In the evening, I went to the hospital to find Meng Siqi, and this morning he told me that he would take me to a charity dinner tonight.
"There's free drinks and beautiful music, I hope you enjoy it," he said.
Passing by a flower shop on the road, thinking about buying a bouquet of flowers, he opened the door and walked in. It was obviously cold and windy outside, but inside the shop was calm and warm.
One mile and one outside, like two worlds.
The flower shop opened near the hospital, on the same street as the fruit supermarket and the shroud wreath. The flowers sold here will be given to lovers, relatives, the living, the sick, and the dead.
How wonderful.
I fancy a kind of chrysanthemum. The bright yellow slender petals are stacked together, rolling out from the inside out, with a touch of bright green, and the smell is fresh and refreshing.
So I bought a dozen and asked the shopkeeper to wrap them for me.
Naturally, it is not for giving to others. No, no, I'm not that vicious yet, I'm giving myself away.
I like this kind of chrysanthemums, and now I'm buying a bunch for reference, in case I die in the future, I can teach Meng Siqi what kind of flowers to buy for the grave.
While waiting, I was bored looking at the flowers in the room, and there was a lonely unopened ginger flower inserted in a transparent glass bottle. It was only one branch, and it looked strangely deserted.
Meanwhile, another guest came in.
The owner hangs a string of silver wind chimes at the door, and every time there is a guest, there is a string of crisp and pleasant sounds.
I was concentrating on looking at the ginger flower, but before I could raise my head, my arm was grabbed by a hand. The hand with the black leather glove was full of strength, and it hurt me a lot. I turned my head in shock and pain, and inadvertently saw the face of an old friend.
"Pei Jiyu!" He seemed in disbelief.
"Chen Erxin, why are you here?" I frowned.
Chen was a classmate of mine in the UK. He holds a British passport and is no longer Chinese. After I left England, I never had any contact with him.
"Why don't you come back to attend the graduation ceremony?" He ignored my doubts and asked.
graduation? God, he still remembers the past four years ago. I was called back to my hometown by my father's thirteen gold medals, and I didn't even hand in my graduation thesis in time, so I still had to attend the graduation ceremony.
I think I studied hard in college for several years, but in the end I didn't even get a paper certificate. I really paid a lot for Leo.
"Something happened at home." I shrugged at him and said vaguely.
Hearing this, Chen Erxin looked up and down my whole body carefully. He looked thoughtful, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a while, he said, "Pei Jiyu, have you finally ruined your family property?"
I couldn't help but laugh.
In the past few days, I have been nesting in Meng Siqi's house and haven't bought any new clothes. At this time, he was wearing Meng Siqi's clothes. Although he was similar in figure to me, it didn't fit me well after all.
He used this to think that my family was in decline.
But when I thought about the situation at home, although it was not ruined, it was bound to be desolate, so I couldn't help but feel sad.
By this time my chrysanthemums had been wrapped and the owner asked me if I needed to attach a card. I thought about it, shook my head and said thank you, no need.
With Chen Erxin by my side, I don't want him to see me do the stupid thing of giving myself flowers.
"What are you doing here?" He only remembered to ask me this question now.
I collected the flowers, paid for them, and said to him, "I'm going to see a friend in the hospital."
"Look at friends, send chrysanthemums?" He raised his eyebrows, "Pei Jiyu, you really haven't changed at all."
I can't be bothered to talk to him.
His prejudice against me has a long history. In Chen Erxin's eyes, Pei Jiyu is the embodiment of all evil, a symbol of viciousness.
In the beginning, we were obviously good friends, but I don't know why it ended up like this.
When I first arrived in the UK, I was unfamiliar with the place, my English was a mess, my homework was extremely poor, and I was of Asian descent, so I had to be ridiculed and isolated by others.
Fortunately, I met Chen Erxin, a fellow of the same family, who helped me practice oral English tutoring and brought me into his circle of friends.
He helped me a lot.
I fully thought that he would be my lifelong best friend, but I never thought that one day I would be tit for tat.
The reason seems to be that in the year I entered the university, I drank too much at the freshman dance, hugged Chen Erxin and shouted Lu Qingfan's name, occasionally interspersed with a few words of heartfelt affection.
The next day when I woke up in Chen Erxin's bed, he sat livid in the morning light and asked me, "Do you have a man you like?"
I hesitated for a moment, but I still didn't want to lie to him, so I nodded.
"He's in China," he added, "at my house."
Hearing this, he had an expression of disappointment, pain and even shame and resentment on his face.
Since then, Chen Erxin has gradually alienated me, and even slandered me as soon as they met, magnified my shortcomings infinitely, and found fault.
That feeling made me feel that he seemed to be forcing himself to create a worthless Pei Jiyu.
Don't ask for truth, just enough to be hateful.
This situation intensified until I picked up Leo on the side of the road, and the relationship between him and me was like a blood feud.
I didn't expect to meet again today.
Is this the legendary evil fate
Chen Erxin said that he also went to the hospital and insisted that I go with him.
I looked at the cold wind that was raging outside the house, and thought that it was only a short distance from the hospital. If I could reduce the wind, it would not be unbearable to sit in the same car with him.
On the parking lot of the hospital, while his attention was still in the car, I opened the door and ran.
Chen Erxin shouted angrily behind me, "Pei Jiyu!"
I don't look back, I don't want to get involved with him.
I only have half a year left to live, and I only want the last happiness.
Entering the building, I walked into the oncology department familiarly.
Because of a handful of yellow chrysanthemums in his arms, he attracted people's attention all the way. I pretended to be indifferent and strode towards Meng Siqi's office.
Standing outside the porch, without entering, I can feel the gloomy clouds and rain in the future. Across a clean glass window, Dr. Meng wearing gold-rimmed glasses was sitting upright behind the square table. In front of him, there were two women, one old and one young, like a mother and daughter.
The young woman stared blankly with a pair of beautiful eyes, and there was no trace of blood on her face. Her mother hugged her shoulders, leaned forward slightly, and anxiously asked Meng Siqi for a series of consultations, and Dr. Meng answered them patiently.
They are all so desperate for life.
I knew Meng Siqi couldn't leave him for a while.
Standing outside the door for a while, feeling bored, went down the elevator again, sat down at random in the hall, watched people come and go, and all kinds of beings, while waiting for him.
After sitting for a while, I could see that everyone who came in and out of the hospital, whether it was a doctor or a patient, had no expression on their faces, as if everyone was covered with a layer of bluish-white human skin mask, and their complexion was gloomy and gray.
At dusk again, demons and monsters appeared in the underworld one after another, and the whole hall was shrouded in cold white light, as if I were in the underworld.
I couldn't help shivering, and it rippled from the bottom of my feet to the top of my head.
I laughed at myself in my heart, no wonder Meng Siqi likes me. I am used to seeing such a character every day, so I am naturally impressed.