As deep as you are as hell

I pretended to smile easily, and patted Gu Jian's shoulder heavily: "With your expression, people who don't know would think that you are facing a corpse instead of a living person. I am the one with stomach cancer, what are you sad about?"

"Gu Jian, now... do you feel regretful in your heart, you saved me in London back then." In the end, it was really useless to save me. No matter how long I linger on, I only have three years left to live.

It is often said in TV dramas and movies that "my fate is up to me", but in the face of real life and death, who can swear that man will conquer heaven?

I originally wanted to persuade Gu Jian not to fall into pessimism, but I didn't expect to get myself involved in the mud.

The ward was so quiet that only the sound of our breathing was left.

I have also checked the symptoms of gastric cancer before, and I heard that patients with advanced gastric cancer will experience a lot of vomiting, choking after eating, and hemorrhagic shock.I know that God is about to deprive me of my last decency.

I felt cold for no reason, goosebumps wrinkled on my arms, and the smile on my face was a little stiff, like melted cream, which was particularly ugly.

The next moment, I was suddenly thrust into a warm embrace.Gu Jian's body smelled clean, only the clothes smelled of washing powder.

"Sofia, everything will be fine." Whether in London or City A, he wanted to reach out to me and pull me back from the abyss.

Because, he never could bear to see me alone.

In the shower room of the hospital, hot water is supplied 24 hours a day.Hot water spouted from the shower, wet my hair, and splashed my cold pale blue skin.

I found that bitterness gushed from the end of my eyes, and my skin was stained with water, but was quickly washed away by the columnar water flow.

And the New Year came just a week after I was hospitalized, and Gu Jian was looking forward to it day after day.

On the night before the new year, Gu Jianshen said mysteriously that he would take me to a place, and promised that I would definitely feel better after going there.

I cooperated with him, with a look of expectation and a fake smile on my face, but what I didn't tell Gu Jian was that recently, my body has become more and more uncomfortable, my heart often has cramps for no reason, and I can't breathe too much Get up.

As for the three meals a day, although Gu Jian bought me a lot of liquid food, I still had no appetite to eat it.

While he was not paying attention, I dumped those porridge and sugar water into the trash can.

The doctor had to inject me with glucose to maintain my nutritional intake.And when he came to give me glucose injection several times, he seemed to have something to say to me, but he often stopped talking.

I guess, he wanted to tell me that my condition had started to deteriorate, and according to this deterioration trend, it is estimated that the three years mentioned before... would have been greatly discounted.

My body is the clearest. Although I have a pimple in my heart, I can control my emotions after all, so as not to let sadness and sadness continue to flood.

But I didn't expect that the place Gu Jian wanted to take me to was actually Yancheng.And that snow mountain, I also went there with Chu Ting.

At that time, Chu Ting asked me devoutly if I wanted to visit the temple on the top of the mountain, and he could accompany me to fulfill my wish.It was also here that he got down on one knee and pushed the ring to the base of my index finger.

Yancheng February, all the way snow.

I was wearing a bright red down jacket, and my face was as pale as paper.Before departure, Gu Jian was afraid that I would be cold, so he added a light yellow woolen hat to me, and wrapped me in a thick white scarf.

We walked all the way to the top of the mountain, and occasionally we could see birds jumping and chirping in the vast snow.The dry snow buried the roots of the trees, but it gave out new greenery.

The road was lonely, and the occasional conversation between Gu Jian and I seemed to startle the silence of the road.

Finally reached the top——

At the entrance of this temple is a marriage tree that is a hundred years old, and the red silk hanging on the branches flutters in the wind.Going further in, you can see a statue of Yue Lao sculpted with a golden seal. The white-haired Yue Lao smiles very kindly.

I stood by the marriage tree at the door for a long time. Many small wishes were written on the red silk, and some accidentally caught my eyes.

People in the world pray for marriage, hope that love will last forever, and hope that your heart is like mine.But there are also some stupid people in the world who actually yearn for the other person's life to be smooth, safe and happy.

A little novice came up to me and asked if I needed to write a piece of red silk.

He also told me that this marriage tree is very efficacious, and all wishes can be fulfilled.

I noticed that he still held a stack of slightly faded red silk in his hand. It seemed that he had just taken it off the marriage tree today, but it was going to be hung elsewhere.

I politely declined the little novice's proposal, and asked casually where the red silk should be taken.

"The date of signing these silks was four years ago, and the person who left their names on them has never been to the temple again, so it must have been fulfilled. So I hung them on the opposite bridge—"

That bridge is called the Marriage Bridge, and most of the couples go there to hang concentric locks.

With a sharp eye, I saw the slightly familiar characters on the first piece of red silk held by the little novice monk... That sharp stroke, that familiar outline turned horizontally, and an absurd idea popped up in my heart.

"Little master, can I have a look at this piece of red silk?" I asked sincerely.

In mid-air, fine snow began to fall profusely, chasing people's body temperature and attaching to it.I feel like those snow particles have drilled into my blood.

When the red silk was passed to me, I accurately captured a name, but there were only five characters written on it, and the signature was not yet signed.

The little novice looked at me in surprise: "Miss, why are you crying all of a sudden?"

But I obviously didn't notice it. When my finger touched the end of my upper eye, I warmed the moisture of my finger.

The little novice thought I was moved by the words on the red silk, and began to share with me: "Miss, you don't know how pious this gentleman is when he writes the red silk. Over the years, among so many pilgrims who have come to the temple, He is the only one who impresses me the most.”

"I've never seen a person write such five words, think carefully and get entangled like that. Oh, by the way, he also went to hang the concentric lock. Do you want to go and have a look with me?"

Strange to say, the reason why the concentric lock is called the concentric lock is taken from the meaning of "lovers will be united forever from now on", but there is only that man who hangs two concentric locks alone.

The only reason left in my mind seemed to be thrown into Java, and I couldn't help but follow the little novice.

"This is it." Marriage Bridge is an iron chain bridge, and there are many red silk and concentric locks hanging on both sides of the bridge. The scene is quite spectacular.And the little monk quickly found the concentric lock and showed it to me.

The same five characters were also written on the concentric lock, but it was a long time ago, so the handwriting was inevitably blurred.

Flying snow all over the sky, fluttering and falling on my hair, shoulders, and covering my eyelashes.A feeling of coldness rose from the bottom of my heart, and soon swept through my whole body.

The little novice searched for the memories of the past and shared with me: "It was evening when the man came that day. He was wearing very thin clothes, just a vest and a white shirt inside."

"As soon as the man came to the temple, he lowered his head tightly. Later, when he knelt down in front of the statue of Yue Lao and prayed, I saw his eyes were red. Before I thought about it, he kept his head down, just to prevent the It was noticed that he had cried."

The little monk didn't know what happened to that man that day, and more coincidences were beyond his reach.

Later, the man went to hang the red silk and concentric lock, and promised that he would come to fulfill his wish in three years.

But only a few months later, that man came again.

As if drunk, he hugged the trunk of the marriage tree and wept bitterly, whispering in his mouth: "She will never come back, she will never come back again."

But the little novice still couldn't see who the "she" in his mouth was referring to from his few words.

Emotions in this world have always been extremely bitter, how many people have a good beginning and a good end?

The little novice said with melancholy in his tone, "Since that time, I have never seen that man in the temple again." But in his heart, he hoped that this man would get his wish.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a dull mood, I smiled, and told the little novice that I wanted to walk this marriage bridge for a try.

The chain bridge looks like it has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is wobbly when walking on it.Under the bridge is the rushing river, crystal clear.

Images popped up in my head.I was thinking, what kind of mentality did Chu Ting have when he came to hang the red silk and concentric locks, and what kind of mentality did he have when he wrote the five characters "Chen Jiao, I love you".

In that relationship, I always couldn't understand his sincerity. If he was really attracted to me, why would he do so many cruel things to me?
He was the one who drove me out of my depression, and he was the one who turned me into a reproductive machine.

But if it is said that he has no real affection for me for a moment, looking for clues of the past, he always seems to be very special to me.

My brain hurts thinking about it, so I just don't think about it.

With unsteady footsteps, he had already set foot on the land opposite the bridge cable.

This is a small forest, rarely visited by people, but the scenery is beautiful.I was admiring the beautiful scenery, and suddenly my eyes were caught by a figure.

Am I hallucinating?Why do I feel that the figure in the black windbreaker and Chu Ting's figure overlap inexplicably?

I shook my head and smiled self-deprecatingly, ready to pass by the man.

"Miss Sofia?" The final sound after the title rose slightly, as if in disbelief.

My steps stopped, and the outline of the face in front of me finally gradually became clear, and I didn't know how many times I used my fingers to walk on this "map".

It was really Chu Ting!But why did he appear here?
He returned to his polite manner: "There was a hasty farewell on the plane. I was afraid that we would not have a date after the meeting. I didn't expect that Miss Sofia and I would meet again here so soon. It's just that Miss Sofia was on that flight. The final destination is Yancheng?"

While talking calmly, Chu Ting handed me a cup of milk tea.

Meeting my puzzled eyes, he explained again: "Warm Miss Sofia's hands."

He is indeed a gentleman and considerate, especially when dealing with people he has just met.