Three months of acquaintance with Mr.

When I woke up, I was lying on a bed.

I reacted for a long time before I found out that I was in the hospital.

I don't know why I am here, my memory is still on the bench in the community at 11 o'clock in the evening.I hit the button next to the bed.

The nurse came soon.

A very young girl who obviously just graduated.

After thinking about it carefully, I should also go to practice immediately.

If I can get out of the hospital.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

"Sir." I remembered someone again.

"Sir, are you listening?"

"Sorry, who sent me here last night?"

"Sorry sir, I wasn't on duty last night. I need to ask."

"Then can you call the doctor?"

"Okay, sir."

I stared blankly at the ceiling.Could it be that Mr. He sent me here?

God bless you.Anyone but him.

Later I found out that a young man who lived in the same community as me found me after working overtime and sent me to the hospital.

Later, I found his contact information through the hospital, thanked him and reimbursed the medical expenses.Besides that I asked him to keep me secret.

The doctor said that my condition needs further observation and testing.

I took out the mobile phone in my pocket and deleted all the things related to Mr. He.And add a phone number to the blacklist.

After all this I went down to the window.

Opening the window, I took a deep breath.

At this time, the morning wind is still very cool, but I don't care at all.Just stand there.

At that time, tens of thousands of light beams broke through the clouds and penetrated the world and the earth amidst the hustle and bustle.

I checked the time again.35:[-], the best time to watch the sunrise locally.

If only this light could reach me.

I asked the little girl to get me a pen and paper.However, I finally changed my mind.

I begged her to help me find another envelope.Fortunately, she was not busy at work, and I got what I wanted as I wished.

I took the paper and solemnly wrote two words on it.

"A suicide note."

My name is Song Yijin and I am 22 years old.I am about to die.I have no family in this world for a long time, and this letter will probably not be read.Just write it down for yourself.

I can't remember when I realized I was different from other people.

As far back as I can remember, I've always looked like this half-dead.

A doctor told me that the average life expectancy in my case is 20 years.

Of course, there are also patients with better disease control who can live to more than 40 years old.

But I don't think I'm that lucky.

I have lived the first half of my life in loneliness and fear.I'm not sure when I'm going to leave.

today Tomorrow Day after Tomorrow……

Every day could be my last.

Slowly, I got used to being alone and overcame my fear.

But all that disappeared after I met Mr. He.

I complained about the injustice of fate again.

No one knows how painful and unwilling it is for those who have resigned to their fate to recognize reality after being endowed with love.

It's ridiculous, what I'm most worried about is not the gossip in the world, but that I can't last forever with Mr. He.

Perhaps normal couples also experience the death of a loved one in later life.

But unfortunately I can't wait until then.

To grow old together is like a dream to me and Mr. He.

I admit that I fell in love with Mr. He, before that kiss.

Mr. He, if possible, I would rather you just lost your mind because of alcohol that night.

I'd rather you just take me as a stand-in for some girl.

I'd rather you just play around.

……

Whatever it is, just don't have any thoughts about me.

Let me off the hook a little bit.It made me think that Mr. He wouldn't like me even if I didn't have this disease.

But the average life expectancy of this disease is only 21 years old and I just died at 22 years old.

Died after meeting Mr. He.

So God has blessed me with a year just to meet Mr. He.

In fact, as long as I am in good health, I don't have the courage to be Mr. He's partner.

Sometimes the secular world is like the morning light this morning, warm and dazzling, pervasive.

I don't want Mr. He to do that.

I wish him a long and healthy life, peace and joy, all the best, wishes come true, and a happy family...

Well, I admit that I can't say the blessings of getting married early, having a baby early, and so on.

I threw the pen aside casually and lay quietly on the bed.

Well, I'm dying, and I'm ready.

I made my first friend at the age of 7, met my parents at the age of 8, and fell in love with someone at the age of 22.

At the age of 8, he experienced the death of his father.At the age of 18, he experienced the death of his mother.At the age of 22...

Song Yijin was born in Lingdong and died in Midsummer.In the spring, he met the autumn that did not belong to him.

You said, what will happen after death?

You say, do you really have a soul?

Is there really an afterlife, if any?

After I die, will I wander in the world, or will I go to reincarnation?Or just die like this?

Not important anymore.

If there is reincarnation, I will continue to love you in my next life.

If I am wandering in the world after death, I will try my best to find you and listen to your heartbeat in your arms.

If there is nothing, I...

I have loved you all my life too.