atypical romanticism

After that day, although Yu Hong didn't say anything in face, he still reacted in his heart.

But regarding Zhou Yu's longing to live in the hospital all day long, he also upgraded from the initial anguish in his heart to "I love to go, I will treat her as going to work overtime".

Xiang Sheng's condition changed suddenly. Since January 1, she has been awake less and less.Gradually, from bickering and chatting between the two of them, Zhou Yu was talking and Xiang Sheng fell asleep unconsciously.During the period, he would wake up occasionally, but only for a while. After confirming that the person beside him was Zhou Yu, he fell asleep again after a while.

Zhou Yu stayed by her side and stayed up all night.

That night, she built a single bed next to Zhou Yu's hospital bed and kept guarding her.

Zhou Yu looked at Xiang Sheng on the sickbed, and in his impression she was like a little sun, always enthusiastic, but the energy of this enthusiastic person was also disappearing bit by bit.

The doctor said Xiang Sheng could hear her, although she couldn't respond to her the way she used to.

The last feeling you lose when you are dying is hearing. Your ears want to remember all the warmth and beauty for you.

"A Sheng," Zhou Yu was silent for a whole day. He obviously had a lot to say, but when he wanted to speak, the only thing he could say was her name, "A Sheng..."

Zhou Yu took a deep breath and suppressed his crying: "Do you think I saved the country in my previous life?" She raised her hand and gently traced Xiang Sheng's eyebrows and eyes, "Otherwise, how could I have met you?"

"Isn't that very silly?" Zhou Yu chuckled lightly, "I don't know how to talk about love, I would say it without you, but it's true that I feel lucky."

Xiang Sheng fell asleep peacefully, her breathing was not steady, but very slow. Zhou Yu knew she could hear, so he tried hard to suppress his crying, but his voice was still trembling: "A Sheng, do you want to hear me sing?"

"I didn't really learn the song I sang to you last time, but this time I learned it seriously," Xiang Sheng said softly, "I'll sing it to you."

"She has no fireworks,

And don't want the birds to migrate,

But it is,

flying kites,

Only when you are afraid of heartache will you be free,

The thread of memory is in your hands,

If you can get her to land,

The sky is like freedom without end..."

Zhou Yu's tears fell along with the first sentence, the warm yellow light changed from clear to blurred, and a circle of light appeared, the tune of the song was still precarious, she even imagined that Xiang Sheng could be laughed at by her.

But life is not a dog-blood drama at eight o'clock, and they are just one of the many beings. Xiang Sheng still closed his eyes, and his breathing became shallow and fast.

"A Sheng," Zhou Yu said softly, touching her forehead, "Good night, I'll be here all the time. See you tomorrow."

-

On January 1, Xiang Sheng's situation was not very good.

The doctor advised Zhou Yu to call her family.

Xiang Bei and Ke Qin did not live in the hospital like Zhou Yu. They stayed with Zhou Yu in the hospital during the day and left around ten o'clock at night.As parents, they have no way to see their lively and lovely daughter lying on the sick bed without a sound. Their hearts are cramped, but they know that Xiang Sheng can hear it.

For someone who likes to laugh so much, if she hears the person she loves crying, but she can't even say a word of comfort, she will feel very uncomfortable.

Zhou Yu hadn’t looked at his phone for many days, and the first news that was pushed after he clicked on his phone was heavyweight: “From 2020 o’clock on January 1, 23, the city’s long-distance bus, subway, ferry, and long-distance passenger transport operations will be suspended. The reason is that citizens should not leave Han, and the passages from the airport, train station, etc. to leave Han are temporarily closed, and the recovery time will be notified later.”

There was a dull pain in her heart, and her right eyelid twitched uneasily.

Xiang Sheng on the bed still had her eyes closed tightly, and Zhou Yu sat beside her, holding her hand tightly.

Xiang Sheng felt like he had a dream, in which the world was vast and the surroundings were pure white.

She walked aimlessly and directionlessly, and suddenly saw a procession—the facial features of the people in the procession were blurred by white mist. She blinked vigorously, but still couldn't see clearly, and finally gave up altogether.

She followed in the line, judging from the table and height, in front of her was a man in a suit and leather shoes, but the man was barefoot, and the golden partner leather shoes of the suit were missing; The old lady is holding a little girl with her back arched. The little girl is very lively. She is holding a balloon in the other hand and humming a little tune. She listened to it for a while, but unfortunately she couldn't catch it. .

Maybe it's the theme song of an anime.she thinks.

She walked in the line at a loss. She didn't know how long she had been walking. The cloud that blurred her vision cleared away. After she saw the person at the end of the line, Xiang Sheng couldn't help being stunned—the old lady in a black robe with gray hair on her temples. Isn't it Meng Po?

She refused to drink Po Meng's soup in her previous life, spent time with Po Meng at the Naihe Bridge, and waited for Zhou Yu to come.

Xiang Sheng was startled, is she going to die?

But she still has nothing to say.

— No, I have to go back!Xiang Sheng thought.

She turned around and ran back regardless, only to find that Po Meng was at the end of the long line behind her. She changed the direction again, but found in despair that no matter where she ran, Po Meng was at the end of the line.

Xiang Sheng said helplessly: "So, the saying 'No matter where you go in life, you always move forward' doesn't just refer to living, it's still alive after death."

"So, is there really no other way?"

As soon as the words were finished, suddenly there was a burst of palm-melting air reaching her chest, and Xiang Sheng felt that she was about to shatter into pieces.

In an instant, she seemed to see Gu Shiyu's tense face flashing past her eyes.

She opened her eyes suddenly, the pure white in front of her eyes turned into a warm yellow light, Gu Shiyu's face that the whole world owed her 800 million turned into Zhou Yu's thin face.

Seeing that she was awake, Zhou Yu hurriedly held her slowly raised hand, and Xiang Bei and Ke Qin also surrounded her.

Old people often say "returning to the light", Zhou Yu didn't understand when he was a child, why adults deliberately lower their voices when they say this word, and their expressions become serious. Isn't "returning to the light" a good thing?The person who has been thinking about it can still wake up and say a few words, isn't it?

Now she understood—no, really, really bad.

Another meaning of "returning to the light" is "the end is approaching".

Xiang Sheng held Zhou Yu's hand tightly, and he could no longer see clearly. Looking around, looking for her, Zhou Yu held Xiang Sheng's hand with both hands, suppressed his trembling voice, and said, "A Sheng, I am here. I've been here."

"Teacher Zhou," Xiang Sheng's voice was weak, almost hanging on his breath, "don't cry..."

Zhou Yu nodded vigorously, but the tears had already burst, and all the uneasiness these days erupted at this moment. She wiped away her tears with her sleeves indiscriminately, almost begging: "I won't cry, I won't cry, A Sheng, please don't cry!" Don't want me, okay?"

Xiang Sheng gently stroked her face, she felt her soul was being pulled out, her voice became more and more ethereal:

"You must go to see the cherry blossoms on Chengqian Avenue, and take my share with you."

"Happy birthday."

——You have to see the stunning scenery in the world and walk through all the noises of people.

The warmth on Zhou Yu's face suddenly dropped.

Ke Qin's uncontrollable crying, Xiang Bei's suppressed sobs, and Yu Hong's voice calling her name seemed to be isolated from a huge hood.They are outside the cover, and inside the cover is her and Xiang Sheng.

The hour and minute of the clock on the wall coincided with the number 12. She stood up slowly, gently traced Xiang Sheng's eyebrows and eyes, leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, and said with a smile: "This time, tell me Happy birthday."

——We have been together twice.

That day was a reunion.

The person who pulled her back from life and death was an old acquaintance.

-

Xiang Sheng left in the early morning of January 1, and Shanghua City announced the closure of the city the next day.

Zhou Yu and Xiang Bei went to the funeral home together, Ke Qin was overwhelmed with grief and had an infusion in the hospital, and Yu Hong accompanied her.

She stared blankly at Xiang Sheng being sent into that not-so-big "house". After some time, such a tall girl turned into a white porcelain jar.

Zhou Yu took it, it was not cold as she imagined, but warm.

The world may be cruel, and disasters will not let people go because life is too hard, but life is not cold, life has warmth.

Zhou Yu kissed the white porcelain pot in his arms lightly, and said softly:

"A Sheng, it's New Year's Eve."

"You've become so small."

-

The cause of "unexplained pneumonia" was determined, and tens of millions of cities shut down instantly, and a large country with a population of 14 billion tacitly chose to stay at home during their most important and lively festival.

The soldiers in white may be afraid, but they still choose to write a letter of invitation and go to the battlefield.

Ms. Yu Hong was very prescient. On January No. 13, when everyone did not realize the seriousness of the problem, she stocked up two or three boxes of masks, and carried them back to Shanghua.

Knowing that there was a shortage of medical supplies on the front line, he donated two boxes without hesitation, and shared half of the remaining box with the Xiangbei couple and Zhou Yu's neighbors who were also trapped in Shanghua.

Ke Qin and Xiang Bei kept Xiang Sheng by Zhou Yu's side, because Xiang Sheng finally said that she wanted to see the cherry blossoms on Chengqian Avenue.

There is only one Chengqian Avenue in the whole country, and Xiang Sheng has only one lover.

Yu Hong and Xiang Bei have been observing Zhou Yu carefully - she is too calm, they would rather she cry like Ke Qin.But Zhou Yu never did.

She changed her desk to a sunny position and placed the white porcelain jar on it.His emotions are calm, and he can occasionally argue with Yu Hong.

The only difference is that there is a lot of regularity in work and rest.

Go to bed at ten o'clock every day, wake up at six o'clock, take medicine and eat on time, although I still don't eat much.

Because of the prevention and control, she could not go out, so she simply learned to cook by watching short videos on her mobile phone. After a week of tossing, she really cooked a table of decent dishes. Occasionally, at sunset, she would hold the The camera stands on the balcony to take pictures.

The camera belongs to Xiang Sheng.

The epidemic did not end as quickly as imagined. The number of confirmed cases in the news continued to increase. The New Year holiday, which was supposed to end on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, was extended indefinitely.But fortunately, from the day when civilization was born, the blood of heroes has flowed in the Chinese people.

They are indestructible and omnipotent.

In early February, Zhou Yu started working from home.

The impact of the epidemic on the industry is comprehensive. Although "SHINE" is backed by a big rookie on the Internet, the money of the big money is not blown by the wind. The rich "local tyrants" have to tighten their belts in the face of sudden disasters.

On February [-]th, Zhou Yu did not appear on the promotion list, but instead received a call from the editor-in-chief to persuade him to resign.Zhou Yu didn't flirt with the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief made a conversation, and she simply resigned according to the words.

The next day, the salary for February arrived.Zhou Yu confirmed it, then threw the phone aside, caressed Xiang Sheng's white porcelain jar, and said, "Teacher Xiang, I was fired again, no, it should be said, I fired the boss again, fate It’s really uncontrollable.”

"However, this time I don't want to die."

"I want to take you to see the cherry blossoms."

"But what should I do?" Zhou Yu stroked her, realizing that he landed on the unfinished novel on the computer screen, "Why don't you go back to your old business?"

The sun slanted into the room and fell on the purple gold pendant on her wrist. The golden light fell into Zhou Yu's eyes. She subconsciously hid for a while, and when she found that it was the light from the purple gold pendant, she smiled and said, "This is considered a You said yes."

At the beginning of April, Shanghua was unsealed. Yu Hong chatted with Zhou Yu all night, but they didn't persuade her to go back to Yuhua with him. In the end, he had to take Zhou Zhou back.Before leaving, she put her bank card on the porch, and the password was her birthday.

After a two-month cooling-off period, Ke Qin's mood has stabilized, and she herself is not a character who is used to indulging in sadness.She and Xiang Bei returned to Beijing two days later than Yu Hong.

They didn't take Xiang Sheng back, they left Xiang Sheng to her.

Zhou Yu sent them to the airport, and called Ke Qin "Mom" again:

"Mom, I will be fine, and you will be fine too."

The two words of farewell have their own sad background music, but it is indeed the starting point of a new journey.Behind all the sorrows and joys are precious moments.

The spring of 2020 did not come as expected. It arrived in mid-April, but the cherry blossoms on Chengqian Avenue did not bloom.

Going back to her old career is not as easy as Zhou Yu imagined, but fortunately she has not lost her previous foundation. In early May, she finally finished her first novel. Although it didn't explode, it was enough to pay the rent.

"A Sheng, we don't need to move."

Day by day, her mania is still not getting better. Dr. Li said that her mood is very stable, but she still needs to be observed for two years. If she is stable within two years, she can gradually reduce the dosage and then stop the drug.

Zhou Yu was not in a hurry either, the cure rate of mania itself was not high, and Xiang Sheng's painstaking effort to repeat the experience was not to make the disease disappear from her body.There are too many powerless things in the world, and diseases are just a drop in the ocean. Instead of tossing all your minds, it is better to calm down and accept it, and then live together peacefully.

If it can be cured, that's great; if not, life must go on.

In mid-May, the cherry blossoms on Chengqian Avenue bloomed.

Zhou Yu rushed to Chengqian Avenue early in the morning, but when he arrived, it was already crowded with people.In order to make it easier for people to enjoy the flowers, the city government banned vehicles from passing through Chengqian Avenue for a day.

The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, the breeze blew up, the petals were flying all over the sky, and finally fell slowly. She held the camera and walked among them. The sun fell on the pendant, and a golden light dazzled her eyes.

Zhou Yu slipped and leaned back. Just when she thought she was about to fall to the ground, she covered her shoulders with both hands. The man chuckled lightly, and then a familiar voice sounded: "Teacher Zhou, Be careful."

The author has something to say:

At the end, this person is whoever everyone thinks she is.As I said at the beginning, an open ending.

I am very grateful to the friends who saw this (bow and thank you! Bihat~)

(End of the book)