Critically ill 'love' letter

Chapter 30 11.3

"Master Poem, look, the weather is so nice today, let's go to the lake."

Li Shichang heard the reputation and saw Cheng Ming standing in front of the window looking out of the window. He lowered his head and realized that he had just written in a notebook. He couldn't remember what he wrote, but he didn't care. , and the rest are completely indistinct.Cheng Ming's voice made Li Shichang very concerned, and at this moment all he was thinking about was what Cheng Ming said.

"Okay." He responded, he got up and looked out the window, but he still couldn't see clearly, but he knew that the scenery outside was beautiful, with large expanses of flowers and plants, full of spring, the sky was a vast expanse of blue, the sun was shining brightly, like an oil painting, the difference was that the clouds were The leaves and petals from nowhere fluttered with the wind, falling everywhere.What did he realize,

Then he reminded: "It's windy outside, wear more clothes."

Li Shichang took out the scarf and put it on for Cheng Ming.

In a blink of an eye, it was outside. Li Shichang didn't think about where it was, he only knew that it was beautiful here. The snow-white scarf set off Cheng Ming's gentleness. He was dressed in light-colored clothes, and his golden hair illuminated by the sun was perfect. into the painting.

Cheng Ming suddenly squatted down and looked at the flowers on the roadside that were overwhelmed by the wind, picked up one and held it in the palm of his hand, as if he wanted to keep it, but he was unwilling to pick it. He said softly: "Master Poem, do you think tenacity is good or bad? ? Is life worth cherishing?"

"Stubbornness must be praised. Any life is mysterious. The unknown makes life fearful and stimulates 'curiosity'. 'Life' will continue to study. Whether it is a researcher or a 'researcher', it is worthy of being praised." Cherish it." He replied.

"Really? So that's what you think... I don't quite understand..." Cheng Ming let go of the flower, and it fell down like other flowers. Cheng Ming didn't care anymore, stood up and continued walking side by side with Li Shichang.

Cheng Ming looked at the sky, "Did life come to this world by your own choice... Will there be a life that knows that it will be unhappy, but will come to this world? Why is there so much sadness in the world... Long poem, I am very sad, why am I alive? So tired……"

The sun was still there, and Li Shichang's heart sank, and there was a burst of sadness. The scenery no longer looked warm and comfortable, but it was irritating to look at it brightly.

"Cheng Ming, there must be hope in life. You set a goal, and when you make progress, you will understand."

Cheng Ming shook his head, looked at Li Shichang, and still said softly: "No, Shichang, I can't figure it out, I can't see the way out." At some point, the two had reached the lake.

"Chief Poem, I only have you, I really hope to trust you like before, but now I can't do it, I always feel that you will definitely leave me.

The target you mentioned is probably you too, I only have you.Now... I know my goal can no longer be achieved, what should I do? "Cheng Ming looked forward, the lake was vast and calm, and connected to the sky, everything seemed small under this sky.

"What is your goal?" Li Shichang asked.

Cheng Ming shook his head, but did not answer.

Li Shichang smiled helplessly, and said again: "Do you know? I really want to tell you that I will not let you down again, but I don't even know what guarantee I can take."

"I'm sorry, I made you worry."

Li Shichang hurriedly said: "Don't think so, for me..."

"I can't control my thoughts." Before Li Shichang finished speaking, Cheng Ming interjected, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have appeared by your side, if... I didn't talk to you back then, you would definitely be more relaxed than now, I hope you can forget about me after I leave... Li Shichang, I have a lot to say to you, but I don't have time..." Cheng Ming let go of Li Shichang's hand while talking. "I love you, Poetry Chief, I wish you happiness. Poetry Chief, the first time I saw you, I thought you were handsome... Poetry Chief, don't frown, although you are handsome, I hope to see you happy... ..."

"Cheng Cheng! Cheng Cheng, where are you going? Cheng Ming, come back soon!" Li Shichang watched Cheng Ming walk backwards into the lake, the calm water made waves, and Cheng Ming in his sight was gradually penetrated by the light, shattered With fluttering hair, Li Shichang couldn't see Cheng Ming's face clearly, he was very anxious.

"You want, where are you going?!" Li Shichang choked up and yelled at Cheng Ming, his voice was trembling, he stepped into the water to catch Cheng Ming, but Cheng Ming was much faster than him, he chased No, "Cheng Ming!! You come back to me!" He knew that Cheng Ming didn't walk into the lake, which meant that Cheng Ming was leaving him, "You trust me... you trust me, okay! Cheng Ming! Cheng Ming! Cheng Ming!"

"The chief poet..."

"Cheng Ming—"

"Master?"

Li Shichang exerted strength in his hand and woke up.

Li Shichang panted heavily, frowned, and opened his eyes after a while.

He saw Cheng Ming sitting aside, looking at him nervously, and Cheng Ming held his hand.Cheng Ming's pajamas hung loosely on his body, and the quilt slipped down to his waist, obviously just woke up, Cheng Ming asked: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Li Shichang hummed, stretched out his hand to take Cheng Ming into his arms and covered him with a quilt.The room was gray and the sky was still dark. "Go to sleep for a while, I'm fine."

At first, Cheng Ming was also in a daze, and he was relieved when he heard Li Shichang said that he was fine, and fell asleep in Li Shichang's arms.Li Shichang didn't fall back asleep, and got up when Cheng Ming was fast asleep.

A dream is a dream, no matter how unreasonable it is, it cannot be detected in the dream.

……

"Mmm... Poetry chief..." Cheng Ming woke up from his sleep, his stomach felt cold and hot, Cheng Ming clutched his stomach, trying to warm it up with his hands, but he didn't dare to use force, otherwise the pressure would be too heavy Nausea.

This feeling is very familiar to Cheng Ming.For a moment, Cheng Ming thought he had returned to the previous house.

Cheng Ming got out of bed to look for medicine. There was hot water in the thermos cup on the bedside table. After taking the medicine, Cheng Ming remembered that Li Shichang was not there, so he took a piece of clothing and put it on to look outside.

Searched around the living room and kitchen in turn, and finally found Li Shichang in the study.

"Cheng Cheng? When did you wake up? Are you hungry?" Li Shichang said.

Cheng Ming shook his head, he couldn't eat now.

Li Shichang closed the computer, got up and rubbed Cheng Ming's head, "I'll get you some porridge, drink as much as you want, you go back and get dressed first."

"Yeah." Cheng Ming sat where Li Shichang sat just now, feeling uncomfortable in his stomach, "Sleepy."

"After drinking the porridge, go to sleep."

"Well," Cheng Ming pulled the chief poet to prevent him from leaving, "The chief poet...do you still have omeprazole at home?"

When Li Shichang heard his face change, he hurriedly said, "Omeprazole? What do you want this for? What's wrong with Cheng Cheng?"

Cheng Ming didn't hide it, "I woke up with a stomachache this morning... I happened to have only one slice left in the bottle in the drawer, and I ate it."

"Why did you have a stomachache? Did you eat anything else yesterday?" Li Shichang picked up Cheng Ming and walked to the bedroom.

Cheng Ming shook his head. From waking up to falling asleep, he almost ate every four hours. He didn't feel hungry at all, so he couldn't remember what to find for himself to eat. "Maybe it's cold. The clothes I wore yesterday were a bit drafty."

Seeing that Cheng Ming knew the reason, Li Shichang heaved a sigh of relief, "Let Lu Chen take you for an inspection today, and tell me immediately whether you are cold or hungry, and buy some clothes if they don't fit you."

"Ah."