Chapter 13： The paper is short and the love is long, try to get better

The night was silent, and from time to time there was the sound of the night elves flapping their wings when they flew over the flowers and leaves.

Jian Mei’s voice is exceptionally clear this night. There are many people in this world who want him to die. Perhaps the few who want him to live are only for profit, while Jian Mei’s sadness is so strong, so purely without magazines, Lu Xingwang was able to block all the tricks, and blocked the pressure from the outside world, but when faced with such an unconventional feeling, he was somewhat powerless to parry.

He himself is a pool of black water with no vitality, so what he can teach Jane can only be the cruelty of this world, but at this moment, he suddenly didn't want to make the boy who was heartbroken be sad.

"Jian Mei."

Lu Xingwang called him in a low voice.

This is also the first time he has called Jian ambiguous name. When the young man's low and magnetic voice says these two words, he will give people a serious feeling: "You must know that many times, life and death are not in your control. "

Jane's heart tightened and she unconsciously slowed down her breathing.

"But, I will live well." Lu Xing looked down. He used to be a little cold towards Jian Mei, but at this moment, with a rare, imperceptible gentleness: "What are you crying? I can't die for the time being. "

His Royal Highness, who can handle all kinds of problems perfectly, is very bad at comforting people. Jian on the phone endured it and cried again without being stretched. He didn't know why he was crying. Maybe it was because of his friend's leaving. It may be because of the violent parting that always comes, of course, it may also be because of his own powerlessness, watching the people around him leave, he can do nothing.

This evening, Jian Mei held the broken mecha warrior and talked a lot about Lu Xing. He said that Xiaopeng was very handsome when he had hair before chemotherapy. They used to sneak out of the ward and go to the back garden together. Little Fireworks, he said, he actually likes some organ rafting activities in the amusement park. Every time he sees others can play, he is really envious. He said, in fact, he wants to go to many places. .

They talked for a long time. When the phone was dead, Jian Mei remembered to charge it. He saw an inquiry window popped up from the WeChat system and began to say things he didn't understand:

Hidden task unlocked successfully:

Congratulations, you have accumulated more than 8 hours of calling √

A total of 1230 chat messages √

The pop-up window asked him: "Your account balance has a total of 200 gold coins remaining, and it has reached the standard for unlocking [Transfer Object]. Do you want to unlock it?"

?

what is that.

Jian Mei was busy looking for the charger, clicked the OK button and left it alone. After that, there was a brief update on the phone screen and he didn't see it. After he got the charger for the small round cake, he quickly plugged it in and watched. It was only after the last 1% showed that charging started.

"Good night." Jian Mei said to the man on the other end: "Then I'm going to bed, and you should go to bed earlier."

When Lu Xing, who was a listener, realized that the child was finally no longer in sorrow, he nodded, "Go."

Arro, who brought him the medicine, brought the medicine in. His Highness didn’t drink much medicine on weekdays, and seemed to not take his body seriously, even though the priest had warned that not taking medicine on time might accelerate the dispersion of toxins and shorten the time. She didn't care about her lifespan either, A Ruo looked anxious in her eyes, but no one could persuade her, and she couldn't.

A Ruo said next to him: "Your Highness, it's time to take medicine."

"Yeah." Lu Xing glanced pretentiously and said, "Bring it over."

A Ruo was taken aback, and even wondered if she had heard it wrong. She stayed where she couldn't believe it, and saw Lu Xing raised her eyes and looked at herself: "What?"

"No!"

A Ruo became happy and hurriedly delivered the medicine. No matter who or what reason, Her Royal Highness started not resisting the medicine and treatment, she thanked that person's eight-generation ancestors!

the other side

Jian Mei hung up the phone and got into the quilt. Because it was too late to talk, she fell asleep quickly, and the charger for the small round cake next to it began to faintly flash in blue light after the upgrade, and she turned over. The armored warrior slid down, just hitting the small round cake, making a slight noise, and the blue light suddenly brightened. When the light diminished, the mecha warrior was gone.

at the same time-

"Patter"

A crisp voice sounded on the desk, and Lu Xing, who was reading the information, saw that a red mecha warrior appeared out of thin air on the desk filled with various organ documents.

"..."

All this is very weird, but it seems to be so natural. The young man paused, and finally reached out and picked up the mecha warrior. He had heard Jian Mei's story about Xiaopeng before. He should have a little understanding of this. It is a kind of toy for people over there, but based on his research on mechas, the mechanism of this toy is very low-level and simple, and because of wear and tear, some of the things in it have been broken.

Under the light, the red mecha villain is holding a sword, like a righteous and brave knight.

A faint smile appeared in Lu Xingwang's eyes, and he was a little angry: "Did you cry while holding it?"

There is a button on the back of the mech warrior, which connects the line inside. Pressing it should trigger action skills and special effects. Unfortunately, some things inside have been corrupted, so it can’t be triggered. He looked at the villain and thought about it tomorrow. Well, I want to teach him to face the cruelty of the world, but I think of the regret that Jian Mei cried to himself...

Silence for a moment

Lu Xing got up and opened the secret door behind the hall door. It was a technologically-savvy operating room. The young man in Chinese clothes sat down on the cold desk with various new types of mecha components. They are all parts of the small and medium-sized dangerous organs in the universe, but now they are picked out by Lu Xing arbitrarily to reorganize the internal parts for the mecha warriors.

…

Next day

Jian Mei found that his mecha warrior was inexplicable!

Although the appearance was still the red knight, one day, when he accidentally pressed the switch, the mecha warrior turned on again! And he really can sing like Xiaopeng said. It has been more than half a month since he came back from the hospital that day, but he hasn't tried to press the button because Xiaopeng said it was broken and he never tried it, but he accidentally touched it today. It's just fine, is there such a good thing in the world?

The bgm of the mecha warrior is very passionate. He sang: "No matter how many unknowns are ahead, I am not afraid of hardships and difficulties. I will guard my persistence and bravery..."

Jian Mei raised her eyebrows and swept away a few days of haze. She couldn't wait to share this good news with Xiaopeng. They had no phone but only an address. After school, his father came to pick him up. After learning of the child's request, Jian's father did not refuse. , After driving for a few hours, Jian Mei came to City B to find Xiaopeng.

However, what awaits them is the black and white and dazzling one posted at the entrance of the alley: Lay

The warm yellow sunset fell on people, and Jian Mei was still holding the mecha warrior in his arms. When he came, he was full of joy and wished to arrive earlier. Now standing at the entrance of the alley, he refuses to take a step forward, holding the machine. Warrior A's knuckles were white, and he stood stubbornly on the spot, as if if he kept evading like this, he would never have to face it.

"Is it... Little Jane?"

Behind her came a tired female voice.

Jian Mo turned around and saw a woman wearing a black T-shirt. This woman looked particularly haggard, her eyes swollen from crying were full of unfading sadness. She walked over and took Jian Mo away for about 20 years. Minutes away, I came to a cemetery and said as he walked, "I left a few days ago. When we left, we took him to the hospital. Aunt Li’s child next door was blind. He said he wanted to help others and let that child. You can go back to school to study. You know Xiaopeng likes to read books the most. He said that in the future he also wants Aunt Li's baby to see books..."

While talking, the woman covered her mouth, tears falling uncontrollably: "Also let us try not to be too far away from home, saying that we can't find him in case of ambiguity."

The first in the ninth row is a brand new tombstone.

On the tombstone is a colorful photo. It is a young man with a bright smile, looking big at the camera. It is bright and bright. It will be the end of life. What is left to this world is still warm sunshine.

The parents wisely walked a little further away, and in front of the tombstone was Jian Mei's lonely figure. He stepped forward and sat down against the tombstone. It was like many times when he sat next to Xiaopeng, and the two of them cuddled up. Together, the evening wind blew through with some coolness, and Jian Mei said softly: "Xiaopeng, I'm coming to see you."

He bowed his head and pressed the button of the mecha warrior.

The red mecha warrior glowed all over and began to sing. It didn't understand sadness, but mechanically sang brave songs.

"Look, it's okay." Jian Mei shook at the tombstone: "Like you said, it's really majestic when it shines."

"The second grade textbook is so difficult"

"What major should I take the exam in the future?"

"Why don't you wait for me..."

He talked a lot, until the sky was completely dark before being taken away by Jian's father.

On the way back, his father took him to the bookstore and bought the exercise book for the school. Who knew he met the patient’s family, a woman with a child. After seeing Father Jane, she was extremely excited and kept telling her gratitude. The man in this family had cancer. There was no hope. It was Jian's father's team who managed to save the person and let the backbone of the family survive.

Jian Mei watched behind for a long time.

Until Jane's father came over and took his hand and said, "What are you looking at?"

Jian Mei's hands were cold, he held his father's warm palms, and walked a few steps before saying: "Dad, life and death are not your own decisions, right?"

Father Jian paused. He looked down at his younger son. The elegant man thought for a while and showed a gentle smile: "There is no standard answer to this question, but for my father, he tries his best to keep the patient alive and guard their hope of life. It’s my only decision."

Rejuvenate with a wonderful hand, save the dead and heal the wounded.

The study room at home was covered with plaques, and my grandfather’s pharmacy was filled with various pennants. Before Jian Mei didn’t quite understand the meaning of those things. He felt how sad and painful it would be to be a doctor every day to deal with patients suffering from illness. Ah, but suddenly, at this moment, he seemed to understand a little bit, and he understood what grandpa and father were holding on and protecting.

After getting in the car, the child who had not spoken raised his head and said to the person in front: "Dad, can I see a doctor's book with you in the future?"

Jian's father was taken aback.

From the mirror of the car, he saw Jian Mei's face in the back seat. That childish face was so serious for the first time. The light in the car was very dim, but there was light in Jian Mei's round eyes, the sight of him and his father. He met, pulled open the corners of his mouth, and made a clear voice: "I want to study medicine."