In summer like autumn

In the emergency room.

Wen Qiu's condition was fairly stable, the doctor treated it as drunk at first, and heard that the patient's head was hit after he fell, so to be on the safe side, he decided to have a CT scan.

After the examination, Xia Yuhui stood beside Wen Qiu and waited for the result.He was not quite sure how many times he had brought Wen Qiu to the hospital. Every time he saw Wen Qiu lying on the hospital bed, his pale face blending harmoniously with the surrounding white environment, he was upset. As if it was a terrible metaphor.

After the examination results came out, the doctor walked into the ward and asked Xia Yuhui in a serious and low voice: "Are you the patient's family?"

"I am." Xia Yuhui hurriedly stood up, "Excuse me Xiaoqiu..."

"It seems that you don't know." The doctor looked at Wen Qiu lying on the hospital bed again, "I'm afraid even the patient himself is not very clear about his current physical condition."

Xia Yuhui felt that the doctor's words were a bit wrong: "Doctor, please tell me, did he hit his head hard just now? Did something go wrong?"

"It's a big problem." The doctor shook his head. "Let him do an MRI first. I need to confirm the specific situation before I talk to you."

The doctor carefully reviewed the results of the MRI and confirmed that Wen Qiu had a brain tumor.

Xia Yuhui's previous worries turned into a terrible fact: the tumor in Wen Qiu's brain made him have very frequent headaches in the past six months, and the previous fever and vomiting were probably caused by the brain tumor.Every time the symptoms appeared, there were some other reasons that interfered, so much so that Wen Qiu himself mistook these symptoms for a cold or fatigue.

"Looking at the current situation, I think the patient may have had some symptoms earlier. Recently, the deterioration of the condition has accelerated, and the frequency of various symptoms has become higher and higher, which has attracted your attention." Doctor and Xia After exchanging opinions, Yuhui shook his head repeatedly, "If you can find out early and perform surgery in time, the cure rate is still very high. But in this situation..."

Seeing the doctor's embarrassed face, Xia Yuhui suppressed the tension in his heart and said, "Doctor, it's okay if you say so."

"In this situation, the patient's central nervous system has been severely compressed. It is best to arrange surgery as soon as possible. The difficulty of this operation is not small, and the top brain surgeons may not be fully sure. The mortality rate of the operation is very high. Even if the patient survives these two hurdles, the recovery process will be very long." The doctor couldn't help sighing when he thought that Wen Qiu was not yet 22 years old, "This is not alarmist talk. As a doctor, I have the responsibility to All these potential risks are informed to you. As for the specific circumstances of the operation, you'd better contact an attending doctor, and then discuss it in detail with that doctor."

"I see, thank you."

Xia Yuhui's mind was in turmoil, and the doctor's accusation was still in his ears: Since they were already suspicious, why didn't they send the patient to the hospital for an examination in time?

Xia Yuhui blamed himself very much. If Wen Qiu had a headache for the first time and could take him to the hospital, maybe he could have discovered his condition earlier.Now Wen Qiu has reached the point where he must have an operation, and the risks of the operation are there.

On the way back to the ward, Xia Yuhui's footsteps were weak, and when he opened the door and entered, Wen Qiu had already woken up.He had no choice but to force himself, went to the bed and sat down, held Wen Qiu's hand, and kissed the back of his hand.

Xia Yuhui held it so tightly, as if if he let go, the person in front of him would disappear without a trace.

"Xiaoqiu..." As soon as Xia Yuhui opened his mouth, tears suddenly fell, and he couldn't stop it.

Wen Qiu looked at him rather puzzled, and smiled feebly: "I shouldn't have drunk so much. I'm sorry for scaring you."

"Don't say sorry. I should say sorry." Xia Yuhui felt as if something was tightly strangling his throat, making him unable to breathe. "I shouldn't ask you to do copywriting for me, I shouldn't let you You entered the planning team, and you should not be recommended to other directors to participate in the screenwriting. You are exhausted, but I turn a blind eye to this, and it is all my fault."

Xia Yuhui spoke upside down, but Wen Qiu was confused.

The only thing Wen Qiu was sure of was that he had never seen Xia Yuhui so vulnerable.He sat up from the bed, leaned forward, stretched out his hand to caress Xia Yuhui's sharp-edged face, wiped away his tears, and said, "You took me to do copywriting together, and provided me with one opportunity after another, so that I can understand I have learned about my interests and strengths, and worked hard for them. Now that I have been admitted to B University as a graduate student, it is too late for me to thank you. Why do you suddenly say these things? What happened?"

Wen Qiu's voice was like the drizzle in early spring, warm and moist, flowing from Xia Yuhui's ears to the bottom of his heart.He calmed down a little, and told him Wen Qiu's current health status in detail.

Xia Yuhui recounted the doctor's words to Wen Qiu, but he still spoke with reservations about the risks of the operation, for fear of scaring Wen Qiu.

However, Wen Qiu's expression didn't fluctuate too much, as if he was ready.He listened quietly to Xia Yuhui's words, and asked, "Does my mother know about this?"

"Not yet." Xia Yuhui shook his head, "It happened suddenly, if it wasn't because you bumped your head, I insisted on asking the doctor to do a CT, I'm afraid you and I still don't know about your condition."

"If she knows, she should worry again." Wen Qiu lowered her eyes.

Xia Yuhui sighed: "You... At this point, the first thing that comes to mind is whether others will worry."

"According to the doctor, surgery is the only way to go now." With Xia Yuhui's help, Wen Qiu lay back on the bed, turned his head and looked out the window, where a corner of the gray sky was exposed.

"Yes, the tumor is oppressing your central nervous system now. The doctor suggested that you should have surgery as soon as possible." Xia Yuhui said, "I'll take you back to Shanghai. Let's contact the best doctor. My friend who runs the hospital should be able to do it." You don’t have to worry about the treatment, I’m here.”

"Brain surgery...the risk shouldn't be small." When Wen Qiu said this, he was still looking out the window.

Xia Yuhui thought for a moment, and said with difficulty: "The doctor said that there are indeed risks, no matter what kind of surgery there is, there will be risks. Don't be afraid, I will accompany you. When you recover, you will go abroad with me."

"Yeah, your film is about to start shooting. Speaking of which, I have to thank you too." Wen Qiu turned to look at Xia Yuhui, "Yuhui, I'm not afraid of death. What I'm afraid of is that you have done so many things for me, and I can't repay you at all. Do you know? Even if I can escape from death in the end, I can't give you what you want. "

"I know, I know everything." Xia Yuhui lay down in front of the bed, gently stroking Wen Qiu's forehead, "I know that you can't let Yiqun go in your heart, and I also know that no matter how hard I try, I can't make you fall in love with me." Me. But Xiaoqiu, that’s not what I want, I just want to watch you by your side and see you live happily. Promise me that you will never give up no matter what, okay?”

"I agree to the operation, and I won't give up." Wen Qiu nodded, "Yu Hui, you promise me one thing, okay?"

"I promise you." Xia Yuhui said softly, "Say it."

"In case,—I mean in case, I have any accident, please tell my family, don't bury me in the ground. Just bury me in the sea."

Xia Yuhui felt that these words were really ominous, as if he was already explaining the funeral.He was speechless and just looked at Wen Qiu.

Wen Qiu stretched out his hand and patted the back of Xia Yuhui's hand, as if to comfort him: "Speaking of which, I talk about traveling around the world every day, but I have never even been to the seaside. If something happens, let me go to the sea , and become one with the sea. Sea water starts from the ocean and becomes clouds in the sky, and then those clouds will turn into rainwater and return to the earth, flow down the river, and merge into the ocean again. Even if I never have another chance Go around the world with my own feet, but I can still travel to many places in this way.—I can even follow the ocean currents to America? Don’t you think so?”

Wen Qiu suddenly stopped talking, he fell into deep thought.There are so many places to go in the world, why did I mention the United States?

That's right, Xia Yiqun is now in the United States.

Wen Qiu began to think about whether a person has a soul after death. If his soul really crossed the ocean and reached the other side of the Pacific Ocean, would he meet Xia Yiqun?

Thinking of Xia Yiqun again, but the resentment from before was no longer there.If we can meet again, Wen Qiu just wants to ask him a question, are you okay now?

Xia Yiqun is with Gu Zhihang now, he must be fine.Even if we meet now, maybe he can't remember who Wen Qiu is?

Wen Qiu felt that he was back to the state he was in high school again. He unexpectedly reunited with Xia Yiqun in the club activity classroom. At that time, he also wanted to ask Xia Yiqun a lot of questions: who are you, how are you, do you remember me.

As a result, I couldn't ask anything.

Since there is nothing to ask, then there is no need to ask anything.It was enough to see him, even once.

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