inflamed, I don’t dare to use the computer all the time, I’ll start with 2000 words today, and I’ll see the situation update tomorrow.Refill.