The residual temperature is over

The salary of the nurses is really high. After only staying for a few months, Yu Shiye no longer has to worry about money—although he still goes to the supermarket to buy discounted goods for food, but at least he doesn't have to worry about tuition and accommodation fees.

He was freed from the heavy cost of living, took a few breaths, and spent a few days of leisurely relaxation, and then his attention was drawn to the medical equipment in the nursing home.

This transfer stemmed from Andre's complaint about the difficulty of using the injection needle. Yu Shiye didn't understand it at first, it was just a needle, but Andre then made a very vivid metaphor:

"When you use kitchen shears, do you feel that certain brands of kitchen scissors are particularly difficult to use, while others are particularly easy to use?"

"of course."

"Then why don't some brands of needles work better than others?"

"..."

Yu Shiye was persuaded by Andre, he began to notice the medical equipment that appeared beside him, and also noticed the most intuitive evaluation of the users of these medical equipment.

He went back and thought about it all night, and when he waited the next day, he took out a well-designed detailed questionnaire and distributed it among the elderly.The distribution went smoothly, but there was a small accident in the middle of the collection. When he passed a round table in the lounge, he received five crumpled and stained blank questionnaires. It was no big deal, but when he collected , The five old people sitting here started to say something to you, and to me, and said some weird words.

Yu Shiye could never quarrel with the old man.

He pretended not to hear, and turned around to leave, but at this moment, a heavy cough sounded, and Andre pushed the wheelchair into the lounge. He stared straight at the few people in front of him, his eyes sharp as if he had just woken up eagle.

"What happened?"

"It's nothing."

It was Yu Shiye who spoke, but Andre didn't pay attention to Yu Shiye's words. He first went to Yu Shiye's side, reached out to take the blank questionnaires, and then came to the old people, and patted the questionnaires in front of them one by one. Several old people retreated in unison.

"If you have anything to say to me, I suggest that we communicate directly. Don't you feel ashamed to bully a child?" Andre sneered, and raised his chin, "Now, put the dirt on you This questionnaire is completed."

Finally, these questionnaires returned to Yu Shiye in good condition.

On the way back, Yu Shiye told Andre tactfully: "I'm not a child anymore."

"Oh," said Andre, "how old are you?"

"20."

"Child," Andre still called, he laughed loudly, "do you know how old I am?"

"74." Of course Yu Shiye knew, this was the information he had known since he started working.

"20 years ago, before you were born, I had already lived in this world for 54 years, so no matter how old you are, you are just a child to me."

Children are children, and children have to do their own things.

Although Yu Shiye had obtained all the questionnaires from this nursing home, the questionnaires from a single nursing home were not enough for reference. Then, he went to other nursing homes, collected many samples, and summarized them into a PPT.

What followed was without any difficulty.

When he presented the PPT for the pharmaceutical company he was optimistic about, he was admitted without any suspense and became one of the company's sales representatives in this city.

This was considered a good thing, but the working hours of sales overlapped with that of the nursing home, which meant that Yu Shiye had to give up his nursing work in the nursing home.

He told Andre about it.

Andre seemed a little melancholy, he was not a man who concealed his feelings, he just kept conquering, conquering, and always being his own master.

"It's normal to change jobs. Why do you act like you're sorry for me? Do you think I'll have no one to accompany you after you leave? Do you think I'm your responsibility?"

"I……"

Andre commented: "Boy, don't put too many unnecessary burdens on your shoulders. Our relationship is really beautiful, but I have my life and you have yours. Remember, look forward. "

***

After a conversation, Yu Shiye resigned from the nursing home and started to sell medical equipment.

Thanks to a lot of research done before, Yu Shiye's sales work went very smoothly. In the blink of an eye, he completed many big orders, and in the blink of an eye, he changed from an ordinary sales representative to a branch supervisor. .

The ding-dong sound on the mobile phone, representing the incoming funds, rang anytime, anywhere, day or night.He has living expenses and tuition fees for the next four years, so he doesn't have to worry about money anymore.

Yu Shiye became much more relaxed, he had more time to deal with his studies, and he did not forget to go back to the nursing home to visit Andre.His studies are very good, and Andre's situation is also good. Their relationship has not weakened because of the separation. On the contrary, it has become an aged wine, which is getting more and more flavorful.

But occasionally, in the middle of the night, Yu Shiye, who was sleeping alone in the room, would feel a little dazed, and he always had a vague sense of dissatisfaction.

Everything he wanted to achieve seems to have been achieved so far.

But reading books and earning money should not be the whole of my life.There should be...something else I should do.

Before finding his goal, Yu Shiye first received a message from Andre.

Andre told him: "Take a moment and come to my funeral."

From receiving the news until meeting Andre, Yu Shiye's mind was in chaos.

The normal world was turned upside down in his eyes, he could hardly hear the sound around him, his ears were buzzing all the time, as if an old-fashioned radio could not receive the channel.

This reminded him of the past that frightened him the most, the death of Grandpa Wen Bieyu——

"Boy, calm down, I'm not dead yet."

It was Andre's voice that called Yu Shiye back from his panic.

Yu Shiye looked at the old man, the old man was actually the same as before, with bright eyes and strong spirit.

Yu Shiye opened his mouth, and he found that his voice was so tense that it was unreal: "——Why."

"Why did you choose to die, or why did you come here?" Andre asked.

"Both!" Panic turned into anger at this moment, and Yu Shiye didn't know why he felt angry, but the raging anger was like sparks falling on the grassland, burning into a prairie fire in the blink of an eye.

"Choose death because of this."

Andre passed a medical report to Yu Shiye.

Yu Shiye took the thin paper and read it quickly. He has recently been engaged in the business of medical equipment, and he has added a lot of medical knowledge, so he can already understand these things.After seeing everything clearly, Yu Shiye's heart sank to the bottom: "Could it be a misdiagnosis..."

"I've been to three hospitals. One was misdiagnosed, and all three were misdiagnosed?" Andre told Yu Shiye, "I only have the last three months of sobriety. For the rest of the time, I will not die, but my My muscles would start to atrophy, my brain would gradually shrink, and I would end up completely paralyzed in bed, forgetting about myself, forgetting to love me and the people I love... and forgetting your body."

He stared deeply at Yu Shiye.

"Is it me who lives in this world?"

Yu Shiye closed his eyes tightly.

"Xiaoye, what does death look like in your mind? Is it grim? Is it exhausted?..." Andre used a lot of words to describe death. When he said "blood dripping", he saw Yu Shiye The whole person trembled.

So he understood, and he forcefully told Yu Shiye:

"Nobody can come to my funeral, but you must."

"Xiao Ye, look at me. Don't be afraid of death, and don't panic when you hear death." The next moment, toughness turned into gentleness, and Andre told Yu Shiye gently, "This is just a process that life must go through, just like fallen leaves Always return to the earth. As I said before, you should learn about it."

"You know, the happiness of life is not living. The happiness of life is the living of oneself. I choose to die, and I don't mean to give up and despair. It's not all pain..."

Little by little, he told the child in front of him his mood and wisdom.

He wants to help him, to move on from the past.

"It was also a relief and relaxation, my goodbye to the world. It was like at the last moment, I shook hands with it and smiled again. I said, 'It's been a bit hard this way, and now, I want to sleep well. Sleepy', it replied, 'please have a good rest'."

"It's time for me to sleep." Andre sighed. "At the end of the dream, I want you to pull the quilt for me and say to me, 'Good night, have a good dream.'"

***

After this passage, Yu Shiye couldn't say a single word of rejection.

He attended Andre's funeral. The funeral was arranged in a rugby stadium differently. Andre invited the people who came to the funeral to watch a rugby game. It resounded through the sky from the beginning of the game. Andre was also one of the yelling crowd. He was more anxious than the athletes on the field. Falling down, it seemed that he was about to overcome the physical damage and could stand up from the wheelchair.

When the game was over and everyone left, Andre was drenched in sweat, but he was full of joy, and his joy was as bright and refreshing as the sky after the rain.

Then, everyone said goodbye to Andre.

Dressed in solemn funeral clothes, they walked up to Andre one by one, shook hands with Andre, and said goodbye to Andre.

Andre also shook hands with them goodbye.

Standing behind Andre, Yu Shiye said a simple farewell without loud vocals and mournful cries, and without the paper-like absurdity in Yu Shiye's memory.Retained in his memory, the pale picture of the funeral was covered and replaced by the one in front of him.

Everyone left.

In the end, Yu Shiye and Andre were left here. Yu Shiye pushed Andre's wheelchair and walked towards the sunset. They walked silently for a long time until they came to the tombstone that Andre had chosen for himself.

In this green grassy cemetery, Andre pointed to the blank tombstone and said to Yu Shiye: "You will write my epitaph, and I believe you will sum up my life properly."

The shackles in Yu Shiye's heart finally loosened, and the bone in his throat disappeared. He said in a low voice:

"……goodbye."

"Goodbye, my baby boy." Andre gave him more of a response.

After responding, Andre smiled.

"Actually, we still have to meet again. I haven't decided when to inject euthanasia. Although I told you well before and let you understand it and overcome it, but when things come to an end, I'm still afraid... You say, I am Isn't it a little weak?"

"No, not at all!" Yu Shiye retorted.

Andre laughed again.

This time, Yu Shiye understood that today's yelling and laughing were all the old man's venting of his inner emotions.

In the following time, Yu Shiye originally wanted to accompany Andre until the day he decided to euthanize, but Andre refused him lightly and resolutely.

"We each have our own lives, what happened before, and what will happen afterward."

So at the end of the day, Yu Shiye stopped talking about company, and they talked about the sky, about skydiving, about the joy of facing fear and overcoming fear, and endless romance appeared in Andre's mouth again.

Listen, listen, Yu Shiye can also say this sentence: "...where did you skydive?"

He wanted to go to the place where Andre had skydived and experience skydiving.

***

After the funeral at the football field, the days moved on without a hitch.

Until Yu Shiye received a call from Andre.

"I decided the time to die is now. Ono, I want to see you."

He saw Wen Bieyu in the crowd.

Wen Bieyu appeared in front of him.

He didn't dare to blink, but people passed by, and he still lost Wen Bieyu's trace without blinking.

The phantom man disappeared.

And he had to go, go to a real farewell.