Three generations of love in Lanxi Town

Chapter 86 84: Wang Chuan's Medical Miracle【②】

"I'll go shopping first." Wang Chuan said, walking into the store.

The person walked into the store, but his eyes were drawn out of the window.

Outside the window, a few naughty children are playing, many of them are green plums, cattle and horses, and there are slight contact collisions from time to time, childhood sweethearts.

"Send it!" The big man is enjoying himself to his heart's content.

On the other side, two little old men were sitting on a small bench chatting, showing off their youthful and frivolous past.Speaking of excitement, one of the little old men suddenly stood up, while the other fell asleep.

Wang Chuan withdrew his gaze, glanced at the hanger, and selected a favorite piece of clothing.After paying the bill and changing into new clothes, Wang Chuan decided to go to a park that he used to like very much across the two streets not far away.

Not long after, Wang Chuan came to the park he had visited many times, and felt the cool wind.Because it is almost late autumn, the sycamore forest by the side of the road crushed the autumn fruit and sifted all over the ground, and couldn't help dropping some withered and yellow leaves in the wind, which slowly fell to the ground profusely.

Through the air with autumn leaves floating in front of his eyes, he seemed to see the cloudy eyes full of helplessness and pain of the counselors, and heard the brothers' incessant panting after returning from the war.

The autumn leaves in front of me are still falling with the wind, one after another. "Is this life crying to me?" Wang Chuan murmured.

Suddenly there was a desire to reach out and grab a fallen leaf, so I slowly stretched out my hand, and a fiery red sycamore leaf immediately fell on the palm of my hand.

Looking carefully at this autumn leaf, I found that the autumn leaf had been torn.Its withered body still has a clear and curved scar, but there is a small sycamore leaf attached to the scar.It's growing after the scars and the broken leaves!
Another gust of breeze blew away the leaves in his hands, but what still surged in Wang Chuan's mind was the red leaf that communicates with the soul.Wang Chuan suddenly felt that this leaf was a hint of life to him, because the life of the leaf was so similar to his situation.

"Isn't that deep wound the painful decision that life made me make? Why can it grow another small leaf tenaciously at one end of the scar, and still vigorously continue its short life? But I am always hesitating. On the desperate lifeline, is it always difficult to break free from the shackles of fate? I should cheer up and be responsible for my life. After all, life is too precious, and even a little bit of loss will bring endless pain.

Looking at the bright red phoenix forest, Wang Chuan shed tears excitedly.

The long journey of life will never stop. Human civilization is like a long night, boundless and unpredictable, like stars that never change (unless they are killed by the will of heaven), with a long history and endless life...

When Wang Chuan turned around and walked out of the woods, he said silently in his heart: Thank you for the sycamore leaves, thank you for life.

　"Death Zhang Xianzhi"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)