atypical romanticism

After Xiang Sheng was admitted to the hospital, Xiang Bei and Ke Qin did not stay in Shanghua for more than two days. The family of four had something to eat in the hospital cafeteria at noon that day, and they took the high-speed train back to Beijing in the afternoon.

Near the end of the year, there were a lot of exams and grades in Ke Qin's department waiting for her to take the exams and calculations; the final exams at Xiangbei School were almost over, and the two had to rush back.But they had already decided to celebrate the New Year in Shanghua this year, and they came to pick up Zhou Yu's class after finishing the work at hand.

According to the requirements of the hospital system, Zhou Yu has half an hour of visiting time from 06:30 pm to [-]:[-] pm every day.

Zhou Yu adjusted his work and rest time, clocked in at the company an hour earlier every day, and left work as soon as 1:[-] p.m., without delay for a minute.

Xiang Sheng's condition cannot be said to be stable. One week after admission, the cancer cells still spread uncontrollably. The doctor's suggestion is to do chemotherapy to delay the spread.

Zhou Yu originally thought that Xiang Sheng would reject chemotherapy, but when the doctor proposed chemotherapy treatment to her, she agreed without hesitation.

"Aren't you reluctant to part with your hair?" Zhou Yu asked, "Why did you agree so happily?"

Leaning on her shoulder, Xiang Sheng said with a smile: "Because I promised you, we will go to see the cherry blossoms on Chengqian Avenue together, so I won't break my promise."

"You," Zhou Yu's heart felt a sharp needle-like pain, she took a deep breath and held back her tears, "Didn't you stick a knife in my heart, didn't you mean it?"

Xiang Sheng chuckled, but didn't answer, just looked up at her, as if wanting to engrave this person in his mind forever.

Xiang Sheng's eyesight began to decline, and black shadows appeared in front of her eyes from time to time. The tumor had already invaded her optic nerve.

A huge sense of powerlessness enveloped her tightly, and she didn't know what to do.

Xiang Sheng is a medical student, she is very aware of her illness, Zhou Yu can't even say some nice words to comfort her, and Xiang Sheng can't lie to him to believe those words, the so-called "doctors can't heal themselves" may know too much It is also one of the reasons.

After a long time, Xiang Sheng said, "Mr. Zhou, please help me cut my hair."

"After chemotherapy, your hair will fall out, and you will be bald anyway. It is better to see it early than later."

The golden sunlight gently sprinkled on her body, and there were fluctuations in the light-colored eyes, and she looked at Zhou Yu calmly and relaxedly.

Zhou Yu nodded, "Okay."

The nurse brought the things for cutting hair, and Xiang Sheng got up from the hospital bed and sat on the chair. The hospital gown was put on Xiang Sheng, making her look extraordinarily empty.

Zhou Yu also had to admit that Xiang Sheng is thinner than her now.

She stroked Xiang Sheng's face, neck, and shoulders. The person in front of her was blurry for a while, and clear for a while. Xiang Sheng held her hand and said with a smile: "Don't take advantage of me, there are still people, pay attention to the influence."

Zhou Yu murmured: "Xiang Sheng, you are thinner than me."

Xiang Sheng nodded, smiled and said, "Yes, I'm going to eat more tonight, and you should also eat well."

"Well, eat more." Zhou Yu raised his head and wiped away his tears, took out Xiang Sheng's comb from his bag, held her waist-length hair like a waterfall in one hand, and combed it carefully with the other. .

Sunshine kissed her long light chestnut hair, Xiang Sheng loved her hair very much, when Zhou Yu ran his fingers through her hair, the strands of hair slipped down, leaving a faint scent of roses between his fingers.

The nurse on the side couldn't help but praise: "This hair is well-groomed."

Xiang Sheng smiled and said: "When I wash my hair, I don't dare to use force, for fear that they will hurt. After washing the hair mask, I wash off the hair mask and then apply essential oil. Although it is a bit laborious, the effect is really good. You can try."

The nurse smiled: "Well, thank you."

Zhou Yu combed her hair and looked at the scissors in his hand. His hands seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't lift them up without holding the scissors.Seeing this, the nurse asked softly, "How about I come?"

"No need," Xiang Sheng patted Zhou Yu's hand lightly, and said, "I want my wife to help me."

"Teacher Zhou, please~" Zhou Yu handed the scissors to Xiang Sheng, and the ending sound seemed to be coquettish.

Zhou Yu took the scissors, and after an unknown amount of time, all of Xiang Sheng's long hair fell to the ground. After the buzzing sound of pushing the knife, Xiang Sheng looked at himself in the mirror and laughed: "Teacher Zhou, the hair on my side How come there are depths and shallows, the head is not round yet, why is it so like the surface of the moon, hahaha..."

The nurse who had been holding back her laughter didn't hold back, and laughed out loud - Zhou Yu cut someone's hair for the first time, and the object was Xiang Sheng, and his hands trembled, and it was like this.

Looking at the back of her head, Zhou Yu was not too embarrassed, he didn't care about the mixed feelings, and quickly made amends, and the "moon's surface" was over.

Before leaving, Xiang Sheng sat on a chair and said goodbye to her with a bright smile: "See you tomorrow, Teacher Zhou!"

"Teacher Zhou, the work is going well!"

Compared with most cancer patients, Xiang Sheng is lively and sunny and out of tune with his surroundings. Even Xiang Bei and Ke Qin are different from other cancer patient family members.

They were not particularly careful. Xiang Sheng and Ke Qin had an average of 3 minutes in the video, and Ke Qin didn't mean to let her because she was a patient. Every time, he relentlessly turned back and said nothing. Lily hung up the phone.

Xiang Sheng didn't feel sorry for the spring and autumn, he estimated that Zhou Yu was about to get on the bus, so he called her.

The two of them didn't need to talk all the time, the roar of vehicles, the constant music from the street shop and the occasional children's play were all telling Xiang Sheng for Zhou Yu where she was and what she was doing, just like before. Every evening when they walk home holding hands.

After starting chemotherapy, Xiang Sheng calmed down visibly, and the chemotherapy drugs made her have no energy to make a fuss.

Zhou Yuan sat quietly beside the hospital bed, her fingers gently traced her forehead, eyes, forehead, and finally stopped on her lips.

Xiang Sheng opened his eyes, stared blankly for a while, and stared straight at the ceiling, as if he didn't see her, and after a few minutes, his eyes fell on her.

This was the first time that Xiang Sheng's eyes turned red in front of her. The clinical patient was sleeping. She suppressed her crying and said hoarsely, "Zhou Yu, I seem to be losing my sight."

Zhou Yu hugged her, patted her on the back lightly, and said word by word: "Xiang Sheng, I am here, I have always been here, it doesn't matter, I will watch for you."

"Zhou Yu," Xiang Sheng took a deep breath, and said in a muffled voice, "Do you hate me? If you don't, you can try to hate me."

"I want you to live a long and worry-free life, but it takes too long to live a hundred years. There will always be someone who loves you more than me. I'm afraid you will forget me."

Tears rolled down Zhou Yu's cheeks and fell on her hand. Zhou Yu held Xiang Sheng's hand tightly, and she bit Xiang Sheng's shoulder through the hospital gown—she was really hurt by Xiang Sheng's hand. I got angry at some unreasonable words.

What does it mean to be afraid that she will forget her?

Xiang Sheng snorted, didn't cry out the pain, and let her bite. Zhou Yu didn't get angry, but he was angry, but he couldn't bear it, and the bite turned into a kiss.

"Xiang Sheng," Zhou Yu buried his face in her neck, his nasal voice was heavy, Xiang Sheng just wanted to comfort her, when he heard Zhou Yu cry, "I hate you to death, I hate you forever .”

Xiang Sheng let go of her, leaned against her forehead, and chuckled softly: "Okay."

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In the past three years, people who have been stepping into the company and working overtime until late at night suddenly work regularly, go to work early, and leave work on time. In an introverted workplace, it is hard for people not to care.

Especially at the end of the year, everyone's nerves are tense.But the world of adults is still reserved. When they feel anxious, they roll up before exploring the source of anxiety.

I didn't think about it until I was tired from the volume and wondered "why did Xiao Zhou do this".

The first one who couldn't sit still was Emily. She took advantage of Zhou Yu's time to go to tea and drink water and followed her, and asked, "Xiao Zhou, what's the matter with you these days, it's okay to be active after get off work, but you have become an active member even after work." ?”

Zhou Yu smiled politely, and said, "It's nothing, the January issue will be online at [-] o'clock tonight, and I don't want to delay the progress."

She didn't talk about Xiang Sheng because there was no need to.The people in this big office let alone Xiang Sheng, most of them are just acquaintances with her.

Although she and Xiang Sheng didn't deliberately conceal their relationship, they didn't admit it either.Life is already very hard. Migrant workers who were tortured by [-] were overwhelmed by the three mountains of credit cards, Huabei, and mortgages. It was difficult to farm an acre of land, so why did she say more? These simple and deep words add pressure to others.

In other words, how would knowing help?He said a few words without pain or itching, "Really? It will all pass."

These words are as social nonsense as "we will eat together in two days."

When Zhou Yu made coffee and was about to go back, Emily suddenly turned her head and asked, "Xiao Zhou, are you and Xiang Sheng together?"

Zhou Yu was startled, and nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Emily's eyes, but before Zhou Yu noticed it, she restrained herself and said sincerely: "When Xiang Sheng came to the company for the first time for a meeting, I thought you two were a good match in my own selfishness. Thinking that we are really together, remember to give me a piece of wedding candy when the good things are coming."

Zhou Yu smiled: "Of course."

If there is a reason why she insisted on staying in Shanghua at that time, the inclusiveness of big cities is one reason.Here, whether you like men or women, you can wear Lolita, or you can wear Hanfu to the streets, as long as it is not illegal, no one will judge.On the square in front of the Green Tower Building, a group of young people gathered on their mobile phones to live broadcast or shoot short videos day and night.

This place is grand and inclusive, and can accommodate every free soul.

"Also," Emily smiled, and said to Zhou Yu, "we will get busy after noon, although it is a little early, but I don't think you will stay in the company tonight as usual to watch with us. Data and New Year's Eve, I wish you a happy New Year in advance."

Zhou Yu took off his social smile and revealed a sincere smile: "Happy New Year."