The Lingering Sounds of Blooming Flowers

The scenery between the sky and the earth is stretching, there are dense wild flowers on both sides of the hillside, the sun is hidden in the peaks and valleys, and Lu Chenfeng looks at the river reflecting the flowing clouds, vast but not barren.

There were a few smooth stones piled up in the open space under his feet, and Lin Chaosheng didn't care whether it was dirty or not. He opened his coat and sat on it. After walking a few steps, he sweated a lot.

Behind the left is the winding mountain road leading to Huadianba. In front of them is a vast valley and plain. There are only the two of them around.

Lin Chaosheng raised his camera: "When you see the beautiful scenery, you can't walk."

Lu Chenfeng understood his voice: "Do you want to rest until the off-road vehicle comes to pick you up?"

Looking away from the viewfinder, Lin Chaosheng bit his lower lip in embarrassment, looking a little obedient: "Well, do you agree?"

Lu Chenfeng took off the tent bag, opened the backpack and took out the lunch prepared by Lin Chaosheng: "Whether I agree or not, remember in the future, acting like a baby works for me."

Caught off guard, his wrist softened, and he almost couldn't hold back, "Crack", Lin Chaosheng's expression was very helpless.Lu Chenfeng handed him the milk that was in his pocket, the surface of the carton was covered with a layer of warmth: "Is the photo blurry?"

Who acted like a baby? Lin Chaosheng's ears felt hot from being wronged, but he couldn't blame the instigator clearly, and always said things that upset him.He took the milk and suddenly froze: "Why is it hot?"

Lu Chenfeng said lightly: "I can change magic."

Lin Chaosheng said with a "tss", "Stop coming."

The sun is shining on his back, like a natural oven. Since childhood, Lu Chenfeng has been afraid of heat but not cold. He took off his coat, and inside was a pure black cotton short-sleeve. At this moment, the muscle lines are more clearly outlined by the material. Lin Chaosheng peeked at it from the corner of his eye. Bite down the straw.

"Have you traveled often before?" Lin Chaosheng took the lead in finding a topic. The place with beautiful mountains and rivers was very suitable for chatting.

"I've been to a few Southeast Asian countries." Lu Chenfeng quickly drank a carton of milk, threw it into a trash bag, and continued, "But I haven't really stayed there, Dali is the first city I'm going to for the purpose of 'travel'. "

After breaking off the bread and chewing a few mouthfuls, feeling full, Lin Chaosheng picked out the white medicine bottle in the pocket of his backpack, and swallowed a few pills with milk.

He didn't do this in secret, so Lu Chenfeng naturally had the opportunity to ask.Seeing Lin Chaosheng hooping his backpack into his arms and drooping his eyelashes lazily, Lu Chenfeng reached out and touched the back of his hand: "I have read all the articles published on your official account."

There is no scene in Lin Chaosheng's clear pupils: "Yes."

Lu Chenfeng: "The song "FLOWERS" recommended in the second article, I added it to the playlist."

Lin Chaosheng smiled and said, "I love to drink the same wine, but I never thought I would also like to listen to the same music."

"Lin Chaosheng." Lu Chenfeng decided not to go around in circles anymore, tilted his head and said softly, "As long as your mood allows, regarding your past, I want to be that listener at any time."

At the end of the field of vision stood the gradually dark mountains. In the still picture, Lin Chaosheng's breathing was the only sound in Lu Chenfeng's ears.There was a touch of melancholy on the handsome and delicate face. When Lin Chaosheng raised his eyes, his story also had a beginning.

"Here I am..." Lin Chaosheng moved away his backpack, and pointed to Lu Chenfeng's chest, "There is a tumor."

Lu Chenfeng frowned and stared at Lin Chaosheng's whitish fingertips, his throat tightened for a moment.

"Didn't you ask me what I'm going to do in Beijing?" Lin Chaosheng paused for a moment and said bluntly, "See a doctor."

"At first I was busy with work, and I felt strange in my body. People who worked overtime and stayed up late often had chest tightness and shortness of breath. It was quite common, so I had a quick chat with the doctor who did the physical examination. He suspected that my parietal pleura was a little inflamed." Lin Chaosheng calmly recalled, "After all, I am young, and I can bear the occasional pain, so I didn't pay special attention and care."

"It wasn't until the onset became unbearable that even breathing hurt, so I went to the hospital in Beijing for a detailed examination." He omitted the tedious medical procedures and told Lu Chenfeng the result directly, "Thymoma, the location of the growth is not optimistic. Heart and blood vessels, the risk of surgery is high."

The more calm Lin Chaosheng behaved, the more distressed and sad Lu Chenfeng felt - even breathing hurts, it must be how many times he was tortured by the disease, so that he can tell all this so plainly.

"Ordinary CT can't finally determine whether the tumor is benign or malignant. Further biopsy is needed, but I didn't do it." Lin Chaosheng said in a relaxed tone, "There are six or seven kinds of medicines alone, and I can't even stand the bitter taste. , I even wanted to stick a needle in my chest.”

He pouted and said, "I know myself too well. I couldn't bear this kind of psychological fear and physical pain, so I fled back to Kunming."

The cigarette pack changed its shape in Lu Chenfeng's palm, and Lin Chaosheng eased the serious atmosphere with a smile.Clouds piled up in the sky, the light gradually dimmed, and for a moment of blankness, Lu Chenfeng spoke with difficulty: "Do your parents know?"

Lin Chaosheng rubbed the camera lens with his fingertips, his silence already gave Lu Chenfeng a bad feeling.Sure enough, Lin Chaosheng lowered his face and whispered a date: "November 2015, 11..."

After a while of silence, he turned his face to look at Lu Chenfeng. Different from his previous calmness, Lin Chaosheng had to gain a little courage from this person to support himself to continue to remember.

He didn't explain what happened to his parents in detail, but only used a short summary, which was enough to make Lu Chenfeng's back go numb and chills spread all over his body.

Lin Chaosheng: "There was an explosion in the tablet pressing workshop of Kunming Pharmaceutical Factory, where my parents work."

The light words are like a feather, but they weigh a thousand catties.Lu Chenfeng closed his eyes in pain, propped himself on his knees and remained silent.

Suddenly, an electric current frantically swam from the tailbone to the limbs and bones. Lu Chenfeng's heart ached, and he stared blankly at a void. Two dates flashed through his mind.

In November 2015, Lin Chaosheng's parents passed away unexpectedly. In January 11, Lin Chaosheng was diagnosed with cancer in Beijing.

Doubling the pain crushed Lin Chaosheng, Lu Chenfeng gritted his back teeth and couldn't help complaining that God was determined to drive him to a dead end.

But today's Lin Chaosheng... Lu Chenfeng stared blankly at the people around him, with a mind like a wild crane, he handled things calmly, treated others with gentleness and sincerity, was kind and optimistic, it was impossible for him to detect the slightest flaw of sadness or depression in him.

He duly recalled the words written by Lin Chaosheng in his notebook, "I long for the gods and time to smooth everything out"—only when people are most helpless, powerless, and incomprehensible, people will beg for gods and time.

How did Lin Chaosheng survive these two years?

There was a vehicle passing by behind, and the tires rolled up fine dust. Lu Chenfeng let out a long and complicated sigh of relief: "Tumor is a hidden danger after all, but you don't plan to undergo surgery, do you?"

The edge of the cliff is covered with patches of chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, pink and white, Lin Chaosheng answered the question: "There is a place in Beijing, is it called Shimao Tianjie?"

Lu Chenfeng nodded: "One of the bustling commercial streets."

"When I found out about my illness, I got on a bus in a daze, and the terminal was the World Trade Center." Lin Chaosheng said slowly, "I found a bench, sat on it all day, and observed carefully. The crowds of people coming and going in front of us.”

"Children are laughing and playing, parents struggle to follow them, couples go shopping and take pictures hand in hand, stores are trying their best to promote the discounts at the end of the year..."

"The world is alive." Lin Chaosheng said, "But I found that I don't seem to have a particularly strong desire to survive."

"No matter how brave a person is, he is also afraid of the 'what if' that the doctor said." Lin Chaosheng straightened his body and raised his shoulders, relaxing his tense nerves. "If the operation is successful, the tumor is malignant, and there is still a long wait ahead for me. chemotherapy."

"In the future, even if I'm cured, I still have to live in fear of relapse at any time." When the wind blew, Lin Chaosheng smiled and looked at Lu Chenfeng, "It seems that such a life is impossible for me. The meaning that must be experienced.”

"So I changed my way of life." Lin Chaosheng said, "I'm dead."

"I want to use the best state to face the last time of my life."