Red dates and wolfberry white moonlight

Lin Fan knew from an early age that he was different from others. When other children huddled in the arms of their parents and laughed loudly, he could only sit alone in a room on the second floor of a small white western-style building. Guilt, trying to swallow those bitter pills, practicing how to smile in front of the mirror?.

His only friend is an old, can't? talking brown bear.

It was a gift from my father who only existed in memory a long time ago to Uncle Jian, who then forwarded it to him.

When Lin Fan grew up a bit, he also knew that he was sick. It was a heart disease that could not be cured.

Although Uncle Jian carried him behind his back every time he called back, he still squatted outside the door with the little bear in his arms, his ears pressed against the door, and heard the so-called 'secrets' between adults.

In his memory, the appearance of his parents has long been unclear. Lin Fan only remembered what his grandmother told him when he was handed over to Uncle Jian.

"Be good, listen to Uncle Jian and don't run around."

When he was a child, Uncle Jian often hugged him and cried. When he started to remember things later, Uncle Jian would lock himself in his room and cry secretly.

Lin Fan knew a lot of things from those overheard secrets, for example, he had two fathers, one lived on the stele and the other hid in the room.

Another example is that his father on the stele died unexpectedly in a car accident, and the perpetrator was his biological mother.

Gradually, and I don't know when it started, Lin Fan was willing to communicate with people less and less often. In most cases, he was silent.

He knew that Uncle Jian had been running around looking for a matching heart donor for him, and he didn't want to let him down, so he chose to cooperate.

It is not easy to find a donor with a high degree of matching. Maybe before he finds...he can't hold on anymore, so it shouldn't be considered a disappointment.

Until one day, he was brought back to the country by Uncle Jane, and he was admitted to the No.1 civilian hospital in City B, where he continued to have a higher level of matching. At this time, he began to think about the life after tomorrow? What you really want.

On the day when it was announced whether he could undergo a heart transplant, it rained heavily outside, occasionally accompanied by lightning flashing across the sky.

Standing at the window, Lin Fan looked at the Yuling tree in the flower bed downstairs that was wet by the rain, and suddenly wanted to go down and take a look.

Alone, he avoided the rushing doctors and nurses, walked downstairs to the promenade, and looked up at the jade bell tree that was more than ten meters high.

Before? Unknowingly, Lin Fan's body also slowly leaned forward, almost out of the corridor. Just a second before the rain wet his blue and white hospital gown, a hand suddenly pulled him from behind. He pulled back.

It was a white and slender wrist, and the owner of the wrist was staring at him with rather strange eyes, as if he was carefully identifying something.

Lin Fan didn't understand the other party's eyes, he just stayed on the other party's gorgeous red hair, a little lost in thought.

"Hey, it's raining so hard, is there no one following you?" The man looked Lin Fan up and down, and finally stopped on the information wristband on his wrist, and read aloud: "Inpatient department... Lin Fan ...Huh? What are you doing?"

As the man read Lin Fan's message word by word, the fingers that were holding his wrist loosened. Before Lin Fan had time to think about the strangeness that suddenly appeared in his heart, he grabbed it. The opponent's fingers.

It just so happened that there was a loud thunder in the sky at this time, and bright lightning suddenly appeared and then disappeared. Lin Fan's body shook obviously because of the shock, and the blood on his face began to fade.

This situation made the man's eyes widen. He hurriedly took off his coat and put it on the rain-soaked bench. He helped Lin Fan to sit down. While calling the nurse on duty in the distance, he said nervously: "I didn't do anything, it's none of my business."

If it wasn't for the rapid breathing rate, Lin Fan would really like to explain to others that this is an old problem and it's okay.

The man bent over, swinging the binoculars hanging around his neck, and bumped into Lin Fan's cheek. It hurt a little, but it was nothing.

"Feel sorry..."

Panting, Lin Fan looked at the other party and took off the binoculars around his neck with apologetic expression, and put it aside, waiting for the nurse to trot over and explain to others: "I don't know what's wrong with him, he was hit just now One...Ray just...suddenly started panting."

Just as the nurse asked about Lin Fan's physical condition, the man answered the phone call: "Hi, brother Jian, yes... I'm already here, and I'll be on my way right away."

After hanging up the phone, the man looked at Lin Fan and asked him if he was okay.

Lin Fan calmed down his heartbeat and shook his head.

"Then? Okay, I'll go first."

Looking at the back who left without looking back, Lin Fan rarely felt a little lost, and he was also surprised that he would pay attention to a stranger he had just met.

Not long after, Uncle Jian appeared anxiously on the corridor with two nurses. Seeing Lin Fan's pale face, he hurriedly asked.

"Why did you run down suddenly? Here? Why is your face so white?"

"I'm fine." Panting, Lin Fan was supported by the nurse to stand up. Before leaving, he suddenly found a telescope hanging on the bench, which was left by the boy just now.

Maybe I forgot to take it.

Lin Fan took away the binoculars, returned to his own ward, moved a chair and sat by the window, staring into the distance in a daze.

Jian Fan peeled an apple, glanced at the binoculars on the cabinet, didn't ask anything, just casually talked about the new things from this day as usual.

"Today? The moon seems to be very beautiful tonight. It will be rounder than usual."

Lin Fan didn't respond, but just raised his eyes to see the heavy rain outside the window, thinking that no matter how round it was, he would definitely not be able to see it when it was raining.

As if aware of what he was thinking, Jian Fan handed over the apple in his hand, stood up and leaned on the window sill, and seemed to be talking to himself: "The weather? The weather forecast says that it will rain in about two hours? If you are lucky, you can still see it at night."

That night, Lin Fan lay on his side on the hospital bed, staring out the window without blinking. The rain had been going on for a long time, but fortunately, the weather forecast was accurate. It was around 2:[-] in the morning. At that time, he saw the full moon.

The moon is still that? The moon, Lin Fan knows very well that it is no different from usual, but when the moon appears in the telescope, it seems to be different.

Today's moon...seems to be really round.

The next morning, Lin Fan put the binoculars downstairs at the front desk, and briefly described the boy's appearance. He had red hair and looked bright and lively.

He didn't know who that person was, and he didn't know when the other person would appear in the hospital again, so he could only entrust other people to return the things to him the next time he saw him.

Although there were some twists and turns in the hand speed of the heart transplant, it was generally considered a success. With the super high degree of fitness, Lin Fan recovered very well in the follow-up, and he was able to start doing some exercises properly.

By chance, Lin Fan ran into an agent who was looking for new stars. Originally, he was not interested in the entertainment industry, but the other party showed him a photo.

It was a boy with gorgeous red hair.

"This is a trainee trained by our company, who is preparing to debut as a group."

Somehow, Lin Fan signed a contract with someone, moved into that small villa, and became roommates and future teammates with that person.

Lin Fan himself didn't know when he began to fall in love with people, maybe after the person recognized him, he mistakenly thought that he was afraid of thunder and would accompany him every thunderstorm. When he is, it may be when the other party is teaching him how to dance with great patience.

When he realized that he liked that person, the emotion he had never had before was completely out of control.

He made many mistakes, did many stupid things, and when he came to his senses, he was already in it. He couldn't save himself, and he never expected others to save him.

Lin Fan always knew that his crazy mother was still alive, but he never once asked Uncle Jian to meet her. He had an instinctive fear of the word mother.

He doesn't know the source of this fear, he just wants to escape from all sources of anxiety.

It wasn't until Lin Fan saw that mother at the back of his second concert after so many years that it became clear why he was so scared.

Not because the man was a lunatic, nor because the man killed his father with a car.

It's because this blood-related mother...really wants to kill herself.

"You look like him. Why do you look like him? He's dead. As his son, you should go down and stay with him!"

"That bitch Jian Fan didn't know what he wanted to do when he raised you up so much. He must have regarded you as Lin Xingyang, right?! I'm not as good as he likes, so why is that bitch? Live better than me!!!”

"I'll strangle you first, and then I'll kill that? Slut... No, I can't let that? !"

The woman's voice was extremely sharp, and even though the concert's speakers were very loud, Lin Fan still clearly heard the other party's crazy nonsense.

The person in front of him was strange yet familiar, and Lin Fan couldn't understand for a moment? What was the other party talking about?

The rapid beating of the heart affected his strength, and the warmth left by the tip of his nose also made him gradually unable to think. In a trance, he seemed to hear the familiar voice of the person on the stage, telling a story.

sounds so good.

Soon, the person who was strangling his neck was suddenly pushed away by someone. He recognized the person who was frightened at this time, and he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the person who came was not the one in his heart.

Lin Fan's fingers covering his nose were all glaring scarlet, and he also thought of that gorgeous red hair.

Before being rushed to the ambulance and put on the oxygen mask, Jian Fan knew very well that he should be more or less lucky this time, so he held his breath and simply explained himself. own funeral.