If you can love like this

Chapter 96

Always heaven is a place nearby
And even when I go to sleep
I still can hear your voice
And those words (your words)
I never will forget (I never will forget)

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A place nearby's singing sounded in my ears again, dreaming?I try to open my eyes, it's not a dream, the trance daylight outside the window shines in through the window, it's very clear, I heard someone playing music downstairs.Did I sleep very deeply, and I didn't drink alcohol, why do I feel weak all over?I shook my head, got up from the bed, it was a new day, I could bathe in the real sunshine, how about him?My heart twitched suddenly, Mochi!Looking around, there is no one in the new house, the red happy letter is pasted on the dressing table, and the flowers on the bedside are pouring out their fragrance.But what about people?
I opened the door and the music was closer, downstairs.There was a person sitting on the sofa in the living room, it was Milan, who had been sitting there for some time, she looked like a statue.Did she listen to music all night?She also likes this piece by Lene Marlin?She should like it, because when she looked up at me, there were faint traces of tears on her face, she was dazed, and it took her a long time to say: "You finally woke up."

"Where are people? Where did they go?" I hurried downstairs without even putting on my shoes, "Frank didn't see it either, and I'm still waiting for him to take me to the hospital, and I don't know how Mochi is now. "

"You don't need to look for him, he is in the hospital now." Milan said.

"Why didn't he wake me up when he went to the hospital? Oops, Mochi!" I said as I was about to rush out the door.

"Kao'er!" Milan stopped me, "Wait a minute...I have something to tell you."

"Oh, what can't be said later, I have to rush to the hospital now!"

"Kao'er!" Milan suddenly yelled loudly, almost in a tone of reprimand, which made me turn around and stare at her with wide eyes. Intuition, terrible intuition, swept over without warning.At that moment, I saw the last thing I wanted to face in Milan's face, and I gasped and could barely breathe.

"Before you go to the hospital, there is something I must tell you." Milan came over and pulled me to sit on the edge of the sofa, "You have to bravely accept the reality..."

I didn't look at Milan, my head started to feel dizzy, and my whole body shook like chaff, shaking more than the trees in the morning wind outside. I was clearly in the room, but it sounded like a strong wind whistling in my ears, flying sand and rocks, this time it was not the wilderness, It felt like being in a desolate desert.

"Calm down, it has already happened, and no one has the ability to stop it...Moreover, it's not as you imagined, it's like this..." Milan himself became incoherent, trying his best to make his expression clearer, " You may not know that no one donated a heart to Geng Mochi, all of this is a lie, of course, a white lie, but...the terminally ill patient exists, he is...Qi Shuli..."

There was a loud bang, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, it shocked my eyes, and the surroundings suddenly fell into deathly silence.I was like a fool, staring blankly at Milan, completely unable to understand what she was saying.

Milan also looked at me, and said in a low voice: "He has liver cancer, not gallstones. It is already at an advanced stage, and there is no cure at all, unless a new liver is transplanted, or the possibility of this is very small, because there is really no cure. The cancer is cured, the cancer cells have spread... But Geng Mochi's liver is healthy, and their match is just right. I don't know what kind of disputes they have experienced. In the end, Geng Mochi decided to donate his liver. Qi Shuli had to accept it, even if it was a glimmer of hope, otherwise neither of them would be able to survive..."

When Milan said this, tears were streaming down her face. She took out a tissue from the tissue box on the coffee table to wipe away her tears. Obviously, she hadn’t slept all night, and her eyes were covered with dark circles. It took two days to do it, who knows last night...the hospital called and said that Geng Mochi was dying, Qi Shuli had to use sleeping pills to put you to sleep, and he had to go to the hospital to receive Geng Mochi's liver transplant..."

"No...no! No!" I screamed, and stood up straight like an electric shock and rushed out the door.Milan chased me out, helped me into her BMW, and stepped on the accelerator to fly towards the hospital.When I arrived at the hospital, the car hadn't stopped, so I rolled out of the car and couldn't get up. Milan pulled me up and almost dragged me into the hospital building.

That door is just ahead.

Less than 50 meters away.

"Mortuary" is thought-stopping.

I can't move no matter what, I don't believe that Geng Mochi is lying inside, how is it possible?Didn't it say 48 hours?How long has it been, not even 36 hours!

The letters "Mortuary" were moving near and far in front of my eyes, shaking violently.I was already limp and weak as if my whole body had been cramped. Milan and another nurse helped me in, and I saw him lying there with a white cloth covering his whole body, stiff, just like Qi Shujie who died many years ago. The scene in the morgue was exactly the same.

Is this the reincarnation of fate?

Is this the result of my struggle?
I knew he was going to leave eventually, but I didn't expect him to leave this way.In order to make me depend on for the rest of my life, he actually donated his liver to help another person's life, and let that person complete his mission of love in this life for him.Yes, his mission has been completed. This is obviously an adventure he has planned for a long time. It must be an adventure. How does he know that the operation will be successful?How can one determine whether the beloved woman can accept this cruel arrangement?

But he has no choice, come to this world for a while, he can't take anything away, but he has to leave something behind, and let his love continue through others. For this reason, he is willing to take risks. In fact, he has always been Just be adventurous.

I threw myself on his body and cried hoarsely, hugged his stiff body and shook him desperately, as if he was just asleep and could be woken up by shaking, "Why this result? Why? I don't want this result, Mochi, I don't want... Don't you still not understand that my life without you is meaningless, why don't you understand? Mochi... If I can get happiness without you, why have I struggled until today..."

After crying, I started to retch.

Milan also cried, and I couldn't breathe, so she beat my back.

It didn't work, I couldn't vomit and started coughing.A bitter sweet smell rushed to my throat, and I swallowed it back.I couldn't cough up blood on him, couldn't let him walk away with blood.He is such a person, lonely and arrogant all his life, he comes clean, and he will leave clean.Now I am hugging him, I really wish I was holding a piano, he can't play, I will help him play, and be his bosom friend for the rest of his life.Even if it is death, if I can replace him, I will have no hesitation.But there is no way, even if I cut my own veins immediately and flow blood in front of him, I can't stop him from walking away, and I will try my best to the end, so everything is in vain.

And I have no strength left to cry.

I can only take out his hand covered with a white cloth and press it against my cheek.

As if nothing has changed, as if we were so close yesterday.

Nothing has changed, his and my love.

In fact, it is already immortal.

But I still feel a little different, what happened to his hand?Thick and roomy, nothing like his.Mochi's hands are slender, gentle, very elegant and have individuality. I still remember the romantic and uninhibited dance of his fingers on the black and white keys, and I even trimmed his nails the day before yesterday... I stopped crying, I picked up his hand and looked at it carefully. I was stunned by the huge shock. I put down his hand and stared at his face covered by the white cloth.

"Mochi, is that you?"

Three years ago, under the cherry blossom tree in Nagoya, I called his name like this. At that time, he could stand up and walk towards me, but now, he is standing here, is he really standing here? ?
I've never been so nervous, and the hairs on my body stand on end.

Is it really him?really?

(End of this chapter)