not as sweet as you

Luo Xing sat on the chair, clasping his hands nervously.

The doctor didn't tell him the result first. After asking him how he felt, he started to fiddle with the equipment, and then left him nervous. Luo Xing didn't have the nerve to ask.

In fact, he is not so obsessed with whether his ears are good or not. Now that WeChat and other communication tools are so developed, he can still read lips.

only……

It's just a pity that I can't hear Huo Xingzhou speak with my own ears, describe every inch of the cochlea in detail, and hear him say that he likes me.

Luo Xing thought in his heart, if he couldn't hear him all the time, would Huo Xingzhou be very disappointed?

He raised his head and looked at the doctor who was seriously examining him. How he wished that a holy light suddenly appeared above his head, and then said: "Your ears can still be cured. You can hear insects and birds singing in wind and rain. The world favors you."

Luo Xing took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress the random thoughts in his head, and finally got through to the end of the inspection. He walked to the door and called Huo Xingzhou and Wu Suyan to come in.

"Please sit down."

Wu Suyan sat on a chair on one side, while Huo Xingzhou came over, pressed one hand on Luo Xing's shoulder and exerted a little force, silently transmitting strength to him.

"Boy, are you nervous?" The doctor raised his eyes and glanced at Huo Xingzhou.

"..." Huo Xingzhou was silent for half a second. Just now he thought that the doctor had a good temper, so he was holding grudges here. He paused and said with a light smile, "Are you nervous?"

"What?" The doctor was stunned.

Huo Xingzhou threatened with a smile: "We have a TV series here, and there is a line in it that you may not have heard before. It's called, if you can't cure him, you can come and see him."

The foreign doctor digested for a while, and suddenly his eyes widened: "You Chinese doctors, can you still come to see yourself?"

Wu Suyan couldn't help laughing, coughed lightly and said, "Okay, okay, it won't look like acting again."

"This kid's ear was deaf due to an acquired injury. Simply put, something in the ear was damaged. The doctor didn't know how to treat it at the time, and he still retained some hearing, but..."

"But what?" Huo Xingzhou frowned, "Just say whether it can be cured."

"Did he suffer some kind of stimulation and injury recently? The last bit of hearing is gone, which means that he is completely deaf now." The doctor said.

Huo Xingzhou's fingers tightened, white marks appeared on his slender phalanx, and Luo Xing's shoulders hurt unconsciously, he clenched his teeth tightly but did not speak.

Why didn't he tell himself?

The doctor didn't give him a chance to ask Luo Xing, and continued: "However, there is still hope for a cure. I can't guarantee whether it will be cured. Doctors are not gods, and they can only do their best to obey the destiny. But the problem now is that you are here now. In the third year of high school, the college entrance examination is less than three months away. If he chooses surgery now plus recovery period and hospitalization, it will take two months anyway. If he doesn't move, his ears don't know if he can wait another two months. "

After the doctor finished speaking, he raised his eyes to Luo Xing, then moved his eyes to Huo Xingzhou's face.

Luo Xing couldn't hear it, but he could hear it, and he could hear every word clearly. This crappy Mandarin was like a knife, which ruthlessly tore his chest apart, and then poured a pot of soaking water into it. Boiling water with salt cream.

Gululu was bubbling.

This is the most difficult multiple-choice question he has ever done in his life. No matter which choice he chooses, it will stab him in the heart. If Luo Xing is not allowed to take the college entrance examination, he will definitely not be willing.

But if he can't hear like this for the rest of his life, how can he be truly happy.

After thinking for a long time, he said, "We..."

"If I have an operation, can I be discharged from the hospital on the day of the college entrance examination?" Luo Xing asked suddenly.

Both Huo Xingzhou and Wu Suyan froze, looking at him together, as if he didn't ask this question just now, Luo Xing values ​​study the most, and even in his dreams, he wanted to go to a university with him, how could it be...

The doctor nodded, "It's absolutely fine. If you recover well, you can go back to school in a month or so."

Luo Xing hesitated for a while, and calculated the time in his heart. Even if the recovery period is up to two months, it should be fine for him to read more notes. Besides...

He looked up at Huo Xingzhou and said, "Teacher Cheng mentioned to me about the recommended recommendation before, and I was worried about you. I wasn't sure if you would pass the exam, so I never said it. Now your grades should be enough. , I think... just apply to that university, okay?"

He really... really wanted to hear Huo Xingzhou say love to him himself.

"Of course!" Huo Xingzhou was overjoyed, wishing he could hold him in his arms and give him a good kiss right now, but since the doctor and his mother were there, he held back and said in a trembling voice, "Okay, okay, let's test That university! I risk my life to get in!"

Luo Xing nodded, rubbing the tip of his nose itchy in his arms, and quietly suppressed the possibility of the operation failing in his heart, without showing it to Huo Xingzhou.

The doctor looked at the two of them, and suppressed the possibility of the operation failing in his heart, thinking in his heart, even if he tried his best, he had to make this child hear again.

The world is so good, so is the lover.

What a shame not to hear.

-

After leaving the consulting room, Huo Xingzhou was happy to be patronizing. When he reached the stairs, he suddenly remembered, pulled Luo Xing's arm, looked into his eyes, and spoke very slowly.

"Little boy, your grandfather is in this hospital, maybe...he's dying soon, do you see?" Huo Xingzhou asked worriedly, touched his ear with his finger, and rubbed it lightly twice.

Luo Xing was startled, blinked his eyes as if he didn't see clearly, and asked after a few seconds: "I... grandpa?"

Huo Xingzhou pulled him to the corner of the stairs, bowed his head and kissed him, and then said in a soft voice: "He is sick and will die soon, your mother... She begged me to send a photo of you to the old man Take a look, but I can't decide for myself, so I'm asking you."

Luo Xing clenched his hands tightly. The word "grandpa" was very unfamiliar to him. For a while, he couldn't understand why people would want to meet those "strangers" before they died.

During this period of time, he has really witnessed too many life and death, and he doesn't want to watch life pass away before his eyes, but if he doesn't let him see it, he should be very regretful.

Huo Xingzhou held his face, rubbed his thumb twice on his cheek, and there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes: "Death is like a lamp going out, even if regrets don't last long, what is your choice? , nothing wrong."

Luo Xing nodded, of course he knew, but... he couldn't be cruel, even if he was a person who met by chance, let him leave this regret-filled world without any regrets.

"My grandfather...does he look kind?" Luo Xing raised his eyes, fixedly looked into Huo Xingzhou's eyes, but asked hesitantly.

"Is he an old man who looks a little serious but is very kind?"

Huo Xingzhou's heart ached, he hugged him into his arms, and rubbed him carefully, wishing to rub him into his own flesh and blood, and let his own flesh and blood wrap him around.

"Let's go, you'll know when you've seen him."

Relying on the number sent by Zhao Jiulan, the two quickly found the ward. She was coming out of the boiling water room with two hot water bottles in her hand. The moment she saw Luo Xing, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

The two looked at each other from a distance through a short corridor, which was only seven or eight meters away, but Zhao Jiulan felt that the entire Milky Way was separated between them, and she would never be able to touch Luo Xing again.

This used to be her dearest person in this world.

a long time.

Zhao Jiulan turned her head and went back to the boiling water room. She didn't come to say hello or enter the ward together. Luo Xing was willing to come and see her grandfather, and she was content.

See, the kid is still so good, even if he can't forgive himself, he still can't blame other innocent people related to her.

Why didn't she find out before.

Zhao Jiulan raised her head, and two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks. The person fetching water next to her glanced at her, and then looked away without any surprise. In the hospital, tears are the most worthless thing.

-

Luo Xing pushed open the door and looked at the old man lying on the hospital bed. He was covered with various tubes, and there was an unpleasant smell in the ward.

He was already too sick to speak, the moment he saw Luo Xing, his cloudy eyes seemed to light up instantly, the hand with the infusion needle moved, and a meaningless syllable came out of his mouth.

Luo Xing looked at the skinny old man on the bed. The illness had tortured him to the point where he almost lost his human form. He lay on the bed like a dried apple, with skinny arms and fingers, only a layer of skin left.

Is this his grandfather?

Luo Xing suddenly felt a little dazed, but felt pitiful. He used to be a hale and hearty old man like Mr. Huo, but now he was waiting to be kissed by death.

Luo Xing's nose was sore, he stepped forward to touch his hand, and called out obediently: "Grandpa, I'm here to see you."

Two streams of tears dripped from the corners of the old man's eyes, rolled down his temples into his thinning hair, and soon disappeared, leaving only two wet marks.

He couldn't speak, Luo Xing said again: "Can you play chess? I can play chess very well. I will play chess with you when you are well."

The old man desperately opened his mouth, sobbing ahhh, his hoarse voice seemed to have been scorched by charcoal fire, and he couldn't make any sound, his anxious eyes were red, and his shriveled blood vessels seemed to tense up in an instant.

"My mother said that she will move back to live with you when you get well, so make sure you get better, my mother only has you left, don't let her go." Luo Xing raised his hand, wiping away his warm tears, Resisting the sourness and tears in my heart, I blinked my eyes.

The old man's hoarse voice seemed to have opened a valve, and intermittently came: "I...I promise...you call me...call me grandpa."

His lips were trembling all the time, Luo Xing didn't understand, Huo Xingzhou came over and put his arms around his shoulder to remind him.

"Grandpa." Luo Xing squeezed his hand and called loudly, not knowing whose expectation he was satisfying.

A little smile slowly appeared on the face of the old man, "Okay, okay...my grandson is really good, but I...can't see your future...married...I really want to live a few more years...well look at you……"

Luo Xing's eyes felt uncomfortable, his vision was blurry, he couldn't see the old man's gradually frozen expression, and he couldn't hear the long and sharp sound of the instrument, which seemed to tear people's soul apart.

But he felt that the thin fingers in his hand, which had been tensed all the time, lost their strength.

As soon as Luo Xing let go, he turned his head and threw himself into Huo Xingzhou's arms, and couldn't help crying anymore.