[guard]

Every day I run back and forth between home and the hospital, and Tang Zhicheng would show up at my house on time after get off work every day. About ten days later, Yan Jiasheng would occasionally call me to check on Xianshu, but he never showed up.

In the evening, I was cooking, Tang Zhicheng was teaching Min Bin to do his homework, and Min Xing was watching cartoons.I haven't been in bed for more than ten days, and every night I wait for Xianshu to fall asleep before lying on the side of the bed and closing my eyes.Maybe it was because I was a little stuck cutting carrots and accidentally cut my hand. "Hey...", Tang Zhicheng walked over immediately after hearing it and saw my index finger bleeding, "Brother Min, what happened to your hand?"

"It's okay... I accidentally scratched it..."

"Where are your medicines and band-aids at home?"

"The cabinet under the TV..."

Tang Zhicheng carefully washed my wound with hydrogen peroxide, applied Baiyao, and put on a band-aid, "Leave me to cook the rice. If you hurt your hand, don't touch the water, it will cause inflammation."

"Uh...thanks..."

After helping my son take a bath, I took the soup to the hospital. Just as I got out of the car, the hospital called, "Mr. Min, your wife's condition has deteriorated. Please come to the hospital quickly to sign for the operation."

After hanging up the phone, my hand trembled badly. When I came back in the afternoon, Xianshu still smiled and asked me to go home to pick up my son. Why did it get worse all of a sudden?Xianshu, don't scare me, hold on...

When I arrived at the hospital, I couldn't help but run up to the sixth floor as I watched the elevator go down from floor to floor on more than a dozen floors.Panting to the room, doctors and nurses are there, I walked to the hospital bed, "Xianshu...how are you?"

Xianshu's expression was very painful, "Miao...I don't want to do chemotherapy anymore, it's worse than death..."

"It's good that you come, sign it!" Dr. Zhang looked at me.

The nurse handed over the responsibility paper, I signed it, and then looked at Xianshu, "Hold on, you will be fine!" In fact, everyone knows that doing nothing will not help, unless there is a miracle in this world. At this moment, I choose to believe in miracles , I sincerely hope that Xianshu will get better, as long as she is fine, I can do anything.

Xianshu pushed her to the treatment room, and I waited outside the door, sitting in the corridor with my fingers clasped tightly curled up. After more than two hours, I became more and more panicked, as if it had been 20 years.Suddenly I looked up and saw Yan Jiasheng, he was leaning on a cane with one hand and looking at me "Xianshu, she..."

"I don't know..." I answered blankly, I didn't know what I meant when I said I don't know, Yan Jiasheng sat down on the seat next to me, "Don't worry..."

"I prepared for the worst, I don't want to lie to myself, I have to face reality."

After Yan Jiasheng heard this, she didn't speak again until Xianshu came out of the treatment room. She was very weak, and I followed beside the push bed. Her tired eyes were half-opened, and her lips trembled slightly. She seemed to want to say something to me, and was about to talk to When she said something, the doctor pulled me, "Min Sheng, I have something to talk to you about."

"Doctor, what's wrong with her, how long can she last?"

"It depends on her personal will. Just now she said that she wanted to see her son. You'd better bring her here and let her see him. She is not very optimistic about the situation." The doctor's feeble answer made my heart ache.

Yan Jiasheng didn't come in outside the ward, so I called Tang Zhicheng and asked him to bring my son here, and then I stood by the bed, "Xianshu, I asked Xiao Tang to bring my son over, and he will be here soon."

"Hmm..." Xianshu raised her skinny hand to touch my face, I immediately held her hand and put it on my face, her hand was very cold, very cold, without any warmth, I shed tears down.

"Don't cry...don't cry..."

"Xianshu, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"You're right, and I'm right. I haven't regretted marrying you. It's because I don't live up to my health. I can't take care of my son and I can't love you. I didn't mean to hate you when I divorced you. Of course I feel bad. Yes, but I don't think loving someone is just a short-term possession..." Xianshu panted, I knew she was working hard.

"Xianshu, stop talking... rest!"

"No...no...I know I'm dying, I can't wake up when I fall asleep, you must help me take good care of my son!"

"I will... I will... You sleep for a while, I will call you when my son comes..."

Xianshu closed his eyes slowly, I helped him tuck the quilt, and went out to the balcony, Yan Jiasheng was standing outside, he saw me coming out, "Xianshu is asleep?"

He took off his glasses and wiped away his tears, "Hmm..."

"Miao, do you hate me?" Yan Jiasheng asked suddenly.

"Why ask that?"

"I thought that my self-righteousness influenced your whole life, and I thought it was good for you, but I didn't expect to make you experience more pain." Yan Jiasheng looked at the smallpox and sighed.

"Destined..." I only replied these four words, that's right, I was really destined to let me go through these things, since I knew I liked men, I was powerless to resist all kinds of helplessness.

When Tang Zhicheng brought my son over, I accompanied my son into the ward. Tang Zhicheng and Yan Jiasheng stood outside, and I walked to the bed, "Xianshu! The sons are here!" Xianshu didn't respond, and I shook him gently again. I touched her hand, "Xianshu... my son is here." Her hand was so cold that my heart went cold, and the ECG monitor gave out a long beep, and she left without opening her hand. Seeing his son, he left. "Xianshu...you open your eyes...my son is here...you open your eyes..." I burst into tears, the two sons didn't know what happened, they were scared by me and cried too.

Yan Jiasheng and Tang Zhicheng immediately opened the door and came in when they heard our cries. I cried bitterly holding my two sons.The head is very empty, can't hear what others say, can't see what others are doing, there is only Xianshu's gray and thin face in the world.I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know who notified the doctors and nurses. I watched the doctors and nurses make a report without expression.Afterwards, watching Xianshu's body being pushed to the mortuary, I took one of my sons by the hand and followed along with tears in my eyes.

In the middle of the night, Tang Zhicheng helped me bring my son home. I curled up in the corridor of the mortuary in the hospital, and Yan Jiasheng stayed with me the whole time without saying a word. Maybe he knew that no matter what he said, he couldn't alleviate the pain in my heart.I never realized that the summer in Guangdong can be so cold. It was so cold that I couldn't breathe. Suddenly my eyes went dark and I lost consciousness.