His words completely knocked all my senses away.
Tears slipped down, and he gently wiped them off for me with his fingers and gently stroked my cheek: "you've lost a lot of weight, and you're not willing to give up mine, Xiaomi."
"Pei Feng." I couldn't help but say, "why did you come?"
"I've never left, Xiaomi. I'm worried about your body."
"What's the matter with me? How can I suddenly faint? My body was not so bad before. I think there was something wrong." didn't he take me for a full body examination last time? He should know.
Maybe so, so he said that he had never left me and he was worried about me.
"It'll be fine."
"Don't lie to me, okay, Pei Feng, I don't know enough. I hate that kind of thing that is always good for me, and then I don't know anything. I still think others owe me. It's unfair to me."
He listened and just dropped his head.
After a while, he looked up at me again: "take a rest and keep your spirits up. I'll take you back to Beijing tomorrow and I'll cure you. Xiaomi, believe me, I'm a great doctor, right?"
I understand: "I've always had a headache recently. Is there something wrong with my head? I've had surgery before. Has it recurred again?"
"I'll fix you, Xiaomi."
He just told me that, and what I saw was his persistence and a little fear. Peifeng, who has always been confident, was actually afraid.
Does uncle Pei know my situation and don't want me to be with Peifeng anyway because my situation is bad?
I was wondering, but my mind was still confused.
The nurse came in and gave me an injection, which made me a little painful. After pulling it out, Peifeng wiped me with a cotton swab, and then rubbed my skin.
I know to take care of me. He has always been very dedicated and careful.
I fell asleep and woke up, but he was using his mobile phone. I didn't know what to look at. He looked very seriously. His other hand was still on my wrist, and my fingers gently held his hand.
He turned his head and his eyes were full of smiles and tenderness. The black pupil was as beautiful as a blooming lotus.
"Xiaomi, are you awake and hungry?"
"A little."
"Feel better."
"Well, very good."
"That's good. I'll have someone buy some food. It's time to come back later. You drink first."
I also felt a little thirsty: "OK."
He got up, went to pour warm water and shook the pot: "there's a little left. There's a lot of scale. I'll get some boiled water back."
"Well, no hurry."
He closed the door and went out. His mobile phone was still on the bed. I took his mobile phone and looked at it. He didn't have time to turn off the web page. It was a brain tumor.
My God became a little pale in an instant. Did I have a tumor in my head?
How terrible it is. Can it be brain cancer?
So he doesn't have so much confidence. So his father insisted that I leave him.
I'm only 30 years old. Although I feel very old in my heart, I'm not tired of the world.
Moreover, some people are reluctant to let me go, and I am not willing to let him go.
How could this happen? Why, why is it like this?
Pei Feng came back with water, poured a cup into the cup and gently blew: "wait a little longer, it's still a little hot."
"I don't want to drink," I said dully.
Then I turned to my side and didn't want him to see my face. I was also afraid to see his exploratory eyes, which would see through my mind.
It's really hard for me to accept such a thing. Why did it come to me? What a terrible thing.
It's better to kill me directly when there was an accident. If I didn't die, I didn't have a blessing. Instead, I'm like this now. Why are there so many hardships when I'm alive.
"Then put it here and wait a minute. If you want to drink, say it."
The door knocked: "Mr. Pei, the food you asked for has arrived."
"OK." he got up and opened the door, busy there.
I smelled the smell of the food. He said softly, "millet, come and have some food. Your favorite porridge and ribs."
"I don't want to."
"There are several kinds of side dishes that will be very appetizing. Have some."
"I really don't want to eat, Pei Feng." I began to get a little impatient: "you eat. After eating, you go and do your work. I want to be quiet alone."
You'd better ignore me and let me live and die here alone. I don't want to tell anyone. Even my third brother doesn't want to say it. I just want to stay alone.
He was not angry, but turned to the other side, squatted down and looked at me face to face. As soon as I pulled the quilt, I turned my back to him.
He sighed and stretched out his hand to cover my forehead: "fortunately, it's not hot. Do you have a headache again, Xiaomi? I'll rub it for you."
"You can't die."
"Xiaomi, if you feel bad, you scold me and take it out on me."
I'm not so willful, but I'm really unwilling.
His fingers gently rubbed my forehead, and my irritability slowly decreased. Peifeng, how can I lose my temper on you? If you're not here, I don't know how to despair and how to face it.
I know I'm unwilling, but I also know that you won't stop.
You said you were a good doctor and made me believe you.
Anger and injury can't solve anything. I turned to see him: "Peifeng, I'm sorry."
"What's the matter?" he still asked gently, "you're just uncomfortable. Don't tell me anything. I'm sorry. Be obedient. Get up and sit down and eat."
"OK."
He helped me sit up, took a pillow and cushioned my back. He brought porridge and vegetables and came to feed me.
"I'll just eat it myself."
"I want to feed you. In the future, no matter what, I will take care of you myself. Xiaomi, I just ask you not to say goodbye. I love you and I like you. You are far more important to me than you think."
I'm a little confused. Is it really so important for him?
"One day, you may forget me, or you may remember, Xiaomi, but I won't blame you for everything. Some things are doomed in three days, but seven points are man-made. I will fight for your business, and I won't let go."
"You'll cure me, won't you?" I asked him softly.
He nodded: "it will."
"Pei Feng, if you are tired, just say it." my nose is sour and my tears almost slip down. If you say it, I know I should be sensible and I won't pester you. But now, I really can't leave you. I don't want to think about any more things.