Eight Hundred and Fourteenth so Sad

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"No, you're not Heather Cross. You're a coward."

Renly looked angrily at the figure on the bed, and she closed her eyes so peacefully. Abandoning resistance, struggling, and hope, she refused to wake up again, and she refused to fight again. She persisted for too long, she was too tired, she just wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while.

He knows, he knows it all. He has also experienced it, he has been in the same state, it seems that as long as you give up, everything will become easier.

However, the easiest thing in this world is to give up. Anyone can give up, but not everyone can persevere. After giving up, after a hundred, there is nothing left. Perseverance, you may not be able to see the rainbow, and you may not be able to own it. Hope, but at least one possibility can be embraced.

It is precisely because of the juncture of life and death, because of the experience of reincarnation, that at this moment, Renly is even more angry and more helpless, "Heather, fighting may mean pain and suffering; but, giving up is also more helpless. There's nothing left."

At this moment, Renly revealed the most precious and hidden secret in his heart: he was once Chu Jiashu, he had experienced everything that Heather faced.

However, Heather still did not respond. What greeted Renly was still silence, a dead silence.

Feeling out of control in an instant, Renly stood up abruptly, but he didn't want to but knocked over a stack of books on the table next to them, scattered all over the floor. The sound of "crash la la" echoed in the quiet ward, breaking the silence. Renly's reason dragged him back to reality, and the turbulent emotions gathered again. His chest was aching, and he let out a long breath. , Renly crouched down and packed all the books.

A piece of note paper fell, and Lan Li picked it up, ready to clip it into the page again, but his eyes fell on the Juanxiu handwriting on the note paper.

The strokes and strokes of the font are crooked, like the handwriting of a child who has just learned to write. But Renly knew it was Heather's handwriting. Exercise and writing, this is the simplest and most basic part of Heather's daily physical therapy. The doctor even asks Heather to write a diary to record his feelings and thoughts.

It wasn't a diary, it was... Renly didn't know what it was. Essay?

There are a lot of messy drafts and fragmented text fragments on the sticky notes, which are randomly written on both sides, and only a few sentences can be formed into complete sentences, but in the chaos, firmly grasp. out of sight.

"I love you too deeply, but you never know, too afraid of parting and can only pretend not to care; I have a huge desire for you, but I never show it, I hope to stay with you silently until each other's heads are gray."

The curves and turns of each word are so stiff and hard, it seems that all the strength of the body and all the weight of the soul have been poured into it. The longing and romance between the lines are so strong that it makes people breathless Come. The most simple language has the deepest emotion.

Secret love, the most powerful and powerless word in the world, can make people enter heaven, but it can also push people into hell. This is a solo dance that belongs to oneself. In one's own space, it dances ecstatically and blooms wantonly, but no one knows it. So beautiful, yet so lonely.

The power was so turbulent that even the heart could not help but tremble slightly.

"When you look back at me, at that moment I forgot about my years, I just want to dance with you at this moment, your never-fading charm, let me promise that you will only be more attractive in the future, you inexplicably make me want to have a Family."

Involuntarily, fragments of memory appeared in my mind.

When he first came to Mount Sinai Hospital, under the guidance of Anita, he visited the main departments and facilities of the hospital and listened to the explanation of the precautions.

In the rehabilitation room, a little girl was throwing a tantrum, stubbornly throwing away everyone's help,

She also threw off the support of the parallel bars, and relied on her feet firmly and decisively to move forward. Her footsteps were a little staggering and staggering, but there was no problem, and she moved forward slowly, slowly and steadily.

However, accidentally, his left foot stumbled on his right foot, and he almost fell. Renly happened to be nearby, and hurriedly helped the girl, but before she could stand firm, the girl pushed Renly away angrily, growling sharply, "I can, I can! Who needs your help? I'm a normal person, I have nothing wrong with me! Don't treat me like a patient!"

The girl's parents rushed over in a panic, but the girl pushed and shoved wildly, refusing everyone's help.

Ren Li, who was closest, also affected Chi Yu, and his shoulder and head were bumped. After Renly confirmed that the girl was standing, he released his hands and said with a smile, "It's not just the sick who need help. Every normal person may need help." Under the leadership of Anita, ready to leave.

The girl's mother called out, "Young man." Renly turned away. "Sorry, and thanks."

That was his first meeting with Heather, the girl covered in thorns, the girl who fought hard and refused her fate, the girl who stubbornly would rather fall than admit defeat.

"I want to be with you, through death, because you're always there when I need it most. I'll love you to the last breath, until death takes me away."

At the age of sixteen, she spent nearly half of her life in the hospital. Her hands and feet were bound in this small world. She could not see the light of the future, nor the meaning of life. , even the right to love and be loved has been deprived.

She wants to be like every girl who likes the most handsome boy in school, secretly falls in love, rams over the deer because of a look in the other's eyes, and is heartbroken because of a brush with each other; she wants to be like every girl, Secretly make up and dress up, show her best year, enjoy the beauty of youth, and revel in carnival; she also wants to be like every girl, looking forward to the beauty of love, fantasizing about meeting her other half, tightly Hold each other's hands and walk towards the end of life.

But she couldn't and couldn't see it.

She can only carefully cherish her longings and expectations, her beautiful vision, in the bottom of her heart, and even dare not reveal her feelings of envy and yearning easily. Staying together until the moment when the god of death comes, how magnificent, how magnificent, but so unreachable.

His eyes fell on the bottom of the note paper, and then the familiar and unfamiliar words hit his eyes, "Renly, Renly, Renly, Renly, Renly..." Loop, loop.

One name after another, one gesture after another, quietly telling the girl's thoughts, timid and shy, sweet and bitter, beautiful and romantic, a simple word, but it can contain the most powerful and most powerful in the world. tender emotion.

Unprepared, Renly's nose was sore, and all the defense lines were completely defeated. At this moment, Renly was so helpless and so dazed. He just froze here, put down his weapons, put down his defenses, and felt so sad.

He didn't know, he never knew.

Carefully put the note paper back into the book, then put the book in his hand back on the table, and sat down on the chair again. Quietly looking at the young and immature face, pale and bloodless, serene and quiet, Renly couldn't help but draw a smile on the corner of his mouth, and greeted softly, "Hey, Heather, in case you forget me. Voice, I'm Renly."

"Remember? You said you would never let go," Renly said sincerely and intently. "Last time we were in Pioneer Village, we watched 'Buried Alive,' met Lily Collins, and solved a problem. A gangster with a gun, and then, I wrote the song 'Go For It', remember? You said it. You will never let go."

"Go ahead", a song originally written by Renly for Heather, goes like this:

"My love, don't worry anymore, when the world is cold, when the heart is heavy, I will hug warmly, never let go, never, until the blood dries up, I will never leave, don't worry anymore, I firmly believe, We're going to keep going."

So, when Heather left, she whispered in Renly's ear, "I will never let go".

"Now, it's time to make good on the promise," Renly reminded, teasing softly. "We're all promise-keepers, and you wouldn't want to leave with a reputation for 'treachery.'"

Looking at Heather's pale face, the faint blue blood vessels slowly flowing under the skin, it seems that the vitality is dissipating little by little, gently pulling the heart, the slight pain continues to spread. Come, not fatal, but unbearable.

"Remember 'I'm fighting cancer'? Adam didn't give up, and neither should you." Renly stretched out his hand slowly and carefully covered the back of Heather's left hand with his right hand, the white skin still covered with Despite the mild temperature, there was a slight throbbing in Lan Li's hot palm, which made people shudder involuntarily.

Renly said solemnly, "Adam has a whole new life, and so can you. Like, your dream? Sing my song on the stage of 'American Idol'? I'm just waiting; , my movie? 'Transcendence' is about to be released, what will happen to the box office without you? For example..."

The sound stopped abruptly here, dragging out a long tail, trembling slightly.

Renly lowered his eyelids to hide his embarrassment, "For example, a concert. Maybe one day in the future, I can go on stage and hold a concert. Although I don't think there will be an audience, maybe one ticket I can't sell it; but, it doesn't matter, as long as there is an audience, as long as you are willing to appear in the audience, I am willing to complete this concert, what do you think? This is a good deal, right?"

The sourness on the nose was bitter, and it was almost hard to swallow, but Renly showed a big smile, bright and bright, evoking Heather's pinky thumb and pulling it gently, "Heather Cross , let's make an agreement like this, okay?"