The residual temperature is over

A nasty old man is still a vibrant old man.

He doesn't have the habitual lethargy of old people at all. He has quick thinking and strong action. He is vigorously pursuing an old lady in the nursing home. One day, flowers and cards, and the next day, cakes and cookies, causing heated discussions in the nursing home.

As the old man's nurse, Yu Shiye had to do a lot of things that he didn't need to do under normal circumstances.

Such as choosing a bouquet, such as making a cake, such as standing next to the old lady and pretending to read a book when talking with an old gentleman, but actually listening to the wall, so that the old man can grasp the preferences of the old lady in a quiet manner, so as to get twice the result with half the effort ;He even learned some magic techniques, just to cooperate with this old man and let him show off in front of everyone...

In this nursing home, Yu Shiye took care of a total of five elderly people, but the other four were bundled together, and there was no trouble for Andre.

But these are not unbearable, he always has to stay here for such a long time, it is better to have something to do than nothing.

The first conflict between Yu Shiye and Andre was when they went fishing.

There is a long stream with twists and turns, and the fishermen are always sitting by the river. The old man in the wheelchair is unobtrusive. He waved his fishing rod and said a word casually:

"You have been here for two months, isn't it enough for you to get out of the shadow of being dumped by your little girlfriend?"

Yu Shiye, who was looking at the stream, was startled, but he hadn't reacted yet.

Andre continued to comment: "It's been at least sixty days, which is almost enough for you to understand that tomorrow isn't the end of the world, right? This is just a love affair. People have to learn to look forward..."

The wound sealed in his heart was suddenly dug open, and Yu Shiye was unprepared and exposed to the sky in embarrassment.

After the sudden sharp pain, there was extreme anger. Yu Shiye's voice was like a sharp knife: "I don't need others to judge my affairs!"

"Boy, calm down, no one wants to judge your life. But I don't want to be around every day with a bitter nurse, like I'm going to die tomorrow. I say, you should ask more Look ahead..."

"...Why do you say that?"

Yu Shiye's anger had nowhere to go.

In a foreign country, without relatives.

Standing here alone, he asked softly:

"what do you know?"

"I just know that everyone should look forward." Andre turned his head and looked at him, his emerald eyes flashed with a cold light, "Only the dead cannot look forward."

***

Apart from annoying Yu Shiye, thin words no longer have any power.

Yu Shiye began to dream about the past frequently, the dreams were very messy, sometimes it was him and Wen Bieyu, sometimes it was him and Wen Bieyu and Wen Bieyu's grandfather, sometimes he had his own parents.No matter what kind of development, these dreams ended with Yu Shiye being awakened.Then reality flooded in overwhelmingly, restricting his breathing, sucking his nutrients, and making him dizzy day by day.

This made his mood worse. He was still working in the nursing home and met some additional requirements of Andre, but he would not say a word to Andre unless necessary.

When one person's tragedy gets into the mouths of others, it becomes a story.

And he didn't want to hear his own story from other people's mouths.

Yu Shiye's silence had no effect on Andrei.The old man's pursuit was passionate and intense, with endless romantic means. Soon, Andre and the old lady he pursued officially confirmed their relationship as a couple, and they always accompanied each other during the rest time.The old lady's legs and feet are fine, so people in the nursing home can often see a short elderly woman walking around in the garden outside the nursing home pushing a wheelchair.

She just entered the nursing home at the beginning of this year. When she came in, she was depressed and in a trance. She often didn't leave the room once a day. When she came out occasionally, she would turn a blind eye to other people's greetings. Yu Shiye sometimes heard other nurses talking about this old lady. She has a name, Mantha, and most of the time the nursing staff call her affectionately by that name, but sometimes, like when sitting in an office that belongs only to the nursing staff, they also call her "307":

"How is 307's recent health condition?"

"Very weak and lacking energy."

"Has she been allowed to participate in the competition organized by the nursing home?"

"Of course, but she lacks interest, even if she goes, she will just sit on the sidelines in a daze."

"That's not good."

The meaning of this sentence is that room 307 is likely to be vacant again in a short period of time, and is waiting for its next owner.

But it’s not the same now. The old lady who used to be sleepy and in a trance seemed to be infected by Andre’s vitality. She began to choose clothes, dress up, and reorganize her fluffy curly hair into delicate curls. At this time, Andre would take out a box of colorful bowknot clips, and clip them on the silver-white hair one by one.

Then they started chatting, and they seemed to have endless topics to talk about. As a nurse, Yu Shiye couldn't stay too far away from the elderly he was taking care of. He didn't deliberately listen to them, but a few words still reached his ears.

They talked about movies, music, their favorite things, and their past and future life. He knew that Andre was an athlete in the past, and Mansha seemed to be a nurse.

Perhaps because of Mansha's profession, they even talked about death.

Mansha told Andre that she had seen too much death, and she only hoped that her death was sober, and in the last sober time, she could hold his hand firmly and hear him say "I love you" again. ".

In this peaceful and quiet afternoon, the setting sun is golden, dragging the light, making the shadows of the two old people embrace each other.

Then, everything came so fast.

One night, Mansha had a sudden emergency and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

When Yu Shiye heard the news and rushed to the hospital with Andre, Mansha had already come out of the emergency room and entered the ICU ward. A few days later, she was transferred from the ICU to the general ward with a respirator on her mouth and nose. , full of tubes.

Andre went to see him during the day, her family was by her side, and the small ward was packed to the brim.

In the evening, Andre asked Yu Shiye to take him to see it again.

Yu Shiye couldn't refuse, any good feelings would remind him of himself and Wen Bieyu.Because I have lost it, I want to find a placebo-like phantom from the fragments of life.

He took Andre again and secretly came to the hospital ward.

This time, the ward was empty, only the screen lights of medical equipment disrupted the drowsy night.

He stood at the door and saw Andre maneuvering the wheelchair to the side of the hospital bed.

Andre held the old man's hand and called softly, "Mansha."

no answer.

Andre said again: "I love you."

Still no answer.

The dull breathing sound brought by the ventilator was heard in the room, and the old man was not asleep. She opened her eyes, and stared blankly at a point in the room with her pale eyeballs.Her heart was still beating, her blood was still circulating, and her limbs were still warm.

But her mind and soul are far away from her body.

Yu Shiye saw Andre holding Mansha's hand with both hands, his head was hanging down, a tear oozed from the corner of his eye, slid down his cheek, came to his chin, and finally dripped on the bedding, becoming a wet round spot .

***

Mansha is like a body placed on the operating table. From time to time, some are deleted here and some are filled there, and finally the original appearance cannot be discerned. Even so, she couldn't hold on for too long. A month later, Yu Shiye attended her funeral together with Andre.

On the night of the funeral, Yu Shiye saw Andre drinking in the room, the empty whiskey bottle fell on the ground, and there was a waning moon outside the window, imprinting his dismal face.

Yu Shiye hesitated outside for a moment, knocked on the door, stepped in, and said in a low voice: "...The sorrow will change."

The sound is like delayed magic.

It took a long time for Andre to hear it. He came to his senses, raised his head, and smiled slightly at Yu Shiye: "Death is indeed the end, but this is the end that everyone must experience. Old people like me and her have nothing to see through That's it. But you, is this your first time facing death?"

Yu Shiye was stunned for a long time, then slowly shook his head.

"During the funeral today, you were always afraid. You obviously didn't want to face the corpse, but you forced yourself to face it." Andre was calm and objective, "You are forcing yourself."

Yu Shiye was silent for a while, and laughed at himself: "I'm afraid of many things, I'm afraid of ghosts, I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of heights... I don't want to face them, but..."

"But you know you can't."

Yes.Yu Shiye knew he couldn't do it.

He can't simply not face them like this, he always has to face them.

"Ever tried skydiving?" Andre said suddenly.

"No……"

"Why not try?" Andre asked.

"because of this……"

"It's frightening." Andre added what Yu Shiye didn't say, "Not only people who are afraid of heights are afraid, but ordinary people are also afraid."

The old man under the window is manipulating the wheelchair, facing Yu Shiye.

"Take a plane to the sky above the sky, and then jump into the surging sea of ​​white clouds. You think that your behavior will make you leave this world...but it's not. It gives you a new understanding of the world and your inner heart. Opportunity." He whispered softly, his voice was slightly ethereal, like the howling wind in the sky, "When you are closest to death, you penetrated the barrier of life, and you saw a purer world, a more real world. self."

"One is always afraid, just as one is always sad."

There was still a sense of depression on Andre's face, and it was this decadence that gave his frivolous words a heavy power:

"What we have to do is to understand them and overcome them. The unknown is always scary, but when you understand all this, the fear has to slip away from your heart. Try skydiving when you are free. You're going to love it."

Later they said more things.

Yu Shiye sat beside the old man, letting the old man caress his shoulders, he listened to the old man tell the stories in the sky, those novel and interesting stories, bit by bit, revealed the veiled sky to Yu Shiye.

His heart also flew into the sky following the old man's description, soaring in the boundary of freedom.

The death of today is gradually leaving him, and the death of the past seems to fade away.

They laughed at the stories, and their laughter drove the gloom away.