I'm not a drama god

Seeing the direction of the boy's finger, Sun Bu Mian, who was wearing the lion dance headgear, was also suddenly stunned...

Amid the lively sound of gongs and drums, Sun Bumian quickly came to his senses and nimbly walked along the road in that direction. The colorful pupils on his headgear kept blinking, still full of liveliness and joy...

But no one noticed that Sun Bumian's hands had unconsciously clenched under the hood.

Chen Ling seemed to realize something and turned to look at the vehicle beside her.

In the back seat of the Audi with its flashing lights on, Pao, who was wearing a red flower on his chest, saw the pale high-rise building approaching, and his palms were full of sweat...

Firecrackers, gongs and drums, lion dancing, this huge convoy had already attracted many people to look out the window before it arrived at the hospital, especially in the inpatient department, where figures in hospital gowns poked their heads out, seemingly discussing something enthusiastically with the people around them.

After entering the hospital gate, Sun Bumian turned off the noisy gong and drum music, and everyone took down the firecrackers to prevent them from disturbing the patients' rest in the hospital...

Finally, an Audi with its hazard lights on slowly stopped in front of the hospital, surrounded by many men in suits.

In silence,

Brother Pao opened the car door with his sweaty palms.

He had his hair combed meticulously, and wore a bright red flower on his chest in a suit and tie. He held his head high like a young general facing a storm, standing in the spotlight and taking a deep breath...

"Xiaoyu! I'm here to marry you!!!"

The boy's neck turned red and he shouted with all his strength, his voice echoing among the hospital buildings.

The voices of many people watching the excitement from the windows were whispering more and more loudly, and even people began to gather at the hospital entrance.

Facing the pointing and criticizing of the crowd, Brother Pao seemed to be blind to it… At this age when he is in adolescence and his self-esteem is more important than his life, he stood in front of everyone, clenched his sweaty hands into fists, closed his eyes, and repeated his shouting over and over again:

"Xiaoyu!! I'm here to marry you!!!"

"Xiaoyu!!! I'm here to marry you!!!"

"..."

The figure of the young man who was shouting crazily was reflected in Chen Ling's pale red eyes. He stared at the scene in a daze. For some reason, his calm mood seemed to be disturbed by the shouting, causing ripples...

That is the simplest and most direct emotional transmission between "people" and "people", an ability called "empathy" that every human being should possess.

Chen Ling hasn't felt this way for a long time.

Pao's shouting continues.

His voice became hoarse as he repeated it over and over again, but he showed no intention of stopping. The other boys' eyes were a little red, and they also clenched their fists nervously, as if they were waiting for something.

Just as many security guards heard the noise and rushed over to drive the crowd away, a figure in a wheelchair was slowly pushed out of the hospital.

That was a bald girl.

She was wearing a pale hospital gown, her face was bloodless, her body was thin and shocking... She stared blankly at everything in front of the hospital entrance, two lines of tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably, and her whole body was visibly shaking.

The moment he saw the girl, Chen Ling's heart tightened.

She was eighteen or nineteen, the age when girls love beauty, but there was not a single hair left on her head... Only chemotherapy could torture a person like this.

"She... is the bride you are here to welcome?" Chen Ling looked at the boy next to her.

"Yes!" The boy pursed his lips tightly, his eyes red, "When we were in high school, we were classmates, and Brother Pao was with Sister Yu at the time... They had agreed to apply to the same university and get married in college, but when they were in their sophomore to junior year of high school, Sister Yu was suddenly diagnosed with cancer, so she dropped out of school to see a doctor.

Brother Pao was extremely anxious at the time, but we were all high school students after all, and no matter how anxious we were, it was useless. He sent messages to Sister Yu every day, and Sister Yu told him that she was almost fully recovered and would take the college entrance examination in her hometown. After the summer vacation was over and she had almost recovered, they could see each other in college.

After Brother Pao finished his exam happily, he found that he could not contact Sister Yu, so he frantically asked people for information. Only then did he know that Sister Yu's family had spent all their savings on her medical treatment, but she still could not be cured. She could only rely on connections to be transferred to a hospital in Wushan, her hometown... They said she would continue treatment, but in fact, there was no chance of recovery. "

The boy paused for a moment, his voice choking.

"Later, Brother Pao came to see her no matter what and said he agreed to marry her... As brothers, can we just ignore it?

Since we had already taken the exam, we hid it from our families, borrowed 1,000 yuan each online, and gathered enough money. We stood on the green train for a day and a night to come to Wushan to pick up the bride... Before we came, we agreed that no matter what the result was, we would never regret it. "

Chen Ling stood there silently, looking at the girl in the wheelchair with a very complicated look.

When Pao-ge saw the girl coming out, his eyes suddenly brightened. He took a step forward with his legs stiffened by nervousness and strode to the girl... He thought he could kneel on one knee and speak the lines he had prepared long ago, just like he imagined...

But when he got closer and saw the face of the person he had been dreaming about, all his preparations seemed clumsy and pale.

He opened his mouth and uttered the same words:

"Xiaoyu...I'm here to marry you."

The girl couldn't control the tears from her eyes. She clenched her fists and hammered on Pao's chest again and again, crying:

"What are you doing! I've convinced myself to forget you! I've deleted you! Why did you come all the way here..."

"I said I would marry you."

Brother Pao let the girl's soft fist fall on his chest, and a smile as bright as the red flower on his chest appeared on the corner of his mouth... He solemnly took out a box from his trouser pocket and opened it gently.

Inside was a small and delicate ring.

Seeing the ring, the girl pursed her lips tightly. She struggled for a long time, but did not take it. Instead, she choked and said:

"You know, I'm dying..."

"You won't die." Seeing this, Brother Pao took out the ring and gently put it on the girl's slender knuckles. "I met a lion dancer today and gave him the little gold my mother gave me... He said that we will grow old together."

The girl stared at the shining ring on her hand and the boy's serious face. She couldn't hold back any longer. She cried loudly and hit his chest with the hand wearing the ring.

"Are you stupid, stupid, stupid?! You believe a liar's auspicious words...

"It's because you're so easy to deceive that I deceived you, you know? Now it's over! You can't run away... If I die, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"