Zheng Yijia and Chen Erxin have already confirmed the time to leave.
I made an appointment with her to meet at the Opinion Cafe. When I arrived, Zheng Yijia was already sitting there. She saw me and waved to me.
I looked at my watch, walked over, and as soon as I sat down, I said, "It's so early, I thought I was late."
Men don't mind waiting an extra ten minutes for women, it's their due privilege.
Zheng Yijia said with a smile, "This kind of reserved trick is only suitable for the opposite sex who has an affair, but never between friends."
I have only met her three times, but we get along very happily, and I feel like old friends at first sight. There is indeed a need to pay attention to fate between people. Many people have known each other for many years, but they are still just casual acquaintances.
The white head is as new, and the cover is as old as before, why, knowing and not knowing.
This sentence suddenly popped up in my mind, and I was a little relieved for He Li. I have been with him for four years and have never known each other. It would be so sad if we were really together. I should be extremely grateful to be able to get out early.
The waiter came over, Zheng Yijia ordered a glass of Blue Mountain, and it was my turn, I thought about it and ordered a glass of latte.
The waiter left quickly, and Zheng Yijia looked at me in surprise, "My cousin said that you always like black coffee, why do you change your taste now?"
"He's talking nonsense. I've always been sweet, so why would I like black coffee?" I was also surprised, not knowing where Chen Erxin got this impression.
"He said that when he was studying, he once saw you drinking a large cup of espresso without changing your face, and he was always terrified when he saw you."
I touched the forehead, but Chen Erxin misunderstood again.
When I was young, I was angry with Lu Qingfan, and after the monthly routine phone calls, I felt extremely uncomfortable, so I had to torture myself with bitterly bitter coffee, thinking that I could achieve the effect of fighting poison with poison.
Unexpectedly, Chen Erxin would think that I love black coffee, no wonder the last time we met, he ordered a cup of Mandheling for me, almost thinking that he was going to torture me to death, so as to vent his anger.
Seeing this, Zheng Yijia already knew three points, "Probably my cousin is pretending to be smart again."
She already knew her cousin's temperament well.
"He is still angry, thinking that you lied to him, and he doesn't want to see you, so I'm the only one who came to say goodbye to you." Zheng Yijia couldn't help asking me, "Still refused to tell my cousin about your illness?"
"I didn't mean to hide it from him, but I didn't know how to speak. The timing was always wrong, so I just procrastinated." I thought for a while and said, "Besides, getting cancer is not such a good news. It's not good to spread it around, is it?" Life or death is only my business."
"No, your life and death is definitely not your business alone. Your life will involve all the people around you. Whether you like it or hate it, they are all entangled with you. If you disappear for no reason, it is absolutely It's a major event. You underestimate your own energy too much." Zheng Yijia suddenly corrected.
I don't know how to answer the call.
It happened that the coffee was served at this time, and after the waiter left, Zheng Yijia continued, "But you are right, these are all your business after all, if you don't want to talk about it, I will keep it a secret for you."
"I always thought that I was irrelevant. There are already so many people in the world, and I am not the only one. After hearing what you said today, I suddenly realized that I am also indispensable." I smiled wryly.
Zheng Yijia stopped entangled in this topic, she asked me, "How is your condition?"
"Perhaps a miracle will appear." I wasted too much time, and even if Meng Siqi didn't say it, I was vaguely aware of it.
But Zheng IKEA was not sad for me. She looked at me and said slowly, "Do you know that a miracle is called a miracle because it has happened before. As long as you firmly believe, it will definitely come true."
I was moved and said to her, "I will definitely remember your words firmly."
Before saying goodbye, Zheng Yijia asked me one last time, "Are you really going to tell my cousin?"
I nodded, "I hope he will think that I'm still alive in this world all his life, or later, when all the dust settles. Tell him now that I don't have much time, it's just delaying his life for nothing."
Zheng Yijia said, "My cousin will never think that you are thinking of him."
I shook my head, "Actually, I'm thinking about myself. I'm afraid that Chen Erxin can't help dragging me to die with him after he finds out about it. It's over once and for all."
Zheng Yijia let out a burst of laughter, and she patted my shoulder, "I hope that I can still meet with you next time I come to China."
"Definitely." I smiled, "I have an obligation to let the world know that miracles are still happening to the world."
Zheng Yijia stared at me, tears filled his eyelashes suddenly, and his eyes were red.
She came over and hugged me, "Goodbye, Pei Jiyu. Nice to meet you."
I hugged her back tightly, "Goodbye, goodbye."
At night, Meng Siqi called me over and gave me a handful of colorful pills.
"Give you Skittles."
I looked at the box of painkillers, a jumble of colors that looked almost real at first glance.
I smiled at Meng Siqi, "You don't do your job during working hours, be careful that the hospital will fire you."
"You're being self-indulgent. I won't waste my work for you. I did these for you during my lunch break." He said with a smile.
My second phase of treatment has been fixed, the day after my father's will was announced.
"A blood test should be done before that," Meng Siqi said.
"Could something go wrong?" I asked.
"It's just a routine inspection. You are in good condition recently, and there will be no mistakes." He comforted me.
But I still have uneasiness in my heart, I really don't have confidence in myself.
That night, I fell into a dream again.
The scene in the dream is very real, and it is still vivid in my mind after waking up.
I dreamed that I was still a child, with white hands and feet, weak and tender. My father and mother are still alive, and each of them took me by the hand and led me slowly on a road full of white flowers.
At such a young age, I don't understand anything, but I feel complete and happy in my heart. The soft breeze brushed my face, and I laughed happily.
Turning around, I saw colorful butterflies flying among the flowers, lightly flying up and down, I was tempted, let go of the hands of my father and mother, and ran happily to the flowers on the side of the road.
The flowers around me were as tall as me. I lightly moved the bushes, and stretched out my two hands carefully towards the butterfly. Butterflies seem to understand people's thoughts, flapping their wings a few times, and then stopped in my palm.
I was full of astonishment, staring at the butterfly in my palm intently, my whole heart was attracted.
However, a light breeze came from nowhere, and the butterfly in the palm of the hand also went with the wind, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye. I was so anxious, I looked around, but I couldn't find the shadow of the butterfly after all.
Immediately mourned and wept bitterly, as if losing a treasure. I murmured "Mom, Dad" and looked at them with tears in my eyes. I thought they were always waiting for me, and they would definitely come to comfort me.
But the moment he turned his head, he suddenly discovered in horror that there was no one there.
And I am no longer a white, tender and round child, but in a short time, my bones are jointed, my body is mature, and I have grown into an adult.
Only the spiritual man refuses to grow up, and stands there with tears hanging down, dazed and sad.
In the middle of the night, he was shaken awake by Meng Siqi, and he said, "You have been unable to wake up from the nightmare."
I sat up with cold sweat on my forehead.
"I dreamed that my parents left me, and I couldn't catch up with them." I described the dream scene to Meng Siqi.
"I've made mistakes half my life, and I can't even forgive myself," I said.
"There is an old saying in China, 'If you know a mistake, you can correct it, and there is nothing good about it'. That is to say, there is no mistake that cannot be corrected. In the past, you chose the wrong path. From now on, just walk back slowly. Don't worry, I have enough patience to wait for you Come to me." He separated my palms and gently stroked the vertical and horizontal lines on the palm, "I am not a butterfly in your dream, I will fly away after staying for a while, I am the lines on your palm, and I will be with you for the rest of my life."
I couldn't help holding his hand tightly.
I hope God will give me enough time to correct the mistakes.