June is our farewell song

Chapter 251 Pure Black Art Festival ([-])

"Hypoglycemia?" Qi Yu didn't believe Qing Si's words.

"Yes, overall the indicators are not bad, but the blood sugar is really low, you have to eat on time when you get home." Qing Si lowered her eyelids, "Oh, I will definitely be criticized by my parents in a while."

A doctor in a white coat, about forty years old, stood next to her, stretching out his hand to push the thin glasses, without saying a word.

"That's it." I heard him say this.

Finding that the boy's voice was lower than before, Qing Si raised her eyes.

There is a hospital bed between the two, the person sitting opposite to him has a gap between light and dark, and his eyelids are drooping, so it is impossible to determine what kind of eyes he is staring down at a certain point on the bed. temperature. ,

I couldn't help but think of what the doctor said to me before.

"If you have to go out, there will be risks." Last night, also in this ward, the taciturn doctor next to him said in a very worried tone, "Generally speaking, I don't recommend patients to do such harmful things. It is a useless attempt, but... Judging from the current situation, it will not have much impact."

"I..." Qing Si hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not.

Ever since I accidentally discovered that my body began to weaken continuously half a year ago, I have also been confused and depressed. I hate that my hands and feet are getting weaker and weaker. I can only let the strength in my body go away bit by bit. Looking forward to someone coming to me.But finally waited until the day when her friend appeared in front of her, but she didn't have the courage to tell the so-called truth.

She just brushed her hair, smiled and said to them: "It's just low blood sugar, it's okay."

Just let your heart sink.

Does this lie work?Even if it works, how long will it last?Qingsi knew that it was impossible to hide forever, her own body was the clearest - two months, maybe one month.She never asked the doctor, and her parents never told herself that from the day she was diagnosed, she was doomed to lose all the future she could expect.

No one said anything, not my father, not my mother, not even the doctor, they were always smiling, as if there was hope, but was it true?

It's like being in a barren sand dune.

I also imagined that I could really get better soon, that I could go back to school and be with everyone, read, write, and play, I could reach out and stroke the furry head of the kitten Joey, and I could say in an undeniable tone: "This time My homework must be handed in on Sunday." Either harsh or gentle, but in reality, I could only sit on the hospital bed and say softly, "It's okay." Only I couldn't say the phrase "I'll be back when I get better", so can only smile.

And for myself who had such expectations, it was even more unbearable.

The desolation spread, covering the sky and the sun.

She thought of the books she had read before. No relationship will last forever. Even people who have left a deep imprint in each other's lives will be slowly forgotten after separation, and their important roles in each other's lives will gradually fade away. Become a distant pedestrian, unable to rely on, unable to share, remaining with faint traces, and finally turned into a vague memory.

Even so, it was still impossible to say goodbye.

The confused look was fleeting, and after a moment of silence, the boy just smiled at her.

Qing Si couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Even though they just looked at each other for a moment, she already knew that she hadn't lied to him.

His heart was churning and he thought for a long time, but he couldn't find a word to comfort him.

"Let's go first, you have a good rest."

After saying goodbye to her friends, seeing the door of the ward closed, Qing Si couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and lay down softly, buried in the pillow and quilt. shook his head.

Can't sleep.

Gu Yuan lifted the quilt covering his head, sat up from the bed, and planned to do something else, but his headache was severe, and he wondered if it was because of too much cold wind blowing on the way to the hospital during the day.There is no strength on my body.Glancing at the watch, it was only 08:30. At this time, I heard a sound of "dengdengdengdengdengdeng" coming from the door, as if someone was kicking the door, and Mario, who was lying under the bed, barked, So he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Help me, I'm exhausted."

The boy in pajamas stood beside the door, dumbfounded. Qi Yu outside the door frowned, holding an induction cooker in both hands, and a lot of things in his arms, as if he was about to be overwhelmed, and the bag would break anytime .

Seeing her slanting her waist and looking like she was about to fall, Gu Yuan felt that although she had many doubts, it would be better to help her carry things into the house at the moment.

The next thing I saw was Qi Yu busy running around the room.

Gu Yuan watched her put the induction cooker on the table, then went to take out the pot to catch the water, roughly tore open the plastic bag, then tore a certain red packaging bag inside with her teeth, and poured a bunch of things into it .After pressing the switch, waiting for the boiling time, I took out tomatoes, potato chips, etc. from the big bag, and spread them out on the table.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..." The girl counted the plastic boxes on the table with her fingers, then nodded with satisfaction, went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, looked around, and exaggeratedly said One sentence: "There is still wine!" Then he walked out with two cans of beer.When I returned to the kitchen, I saw the boy was still standing at the door in a daze, so I waved at him and said, "Hey, hey, the bottom ingredients are almost boiled, come and chop the vegetables."

"It's midnight, what are you doing?"

"It's only after eight o'clock, and it's the weekend, so it's midnight. My parents are on a business trip, and I feel that no one is home here. I thought I ate a lot of food from you, so I bought some food and ran over to meet with you." You eat together."

"No... what are you going to do?"

"Ah? You said this, hot pot." Qi Yu looked at him, then at the induction cooker on the table, "Can't you see it?"

"I know..." Gu Yuan watched as she poured some pre-cut ingredients into the pot that had just started to boil, the heat was steaming upwards, and the smell of pepper and prickly ash diffused in the air, and she was still wearing pajamas And the boy who had some cold symptoms couldn't help but sneezed several times in a row, then wrinkled his nose and sniffed: "Why do you want to come to my house to eat hot pot?"

"How about celebrating the complete success of my performance today?" Qi Yu thought for a while, then grinned at the boy.

how about...

Gu Yuan didn't know what to say, this nervous guy just broke into other people's homes with a bunch of things on his own initiative, as if he didn't consider the situation of being rejected at all - as if he was sure that he would not be at home, It's not the same as not opening the door.

Although the fact is true, Gu Yuan doesn't like the feeling of being perfectly predicted.

"Why do you still have wine at home?"

"It's my dad's, although he rarely drinks it at home,"

Gu Yuan wanted to say that she was not full enough to drink, but before she could say anything, she heard the beer can being opened by the girl.

"Anyway, let's drink first."

The beer can was held up to the boy.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

The girl stirred the pot gently with chopsticks, her eyes fixed on the glistening beef slices rolling in the pot.

"No."

Gu Yuan replied.

Because of the messy things during the day, he hasn't eaten since he got home, and he rarely eats hot dishes when he is alone at home, and he hardly knows how to eat hot pot. He always feels that this is something that requires everyone to be interested.

"Then you still don't thank me for bringing you such a sumptuous meal? I bought the bottom material from the hot pot restaurant specially. In such a cold and snowy day, I can eat such delicious hot pot at home. Don't be moved and cry." The girl who ate the sliced ​​beef and let out a cry of infinite satisfaction sighed.

"Specially go to the store to buy the bottom material? Didn't you just say that you bought it on the way?"

"Because it's on the route I had planned from the beginning, so I said it was on the way." Qi Yu used chopsticks to slide the sliced ​​potatoes into the pot to cook, "What do you think of the band's performance today?"

Unexpectedly, the topic was changed quickly, Gu Yuan nodded slightly.

"Not very exciting. A few notes are out of tune."

"...Hmm...you noticed...I thought no one would notice..."

"Fortunately, most people shouldn't be able to hear it."

The hot pot was very fragrant, Gu Yuan picked up the chopsticks and put them down again thinking that he might have a cold.

"We have rehearsed many times before, and there will be no problems with normal performance, but I was still nervous when I actually performed. I couldn't sleep at all last night. In the middle of the night, I just sat up and turned on the light to read the score. In the morning, I was worried that my throat would be sore I was dumb because of staying up late. I was really afraid of failure, because I felt humiliated, and I cared about other people's eyes."

"Looking for trouble, I told you that other people's eyes are not that important anymore." Gu Yuan coughed twice, "However, the performance was a success, at least it left a good impression on us."

"Hehehe, thank you...Actually, I didn't come to you today to talk about this with you."

The girl put down her chopsticks and looked over solemnly.

"Last time you asked me what happened between me and Feng Ziqiu, I said I'll tell you when I get the chance."

Qi Yu stopped here, Gu Yuan blinked, and didn't speak, only the hot pot on the induction cooker continued to churn, and white water vapor floated upwards.

(End of this chapter)