Four Hundred and Twenty Just Right

"Tumor?"

"Yes."

"I?"

"Yes."

The ridiculous smile in Adam's eyes welled up, he couldn't help laughing, he shrugged his shoulders slightly, as if he had heard the funniest joke this year, and shook his head gently, his actions were even a bit funny, "But it doesn't make sense at all. ."

Immediately, he also realized that his reaction was disrespect to the doctor, so he coughed lightly, regained his composure, retracted his jaw, and expressed his apology with his eyes, "I'm not challenging your authority." Adam Biting his lower lip, he raised his right hand, scratched his forehead lightly, and raised his head again, "I mean, I don't smoke, I don't drink, I'm still a recycling type."

After speaking, Adam raised his eyebrows, showed a self-deprecating smile, raised his hands slightly, and brought his self-deprecating spirit to the extreme. However, his movements quickly restrained embarrassingly, the doctor The words made the smile on his face fade away.

"Actually, your situation is rather strange, because your cause is very rare..."

The curvature of the corner of Adam's mouth froze a little. He stared at the doctor's line of sight seriously, but the doctor was still avoiding eye contact, just explaining incessantly. That professional and devoted attitude did not mean to joke at all. Adam was stunned.

tumor? he?

The chattering voices in my ears were like the echoes of the valley, getting further and further away and getting weaker and fainter, and finally there was only a chaotic echo.

So, what does this mean? Does he really have a tumor? Malignant tumor? Then, what did the doctor say just now? cancer? Does he have cancer? Why did he get cancer? What kind of cancer is it? What is the difference between cancer and tumor? However, the doctor just said that his blood and urine tests were normal. What the hell is going on?

Question marks, countless question marks, kept popping up in his mind, more and more, gradually filling the whole brain. He only felt dizzy for a while, but his brain seemed to stop working temporarily, and he couldn't think well. . Everything has only become the simplest word, "cancer", enlarged in my mind, and enlarged again.

Andrew was reading the manuscript according to the report. He read those professional medical terms countless times, and he finally became smooth, but his attention was always a little bit inconcentrated. Out of the corner of the eye, you can see Adam in front of him, those dark brown eyes turned into chaos, the smile faded, the sunlight faded, and the focus faded little by little, leaving nothing but a daze.

Suddenly, time seemed to stop, and even the air stopped flowing.

This little bit of daze, there is no sadness, no pain, no anger, no struggle, some are just incomprehensible confusion, but a touch of bitterness spreads on the tip of the tongue.

Adam lowered his head and thought about it seriously, but found that his head was still unable to sort out his thoughts. He gently pushed the chair back, and then supported himself with both hands to stand up, his arms were actually a little weak, and his body staggered. He took a moment, but the conditioned reflex held it up, and he unconsciously smiled at the doctor, as if mocking his embarrassment and apologizing for his rudeness, but his eyes still couldn't see the focus, naturally indistinguishable.

Then he stood up and walked to the window.

The voice still kept ringing in his ears, but Adam needed a little fresh air. Standing by the window, watching the cars coming and going below, the focus stopped on a big red car, moving forward with the traffic, and then blurred out again, stunned, and the voice echoing in the room changed again. To be clear, "...reduce the tumor to a manageable size before considering surgery."

By the way, he has a tumor, or more accurately, a deteriorating tumor, which is cancer.

This idea popped up, and the brain that stopped thinking couldn't help but restart,

The sense of reality gradually became clear, his fingers couldn't help curling up, and the fingertips were cold. What does cancer mean? die.

A simple word appeared, and Adam's finger movements couldn't help but pause, and the doctor's calm and objective voice came from his ear, "... Next, chemotherapy may cause infertility", but he turned a deaf ear and hit him directly. Cut off the doctor's words, "But I'll be fine, right?"

Andrew raised his head and looked at Adam. There was a little nervousness between his sparse brows, and more doubts. The uneasiness slowly fainted like a dense smoke, but it was not turbulent. Gradually, gradually The ground wraps around the eyebrows, extending little by little.

Inexplicably, Andrew felt the muscles in his shoulders tighten a little, and the invisible pressure began to spread. He avoided his eyes and tried to recall the words in response, but his mind went blank.

"Right?"

There was a faint smile in Adam's voice, his eyes were focused and serious, and there was a faint hope.

"...If you want to talk to someone." Andrew finally remembered, but the sentence was extremely difficult, even a little stumbling, he raised his hand, but put it down weakly, he was not sure Why did I do this, and what did I want to do? "Uh...our hospital, um...there are some excellent social workers and psychiatrists..."

The doctor's words gradually became blurred in his ears again. Adam looked out the window again, and his brain gradually became a blank, not a blank like white paper, but a chaotic blank, with countless thoughts surging gently. But the chaos became a mess, and it was impossible to sort out at all. Confusion and confusion were revealed in the depths of the pupils, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

Those dark brown eyes are still clear and bright, but for a while, there is no trace of the soul; through the thin shoulders, it seems that the excited elves gradually become silent, and the bright sun slowly dissipates. The cheerful atmosphere slowly calmed down, and the whole world fell into a cloud of gray, not bright white, not deep black, but a vague gray, full of uncertain swings.

Will just stood there quietly, staring at the back.

The back with confusion, loss, confusion and loneliness. Everything is light, not turbulent, but I feel that the aura of the whole person is gradually weakening, as if a bright flame, after losing the support of firewood, gradually dimmed. A faint residual warmth can still be felt around the fireplace, but the temperature has dropped uncontrollably.

This process of hypothermia is so slow and yet so helpless. More still dazed - wanting to fight hard, but not knowing how to start, so he just froze in place.

Inexplicably, Will tasted a bit of bitterness.

It's not the kind of pain that screams, shakes the earth, and pierces the heart, nor is it the kind of shock that touches the heart, tears, and directly hits the heart. Everything is just like a cup of warm water, just right, gently pulling the wound deep inside, that dullness The sourness can only be tasted by oneself.

Will suddenly turned his head and couldn't bear it. Because in that back, he saw himself, he saw himself at a loss and at a loss. The memory, finally came back again, everything was so vivid and terrifyingly real, it made him a little breathless.

Jonathan just stood there dumbfounded, with a smile still on the corners of his mouth - Renly's small expressions, small details and small lines in his performance just now had a kind of natural banter that made people smile. , he likes moments like this, moments of joy in the midst of suffering. But immediately, Jonathan tasted the bitterness, and it was so turbulent that he could hardly swallow.

He finally understood what Renly meant.

Unlike the previous performance, this performance seems to have nothing, no traces of exertion, no emotional outburst, no drama ups and downs, everything is an understatement, and people can savor it carefully. To the delicate emotions hidden in it——

Bewildered, confused, lost, that kind of empty sense of nothingness makes the focus lose its direction, and it seems that I never really understand what cancer means and what will it bring? Does not seem to really understand what cancer needs to face, and where is the road ahead?

At that moment, he was at a loss, like a three-year-old child who overturned a cake pan, anxiously worried about his parents' scolding, but not sure how bad his behavior was. Those innocent eyes revealed a pure and simple daze, but they easily hit the softness in the heart, and the sourness made people breathless.

cancer.

Just the weight of this word is like a mountain pressing on his chest.

Renly restrained all the dramatic outbursts, but Yun Guo Wuhen's delicate handling made everything logical.

In contrast, the previous performance was absurd, exaggerated, ridiculous, and even greasy like a monkey show. Such a fully released performance, put here, but it seems cheap. At first glance, you will feel a shock and a powerful blow; but after a careful review, it is too fierce, too forceful, and too impatient.

No need to explain, no need to argue, Jonathan just licked his lips, his whole face wrinkled with the bitterness of his tongue, he knew that this was a truly outstanding performance.

No wonder. No wonder Ren Li was so dissatisfied just now, no wonder Ren Li's words were so fierce just now, no wonder Ren Li even asked for a rest just now despite being rude. The difference in state makes the performance show a world of difference. If Jonathan knew that Renly could put on such a performance, he would have scoffed at previous performances as well.

But what is commendable is that, he didn't know, Renly took the initiative to bring it up.

This professionalism made Jonathan's cheeks a little hot, and when he recalled his speculations and complaints just now, he couldn't lift his head.

"...Card!" After a full five seconds, the entire set was silent. Jonathan was born and broke the balance. He scratched his head awkwardly, thought about it, and said, "Let's watch the playback."