petition to god

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8 month 29 day.

Nan Xi's eyes were cloudy, his lips were chapped, and his body was so weak that even the quilt covering his body felt oppressive. He propped up the bed listlessly and straightened up. He reached for the calendar on the wall, rubbed his thumb against the series of numbers, Today is Ran Yao's birthday.

After being admitted to the hospital, Nan Xi was transferred to a single ward with relatively simple decoration. The room was well lit and quiet. Ran Yao's camp bed was placed on his right, very close to him, and he could hear his regular breathing when sleeping at night. .

Choosing to receive treatment was because she felt unwilling to her own life and couldn't bear such a result. For five months, Nan Xi's mood fluctuated greatly. Sometimes she yelled at Ran Yao, and sometimes hugged him and cried bitterly. when.

Today's sunshine is very warm, falling on the snow-white quilt is a mass of soft light yellow, Nan Xi stretched his hand under the light, feeling the natural temperature.He wanted to give up the treatment, and once he had this thought, it meant he had finally accepted such a fate, and he didn't want to leave his most unbearable side as the last to Ran Yao.

The door of the ward opened, and Ran Yao poked his head in. He made a face at Nan Xi, carried a lunch box and a kettle, and closed the door with his feet.

"The weather is fine today." Opening the lid and laying out the lunch box on the table, Ran Yao handed Nan Xi the spoon and chopsticks, retreated to the foot of the bed, went down and pinched his legs, and gave him a massage, "later Let me take you out for a walk."

Nan Xi picked up a piece of minced meat tofu, tasted it, but felt no appetite, so he put down his chopsticks, "Ran Yao, I want to go home."

Ran Yao stopped, looked at him, paused for a moment and tried to smile and said: "There are still several courses of treatment that we haven't done. Let's go home after we finish."

"I won't do it." Nan Xi pulled Ran Yao's arm and asked him to stand beside her, "Leave some money for you and grandma."

Drugs can maintain and prolong life, and can also give people false hope. Nan Xi doesn't want to live like this, and doesn't want to waste his and Ran Yao's time.He asked Ran Yao to lie on him for a while, and then patted him on the back: "Go and help me with the discharge procedures."

After closing the door, Ran Yao leaned against the wall, staring at the ground, dazed for a long time.He leaned on the wall and walked to the bathroom, hid in one of the cubicles and knocked on the door lock, squatted down, and vented his emotions silently.The whites of his eyes were red, Ran Yao bit his index finger knuckles, and wiped away his tears with his cuffs. He restrained himself and straightened his expression when he heard someone coming in. He walked out as if nothing had happened, stood in front of the pool, and poured handfuls of water on his face. Catch cold water.

After such a long time, I have done everything I can do and tried everything I can think of, but I still can't save Nanxi's life.The palm touched the cold mirror, Ran Yao raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. He was an adult, but he was still so useless. Sometimes he would wake up from a dream at night, hold Nan Xi's hand, and watch him die due to illness. With a dejected and haggard complexion, he couldn't help but want to question God, why is it Nan Xi? If there must be one person among them who suffers from this misfortune, it should be him.

Wiping the drops of water off her chin with her hands, Ran Yao walked out of the bathroom, went to the nurse's station, and prepared to discharge Nan Xi from the hospital.

The closed-circuit television in the corridor is playing a promotional video of Liangxian Village. The head nurse on duty and the little nurse are watching eagerly. The camera scans various beautiful scenery. The little nurse pokes her mouth and pokes the head nurse's arm: "Listen! It is said that this place will be built into a resort area, it is really beautiful, hey, look at the fireworks show at Lugen Lake yesterday, wow, I really want to go."

Ran Yao looked back at the TV, the sky was full of fireworks, the villagers on both sides of the Lugen Lake joined hands and sang nursery rhymes, the woman ringing the bell was dancing in the moonlight in a colorful dress, the composition was wonderful, the dream was unrealistic, like a paradise.

The head nurse was stunned, tilted her head to the palm of her hand, and immediately sat up straight again, pointing at the scene where the camera turned, and whispered: "Hey, have you heard the legend of Qianshui Temple?"

The little nurse looked away, shook her head, and the two of them immediately got together and whispered: "What legend? Is it scary? I don't listen to scary ones. I have to work the night shift at night."

"It's not scary, it's not scary." The head nurse hooked her fingers with a smirk on her face, "I also heard from others that, according to legend, as long as you make a wish on the ninth statue of Qianshui Temple, any wish can come true."

The little nurse was startled: "Is it true?" She patted her face, "Then can I make a wish of eternal youth and immortality?"

The head nurse gave her a sideways glance: "You have to find the ninth statue first."

Hearing this, the little nurse was stunned: "...What do you mean?"

The head nurse's eyes became enigmatic, and she raised her hand to cover her voice: "Because there were only eight statues in Qianshui Temple since it was built."

After the exchange between the two, the screening of the promotional video of Liangxian Village had also ended. The little nurse shuddered belatedly, quickly rubbed her arms twice, and asked tremblingly, "Then how did the ninth statue... come out?" of?"

"This means..." The head nurse stretched out her hand behind her, "There are ghosts in Qianshui Temple." After finishing speaking, she slapped her on the shoulder, and the little nurse stood up in fright, her face was pale, and she turned her face and bumped into the pestle again. Ran Yao, who was in front of the doctor's desk, said "ah" and covered his heart.

"Ran Yao is here." The head nurse put the pen into the front pocket of the skirt, picked up a thick stack of medical records, and prepared to make rounds, "Are you here to fetch medicine for Nanxi?"

"No." Ran Yao smiled politely, "I'm here to go through the discharge procedures."

The head nurse frowned and didn't speak. She knew Nan Xi's condition very well and knew that the two children would choose this step sooner or later, so she handed over the medical records in her hand to the little nurse, got up and led Ran Yao to fill out the discharge form and issue a certificate. , refund the money and get the medicine, I have been busy all morning.

"You still have to continue to take the medicine. You must pay attention to rest and ensure adequate sleep." The head nurse paused with her raised hand in the air, and patted Ran Yao's shoulder lightly, "Be with your brother well."

"I will." Ran Yao clenched the medicine bag tightly, "It's been so long, please trouble the head nurse."

The sunshine in Qinghe County was familiar and warm. Ran Yao supported Nan Xi, walked out of the gate of the county hospital, and hailed a taxi. The two entered the back seat, shoulder to shoulder, and the hands they held together were wet and sticky. Nan Xi smiled and said, "Do you miss grandma?"

"I think." Nan Xi replied quickly.When life is about to come to an end, the only thing that is full of concern is the loved ones in life, "I miss it so much, I want to eat fruit candy, I want to eat red fruit, and I want to drink tofu soup."

Ran Yao touched Nan Xi's stomach, deliberately avoiding the dry and flat right rib: "Wow, it's so edible, it seems that the disease is about to recover."

Nan Xi also laughed, nodded and said, "Lend us a birthday blessing."

After getting on the tram, Ran Yao put a coat on Nan Xi, and the two leaned together, looking out the window, admiring the scenery from Qinghe County to Liangxian Village.This line went back and forth countless times, and it was the first time they looked at it so carefully.

The light danced on Ran Yao's face, Nan Xi stared into his eyes and asked, "What gift do you want?"

Ran Yao pretended to think for a while, then smiled and lay on his neck: "I hope Nanxi will like me tomorrow."

The train passed through the tunnel, and the light was shining brightly. Liangxian Village was approaching. Nan Xi tilted his head: "I have this wish every year, let's change it this year."

Ran Yao raised his head and asked him, "Will my wish come true?"

"Yes." Nan Xi pinched his face, "I promise."

The tram came into the station with a bang, and the passengers stood up one after another. When the carriage was empty, Ran Yao took Nan Xi's hand, stepped into the bright sunshine, and said with a smile, "Then I'll change it."

They walked up the path in the middle of the rice field, and walked around slowly. The golden color of the field was already dazzling, but it was covered with a layer of light. Ran Yao's pupils were bright. He bent down and picked two hosta flowers, Put one in Nan Xi's shirt front pocket, and the other behind his ear.

Nan Xi's hand gradually heated up, Ran Yao pressed his hand to his heart, and red dragonflies flew over their heads, he bent his eyes and said contentedly, "I hope Nan Xi will love me tomorrow."

Ran Yao will always remember them at that time, Nan Xi's gentle smile, and the only hope left in his heart is to want Nan Xi to live in a healthy way, for which he is willing to pay any price.

After dinner, Nan Xi closed her eyes and fell asleep exhaustedly accompanied by the gentle breeze of the sunset.Ran Yao tucked in the quilt for him, stared at him for a while, then leaned over and kissed his forehead: "See you later."

He put on his coat, put on his clogs, looked in the direction of Qianshui Temple, and ran towards it without hesitation.

Try it even if it is not credible, because this is the last way.

Qianshui Temple is located on the top of the highest mountain in Liangxian Village. Ran Yao and Nan Xi used to play hide-and-seek there. They passed by the gate of the temple several times but did not enter. The reason was that Ran Yao was afraid of ghosts, and the temple looked gloomy. There is an indescribable weirdness.

A few years ago, there were monks living in it, but now it is heard that it is going to be rebuilt, and the popularity has dissipated, making it even more gloomy and terrifying.Ran Yao took a shortcut. He walked through the dense bamboo forest, climbed over a clump of thorns, climbed over a wall of stone walls, and stepped on the stone steps leading to Qianshui Temple, panting.

The setting sun was completely submerged in the mountains, and the silence around made people feel empty. Ran Yao gritted his teeth, wrapped his clothes tightly and ran again. The moment he stepped through the gate of the temple, he heard the sound of wind chimes.

Whether it was an illusion or the ringing of the bell, Ran Yao couldn't think about it. He rushed into the main hall, gasped for breath, and mustered up the courage to look up. Yao retreated timidly to the door, and the evening wind "rustled" the linden leaves outside the hall. He stabilized his mind, walked in boldly, came to the statue, and began to count.

"One, two, three, four." Due to being too nervous, his palms were full of sweat, he swallowed, pointed to the fifth statue and continued to count, "Five, six, seven, eight."

Eight statues, as expected, Ran Yao lowered his eyes in disappointment and stood there. After half a moment, he raised his head unwillingly again: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."

He didn't want to accept his fate, but this already doomed result still made him inevitably frustrated and lost.The moonlight elongated his shadow, and the hall was still empty and silent. Ran Yao waited for a long time. During this time, he experienced powerlessness, pain, despair, and grief, but he was not relieved. No matter how stupid or ridiculous, he would never give up.

"One, two, three, four." Ran Yao prayed countless times in his heart, his raised right hand trembled slightly, and when the corners of his eyes began to turn red, there was a "squeaky" sound in his ear, and his fingertips continued to move to the right Move, "Five, six, seven, eight..."

"Nine." Ran Yao took a deep breath, restrained the instinctive fear in his heart, rushed over regardless, and only saw it clearly when he got closer. It was a half-human tall statue, with a brown-gray body and a different face from the other eight statues. It is not as hideous and terrifying, but clear and gentle.

Ran Yao knelt down in front of him with a "plop", and for a moment he didn't know how to speak. During a brief pause, the sound just now passed by his ears again.

Something landed on the statue, attracting his attention. Ran Yao was taken aback for a moment, and was caught off guard by a pair of small black eyes. At that moment, he almost couldn't believe it.

The wind outside the hall stopped, overripe Bodhi fruits fell to the ground in twos and threes, Ran Yao came back to his senses, his body gradually warmed up, he exhaled, closed his eyes, and lightly raised the corner of his mouth: "It's you."

In the meeting of gazes, scenes of warm memories flashed in his mind, Ran Yao restlessly rubbed his hands, and asked tentatively, "Can you...heal Nan Xi?"

There was a voice in the ear canal, clean and clear: "Life and death have their own destiny, six realms of reincarnation."

Long eyelashes covered the tiny light in his bright eyes, and Ran Yao gave a soft "um", and after a long silence, he said to himself, "Nan Xi is sick, I must save him."

"I was really happy and lucky to meet him. He is the whole meaning of my life. Without him, I really don't know what to do."

"He has always been taking care of me and protecting me. Since I was a child, I have never done anything for him, so please, please help me realize this wish."

"Nan Xi is really outstanding, without me, he will definitely be able to live well."

Like a heart-to-heart exchange between a close friend and a final entrustment, Ran Yao paused, crossed his fingers on his chin, closed his eyes with a smile, and prayed devoutly to the gods: "Please let me replace him, replace me for him, and let him forget everything. Sick, live healthy."

When he raised his eyes again, the ninth statue disappeared, and Ran Yao lowered his arms dully, as if he had a dream, in which there was his delusion and his persistence.

In an instant, Ran Yao lowered his head, and suddenly felt some subtle changes in his body. He stood up overjoyed, ran out of the main hall, jumped over the temple gate, stepped down the steps, and walked towards the lighted room in the distance without stopping. Wooden house, run happily.

The wind chime rang softly, Ran Yao opened the door, climbed up the wooden platform with difficulty, and fell weakly on the rush mat. He hugged Nan Xi's head and pressed his forehead to his forehead, and kept saying, "There is help!" It's over, it's saved", and then wept and laughed for a long time.

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