Yesterday is not today

22

The City of Sunlight is always blessed by God. It is bathed in divine light and never afraid of darkness. It drives back the night and keeps the light forever.

He was sitting on the rest chair in the Peace Square, and the sun's brilliance shone down on him. That layer of light shrouded him, making him holy, and just a back view made him reluctant to leave.

With his back turned to him, he stretched out his right hand, and his palm was filled with sweet bread crumbs.

So those naughty white pigeons fell into his palm, and flew away after eating.

He took a little more out of the bag, over and over again, he was always very patient.

There must be a satisfied smile on his face.

Time passed quickly, and the sun was about to set. He stood up, and Yan Chengli rushed to meet him as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He seemed to be groping for something, and finally found it, and he stood up leaning on it.

It was a guiding stick.

Yan Chengli had already stood in front of him, but Gu Jiu still acted as if no one had seen him, leaning on the blind stick and slowly brushing past him - only a palm away.

Yan Chengli understood instantly.

His tears were like pearls, falling down one after another, but he didn't dare to cry out. He covered his mouth and tried to suppress the crying, but the tears kept rolling down, falling from his eyes , flowed to the corner of the mouth, and dripped on the ground.

The passing crowd cast strange glances at him. Why did such a tall and handsome man cry so sadly in the square?

But Yan Chengli didn't care, he cried sadly, he was so wronged that he didn't dare to cry out.

He stumbled after him, even though he was sobbing and crying, he couldn't lose him anymore.

As the sun went down, the pigeons were also tired. Instead of looking for a kind feeder, they slowly flew towards home in the sunset.

He goes out at twelve o'clock every day, and he will go to the canteen in the square to buy two pieces of bread and a bottle of water. He sits on the lounge chair, and after eating the bread and drinking the water, he will feel dizzy for a while.

Then he was in a daze until the first pigeon flew to the empty space next to him.

He would smile a little, open another bag of bread, and give that loaf to the pigeons.

Then slowly, slowly, as the sun went down, he walked slowly home.

every day.

every day.

It has been going on for a month.

Yan Chengli followed behind him. The days here seem to be getting shorter and shorter. Although the days here are the longest compared to other places, they will also change with the seasons.

He also spends less time outside, and less time he sees him.

"Dinglingling" the phone rang, but he didn't answer it.

He had already told Yan Chengming that if he worked hard for him, he would not take care of him anymore.

In a while, it will be eight o'clock.

At eight o'clock, he was close to the wall, and his bed was on the opposite side of the wall.

A pleasant singing sound came, and he began to sing.

The singing will continue until nine o'clock.

When nine o'clock came, he would go to bed.

He heard him walking with a cane and slippers.

The "click" lights went out.

He went back to bed.

"Good night, Ajiu." He said in a low voice and turned off the light.

This is how he repeated his life for a month.

He didn't think about how to talk to Ajiu.

His eyes... are gone.

He chooses this way, before he thinks about it, he wants to accompany him like this.

And more reasons, he was thinking about why Ajiu left.

Could it be that he really shouldn't bother him anymore?

He was his neighbor, and their bedroom was only separated by a thin wall.

He fell asleep against the wall, as if he could feel Ajiu's breathing.

It was very strange today, it was already 12:[-], but Ajiu still didn't go out, he waited anxiously at the door, but the door next door didn't intend to open at all.

Minutes passed by.

He was really worried and couldn't help knocking on the door.

One sound...

Twice...

Three times...

The intensity gradually increased, and finally turned into smashing the door, but no one responded.

He turned and went back to the house, and brought the tool box that the landlord had left behind. There was an ax in it.

In two or three strokes, he broke open the old lock, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Ajiu lying on the ground.

He rushed over and hugged him in his arms.

So light...like a weightless paper man...

Without thinking about it, he rushed him to the hospital.

"Who are you?" asked the doctor.

"I'm him..." Yan Chengli thought about it, and finally said, "I'm his brother."

"Your brother doesn't take good care of you. The patient's kidney failure has reached such an advanced stage. Why don't you let him be hospitalized?" The doctor gave him a disapproving look: "I don't think your financial situation is bad."

"What did you say?" Yan Chengli caught a word, but he felt he heard it wrong.

"What?" The doctor was a little annoyed: "I said, don't be so reluctant. You should be hospitalized when you should be hospitalized. Otherwise, it will be too uncomfortable for the patient to leave. You, a brother, will feel sorry for it?"

"What do you mean when it's time to go?" Yan Chengli felt that he could understand everything the doctor said, why he couldn't understand it when they were together.

"Ah?" The doctor was also stunned: "Don't you know that your brother is sick?"

"What disease?"

"Kidney failure is already at an advanced stage. It is estimated that it has lasted for more than a year, and hasn't the patient undergone surgery? Has the right kidney been removed?" The doctor said, "It seems that removal is useless now. It's already at an advanced stage, unless there is an operation, otherwise," the doctor gestured: "Two months at most, that's the limit."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the frozen Yan Chengli, sighed, and shook his head. This child's blood type is still so rare, and he is basically waiting to die. What a poor child.

The doctor put the report in his hand, but Yan Chengli still didn't understand.

Kidney failure?a month?

It's impossible...it's impossible....

Gu Jiu, he, Ajiu...Gu Gu him, he is obviously healthy...

"It's okay, maybe I ate too fast in the morning, and my stomach is not feeling well." He remembered what he said.

He thought of his thinner body than Gu Yuan, and his paler complexion than Gu Yuan.

And, why is he donating his eyes...

And why did Xu Shaoling agree?

It turned out... only he was kept in the dark.

"Thank you, kind man, the wallet is in my pocket, can you see if it is enough? If not, I can go get it."

Gu Jiu's ears are very sensitive, he heard someone walking into the room, but that person didn't speak.

He was a little uneasy, and twisted his body, trying to sit up.

Immediately supported him with both hands, and built two pillows for him.

He thanked again: "Thank you, I'm really sorry."

The man took Ajiu's hand and touched his throat.

Ah Jiu finally realized: "Ah! Is it convenient for you to talk?"

The man squeezed his hand.

Ah Jiu's sense of touch is also very sensitive, and he made a decision in an instant: "You must also be a disabled person. I don't know if the doctor has told you about my situation. If you want, I hope you can take care of me. Of course, I will give you all my inheritance, I am rich."

Ajiu said, "Do you want to think about it?"

But he was very nervous, and his fingers were tense under the covers.

Until the person squeezed his hand to signify his agreement.

Ajiu breathed a sigh of relief, showing a sweet smile.

I once said to myself, if you hadn't come to me, I would have died here silently.

If you come...

I want to embrace you with the truest, unharmed me...

Since I can't see it, let me indulge myself.

This time, it's really the last time to be willful.