Strange disease

Not long after Xi Rong threw the key to me, he answered the phone. I heard that a critically ill patient in the hospital was in an emergency. After he hung up the phone, he immediately put on a coat and hurried out the door .

After that, he didn't come back that night.

I don't know what's going on at the hospital, but I remember he didn't even have time to eat dinner before he left the house.

I was a little anxious and anxious, thinking that he was so hungry and full, irregular work and rest and always staying up all night, he was completely exhausting his body, I was really worried that he would suffer in the future.

What's more, he just fell ill, why is he still working overtime day and night...

When he comes back, I must give him a good meal...

Thinking of this, I was still almost sitting on pins and needles waiting in the living room, always paying attention to the movement at the door, hoping that he would come back soon, just like when I was a child, I was alone at home waiting for my parents who left early and returned late.

I was probably only in elementary school at that time, but I don’t really remember asking. My parents were very busy at work, so I started going to and from school alone when I was very young. Other children had their parents waiting at the school gate. It was after school that I was alone with my schoolbag on my back and crossed two roads back to the rented hut.

Then I usually order some noodles for myself and put two green vegetables, so that the problem of dinner is solved.

At night, the lights of every house around me were turned on, and I carried my schoolbag alone, spread out the exercise books at the dining table and started to do my homework.

The room is always so quiet that you can hear a pin drop, and the sound of the TV and noise from the next door will pass through the wall.

I start to feel sleepy and yawn at ninety o'clock, and sometimes with luck, my mother will come back first, so I can take a bath and sleep comfortably, but if my parents haven't come back yet, then I have to Bored and waiting blankly, until the eyelids fight, but still can only hold on to the spirit.

It’s not that they specifically asked me to keep the door open when they came back, or anything else. In fact, they told me many times not to wait for them, but to go to bed early after finishing my homework, but it was a natural physiological reaction for me, and I didn’t legally controlled.

They are not at home, I just can't help worrying, even if I sleep, I can't sleep well.

Sometimes I lie alone in bed trying to fall asleep, but I always wake up with a little trouble, then bounce off the bed and run to the window to see what is going on.

Later, my dad had an accident on the construction site, and after he was gone, the symptoms got worse.

For a while, I had to call my mom twice a day to make sure she was safe. If she came home late, I would be even more restless and in a trance. I had to send her a text message every 10 minutes, asking her when to go home.

In a sense, I actually know that this is a very insecure performance, even a little pathological.

Most of my childhood was spent in such loneliness and waiting.

Now that I have grown up, I think I am not as worried about gain and loss as I was when I was a child, but when I am alone, I still can't help thinking about things, and instinctively get restless.

I waited for Xi Rong all night, but he still didn't come back.

The house we both owned together seemed to have turned into my own tomb overnight. It suddenly lost its temperature and was extremely cold.

It felt as if I had returned to the way I was when I was a child many years ago. There was only the ticking of the second hand of the clock in the room, and other than that, the silence was so disconcerting.

In the evening of the next day, I couldn't bear it any longer, and sent a message to Xi Rong on my mobile phone, asking when he would be back.

Sending out the news is like throwing a stone into the sea, without even a single wave.

I don't know if Xi Rong is bored and doesn't want to reply me, or didn't see it, or something happened.

Another half an hour passed, and the empty chat box seemed to have punched my uncomfortable heart hard.

Alas...it is obviously my own fault.

As the sky gradually darkened, I became more and more upset, but until late at night, there was still no news from Xi Rong.

An invisible sense of suffocation overwhelmed me. Time passed by, as if a hand was pinching my throat more and more tightly, making me want to call for help and scream.

At 10:30, there was a sudden thunder outside. I checked and found out that there was a sudden typhoon, and the meteorological station had issued an orange thunderstorm warning.

The dull thunder hit my heart like a deafening drumbeat, and I remembered again that Xi Rong didn't bring an umbrella when he went out, so I couldn't control it anymore, grabbed the two long-handled umbrellas from the entrance and rushed out the door.

The wind outside was really strong, the leaves of the big trees beside the road were rustling, and the street lights were flickering. I ran wildly on the dark road, feeling like I was about to run away.

Scattered cold rain fell on my face, feeling like fine needles. The rain was not heavy, but the wind was blowing so cold. I was panting while running, feeling like my lungs were not my own.

I don't know where I got the energy from, but there is only one extremely strong thought left in my heart.

I want to see him, I have to see Xi Rong now, so that I can rest assured.

What if he was about to leave work and didn't bring an umbrella?If he got caught in the rain, wouldn't he catch a cold again... The wind is so strong and the road is not easy to walk, in case something happens...

I couldn't think of anything more in my mind, I convinced myself like this - I just took a look, I was just afraid that something might happen to him.

I rushed to the hospital where Xi Rong worked as fast as possible. The huge emergency building was as brightly lit as any other night in the past. With the water on his face, he walked around to the back door familiarly.

At the back of the hospital is a glass door leading to a transparent corridor, from which I can clearly see the people coming and going in the waiting hall of the hospital.

I was about to go in when my steps stopped and I was completely stunned.

I saw Xi Rong in a white coat coming out of the hall...

He is not alone.

Beside him is a pretty figure in a white uniform, a girl with long hair tied up, holding a folder and following Xi Rong with an umbrella in her hand. She has a beautiful and sweet oval face. It seems to be talking intimately.

My heart felt like a boulder fell suddenly.

I really don't know if it's a coincidence or what, or maybe it's God's deliberate arrangement to let me witness this scene, so I can't imagine it.

I stood in the cold rain, the strong wind blew my forehead hair into my eyes, Xi Rong and that girl passed the corridor side by side.

We are separated by a glass, and our eyes meet.