Chapter15
Early in the morning, the first ray of sunlight slanted into the sickroom.
Dust particles in the air dance in golden sunlight.
When Cheng Wei opened her eyes from her dream, the first thing she saw was still Xiao Mi's back standing guard beside her bed.
Xiaomi has been here for three days.
For three whole days, she didn't leave her aunt's sickroom, not to attend classes, nor return to the dormitory, and hadn't even gone to see Yin Tangyao in the intensive care unit next door.
Cheng Wan couldn't understand what was happening. Ever since Yin Tao's heart attack on his birthday, because she had to take care of her aunt, she didn't go with him. After that, everything became incomprehensible. Qi Guo said Yin Tao was very seriously ill and almost died, so Xiao Mi should be the most worried about him, right?
Why did Xiaomi stay by her aunt's bedside day and night, like a stone statue? From dawn till dusk, she stared blankly at her aunt, lost in thought, her shoulders as thin as a sheet of paper.
Chengyu walked over and saw that her aunt was still in a coma, so she asked Xiaomi softly: "Is the situation okay?"
Xiaomi nodded: "Cheng Auntie didn't wake up all night."
Cheng Yuan was silent.
Her aunt's coma lasted longer and longer, with less than five or six hours of wakefulness in a day. Although she had mentally prepared herself, the helplessness and pain of watching her aunt's condition worsen made her have nightmares even when she was asleep.
"Why not have an operation?"
Xiaomi bit her lip and asked.
Cheng Wan looked at her and said faintly, "The doctor says it's no use."
Xiaomi's body shook and her face turned pale: "Why? Let's change hospitals, maybe..."
Cheng Wan gazed at her aunt's pale face on the hospital bed, her eyebrows furrowed tightly. She turned around and walked to the window. Xiao Mi also came over, with an astonishing stubbornness in her eyes.
"We can find a better hospital..."
"How did you know that Auntie had a heart transplant?" At the time, the hospital did the heart transplant surgery for Auntie for free, with the only condition being that they couldn't tell anyone else about it. But three days ago, Xiaomi found out, and Pei You also knew, and Director Ren seemed to have tacitly agreed that from now on, Auntie's heart transplant could be made public.
“……”
Xiaomi fell silent, in the dawn light, her lips were pale and transparent.
"We didn't have any money, we've always been very poor. Luckily, we met many kind-hearted people, so my aunt could work as a dormitory administrator and I could attend Xiangyu University. My aunt had heart disease and her body was in very bad condition. If it wasn't for that heart transplant surgery, she might have passed away immediately at that time. Heart transplant surgery is something we couldn't afford, so the extra days my aunt has lived are like a gift from an angel..."
Cheng Yu said quietly:
"But the gift's deadline has arrived. The doctor said that due to Auntie's body being too weak before, plus the rejection reaction from the heart transplant, it triggered a severe failure of all bodily organs."
Xiaomi startled.
"If medical treatment still has any effect, even if we are very poor, I will take Aunt to all the hospitals." Chengyun gazed silently at Aunt Cheng on the hospital bed for a long time before continuing, "But...Aunt is so tired...You know that in order to brew rice wine for you, Aunt was exhausted and fell into a coma for two whole days without opening her eyes..."
Her eyelashes froze in a daze.
Tears of crystal dropped from Xiaomi's pale cheeks.
Cheng Wan smiled faintly and said to her, "I didn't mean to blame you. Because Auntie was very happy when she brewed rice wine for you, she was smiling, that smile even made me a little jealous, as if just brewing rice wine for you could make her so happy. Xiao Mi...Auntie really likes you..."
Morning sunlight.
On her sickbed, Aunt Cheng slept quietly, she slept very peacefully, with fine wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and a calm smile on her lips.
Dust particles dance in the golden light.
Xiaomi stood dazed by the window. Outside, the sky was a brilliant blue, with white clouds drifting gently across it. Her ears were filled with silence, her blood flowing slowly through her body, as if echoing, and in the dawn light, it quietly rippled out in layers.
"So, I don't want her to suffer too much anymore." Chengyuan opened the window and let in some cool breeze, saying softly, "We'll just stay by her side like this, maybe it's better that way."
Xiaomi couldn't say anything.
The gentle breeze blew her short hair into disarray, her eyes lost their luster, dark and empty, standing there in a daze for a long time, unable to come back to herself.
The hospital room door swung open silently.
Pei You walked in, he walked to the bedside and bowed his head to look at Cheng Ayi, gently pressing her wrist pulse, adjusting the speed of the infusion. Then, he raised his head and saw Cheng Yuan and Xiao Mi by the window.
Cheng Wan nodded at him.
He smiled and nodded, his eyes gently falling on the small millet beside her. Millet stared at him in a daze, with a kind of pain that didn't know what to do in her eyes, her lips trembling slightly, and then the same pain gradually appeared in his eyes too.
Silently.
Their eyes met in mid-air.
Cheng Yu lowered her head, not wanting to see Pei You and Xiao Mi gazing at each other again. It felt like she was being isolated. She picked up the thermos, preparing to go boil water, but just as she reached the door, it suddenly swung open with a "bang"!
Pale face.
Pale purple lips.
The nostrils flutter with small silver angels.
Yin Tang Yao leaned weakly against the door, his lips pursed tightly, his pupils dark and constricted, staring fixedly at the person in the hospital room. His chest heaved irregularly, his legs felt weak and soft, as if he might collapse at any moment.
"The doctor says you can't move!"
"You can't get out of bed!"
"Doctor! Doctor!"
The nurses behind Yin Tao shouted anxiously to dissuade him, one nurse held up a drip bottle, and the needle at the end of the infusion tube had a touch of fresh blood, as if it had been forcibly pulled out. One nurse rushed over with an empty wheelchair, and another nurse supported him in shock.
"Get out!"
Yin Tang yelled loudly, and despite being ill, his intimidating aura still scared the nurse, who trembled and hastily withdrew her hand.
Pei You was greatly shocked and hastily walked over:
"Hey! What are you doing? You can't get out of bed yet!"
Yin Tang Yao gazed at her.
The morning sunlight poured in through the window, and she stood with her back to it, the rays dancing and flickering around her. She looked like a beautiful angel, with short hair, a white dress, and golden sunlight, but in the dazzling light, her face was indistinct.
His heart ached.
Pale purple lips curve into a lonely smile.
"Is it... recently there's an exam... so you don't have time to see me..."
Cheng Yuan's face changed.
Pei You's footsteps came to an abrupt halt as he involuntarily turned his head slightly towards Xiao Mi.
Mi stood with his back to the light.
Her complexion was even paler than Yintang Yao's, pale to the point of being frightening, as if she would faint at any moment. She stared at Yintang Yao, her pale lips trembling, with what seemed like dark empty holes in the bottom of her eyes, flowing with blood that was about to congeal.
She moved slightly.
However, he stopped again and stared blankly at Yoon Tae-oh.
Yin Tangyao gazed at her with great effort, wanting to get closer and see her more clearly, but a severe pain in his chest made him start coughing.
Pale purple lips coughed painfully.
His body swayed slightly.
Pei You supported him and propped up his entire body weight, only then did he not fall down.
Yin Tangyao coughed lightly and forced a smile, his lips curving upward: "You... can come closer... I miss you..."
Intensive Care Unit (ICU)
Dean Ren reluctantly let the special nurses leave, telling Xiao Mi that they absolutely could not stimulate Yin Tao Yao. If he showed any signs of another heart attack, they had to call for help immediately. Xiao Mi nodded blankly. Dean Ren furrowed his brow and left the ward, knowing it was inappropriate to leave these two people alone together, but if he didn't agree to Yin Tao Yao's request, his condition might deteriorate immediately.
The ward was quiet.
Yin Tangyao lay half-reclined on the hospital bed, gazing quietly at Xiao Mi beside him. His pale purple lips curled into a faint smile: "Were you scared that day..."
She bit her lip, her face pale.
He sat up a bit, exerting himself to grasp her hand, her fingers trembling lightly, both of their hands icy cold. He clasped her fingers in his palm, gazing at the tiny diamond sparkling between her fingers, a quiet smile playing on his lips:
"It's all my fault... I shouldn't have fallen ill on our engagement day..."
Suddenly——
Her fingers jerked back as if startled.
Yin Tang was stunned.
His palm suddenly felt empty.
He stared blankly at Xiao Mi: "Are you really angry? So, that's why you haven't come to see me all this time?"
Xiaomi's heart-wrenching pain.
She stood up, trembling slightly and said: "Sorry, I have something to attend to, I'll leave first."
She is about to leave.
He grabbed her hand tightly.
He grasped her hand tightly, so tightly that he could feel the chill and stiffness of her fingers, and gradually his own fingers began to grow cold and stiff as well.
She turned her back on him.
The morning sunlight poured in through the window, shining brightly. She stood with her back to him, her short hair radiating a soft and icy glow, just like her fingers. Yin Tao couldn't see her face or expression, he didn't understand why she had agreed to get engaged to him that night, but now suddenly seemed unwilling to even look at him.
Give it some palm power!
He wants to hold her tight!
Her body trembled slightly, but she still turned her back on him.
The eerie silence in the ward.
On the sickbed.
Yin Tang Yao painfully closed his eyes:
"So what they said must be true..."
His lips were light purple.
Pale face.
"I didn't have a heart transplant..."
The angel of the nasal wing flashed out a cold and stern light.
"...so I actually don't have that heart, so you've actually found the wrong person, so you're not even willing to look at me again, because you don't want to waste another minute on me!"
Xiaomi is shocked!
She suddenly turned her head, with a fragile and desperate light in her eyes. She trembled, her teeth clenched tightly on her lips, not allowing herself to make a sound.
Yin Tangyao didn't see, his throat tightened, his whole body stiffened, and the extreme pain finally made him lose control. He shook off Xiaomi's hand with force, a huge power sent her crashing onto the hospital bed! Without any mercy, he clutched her shoulders with both hands, glaring at her, his eyes filled with boundless hatred, growling like an injured beast:
"What am I?! What on earth am I?!"
Xiaomi's body was shaken by him, like a broken rag doll.
"Without that heart, I'm nothing, right?! The heart, everything is for the sake of that heart! Agreeing to get engaged with me was also for the sake of that heart, wasn't it?! So, now that you know I don't have that heart anymore, you can just leave without looking back! It doesn't matter if I die or not! It doesn't matter how much I like you! Every day I lie in bed, expecting you to come see me, even if it's just a glance before leaving. Every day I'm eagerly waiting for you to come see me, thinking of all sorts of reasons to comfort myself that you don't have time, not that you've forgotten about me. I'm so pathetic, like an idiot! All of this doesn't matter, does it?!"
Tears streamed down her face.
She cried.
Yin Tang Yao tilted his head to look at her, his pale purple lips curled into a mocking expression: "Why cry? Since that heart is not here with me, don't you think it's a waste to shed so many tears for me?"
Xiaomi bit her lip tightly, tears falling like stars, and her body shook violently.
"You like to cry."
He said coldly, his fingertips stained with her sparkling tears.
"You think that if you cry, you don't have to talk anymore, right? You just cry and I'll go soft and let you off, right? Did you use tears to deal with that boy before too?"
More tears slid down her cheeks.
Yin Tang Yao Tong Kong Yi Yan.
His chest was wracked with violent pain, but he turned pale and grasped her shoulders tightly, shouting: "Speak! Don't cry! I'm telling you to speak! Did you hear me? I'm telling you to speak!"
Xiaomi burst into tears.
She wept uncontrollably, crying loudly and trembling all over. She didn't know what to do, she knew nothing, she only cried, everything she did was wrong, she was a fool, an idiot, a moron, since he left, everything she did was completely wrong! All she could do was cry, apart from crying, she knew nothing!
"I told you not to cry!"
Yin Tang yelled loudly with a hoarse voice!
He shook her shoulders violently, shaking her severely, but she cried more and more desperately, as if she had fallen into a world he couldn't intervene in. Her soul seemed to have left, and the one crying in his arms was just a broken doll.
He suddenly fell silent.
He watched her cry.
Bend down.
He kissed her tear-stained lips.
She was stunned into silence.
Tears flowed between his and her lips, cold and salty. He kissed her, his voice as soft as a whisper, yet carrying painful vulnerability.
"Xiaomi..."
As he kissed her, terror caused her eyes to widen gradually, and she began to struggle, struggling with all her might.
"Let me go!"
She dodged his lips and shouted:
"Let me go! Let——me——go——!"
Yin Tangyao's pupils constricted, his heart aching violently, causing his fingers to stiffen, and his lips turned from pale purple to deep purple. He stared at her incredulously, yet kissed her even more fiercely!
"Let me go..."
She cried out and struggled desperately.
A pungent smell gushed out from between his and her lips, fresh blood, it was unclear whose it was, dripping drop by drop onto the snow-white quilt.
Desperately holding onto her.
Desperately kissing her evasive lips.
Yin Tangyao's voice was mournful, like a pitch-black night without a single ray of light: "Without his heart... not even a kiss... is that not allowed?"
His voice is so painful!
Like a needle, piercing through the air, deeply stabbing into her heart. She suddenly froze, staring blankly at him, her empty eyes slowly moving, a thin layer of fog rising up.
Yin Tang Yao let her go.
A sharp pain in his chest made him bend over and cough lightly.
His lips were deep purple, his eyes filled with pain, gently stroking her pale tear-stained cheeks, his fingers trembling as he caressed her face.
"What to do... what to do with you..."
Xiaomi gazed at him, tears rolling down from her wet black eyelashes.
His lip was bitten by her, deep purple lips, scarlet blood, as if sharp needles were crazily stabbing his heart! She numbly raised her hand, fingertips numbly touched his lips, soft and icy. Suddenly, like being electrocuted, she panicked and withdrew her hand, the fine nails on her fingers flashing dazzlingly in the air.
She lowered her head, trembling.
She clutched her own hand, the tiny diamond between her fingers piercing her palm.
The morning sunlight is quiet.
The window glass was illuminated with a bit of glare, shining brightly and dazzlingly.
The wind is very gentle.
The fresh blood on his purple lips gradually solidified.
Yin Tangyao's palm slid from her cheek to her neck, the slender neck, like a tender flower branch. His fingers stroked her warm skin as he whispered:
I hate you.
Xiaomi trembled and closed her eyes.
He said in a low voice, with a flash of painful hatred in his eyes: "Since I knew you approached me just for that heart, I started hating you. I hate you for making me as helpless as a child, as fragile as a child, and for destroying all my self-esteem and pride. So, I want to take revenge on you."
Her face turned even paler.
His fingers tightened around her neck, and he smiled faintly: "I want you to stay by my side, I'll do everything you like, use all my strength to make you happy, even... I'll imitate him too... I'll do everything... I want... to make you fall in love with me..."
Her fingers stiffened on the hospital bed, and the small diamond between them trembled with a faint light.
Yin Tang pressed his lips tightly together.
Lips turned purple.
"Make you fall in love with me, then I'll leave you."
In the morning sunlight.
Xiaomi's body has completely stiffened.
"I want you to experience all my pain, every bit of suffering, every bit of weakness... You have to taste it all yourself..." His fingers left faint marks on her neck, "I will leave you forever, even if you cry, I won't come back."
She was as stiff as a wooden puppet.
Yin Tang Yao's faint smile:
"I'm dead, and you might miss me just like he did... That's what I've been expecting, expecting the moment of my death, you'll cry out to me and say, 'I love you, don't leave me,' but I will be gone from you forever... Do you know? This is my revenge on you."
Her face was deathly pale, her eyelashes trembling violently, with wet tear stains on her cheeks, and her strength seemed to have been drained away, leaving her hollow and empty.
The heartache made Yin Tangyao's lips increasingly purple.
He said faintly:
"But... it's still impossible... The so-called heart transplant was just a lie... Without that heart, how could you care about my death..."
A sharp pain in the heart.
He couldn't help but whisper softly.
His fingers unconsciously tightened around her neck.
Xiaomi heard it.
She trembled as she opened her eyes and looked at him, anxiously asking: "Are you in pain? Is it very painful? Do you want me to call a doctor?"
He gazed at her.
Eyes dim and painful.
"What should I do... I hate you... Why don't you love me when I like you so much..."
His fingers lightly pinched her neck.
I hate you...
Her fingers left faint marks on her neck.
"I want to kill you..."
Her mind was a complete blank, she couldn't breathe, her throat hurt, and the whole world was filled with white mist. "Creak", she heard her own bones making soft noises.
Morning sunshine.
The bright glass reflects quietly.
The wind is very gentle.
The sky is blue and clear.
Dust particles dance gently in the beam of light.
Yin Tang's face was pale, his lips were shockingly purple, and his fingers trembled as they touched her throat. His eyes held a fragile pain and a childish stubbornness.
Xiaomi's head tilted back.
She gazed at him in a daze, without struggling or shouting, just staring blankly at him. Her complexion was pale and transparent, but her eyes revealed a warmth, her short hair fine and fluffy in the sunlight, her entire body radiating light. As she looked at him, the corners of her pale lips faintly curved into a smile.
Her wrist trembled slightly.
The mark on his wrist seemed to be shining softly as well.
…………
……
I'm going to die...
I should be dying soon...
She lay quietly on her sickbed.
In the dead of night, the room was so quiet that you could hear the sound of blood flowing quickly from the wrist artery.
Blood, like a small stream...
Lightly, lively flowing from her wrist, dyeing the snow-white sheets red, dripping, dripping from the sheets to the floor, a small crimson stream flowing lightly on the ground...
Death...
It didn't hurt at all...
On the snow-white pillow, she smiled quietly, her eyes gazing silently at the ceiling, tears sliding soundlessly from the corners of her eyes.
It doesn't hurt at all...
It doesn't hurt at all...
Her will gradually dissipated, she smiled dazedly, blood trickled down from her wrist. The hospital room was filled with a faint white mist, her vision gradually blurred, the bloody knife slipped from her fingers, the infusion tube's needle hung in mid-air, time flowed quietly, the blood on the ground gradually formed a river...
White fog like smoke.
That floating white fog faintly condensed into a beam of white light.
The white light pierced her eyes so much that she couldn't open them.
She narrowed her eyes, and the smile on her lips was extremely happy. She knew what it was, in many, many movies it was like this, an angel, an angel had come to take her away...
The next day...
I'm here...
The white light gradually became softer.
In the soft white light, a pair of pure white transparent wings, with flowing light, crystal clear and translucent, countless lights gently rotating, the angel's smile is as gentle as the sunlight sprinkling from the tree shade.
The next day...
She called out in surprise, stretching out her hand towards him in the white light...
The next day...
Fresh blood flows profusely from the wrist...
In the pure white transparent light.
Gazing at her.
He gazed at her sorrowfully, with a radiant glow emanating from within him. The pair of wings behind his back fluttered gently, yet with a tinge of sadness, just like the smile on his lips.
Why is it like this...
He asked softly, looking at her with sorrow...
You've become an angel...
So beautiful...
She smiled and struggled to roll off the bed to get closer to him.
You...
Come pick me up...
He was in the faint white light, his eyes were sorrowful, he flapped his wings hard to get out, but he seemed to be locked in that light and couldn't move. He couldn't move, so his eyes became more and more sorrowful.
Did you forget...
Rice
What...
She struggled to roll off the bed, crawling towards him, her knees kneeling in the blood pool, she struggled step by step towards the white light where he was.
Angels can only be with angels...
She froze, her wrist suddenly starting to ache violently, kneeling in the pool of blood, she blankly raised her head and stared at him. Unable to understand what he was saying, she couldn't make out a word.
Suicide is impossible to become an angel...
Rice
Angels can only be with angels...
You deceived me...
She shook her head dazedly.
I know you're lying to me, you don't want me to die, so you're lying to me... But without you... living is really tough.
Let me be with you...
Is it good or not...
The next day...
In the faint white light, his face was pale and transparent, the wings behind him were transparent and painfully flapping, looking at her, his heart ached like strangulation.
Rice
Do you still remember...
What...
I like you...
He smiled gently, with soft white light shining on his wings, transparent and crystal clear, radiant in all directions.
Rice
Even if you no longer love me, even if you have forgotten me, even if I have disappeared from this world, I will still be loving you...
I will go find an angel...
Let it love you for me...
I like you too...
She wept and said, kneeling in a pool of blood, with fresh blood flowing from her wrists.
But I don't want an angel...
The next day...
I only want you...
I want to be with you...
White light suddenly became stronger.
Dazzling to the point of dizziness.
His sorrowful figure gradually dispersed, even with all his might flapping his wings, the intense light still pierced through his body, shining sadly and dazzlingly, then, like foam, slowly dispersing bit by bit.
Only angels can be with angels...
She crawled towards the white light, wailing in pain, her wrists aching, her knees aching, crying out loud, she crawled step by step towards that white light.
But...
Dispersed...
Nothing is left...
She hates angels!
She swore she hated angels!
Crying out loud.
She fell heavily to the ground and fainted.
A quiet and deep night.
Only the fresh blood on his wrist was still flowing quietly and lightly.
……
…………
There is bright sunlight outside the window of the ward.
Azure sky.
The glass reflected light flickered on the ceiling.
The palm tightened around Xiao Mi's neck.
Her consciousness gradually dissipated, her face turned pale and purple, her hands fell weakly, her throat made a soft sound, softly, just like the pale transparent smile on her lips.
Am I going to die...
So good...
If it's not suicide, then I can become an angel...
Yin Tangyao let out a pained growl, suddenly loosening his grip and pulling her tightly into his arms. Her face was pale, trembling as she coughed weakly, like a white bird on the verge of death in his embrace. He held her tightly, his lips pursed tightly, deep purple, the intense pain in his heart also making him cough violently.
I hate her so much, I want to kill her, but why do I want to hold her tightly when I see her pale and suffering face, wanting to use all my life to make her live happily.
He hugged her tightly!
She trembled in his arms and choked: "Kill me, please, I beg of you, continue, kill me..."
Yin Tang was stunned.
He slowly released her, stiffly, and looked down at her: "Why..."
"Please kill me."
Tears fell from her pale face.
"Please, kill me!"
Excruciating pain slowly swept across his heart, he softly gasped: "Would you rather die than see me again?"
"Yes!"
Xiaomi said with tears.
Yin Tangyao coughed lightly, afraid to use too much force, the bloody smell in his chest was churning, he said hollowly: "Why are you so cruel..."
"Yes! So please kill me then......" She trembled and wept, as if she had completely collapsed, not wanting to hide anything anymore, just let her die, just let her die like this!
He had severe pains in his chest one after another.
A slow, cold, hollow, and tearing pain, as if his heart had been dug out, leaving only a dark void with a faint echo. On the hospital bed, he sat quietly, looking at her, gradually calming down.
"Good."
His face was expressionless, with deep purple lips that seemed to be bleeding slightly, staring at her hollowly, and the angelic nose emitted a faint glow.
"Then let me die."
He said slowly.
"I'm dead, you won't have to see me again, and I won't bother you anymore."
Fresh blood, gushing out from the deep purple lips, pale skin, dazzling crimson, he smiled emptily. The bright red blood dripped onto his proud chin, dripped onto the snow-white quilt, he looked at her, his eyes seemed to have a pitch-black abyss.
Xiaomi shouted in surprise.
Doctors and nurses rushed in from outside the ward, hastily rushing to the bedside, stethoscope, emergency rescue equipment, injections, defibrillator...
"Get out..."
Yin Tangyao coughed lightly, and fresh blood flowed continuously from the corner of his lips.
Everyone was in a flurry of activity in the ward, trying to put various instruments on him. The special nurses were trying to put all sorts of equipment on him, Xiaomi covered her mouth and stood stupidly by the bed, tears streaming down her face.
"Get out!"
Yin Tang Yao trembled as he swept all the instruments, needles and equipment to the ground. His pale face coughed, with fresh blood flowing from the corner of his lips like a river.
The doctors and nurses were at their wit's end.
A special nurse brought a sedative, and the crowd tried to press him down. He growled in resistance, coughing violently, with blood gushing out, his pale face, deep purple lips, shocking everyone, making all doctors and nurses dare not approach again. If he continued to struggle violently, then all rescue efforts and electric shocks would be in vain.
"What should I do!"
Xiaomi suddenly burst into tears and shouted beside the hospital bed.
"What should I do then!!"
She cried out to Yoon Tae-oh, her frantic tears streaming wildly down her cheeks.
The morning sunlight is dazzlingly bright.
The wind carries the chill of autumn days.
The doctors and nurses in the ward were stunned by her crying screams.
Xiaomi shouted in the tears, her vision was blurred, white fog, rumbling eardrums, she cried out loud:
"I shouldn't like you...... How can I like you......"
Yin Tang Yao coughed painfully and lightly.
Blood at the corner of her lips.
The doctors and nurses were stunned.
"At first, it was for Akira's heart... but... " She sobbed, "...gradually, I started to lose track of whether it was Akira or you... I couldn't tell them apart, and I didn't want to try anymore. You with Akira's heart, are you him or are you you? Yes, I've fallen for you, I don't know if it's because of the heart or because of you... but that doesn't matter... I like you... I've fallen for you..."
Yin Tang was stunned.
The deep purple lips stained with blood trembled slightly.
Xiaomi wailed in despair: "But it's all wrong! You don't have that heart, you're not Xiao, you're not even Xiao... How can I like you?!... Can't like you!! I can only like Xiao! Absolutely cannot like you!... I will forever only like Xiao, only like him alone, even if he's dead, even if he's gone, even if I'll never see him again, I can only like Xiao!!... So... how can I like you?!..."
Yin Tang's eyes widened in shock and his body trembled slightly.
His eyes suddenly shone with moist luster.
She backed away, crying and whispering: "But... I'm sorry to Yin, I actually like you... I'm also sorry to you, because I'll never be able to forget Yin... I won't become an angel... Never will I become an angel... Even if I became an angel, how would I go see Yin!... What should I do... Please tell me... what should I do..."
He stretched out his hand to her.
His fingers were pale and still in the sunlight.
She backed away in tears.
She shook her head desperately and cried like a dying animal, trembling all over, retreating while crying, and despairingly shouted.
"I can never like you again!"
Xiaomi rushed out of the door in tears.
The hospital room door slammed shut!
Bang!
The doctors and nurses were stunned and stood still for a long time, unable to come back to their senses.
The window glass is bright and dazzling.
Thousands of strands of sunlight.
Dust particles dance quietly in the sunlight.
Yin Tangyao's face was deathly pale, his lips a deep purple that sent shivers down one's spine. He coughed lightly, and fresh blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Goodbye.
He closed his eyes.
Her body trembled slightly.
Tears fell on the angel's silver wings, outside the window was a brilliant sunlight, those tears refracted into seven-colored light.
It has been sunny every day since then.
White clouds.
The sky is vast and far away.
When the wind blows, the golden leaves dance lightly and fall down.
Every day, Xiao Mi keeps watch by Cheng Ayi's sickbed.
Read the newspaper softly for her.
Tell some interesting stories.
Peel the apple, cut it into small pieces and put them in a small bowl to hand over to her. Gently looking at Cheng Auntie, Xiaomi always gently looked at her, asking if she wanted to eat something, listen to some stories, or needed help with anything, whether there was any discomfort anywhere on her body.
Cheng Yuan advised her.
But Xiaomi seemed to have not heard anything, she didn't go to class, didn't return to the dormitory, and stayed in the hospital room for 24 hours a day. She quickly became thin, her face was as pale as paper, and her chin was pointed, but she smiled all day long, her eyes were bright like a candle that was about to burn out.
In front of Auntie Cheng.
Xiaomi is always laughing very happily.
She seemed like a carefree 14-year-old girl, her laughter sprinkling lightly in the hospital room, and so Aunt Cheng smiled every day too.
Golden leaves float by outside the window.
Rotating.
Flying around.
Floating to another ward's window outside.
Transparent liquid flowing quietly in the infusion tube.
Pale hand.
The needle pierced deep into the skin.
Yin Tangyao lay half-reclined, his eyes gazing vaguely out the window. The ECG monitor's wires were attached to his chest, "beep, beep, beep", the only sound in the quiet hospital room.
He gazed out of the window.
The door was pushed open from time to time.
The doctors and nurses came and went, went and came.
He lay quietly half-reclined on the hospital bed, with a silver glow on his nasal wings and a pair of small transparent wings that seemed to reflect his pale and lonely face.
Outside the window.
The leaves have all turned golden yellow.
On the lawn of the hospital, fallen leaves were golden yellow. Xiaomi pushed a wheelchair on it, making a soft "sandy" sound. She smiled and talked about some interesting things, gently pushing Cheng Ayi, occasionally bending down to look at her, checking if the sunset's rays hurt Cheng Ayi's eyes.
Cheng Auntie smiled and patted her hand.
Xiaomi happily laughed and continued to talk about fun and interesting things. Unconsciously, there was only her voice left on the lawn.
She squatted down.
Dazedly discovered that Cheng Auntie was already asleep in her wheelchair, the sky was filled with late evening glow, she looked so weak as if she could never wake up again.
Xiaomi crouched in front of the wheelchair, staring blankly at Cheng Ayi. The beautiful sunset, like an oil painting, surrounded her, and her short hair was softly reddened, just like her dazed eyes.
Myriads of colorful halos.
Sunlight pours into the ward through the window glass.
Bae-yoo pushed open the door and entered as Yoon Tae-oh stood quietly by the window.
A picturesque sunset.
The halo casts a gentle glow on the angel's nose wing.
He stared out of the window in a daze.
I didn't hear anyone approaching.
Pei You walked over to the window.
In the distance, on the lawn downstairs, a girl in a white dress was squatting in front of a wheelchair, her back somewhat dazed and lost, as if an angel who had lost his way.
The rainbow at the horizon was shining on her.
The moonlight also spilled onto the pale and lonely figure of Yin Tao Yue standing by the window.
The sunset gradually faded away.
It's dark.
There was a small lamp lit in the ward.
Cheng's aunt lay unconscious on the hospital bed, her breathing so light it seemed as if she would disappear at any moment. The doctors making their rounds sighed and shook their heads before leaving.
The ward was silent and still.
Xiaomi sat quietly in front of the sickbed, holding Aunt Cheng's hand tightly for a long time, staring at her absent-mindedly.
The night is getting deeper.
Yin Zhaoman gazed at Yin Tangyao on the hospital bed.
He lay quietly there.
There was no sound, as if he had fallen asleep. His eyes were lightly closed. His breathing was light, and the angel's wings on his nose fluttered lightly with each breath. The room was dimly lit, and he slept quietly, his face somewhat pale, his lips a faint purple, surprisingly handsome.
Yin Zhaoman quietly left.
He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling, breathing very lightly, as if only a very light breath could wait for someone to gently push open the door of his hospital room.
But
There is no one...
That person has never been here before.
Outside the door, Yin Zhaoman covered her mouth, and she cried silently. She knew he wasn't asleep; she knew he hadn't slept for a long, long time.
The sky gradually brightened again.
Xiaomi held the morning newspaper and sat beside the bed, waiting for Cheng Ayi to wake up. The warm water for washing her face was ready, breakfast was ready, interesting and fresh stories in the newspaper were ready, and her smile was also ready.
As long as Auntie opens her eyes.
She would immediately become happy and cheerful little millet.
From early morning till noon, from noon till afternoon, from afternoon till evening.
She quietly waited by his bedside.
That day, Cheng Auntie woke up for only an hour.
The morning sunlight shines into Yin Tao's pupils.
On the sickbed.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Suddenly.
Hearing some kind of sound in my ear.
He held his breath and slowly turned his head towards the door.
The nurse has come with medicine.
He turned his head back again.
Gently close your eyes.
The weather is getting cooler.
It's deep autumn now.
Golden leaves fluttering and dancing in the air.
A piece of leaves.
Golden light, dancing like butterflies, spinning around, the ground is quietly covered with fallen leaves. The whole world is filled with golden yellow fallen leaves, as if everything is shining with golden light.
The doctor gently covered Aunt Cheng's face with a white sheet.
Xiaomi grabbed the doctor's hand.
Don't let him cover it, can't let him cover Auntie Cheng's face, or else Auntie Cheng will be unable to breathe, unable to open her eyes, and won't be able to wake up again.
In the corner of the ward.
Tears slowly flowed down Cheng Yu's face.
That was her first cry since she grew up.
Xiaomi didn't cry.
She stubbornly grasped the doctor's hand, not letting him cover the white bed sheet over Cheng Ayi's face. The doctor covered it with the sheet, she uncovered it; the doctor covered it again, and she uncovered it again.
She glared at the doctor.
The doctor sighed and left reluctantly.
An empty hospital room.
Cheng Yuan leaned against the wall in the corner and cried quietly.
Xiaomi sat dazed on the edge of the bed.
On the snow-white hospital bed, Cheng Ayi slept peacefully, her breathing so light that it could no longer be heard. In the quiet ward, only the sound of golden leaves gently fluttering outside the window could be heard.
The afternoon sun shines brightly.
Golden leaves fluttering outside the glass window.
The wind is golden.
The quiet world is golden.
Sunlight pours into the ward.
Xiaomi sat dazed, staring blankly at Sheng Auntie who was asleep. The golden sunlight enveloped her, and her soft, fluffy short hair shone with a warm, golden light.
She looked at Cheng Auntie.
Dazed smile.
A smile on her lips, she grasped Aunt Cheng's icy hand, and smiled softly, dazedly smiling softly.
A song floated quietly outside the window of the ward.
Murmuring and singing along——
"If clouds were the breath of the sky"
The wind is my anxious sigh
Memories are the continuation of love.
It's just because you and I are no longer together
……
When we are together
Together together
……
There is an after-lunch warmth in the air.
I listened to the radio crackling
It suddenly started raining.
The rain makes me miss you so much and want to hold you in my arms
When we are together
Together together
Its joy is unparalleled
……
You were my sweet past
I am your past love
That beautiful memory
We can't forget
Because I love you so much
So can smile and leave
Although I won't see you again
Happiness is when we were together
……”
That afternoon, the warm sunlight poured in, golden and soft, warmly and tenderly filling the sickroom.
A bright world.
A bright and beautiful world.
On the snow-white hospital bed, Cheng Auntie was sleeping quietly.
Xiaomi gently lifted her head, gazing out the window at the bright sunlight. The white clouds were illuminated by the sun, making them transparent. The glass reflected the light, dazzling to the eyes, and a strand of golden sunlight shone in.
She grasped the cold hand.
Distant blue sky, rustling leaves, blowing wind, lightly dancing falling leaves.
The song is softly sung outside the window.
“……
There is an after-lunch warmth in the air.
I listened to the radio crackling
What's being sung is unclear
Because I'm smiling foolishly
Miss you
……
When we are together
Together together
Together together
Its joy is unparalleled
……”
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Thank you for everyone's understanding and support
Honey~~~
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The remaining chapters will be posted in a few more days, sorry~~~
Dawn Creek
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