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The surrounding scenery was sometimes blurred and sometimes clear, the wind could not be heard in the ears, and the way home seemed to have no end at all. Nan Xi's body was empty, and his steps were very slow, but he still couldn't step on the ground.

"What the hell did I forget..."

The motorcades galloped past him one after another, kicking up a cloud of dust. Through the dust, Nan Xi seemed to see the young Ran Yao.Holding his schoolbag, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, he ran towards Liangxian Primary School, yelling, "Nan Xi! Where have you been!", and accidentally fell into the mud, Nan Xi desperately rushed over to catch him, but in vain, she knelt down on the ground.

What did Ran Yao do to him?

Nan Xi frowned, trying to recall what happened in the past few years. He remembered the graduation ceremony, Ran Yao's murmur, the understated kiss in the dark tunnel, Ran Yao's singing, and the moment when he sat leaning against the wooden door. Silhouette, I remember the strength with which he pounced, and I remembered that I felt like I had a fever...

Nan Xi lowered her head, looked at the hand unconsciously placed on her right rib in astonishment, and stopped breathing.

Memory Disconnected On that wet night in the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, I was sweating hotly, with water and pills on hand.Connected with it, Ran Yao fell weakly on the rush mat, holding his head, crying and laughing.Nan Xi couldn't remember what happened in the middle, but he clearly remembered that the time when Ran Yao fell ill was on his birthday, when the summer vacation of the first year of high school was about to end...

Staggering up from the ground, he ran home in a state of embarrassment. Nan Xi opened the cabinet and began to rummage, no, no, no, no case of Ran Yao could be found anywhere, only a row of cases listed on the small table , The medicine bottle that was never willing to throw away.

Are those medicines Ran Yao's or his own.

Nan Xi sat down on the spot, thinking silently, "How is that possible?" He felt absurd, ridiculous, unimaginable, and even the Arabian Nights. The memories he couldn't get back made him unable to know what happened in the blank year. , no one can tell him, no one can give him the answer, he will become a walking dead in unwillingness and remorse, lingering alive——

grandmother.

Nan Xi opened his eyes wide, and suddenly raised his head to look at the back room with the closed door, trembling all over his body.He and Ran Yao are not alone in this world, there is another person who has been silently guarding them.

He frantically ran to grandma's room. This was the first time Nanxi broke in abruptly without knocking on the door. Surprisingly, grandma didn't lie on the futon, but knelt on the futon peacefully. , holding a cane in his hand, as if waiting for him to come.

The sky outside the window has changed, the originally warm spring wind roared furiously, the setting sun was covered by dark clouds, and a distant and deep thunder sounded above the clouds.On March [-]th, the earth recovers, and the birds and insects leave. It belongs to the mid-spring season, when everything grows vigorously.

"Sit down." Grandma said to Nan Xi weakly.

Nan Xi sat down slowly, the tiger's mouth caught her ankle, and her white fingertips were too hard, pinching out a striking red mark.Listening to the movement outside the house, he didn't know how to speak. Grandma didn't make him difficult. She put down her crutches and said solemnly, "Don't disappoint Ran Yao."

In a word, Nan Xi's back was directly bent, his arms were hanging down by his side, and his head was bowed limply.Staring blankly at the mat in front of the window that was soaked in rain, he asked dully, "Ran Yao is... repaying me or taking revenge on me."

The raindrops slapped the holly bushes, rushing and slowing down. Liangxian Village was shrouded in mist, and its outline was unclear.It was only when facing grandma that Nan Xi really looked like a child, his nasal cavity was sore and unbearable, he cried, and all the emotions that had been suppressed were vented out at this moment.

"Grandma, it's too late for me to know my feelings. I want to tell Ran Yao that I like him. If I can't, at least let me say sorry to him."

Nan Xi crawled forward two steps and grabbed Grandma's hands. These hands were too thin, with rough skin covering the protruding bones.He sniffed, adjusted his emotions, looked into grandma's eyes, and begged: "Grandma, please tell me, I can't just live like this, please."

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In winter in Liangxian Village, there is only an invisible expanse of white, and the snowflakes are fluttering and falling. Ran Yao, who is sitting by the wooden platform, stretches out his hand to catch one, and his face turns red from the cold.He dangled his legs and shouted eagerly into the room: "Grandma! What time is it!"

"Oh, how many times have I asked?" The voice came from the kitchen, and grandma glanced at the clock on the wall, "It's a quarter to three."

"It's close to five o'clock. I'm going to the station!" Before he finished speaking, Ran Yao jumped down the steps, pulled the brim of his hat to his ears, stood up straight and took a breath of fresh air. He ran down the slope and walked up the stairs. On the white country road, in front of the field of vision, you can vaguely see the shadows of trams passing by.

Ran Yao failed to get into the ideal high school, and his grandma planned to let him go to a vocational high school, but he didn't want to, even if he didn't go to a school without Nanxi.After the first year of high school, sometimes Ran Yao went to Qinghe No. [-] Middle School to visit Nan Xi, and sometimes he came back to stay for a day or two. Recently, Nan Xi was always very busy. Ran Yao didn't dare to disturb her, and she was looking forward to the winter vacation all day Hurry up, Nan Xi will be able to go home.

Stepped on a winding curve, there was no snow under her feet, Ran Yao raised her head, and the station had arrived.There was no one on the platform, the benches were empty, and the cold wind passed between the stop signs. He put on his mask and sat next to the vending machine, waiting quietly and anxiously.

The sky was dark, the roar of the tram was gradually approaching, a beam of warm light appeared above the track, Ran Yao shivered, he fell asleep, and hurriedly raised his hand to rub his heavy eyes, staring fixedly at the train. The train, staring at it, slowly pulled into the station and stopped.

The car door opened, and some passengers got off one after another. Ran Yao raised his head and swayed from side to side, grinning his lips, and ran towards the familiar figure.

"Nan Xi!" Ran Yao hugged him and rubbed his forehead against his chin.

Nan Xi touched Ran Yao's face, and said softly, "Wait a long time."

"No, no, I just arrived." Ran Yao took the bag in his hand, "Hey!", and carried it on his shoulder. Nan Xi didn't want him to be troubled, and was just about to take it back, but was stopped by Ran Yao with a serious tone Said, "You have to free your hand to hold me."

The body temperature colder than ice and snow, the pale complexion, and the tired face made Ran Yao worried that he couldn't eat or sleep well. Ran Yao noticed Nan Xi's strangeness, but the other party didn't let him ask, so he just tried his best to be obedient Don't talk too much.

During the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, Nan Xi fell ill. After that, his body was not as good as before, and he lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.This time when he came back, his complexion was obviously not as good as last time. Ran Yao panicked. In his memory, Nan Xi was tall and sunny, and he would not be as weak and gloomy as he is now. He led Nan Xi back home, had dinner, and squeezed into the same room. Under the quilt, anxiously wanting to warm Nanxi's body with his own body temperature.

After returning from the station, Nan Xi's eyebrows kept knitting together, Ran Yao finally couldn't help it: "Is there something uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." The pale complexion struggled to pull out a little smile, Nan Xi put his arms around him, "Just take it easy."

During the whole winter vacation, Nan Xi stayed at home and stayed in the bedroom all day long, sitting in front of the desk and reviewing his homework.Wearing an apron, Ran Yao washed him a small basket of red fruits. He was sweating all over. He rolled up his sleeves, picked up the bowl, and went back to the room. He saw Nan Xi wrapped in a thick quilt, coughing non-stop.

The red fruit was scattered all over the ground, Ran Yao rushed over and patted him on the back: "What's going on!"

"I'm a bit cold." Nan Xi looked at Ran Yao wearily, "You can hug me for a while."

Ran Yao's heart was in a ball, he tore off the quilt, got in, pressed against Nan Xi, rubbed his palms to cover his face.He was too scared, especially after he clearly felt Nan Xi's thin body, Ran Yao bit his lip and hugged him hard, Nan Xi must be fine, he can't let Nan Xi be in trouble.

When the next semester started, Nan Xi's complexion improved, and Ran Yao sent him to the station, saying goodbye to him reluctantly.

The temperature is getting warmer, the spring breeze is blowing, and the drizzle is dripping down the eaves, forming a dense water curtain.Ran Yao smelled the smell of spring and missed Nan Xi. The landline at home rang suddenly. He stood up from the door and walked over to pick it up. Before he could say "Hello", he heard the female voice on the other end of the phone crying and shouting. He yelled: "Is it Nanxi's grandma! Nanxi fainted and has been sent to the county hospital, come and have a look!"

Ran Yao had heard this voice before, it was the head teacher of Nanxi High School.He was in a trance for a moment, threw away the phone, took off the messenger bag hanging on the hanger, and put on a plastic raincoat. He was so anxious that he didn't even have time to explain the situation to his grandma, so he drenched himself in the rain and ran into the platform to buy a tram ticket. Set foot on the train bound for Qinghe County.

After arriving at the station, after another two bus trips, Ran Yao rushed into the main building of the county hospital, went up to the third floor, asked Nan Xi's room number at the nurse's station, and finally came to the door of the ward.

There was a door between the two of them, Ran Yao was panting heavily, and suddenly he was too timid to go in, all the complicated emotions along the way turned into fear and eroded him in an instant, the narrow glass on the door revealed Ran Yao let go of the fragile Nan Xi on the hospital bed, took two steps back, and tightly hugged the backpack on her body in a panic.

Someone approached him and asked in surprise, "Are you...Ran Yao?"

Ran Yao turned around and found Nan Xi's class teacher, he nodded politely: "Hi, teacher, I'm Ran Yao, Nan Xi's younger brother."

Before she could say a few words, the woman's eyes turned red. She led Ran Yao to the office of the chief of internal medicine and sat with him opposite the doctor.

Ran Yao opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, his throat was as dry as a ball of cotton stuffed, he looked at the woman beside him for help, and heard her say: "Please, please repeat what you just said to me. This child... repeat it."

The spring rain and thunder are the solar term for the recovery of all things. There is a warm wind in the house, and Ran Yao still feels cold in his down jacket.The doctor's words poured down his head like a basin of ice water, he pursed his lips, tears fell down, and finally wept uncontrollably.

"Doctor... I'm stupid, I don't understand a lot of things." He sobbed, and managed to catch his breath, "Nan Xi is very smart, his body has always been healthy, he still plays basketball, how, how could ...are you making a mistake!?"

Ran Yao impatiently tore up the "liver cancer" diagnosis certificate on the table, and with a sullen head, he punched heavily on his legs twice.

"It's best to contact Nan Xi's parents immediately and arrange hospital treatment as soon as possible." The doctor tapped the table twice with a pen, "You have to be mentally prepared. Nan Xi's condition was discovered relatively late, so I'm afraid it's not optimistic."

Ran Yaoteng stood up suddenly, wiped his nose, bowed respectfully to the doctor, turned around and rushed out the door, ran to Nan Xi's ward, ran in, hugged him, and never let go.

With red eyes, Nan Xi hid in Ran Yao's embrace, grabbed his clothes, and cried secretly.Ran Yao followed Nan Xi's example, rubbing his hair, kissing his hair deeply, smelling the good smell on his body, a small room, a small bed, two people cuddling together, being intimate with each other ,interlocking fingers.

They don't have much time left.

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