Chapter 60

Jennifer looked at the room casually, and soon noticed the confusion left on the bed next door, a dark blue backpack, a pair of scraps of paper, and some handicraft tools. "What's today's activity to make?"

In order to keep the muscles developed and flexible, Heather has to do a lot of reconstruction every day. Even the movement of fingers like writing can be regarded as a kind of reconstruction.

"Kite." Heather subconsciously replied, but then he responded, and he didn't answer the question, "no, today's reconstruction is not to make anything, but..." Heather was a little upset, and didn't want to continue talking about his reconstruction, so he cut off the words directly, "anyway, those are not reconstruction things, just... Just..." Heather couldn't find a suitable word to describe, This feeling is really terrible!

Jennifer can detect the contradiction and tangle of heather, and she doesn't force further, but half jokingly condemns, "so, what about the kite? Does this guy make half the stuff and then slip away? "

Heather didn't speak. She turned her head and looked out of the window. Her expression was so obscure that people couldn't guess.

Jennifer was a little surprised. She went to the window and saw the happy crowd below. Alex was holding a kite and running down the slope. Behind her, a little girl was pulling the kite shaft. Behind her, a tall man squatted down, holding the kite line in his hands and controlling the speed of the kite, Then a group of little guys ran aimlessly behind Alex.

Laughter, noise, noise... Flying in the early spring sun, the vitality in the air broke through the shackles of winter, and let it out heartily. There were many hospitalized children and parents standing next to them, all of them seemed to be watching the heat, and their faces couldn't help laughing.

Inadvertently, the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Mount Sinai Hospital is a children's hospital. Although people try hard to keep optimistic and the children's laughter is always boisterous, the heaviness in their heart is always lingering. Those young lives suffering from diseases are always unbearable. But today, the laughter stirred by the breeze makes the whole hospital alive.

Looking back, Jennifer saw that Heather loosened her teeth quickly, but the blood color of her lips revealed what she had just done. The stubbornness of her eyes could not hide her surging admiration.

In the past few months, whenever she was free, she would come to see heather. Maybe because they were both girls and of similar age, Heather didn't exclude her approach, which made them good friends. Today, however, Heather's reaction is somewhat abnormal.

After thinking about it, Jennifer asked in a thoughtful tone, "Heather, is he the kite maker?" Although there was no indication, Jennifer's intuition told her that Heather knew who she was talking about, but she did not answer directly. Instead, she lowered her eyes and avoided the question, which was even more strange.

Suddenly, with a flash in her head, Jennifer said tentatively, "so, is he the guy?" The guy who disappeared from work for nearly eight months.

About that guy's story, Jennifer heard that her ears were calloused. Every nurse here knew him, and many people praised him. Later, he left New York for work, and he kept calling back to inquire about the situation. Even Heather was no exception. She always talked about that guy's funny stories happily, as if the memories were bright yellow.

But with the advance of time, he never came back to New York. Heather gradually began to lose his smile and almost thought that he would never come back, just like her friends who were disappearing in her life. As a result, Heather closed her heart again and refused to make new friends. Even the reconstruction was not so active. It was like... Giving up.

As soon as her words came out, she could see Heather's brow wrinkled. The fluctuation of her eyes could hardly be covered. Even if she didn't speak, she had got the answer she wanted.

Jennifer turned her head and looked out of the window again. Because of the distance, she couldn't see the person's face. She could only vaguely see a figure the size of a palm. However, the bright smile, which was enough to darken the sun, was clearly reflected in her eyes, and her eyes were always leaning towards him involuntarily.

"Yes, that's him." Heather answered abruptly, breaking the silence in the room. "He's Langley."

"The legendary blue rite!" Jennifer joked meaningfully. The secret between the girls was so obvious that she almost hinted that Heather was secretly in love with lenley.

"I just like the music he recommends," he said After the explanation, Heather thought it was not enough, so he added, "he's a very learned man. He seems to know everything. I just enjoy the conversation with him."

No one can know everything. But Jennifer didn't break Heather's fantasy bubble. Every girl will have a secret love object, which seems to be omnipotent. Every move is shining like the sun. As long as he appears, it is the world. Every girl is the same. But Jennifer can't help recalling her secret love object, which is... High school? Or junior high school? The memory has become so fuzzy.

"So, lanli is finally back. Shouldn't you be happy?" Asked Jennifer curiously.

Heather quietly looked out of the window, her eyes showed a trace of envy, she envied those people can run wantonly, with her feet to feel the solid and heavy earth; She envies those people who can laugh wildly and never feel the heat and blockage in their lungs; She envies those people who can enjoy the sunshine, speak, write and walk like a normal person, which are taken for granted by other patients, but they are separated from her body bit by bit. She had a sense of shame.

"But he will leave again after all, won't he?" Said Heather softly. She was tired of going through the parting again and again.

Jennifer sighed. "How do you know he's not worried about your leaving in his heart?"

"How can I leave? I'm trapped here! Forever He even sat up, clenched his fists, flushed his cheeks, and tried his best to express his anger.

Jennifer wanted to give her a hug, but she held it back because she knew that Heather didn't need comfort and compassion at this moment. "Heather, you know what I mean." There is no cure for this disease. Therefore, at the end of time, the first person to leave is likely to be Heather, not Langley, or others. "Langley chose to come back. He has more courage than others, but you chose to escape."

Jennifer's words are so cruel, cruelly directly cut Heather's mask, let her shame, but she did not stop, but then said, "the doctor said, you can still walk." Heather's condition developed faster than expected, but it didn't get worse. Now she can still walk, but she chose to give up.

Heather was stabbed to the pain, speechless, can only yell at Jennifer, "you don't know, you don't know anything, you are a healthy person, you stand by to see my jokes, your words are so easy, but you don't know what it means to me!" Heather pointed in the direction of the door. "Get out, I ask you to get out!"

Jennifer opened her mouth and wanted to say something else, but after a moment's hesitation, she strode away.

She wants to help Heather. She wants to help Heather urgently, but she is still too young after all. In her 20-year-old life, she has not experienced so many big waves. Sometimes, even if she wants to help, she is powerless. This sense of powerlessness and frustration made her hate herself.

However, she also knows that it's not about herself. The patients suffering from the disease are the protagonists. She can't force the patients to accept her kindness because of her powerlessness and urgency, can she?

When she left the ward, her brain was in a mess. Before she could look up, she saw a wall at the door. She stepped back half a step and looked up to see Lan Li standing at the door. She was stunned because she recognized the man she met at the Los Angeles Airport last time, and the kite on the other side's hand implied that, He is the lanli in Heather's mouth. The amount of information is too much. For a moment, Jennifer can't handle it completely.

Lanli also saw her in front of him. Her eyebrows rose slightly. He just heard the tail of the quarrel and wondered who it was. Unexpectedly, he saw a completely unexpected character. However, there are more important tasks at this time. Lanli nods to Jennifer with a smile. Without saying anything more, he pushes the door of the ward and goes in.

"Get out!" Heather didn't see who it was, so he roared. But this time she didn't get a response, so she yelled again, "get out of here!" Look up, and then you see blue.

With a butterfly kite in his hand, Lan Li stood in the same place with a smile. He didn't show any difference because of Heather's ups and downs. He just stood in the same place quietly and steadily.

Heather only felt that she had bumped into a cotton wall. It was terrible that she couldn't make it out. So she turned her head angrily and refused to communicate with lanli in any form.

Lanli walked to the window again and carefully put the kite up. Then he stepped back two steps to have a look at it. After confirmation, he showed a smile to Heather, "I'll go first. See you next week, Heather." As if nothing had happened just now, lanli went to the side, cleaned up the things, and then left the room.

The room was quiet again, but Heather's eyes could not help falling on the kite. Behind the transparent window was the blue sky. The kite was still there. It seemed a little disobedient but extremely harmonious. In his mind, he began to describe the flying appearance of the butterfly wind zither.