Sweet Green Plum Cultivation Program

Chapter 118 Parting ([-])

Anmu hasn't been to school for a long time.

Lin Jingjing looked eagerly at his vacant seat every day, eager to see through.

She pinched the mango jelly in the drawer and sighed secretly.She originally planned to share this jelly with An Mu when he came back, but she didn't send it out until now.

She was very worried, because if it was just a minor illness, according to An Mu's attitude towards study, it would be impossible for her not to come to school for such a long time.

She dared not think any further.

However, there are some things, some truths, as if destined in the dark, and she will definitely know.

When she took the test paper to ask questions that day, Song Yao was on the phone with someone, her face was serious.She stood aside and heard the words "stomach cancer", "suspension of school", "fundraising", etc., and her heart skipped a beat.

She froze in place, fled the scene in a hurry before Song Yao hung up the phone, and slumped on the chair as if she had lost her soul.

Then she shook her head, reassuring herself that maybe she had heard wrong.

Until Song Yao proposed to raise money for An Mu who was suffering from stomach cancer in class, she suddenly felt that the sky was about to fall.

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An Mu didn't expect such a result.

He remembered being carried to the infirmary by Xu Gan that day, and the school doctor said he was helpless.He curled up on the hospital bed in pain, sweating profusely from the pain.In a hazy state of consciousness, he seemed to hear his aunt's voice.

Wake up and be in the hospital.

On the day of the diagnosis, all the parents who worked in other places came back.This is the first time their family has been reunited during a non-Chinese New Year holiday, but only in the hospital.

Holding the test results, An's mother cried out of breath, distraught, and kept muttering: "How could this be... how could it be?"

Father An was silent, his brows were full of sorrow.

An Mu didn't feel much about his stomach cancer. Except for the pungent smell of disinfectant in the hospital, which made him uncomfortable, everything else made him very satisfied. He was immersed in the short-lived family reunion. in happiness.

In order for him to get better treatment, he was transferred to the hospital in the imperial capital.

The days in the ward were very boring. He always thought of the days in school, when he could see a mango jelly on the table every day when he went to the classroom.

I don't know how she is...

She should have known about his illness, would she feel sorry for him?
He looked out of the window, it was already the end of December, the window was covered with frost, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

A few days later, Song Yao sent a large box of things, saying that it was sent to him by his classmates, and there were small notes written by everyone.

He sat up from the hospital bed in surprise, and found a bag of mango jelly from a large box full of items, and there was a note written by her in the bag.

"I wish a speedy recovery - Lin Jingjing"

He looked at the small note repeatedly, caressing it lightly like a treasure, just a few words, he just grinned silly for a long time.

The days in the hospital were probably the happiest time in his life. He could see his parents every day when he woke up, and finally he didn't have to depend on others to watch people's faces.

Although the chemotherapy reaction caused him to lose his hair endlessly, and the pain made him unable to think about eating and drinking, he was holding a mango jelly every day, and he was happy in his heart.

Another month passed, and as the year approached, Changhe also gave senior high school students a fifteen-day winter vacation.Lin Jingjing mysteriously told him to rest well at night, and there will be a surprise the next day.

He thought she had sent something over, so he fell asleep with endless anticipation and excitement.

It was his first good night's sleep in recent days.

Early the next morning, the first heavy snowfall of winter fell in the imperial capital.

That silly girl and her friends traveled thousands of miles from province H to the imperial capital to see him.The small ward was occupied by them, crowded and warm.

Friends surrounded him and asked him how he was, only she stood in the middle and looked at him who was so emaciated, her eyes were instantly clouded with water.

The friends all made excuses to leave, leaving only him and her in the ward.

The warmth in the ward melted the snow that fell on her shoulders and wet the fabric of her shoulders.She tried her best to smile, and asked with a trembling voice, "When are you going back?"

He said slowly: "It should be impossible to take the college entrance examination with you, and you may have to repeat the grade when you go back."

"Oh." She smiled, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes when she smiled, "It's okay, then we meet again, you will be my elementary school brother."

"You must get better, and then you will be my elementary school brother, and I will come back to see you after my university vacation."

Lin Jingjing's tears flowed non-stop, as if they were pulled together.

When An Mu saw her crying, he was confused, so he quickly took out a tissue and handed it to her, "Don't cry."

She didn't take the tissue, An Mu had no choice but to gently wipe away her tears.Through the thin tissue, his fingertips felt the temperature of her face.He paused, and Lin Jingjing looked at him without blinking.

He withdrew his hand, a little embarrassed.After a long time, he asked: "Jingjing, if... I mean if, if I really die... will you feel sorry for me?"

He didn't dare to look at her anymore, he didn't know what expression she had now, about a few seconds later, the girl's warm and sweet breath rushed to his face, her soft arms wrapped around his neck, and her head gently rested on his On his shoulders, his body stiffened instantly.

She cried and said, "Can you not make me feel sorry for you? I'll wait for you to get better, okay?"

An Mu's heart was beating wildly, and his mind went blank.But hearing her ask this sentence, a burst of unbearable sadness welled up in my heart.

His lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

Unable to respond, and dare not respond.Cancer, how many people can be successfully cured?Even he himself doesn't know how many days he can live...

In fact, he felt unprecedented satisfaction during the hospitalization period. Apart from him, he had two younger brothers at home. He didn't have to worry about his parents getting old and having nothing to depend on after he left.If there is anything he misses in this world, she is probably the only one left.

He was silent suddenly, and then showed a helpless smile.The stiff arm patted her on the back lightly, reassuring her not to cry.But Lin Jingjing cried even harder.

What he didn't know was that Lin Jingjing had planned half a month in advance to meet him.But she didn't expect that when she came to him, when she saw him who was so skinny from the pain, she just remembered crying. She felt so distressed.

An Mu was originally very thin, with a dark complexion, but lying on the hospital bed made him feel pale and weak for no reason.

Tears fell silently.

Of course she knew how low the cancer survival rate was.He is such a good boy, why should it be him?
But she forgot that no one said that a good person would not get sick.

(End of this chapter)