Rebirth promises you to love

The body seems to be separated from the mind. The last time I weighed 60kg on the hospital scale, it was as heavy as diamond cement.

The consciousness has lost control over the body, and it seems to have reached a limit. Once the eyes are closed, there is no confidence to open them again.

For the first time in my life, I felt that death was so close to me.

With my current physical condition, it seems that I can't even witness the end of the world in 2012, I thought to myself.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with dying, and the lingering life can only be a life of suffering.

In the darkness, eyesight gradually returns, and what shines brightly is a pair of cold star-like eyes.

I tried my best to look into those eyes. Even though I was terminally ill and my eyes were 400 degrees short-sighted without glasses, I could still see my little reflection in those cold star-like eyes.Pale complexion, sunken cheeks, somewhat slack eyes even in apathy, short yellowish hair, a self so bleak that he couldn't bear to look at him.

A pair of gentle and generous hands carefully unbuttoned the collar of my shirt, and a warm towel slipped down from the collar to help dry the layer of cold sweat on my back.

The quilt was tucked up again, and the sore temples were soothed and calmed by professional massage techniques, and the faint smell of disinfectant water had a soothing power.

Those were a pair of doctor's hands, and like those eyes like cold stars, they belonged to this man who, at the end of my life, tried his best to accompany me, worry about me, shed tears for me, and ran for me.

His name is Su Ruchun, we met in 2003.Nine years of friendship, let me look back at my feelings for him now, but it is a mess that I can't talk about.

His lips twitched, but no words came out.This night, I hope I don't fall asleep, I haven't had time to confess my last words to Su Ruchun, and I haven't had time to think secretly to me in the dark.

I am 31 years old this year, and my short life is about to pass, and looking back, nothing has been accomplished.

I met Su Ruchun in 2003, when I was 22 years old.

In 2003, when I was in my fourth year of university, SARS was like a huge storm, and everyone was in danger. R University is completely closed, and the students who can "escape" have already fled home.After all, it is one of the top ten prestigious universities in the country. After studying hard for more than ten years, they are all the favored children of heaven. They have a bright future and a bright future. How can SARS kill them?The professors attend classes as usual every day, and there are only a handful of heads in the 300-seat lecture theater.One of the top economics professors in the country, with a meticulous attitude, Chi Cheng was biting a potato burrito from the canteen in the Eastern District in my arms, and was meticulously reading a vertical traditional Taiwanese romance novel in his hand.The soft breasts are against my skin, and I remain calm. My right hand has already been inserted along the hem of her T-shirt, and my nimble fingers are familiar with the way to unbutton the back of her bodice, and follow the well-shaped breasts. Moving forward in an arc and reaching the destination, the slender index finger and middle finger cooperate tacitly, kneading the little fruit that I can't put it down.

Chi Cheng raised his head from the book, and gave me a reproachful look with flushed apple cheeks, but he didn't stop me.

Chi Cheng is 166 centimeters tall, and a pair of modern mid-heeled leather shoes would match me who is 182 centimeters.Almond eyes and cherry lips, long hair like clouds, and uniquely fair skin, her figure is not flat, her front is convex and her back is curled up, and she walks gracefully without deliberately swaying.She majored in journalism. She has a cheerful personality without losing the tenderness of a little girl. Most importantly, she has a good tutor. Her father is an official from the Education Bureau, and her mother is a high school Chinese teacher.

From the little deskmate who handed me a love letter for the first time in the fourth grade of elementary school, to countless ambiguous objects later on, including a few schoolgirl-level beauties whom I formally dated as friends, none of them have such appearance, body, temperament, talent, family background, etc. and the girl of my heart.

Seeing the prey I like and not acting yet is really inconsistent with my previous love history.I have never actively pursued girls, because I have excellent grades since I was a child, and my appearance is above average among boys of the same age. After entering puberty, I started to dress myself up, and other boys were still entangled in a pair of Guirenniao sneakers with a discount of 100 yuan. At that time, I was already wearing the G-STAR jeans and Nike sneakers bought by my uncle who is an associate professor at the University of Hong Kong, carrying a white Converse shoulder bag and becoming a sight on the campus.

When I bend over to play basketball, the waistline of CK underwear is exposed at the waist. Although I don’t have abdominal muscles, and I don’t have the skills to be handsome, it is enough to attract the attention of girls.

It's not that I'm boasting, the girls I fancy will eventually become my girlfriends without exception.

Although Chi Cheng was recognized as the school belle of the boys as soon as he entered school, his personality is not arrogant. In the second semester of his junior year, he had a few student activities and a few "encounters" in the library, intentionally or unintentionally. A heart-to-heart talk, a caring escort after evening self-study, and a tacit meal together.During the outbreak of SARS, I called her every day to express my concern. The masks sent by my mother were delivered to her in good time, and finally I embraced the beauty.

I glanced at it casually, and in the descriptions such as "beautiful" and "handsome" throughout the article, the traditional Chinese characters "eyes like cold stars" jumped into my field of vision.

Laugh dumbly.

The bright eyes can be compared to stars, but if it is cold, how can it be attractive, I can't help but sigh that girls really can't understand, and the top students of R University will also be addicted to such vulgar romance novels and cannot extricate themselves.I didn't know Su Ruchun at that time.

I shook my head disapprovingly, raised my head and listened attentively to the professor's lecture on money and banking, and looked into the professor's eyes from time to time to express my agreement.Looking at the professor's approving eyes, I secretly rejoiced and looked calm, but I was playing with Chicheng's fleshy and bone-fibrous little white and tender hands, calmly leading them to my stiff desire.

Since I was a child, I have been a good student in the eyes of the teacher, although I will secretly do all the bad behaviors taught during the morning inspection time every morning.

Nowadays, during the SARS period, even though people are in panic, they have to take their temperature six times a day, and they have to wear an eight-layer gauze medical mask and a cotton mask when walking.But in this closed campus, Chi Cheng and I have a deep affection. The graduation thesis is completed step by step according to my plan. The academic future is bright and unlimited, I really want to sigh: what more can I ask for!