parasitic son

She is dying.

Luo Qingxi secretly looked at an empty seat in front of her.A girl was originally sitting in this seat, but she hadn't come to school for two weeks.Now everyone knows that this girl is terminally ill and will die soon.

This is the second time Luo Qingxi is about to face the departure of a classmate.

The first is her best friend, Ding Muli, who suddenly disappeared in junior high school.

The second place is this girl Bai Xiaoyu.She is Luo Qingxi's high school classmate, not Luo Qingxi's close friend.But she was the girl who always stood out in the class.She is lively and cheerful, and is especially good at singing. Every school party must have her solo.

Everyone knows that Bai Xiaoyu is going to apply for the Conservatory of Music, and her dream is to become a singer.The classmates also believed that she could do it.She has a pretty brown skin and a pretty face. She has a good voice naturally, and she even has the nickname "Little Tan Yun".

"The doctor said that Bai Xiaoyu was seriously ill." The news spread among the classes.The news was carefully shared among the students, and sympathy and worry spread like ripples.

"How could it be? The front is obviously fine, can it be cured?"

"Her parents are going crazy, and now she is in the hospital."

"My aunt is in the third hospital. She said that Bai Xiaoyu might be..." A girl shook her head with a sad expression.

The fear of death exchanged in their eyes.

They are already at an age where they can fully understand the meaning of the passing of life.Especially when the object is still alive, a girl beside her.

Then, the head teacher officially announced the news at the class meeting.

"Now Bai Xiaoyu needs to rest. I can understand everyone's desire to visit her together, but her physical condition does not allow her to see so many people."

Then the teacher put forward a suggestion, that is, everyone wrote the words to Bai Xiaoyu in a notebook, and the student representatives went to the hospital to visit.

In the afternoon, the notebooks begin to be passed around the class.When it was passed to Luo Qingxi, more than half of the book had already been written.She turned the front page, most of which were filled with the blessings of her classmates, "You must get better!!" "We are waiting for you to come back!!" "Don't worry about anything!!"

She flipped through a few more pages and found what Yan An had written.What he wrote was: In your playlist for this semester's party, I would like to order "Flying Under the Stars" first.

"Flying Under the Stars" is one of Tan Yun's famous songs.Luo Qingxi thought to herself, Bai Xiaoyu is also Tan Yun's loyal fan.Perhaps it is most appropriate for Yan An to understate the condition of the patient and not mention the condition.

On the second day, the teacher appointed Yan An and Luo Qingxi as student representatives, and handed them this notebook full of blessings from the students in the class.

"I've told Bai Xiaoyu's parents that you can just go there tomorrow."

For this task, the teacher specially gave them half a day off, and asked them to go directly to the hospital to visit Bai Xiaoyu after they came out in the morning.

Luo Qingxi came out very early that day, and she made an appointment with Yan An to meet at the bus station.

It was a foggy morning, the flowerbeds on the roadside were soaked with dew, new mushrooms sprouted under the plane trees, and everything exuded a fresh and new breath.But her classmate is about to die soon.

Luo Qingxi touched her backpack subconsciously, the notebook inside was the wishes of her classmates, the friendship of her high school classmates.She didn't know what to say after seeing Bai Xiaoyu, any words seemed to be understatement in the face of illness.

She can still clearly recall Bai Xiaoyu's singing, her voice is sweet and immature, lacking in skills but full of passion.She likes the way she sings.

Will Bai Xiaoyu really be able to sing again at this semester's party?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel her nose sore.

A figure emerged from the foggy street corner, its movements were quick and smooth.Luo Qingxi took a step back subconsciously, and then she saw it clearly.It was a cat.

The cat was moving very fast, but stopped suddenly when approaching.It stared at her, and those golden eyes shone with a strange light.

"who are you?"

Such a greeting appeared in Luo Qingxi's mind.This is not a voice, but a will that appears in the mind.Clear without any emotion.She subconsciously looked left and right, and there were no passers-by on the street.

"Who are you?" This sentence reappeared in my mind.Luo Qingxi suddenly realized that it was the cat in front of her who was asking her something.

This is impossible.

Even if he is a high school student, Luo Qingxi has already passed the age of fantasy.Cats can never talk.This is impossible.But the questions in my mind are real and clear.She stared at the cat in front of her without blinking, unable to speak a word.

It was a beautiful cat, its golden eyes were like the purest color of fire, and its fur was smooth and shiny.It stared at her, and Luo Qingxi thought it looked handsome and solemn.

"You are touching a taboo that you shouldn't touch..." the cat looked a little confused, "how did you do it?"

The cat said so in her head.Although she understood the meaning of each word, she did not understand its meaning at all.

How is this going?Am I still awake?Or was she just in a dream.But she could smell the earth and dew in the air, and she could smell the aroma of breakfast wafting from the windows of the residents upstairs behind the wall, and the smells were vivid and real.She is not dreaming.

"you……"

"Mr. Cat! Why are you talking to humans?" Another voice sounded, and a boy stepped out of the thick fog and appeared behind the cat.After seeing his face clearly, Luo Qingxi widened her eyes in astonishment.

Yan An?This was her first reaction.But she later denied this idea, the boy in front of her was obviously a few years younger than Yan An, his face was softer but his expression was cold.He is like a shadow of Yan An's past growth, with other elements added, making him younger and more disturbing.

"You are..." The young man who resembled Yan An turned his head and looked at her suspiciously.

Who are you?why am i so scaredLuo Qingxi felt that she couldn't breathe, and her hands were shaking.The person and cat in front of her eyes were blurring, and even her consciousness began to become viscous.

Patting Luo Qingxi's shoulder with one hand, Luo Qingxi turned her head, and Yan An was standing behind her.

Yan An asked: "What are you in a daze for?"

"I..." Luo Qingxi said, "I'm looking at a cat." She turned around, the street corner was empty, only fog.

"What cat?" Yan An said, "There is nothing."

"There is someone beside the cat." She frowned and tried to recall everything just now, but their faces were as blurred as this mist, gradually disappearing from her cognition.After a while, she began to wonder why she was in a daze.

"Are you drowsy?" Yan An said, the corners of his mouth turned up.

"No!" Luo Qingxi retorted, she glanced at Yan An again, Yan An had a beautiful lip shape, and it would make people feel very warm when they curled up.

The two of them walked towards the station.They sat down on the public seats at the station, and Luo Qingxi sorted out the bouquet of flowers in her hands, which she had just picked up from the flower shop.The flowers ordered in front of the teacher also represent the wishes of the students in the class.Yan An took out an Olympiad tutoring book from his schoolbag and started to read it.

"You really race against time."

"It's just a temporary hug." Yan An replied, "I'm about to take an exam." The exam Yan An said was a Mathematical Olympiad competition.Because of the difficulty, not many people in the grade participated in this competition.Luo Qingxi knew the reason why Yan An participated in this competition. Every year, the school has a few places to submit to T University without the test. As long as Yan An can get a good place in this Math Olympiad competition, he will have the qualification to submit to T University.

Only ghosts believe that he is just cramming.Luo Qingxi tilted her head and looked at the bouquet of flowers. After examining it again and again, she found that she forgot to put the card in it.So she opened the backpack, took out the card and pen, put the backpack beside her, and began to write blessings on the card.

Words like "I wish you a speedy recovery" are just helpless comfort for terminally ill patients, she thought.If it was possible, she hoped that Bai Xiaoyu would be safe and sound.

A few minutes later the bus came.Yan An and Luo Qingxi got on the bus.There were a lot of people on the bus, and they were scattered as soon as they got on the bus. After a few stops, Yan An squeezed to Luo Qingxi's side.Luo Qingxi was concentrating on protecting the flowers in her hand.

"These flowers can't be crushed," she said.

"Luo Qingxi, where's your bag?"

Luo Qingxi was stunned. She touched her shoulder, but the bag she was carrying was gone.

"..."

"What about the bag?"

"I forgot it at the bus stop!" she yelled, "That notebook is still in the bag!!"

The two of them got off at the nearest stop immediately.At this time, during the morning rush hour, there are no more than half a car.Yan An told Luo Qingxi that his bicycle happened to be parked nearby when he was a tutor last time.He will ride back to get his bag now.

"Don't worry!" Yan An said, "I'll get it."

Yan An rode his bicycle and disappeared at the intersection of the street.Luo Qingxi ran across the street, anxiously waiting for the return bus.

Time passed slowly at any time. She waited for ten minutes before a bus came.She got on the bus and prayed that her backpack was safe. It contained the wishes of her classmates, and she had to deliver it to Bai Xiaoyu.

The closer she got to their starting point, the more panicked she became.What if someone took her backpack?What if Yan An rides back and can't find his backpack?What if they screwed this up today?

Her hands were sweating, and the scenery outside the car had turned into meaningless outlines of color blocks. She just wanted to go back quickly and see Yan An.Maybe seeing him, all the uneasiness will only prove to be a false alarm.

As long as I can see him.

A green-winged bird flew past the window.

At some point, there were more people on the street.When turning into the street where they started, she saw a crowd of onlookers on the street. Several traffic policemen stood on the street, signaling for the bus to divert, and an ambulance came screaming from behind the bus.

"Car accident!!" "There was just a car accident here!!!" the passengers yelled.

Luo Qingxi got off the bus in a daze.People gathered around the center of the road, not far from the station from which they started.She saw a bicycle lying crookedly on the side of the road.Green-winged birds circled above the crowd and kept singing.

She didn't think about anything and squeezed into the crowd.Traffic police are maintaining order.Several passers-by were lamenting, "I'm still a student, it's too miserable." "Why did I bump into it?"

She saw Yan An.He fell in a pool of blood.She couldn't see his face, only his arms were holding her backpack tightly.

In the evening, Luo Qingxi sat in front of the window.

Yan An was declared invalid by the doctor and died.

Yan An died.

died.

died.

died.

She didn't want to leave the hospital, and her parents pulled her back.

I did him wrong, she thought.

She didn't dare to recall the look on Yan An's parents' faces.

If I hadn't dropped my backpack to write a card.

If only I could be more careful.

No, it would be nice if nothing happened.

If Bai Xiaoyu wasn't sick.

Then everything will be as usual.

Everything will be as usual.

She kept crying, for Yan An who had died, and for Bai Xiaoyu who hadn't seen her yet.In tears of regret and sorrow, she fell asleep.

The next day, it was another day as usual.

After Luo Qingxi finished her breakfast, she picked up her schoolbag and went to school.

It's a new day, and the distant sun shines on the edge of the clouds and in the tops of the trees.Just like any sunny day.

When she walked into the classroom, Bai Xiaoyu was sitting in the front seat with a ruddy complexion, humming Tan Yun's song as usual.

Yan An was immersed in his tutorial book.The students were laughing and talking.

Everything is business as usual.

It was a day like no other.

Yes, this is the life she deserves.

Luo Qingxi subconsciously grabbed the pendant on her chest, and between her fingers, the fine patterns on the wooden sign were swimming slightly, surging like waves.

After a short while, only one silver flower was left on the criss-cross pattern.