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Ceramics walked out of the gate of the city hospital like a ghost.

End stage liver cancer.

These four words on the diagnosis certificate kept magnifying, magnifying, and magnifying again in my mind.

He felt as if he was dreaming, so he couldn't help pinching the outside of his thigh with his right hand, and he felt the pain. He squatted on the ground, ignoring the surprised eyes of passers-by, and buried his head between his knees and cried bitterly. .

Ever since he was born on the unlucky day of April [-], [-]X, ceramics have been very unlucky. His mother was already weak, and she didn't take care of it after giving birth to him. She was lingering and sick for more than half a year. He died after calling his mother. His father was heartbroken, and soon after, he also had a car accident and passed away.

Ceramics, who is not yet one year old, has become an orphan.

There were not many relatives in his family, and those who were a little closer felt that his life was fierce and would kill everyone around him, and no one was willing to adopt him.He stayed in the orphanage for three years, and finally a crippled cousin brought him home.

The cousin was in his 30s, and because of his disability, he never got a wife and had no ability, so he could only rely on a small grocery store to survive.He has a cold personality and doesn't like to talk. He always stares at people with a pair of cloudy eyes, which makes people panic.

Although he has no shortage of food and clothing for ceramics, he can't say how good he is. He raises him like a puppy or cat.

My cousin has no other hobbies, but only likes watching TV and drinking. When he was drunk, he often played pottery, so that from the age of four to high school, he always had various bruises on his body.

At first he cried and struggled desperately, but then he gradually realized that it was useless to hide no matter what, the sky and the earth were big, there was only one place for him to stay, and he had to go back there whether he wanted to or not.

He never cried again, and whenever his uncle beat him, he just lowered his head and gritted his teeth to endure silently.

He didn't know whether he was being persevering or weak. He only knew that his cousin was his only relative. He gave him a home. Although it wasn't spacious and warm, it was still a home. No matter how he treated him, he wanted For his retirement.

In such a growing environment, Ceramics' youth was not very happy to speak of.

He was indoctrinated by the adults that ceramics would harm people, and his neighbors didn't like to play with him. He was a nerd at school, and he firmly believed in the teacher's saying that "knowledge changes destiny". He only reads books and does homework, and never participates in extracurricular activities. It seems very boring, and his classmates are unwilling to take the initiative to get close to him.

There are only a few teachers who like ceramics. They are diligent and motivated. In the first year of high school, because of his good grades, he began to represent his class frequently in various competitions in the city and the province, and then brought back certificates. praise.

An ordinary and poor teenager became a celebrity on campus overnight.Wherever he goes, people will discuss him, some good, and naturally some bad.Ceramics doesn't care, he has become numb to all kinds of gossip since he was a child, compared with the harsh remarks of adults, the criticism of his classmates is not very lethal to him.

Ceramics studied hard and lived quietly. Before the age of 16, his dream was very simple and simple: to be admitted to a key university, find a good job, buy a big house for his cousin, and then marry a wife and have a child.

At that time, many of the classmates around him were in love with each other, and they started their first love, and they would occasionally cast their eyes on those young and lovely girls in the class during their spare time breaks. But soon, he found that he was not interested in girls at all.

On the contrary, he didn't know when he started to develop a habit. Every time he was tired from reading, he would turn his head and look at the boys playing basketball with their shirts off on the basketball court outside the window.

One day, when I was in class, I was always reading idle books. Except for copying homework and test papers, my deskmate Luo Yingxi, who never talked to ceramics, stuffed a few comic books with colorful covers into his desk, begging: "Good ceramics, The teacher is coming to hand in my book again, can you hide it for me for a while?"

Ceramics kindly did not refuse.

After school, Luo Yingxi, who had escaped the catastrophe, left with her buddies and left the comic book behind. Ceramics was busy making exercise books and forgot about it.When he remembered, Luo Yingxi had already gone home.

His home is a little far away from the school, and he usually solves it simply at school at noon, and the lunch time is not so fast, he took out the comic books and flipped through them in a bit of boredom, but he saw a lot that made him blush and heartbeat screen.Thinking of the girls gathered together flipping through comic books, their eyes twinkling, their cheeks blushing and whispering, Ceramic finally realized belatedly that what Luo Yingxi gave him was the so-called Japanese comics they said.

Driven by strong curiosity, ceramics secretly flipped through those comics while there was no one in the classroom.After reading it, fine sweat broke out on his forehead, back and both palms, and his heart was beating very fast.

"So it's like this..." Staring at the most explicit page, he seemed to understand, but he was still a little confused.

That night, he had an extremely voluptuous dream. In the dream, the face of the person was blurry, but Ceramic knew very well that the person was "he", not "she".

During the morning reading class the next morning, Luo Yingxi finally remembered to take back the manga. She casually asked Ceramics, "Hey, dear baby, didn't you peek?"

Ceramic's face instantly turned as red as a tomato.

Luo Yingxi stared at him in disbelief, "Did you see it?!"

Ceramics can't lie, she nodded honestly, her eyes dodged, and she didn't dare to meet her.

Luo Yingxi stared at him for a long time, then suddenly thumped the table and laughed loudly, "Oh my god, you can actually watch this kind of stuff..."

The students all around looked at them.

Ceramic was in a hurry, and covered Luo Yingxi's mouth, "Hush your voice!"

His face was still red, Luo Yingxi was overjoyed, she broke away from his hand and lay down on the table looking at him ambiguously, "Does it look good?"

"Stop talking, I didn't watch it on purpose!" Ceramics was extremely embarrassed.

"Oh? I didn't watch it on purpose, did I force you to watch it?"

Ceramic lowered his head, holding a book to cover his flushed face, thinking of the picture in the comic book and the absurd dream he had, his head was about to smoke.

Seeing his reaction like this, Luo Yingxi realized for the first time that her elm-like deskmate was actually quite cute. She stopped teasing him and comforted him instead, "Actually, it's nothing to look at, it's normal. Lah, you are a boy, not to mention both me and a woman can watch..."

After the comic incident, Luo Yingxi suddenly became friendly to ceramics, and she never forgot to leave a copy for him of any food, drink, and fun, and chatted with him all over the world if she didn't go out to play after class.

It was the first time someone got so close to her, ceramics was almost flattered, and she became more serious every time she did homework and test papers, lest she would cause Luo Yingxi to make mistakes.When she talked to him, no matter how boring the topics were, he patiently listened to them with a smile.

No matter how careless Luo Yingxi was, she could still feel his cautiousness. She felt complicated, a little guilty, and also a little unexplainable sadness and distress.After getting along for a long time, she found that this deskmate didn't care about anything other than grades at all, as other students said. He was very careful, gentle, and caring. He was also very sensitive and fragile.

"Ceramic, do you have any friends?" She asked him softly.

Ceramics was a little embarrassed when asked, "No."

"After that, can I be your friend?" Luo Yingxi said.

Ceramic's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?"

"Yeah!" Luo Yingxi nodded seriously, and then showed a look of contempt, "Hey, you won't be moved to tears, are you?"

"I didn't!"

"Hmph, it's fine if you don't have one... Hey, since we're friends, don't let me copy today's homework, you can just write it for me!"

"..."

Tao Ceramics just made her first friend in her life. She is female, her family is rich, she is not beautiful, but she is very cute. She looks a bit rude and irritable on the outside, but she is actually a very kind girl.

She always tried her best to treat him well without hurting Ceramic's self-esteem. She made Ceramic feel the warmth of a friend for the first time.

Most girls at the age of fifteen or sixteen have boys they have a crush on and idols they admire, and Luo Yingxi is no exception.She doesn't like any boys yet, she's just madly infatuated with a boy band called "Night Star".

The band members are all handsome guys, and the lead singer is especially heroic.

After class one day, Luo Yingxi excitedly pointed to a boy on the cover of an entertainment magazine and said to Ceramics, "Look, isn't he handsome?"

Ceramics glanced at it, and saw five young boys wearing hippie costumes in five colors and posing coolly with their respective musical instruments on the cover.The one in the middle has short silver hair, wears a bright red graffiti T-shirt and ripped light blue low-slung jeans, holds the black microphone in front of him with both hands, lifts his chin slightly, and squints his long and beautiful eyes The people from the magazine have a half-smile look on their faces.

Staring at that person for a full 2 ​​minutes, Tao Zi heard herself asking, "Who is he?"

"You don't even know him, what a bumpkin! Listen to me clearly, his name is Ge Rui, and he is the lead singer of Ye Xing!" Luo Yingxi folded her hands together and said dreamily, "You know Ye Xing, right? I gave it to you yesterday." They sang the song "Last Night's Stars", and they are now the most popular and youngest band in the country, and there are no five members including Ge Rui..."

What Luo Yingxi said later, ceramics didn't hear clearly, he lowered his head and continued to look at the person in the middle.

Evening Star.Gerry.

The author has something to say:

This article is not written from the boyhood, just to explain the previous situation.

Ceramics is not really terminally ill, so don't be scared.Remember the iron rule that I am my own mother.