In November, the day of the postgraduate entrance examination was approaching. Shi Yi no longer went to class unless it was necessary. She applied for a seat in the library's postgraduate entrance examination study room. Except for lunch and dinner, she would go back to the rental house to eat. The rest of the time, she would study in the study room to prepare for the exam.
Fu Shitian was her strongest support. In addition to the postgraduate entrance examination review, she helped Shi Yi with everything she could do, from small things like washing clothes, cooking, and cleaning the room to big things like Shi Yi's coursework and paper revision. Shi Yi was actually unwilling in her heart, she felt sorry for Fu Shitian and thought she was really working too hard.
However, Fu Shitian really didn't want her to get involved in these things.
During the summer vacation, Shi Yi occasionally cooked dinner for Fu Shitian and could feel Fu Shitian's genuine happiness when he saw her when he came home from work; now, she realized that although Fu Shitian would still praise her and smile when she cooked, it didn't seem to be from the heart.
She always stared at the results of her work after she cooked, after she cleaned up the dishes, after she washed clothes and mopped the floor, when she thought she couldn't see it, with a look full of pain and confusion.
The first time was a coincidence, but after the second and third times, Shi Yi gradually understood.
So she let Fu Shitian do everything she wanted her to do.
If she would really feel better if she took on more responsibility, then let her do it. Her original intention was to make Fu Shitian feel more relaxed, less stressed, and happier.
But unexpectedly, her prediction was wrong, very wrong.
Fu Shitian was really too hard-working, and people's tolerance was limited. Moreover, she could not sleep for long in a day, and she was busy in Ningcheng and Shencheng, attending classes, doing housework, and working part-time outside the school.
At 11 o'clock in the evening on the day when the first draft of the paper was finalized, Shi Yi washed up and went to bed. Fu Shitian was already lying on the bed, which was rare. Under the dim light of the night light, Fu Shitian was curled up in the quilt with his back to her, revealing only a small half of his face, which was the size of a palm, and his eyes were closed, as if he was already asleep.
Shi Yi thought she was tired and couldn't hold on physically, but he felt a little relieved, thinking that she could finally have a good sleep.
She climbed onto the bed very lightly, lifted a small corner of the quilt, and moved herself into the bed with small movements.
The quilt was warm, and it was obvious that Fu Shitian had just warmed her bed not long ago. Shi Yi's heart softened suddenly, and the warm feeling spread from the soles of her feet to her limbs. She couldn't help but turn sideways, and raised her body to quietly kiss Fu Shitian's cheek.
He pushed the hair away from her cheek, lowered his body, and just before his lips were about to touch Fu Shitian's cheek, Shi Yi suddenly froze.
She straightened up and stared in surprise at Fu Shitian's sweaty forehead.
It's almost mid-November and the weather in Shanghai is getting colder. The windows of the rental house are in disrepair and there are still gusts of cool wind blowing in even when they are closed. It's even cold at night if the quilt is too thin. It shouldn't be this hot.
Shi Yi's expression changed, and she reached out to touch Fu Shitian's forehead. As soon as her hand touched Fu Shitian's skin, Fu Shitian trembled slightly under her hand.
Even the sound of breathing seemed to tremble.
Shi Yi then realized belatedly that Si Tian's breathing was so heavy and rapid tonight.
Her expression changed completely. She turned her body, stretched out her hand, and turned on the light with a "click".
"Sitian?!" She pulled down the quilt that covered the lower half of Fu Shitian's face, and only then could she see clearly that under the quilt, Fu Shitian was biting his lower lip tightly with his pearly teeth, and his expression was filled with pain that she had never seen before.
Seeing that he could no longer hide the truth, Fu Shitian turned over with difficulty, opened his eyes and looked at Shi Yi.
Her eyelashes were soaked with cold sweat, her vision was blurred, and her eyeballs were red from the severe pain. www.
She loosened her lower lip and wanted to smile at Shi Yi, but when she opened her lips and before she could say anything, another sharp pain like drilling her marrow came over her, and she could only let out a short and suppressed groan of pain.
My whole body was shaking even more violently, uncontrollably.
Shi Yi’s brain exploded.
She had never seen Fu Shitian like this before, and she had never seen anyone in such pain. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she knelt up, wanting to reach out to hug Fu Shitian, but she pulled her hands back just as she was about to do so.
She was afraid that any random movement would make Fu Shitian feel worse, so she forced herself to calm down and carefully touched Fu Shitian's forehead, cheeks, and body.
Fu Shitian's whole body felt like it had been soaked in water, wet and cold, covered in sweat.
Shi Yi's arm, which was supporting her face, began to go limp.
She turned around and was about to get out of bed: "I'll take you to the hospital."
Fu Shitian finally recovered from the severe pain and reached out to hold the corner of her pajamas: "Shi Yi..."
Her voice was so light and full of breath.
Shi Yi turned his head to look at her.
She clutched her clothes with one hand and covered her stomach with the other. She was hunched over, her face was pale, and there was still pain in her eyes, but her tone was very normal: "I'm fine, just a stomachache, no need to go... to the hospital, I'll be fine in a while."
She seemed to want to laugh, but it was too painful, and laughing was uglier than crying. She seemed to have noticed it herself, so her eyes turned into one of helplessness and pleading.
"It's okay... don't make a fuss about it."
Shi Yi looked at her, his throat seemed to be blocked by something.
She raised her head, took a deep breath, lowered her head, took hold of Fu Shitian's hand that was holding her clothes, and said in a hoarse voice: "No. Don't be stubborn. Bank card, medical insurance card, where is your medical insurance card?" She rummaged through the bedside drawer.
Fu Shitian said stubbornly: "Really, there's no need. From now on... it doesn't hurt so much." As if to prove it, she opened the quilt and supported herself to sit up, but the hand covering her stomach was obviously getting stronger.
Cold sweat trickled down the tip of her nose.
Shi Yi's heart fell with her sweat, falling into the mountain of knives. She couldn't tell whether she felt more pain or panic.
She pulled the coat beside her and covered Fu Shitian with it. As if she had heard Fu Shitian's rejection, she got out of bed swiftly without even changing out of her pajamas, put on her long coat and shoes, and searched for her keys and wallet.
Fu Shitian insisted: "Shi Yi, it's really not necessary..."
"Just lie down for a while... and you'll be fine..." The voice gradually became weaker.
Shi Yi could tell that she was in pain again. She couldn't find the key, and the more anxious she got, the harder it was to find. Why couldn't she find it? Why couldn't she even do something like keeping the key? With a sweet and fishy taste in her throat and her hands shaking unconsciously, she finally found the key in her pocket.
"Can you walk? Come downstairs, we'll take a taxi, hurry up." She walked quickly to Fu Shitian's side of the bed as if she was saved and reached out to help her.
Fu Shitian shook his head: "No, Shi Yi, I don't want to go."
"Come down, I'll help you." Shi Yi acted as if he couldn't hear anything.
"Shi Yi, I really don't want to go." She lowered her head, feeling pain and tired, and her stomach was aching.
"Then I'll carry you."
"Shi Yi!" She finally couldn't hold back her voice anymore, and begged Shi Yi with a tearful voice. Don't let her speak anymore, don't let her emphasize anymore.
Shi Yi really didn't say anything else. She fell silent, motionless, and the air was so quiet that it seemed as if everything was dead.
Fu Shitian became uneasy again.
She raised her head with great effort to look at Shi Yi, who was also looking at her.
Shi Yi cried.
In the cold white light, her eyes were calm, and two lines of tears flowed down her pretty cheeks, silently, quietly and turbulently.
Fu Shitian felt his soul aching for a moment.
How could she make her cry? How could she make Shi Yi cry.
Shi Yi didn't cry the day she broke up with her mother and came back; she didn't cry the day she was deprived of the qualification to continue her studies at the school. But now, she made her cry.
She cried so silently, without any sound.
Tears welled up in Fu Shitian's eyes. She struggled to sit up and hug Shi Yi, but Shi Yi put his hand on her shoulder.
She turned her head away, wiped her tears with her other hand, and asked in a low voice: "Go to the hospital. You can use my medical insurance card."
She knew what Fu Shitian cared about. She also remembered where Fu Shitian's medical insurance card was - she didn't have it anymore.
She secretly saved the insurance premium and bought her a set of autumn clothes for the fall.
Fu Shitian choked up in his throat and could no longer refuse.
She couldn't bear Shi Yi's tears. In the whole world, she was the one who least wanted Shi Yi to cry. But... it was also her who always made her cry.
Meeting Shi Yi was one of the few happy things in her life. And Shi Yi meeting her was the biggest misfortune in his life...
She gave up struggling and let Shi Yi help her get out of bed. The moment she stood up, she felt a sharp pain again, something surged up to her chest. She covered her mouth and couldn't walk steadily even with Shi Yi's support. It took her half a minute to get to the bathroom, which usually only took her a few seconds. She couldn't straighten her back due to the pain. She couldn't even squat beside the toilet after vomiting.
Shi Yi squatted down to let her lean against him, patted her back, tilted his head back, with his jaw and neck lines tense, and said nothing.
Fu Shitian was exhausted and couldn't even vomit out the yellow bile. He leaned against the wall and gasped for breath. His face was wet and it was hard to tell whether it was tears or sweat.
Shi Yi wiped her face and mouth with his sleeve. Then, he squatted in front of her with his back to her and said, "Come on, I'll carry you."
Fu Shitian declined in a low voice: "No need..."
Shi Yi repeated: "Come up." As she said that, she touched Fu Shitian's arm with her backhand and turned her head to stare at her.
Fu Shitian still wanted to refuse, but she saw Shi Yi's eyes clearly.
There was no light in Shi Yi's eyes, only silent mist and thick depression that could not be dispersed.
Fu Shitian's heart was torn apart once again. What should she do? What should she do to return that light to Shi Yi
Shi Yi softened his tone and said again: "Si Tian, come up." There was a hint of pleading and fatigue in his eyes.
Fu Shitian surrendered completely.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she followed Shi Yi's outstretched arms and slowly lay on Shi Yi's back.
Shi Yi carried her on his back, held on to the wall, and stood up slowly but steadily.
"Will it be uncomfortable?" Shi Yi asked her.
Fu Shitian pinched his fingertips and lied to her on her back: "No."
Shi Yi stopped talking and walked out of the room with her on his back.
Her back was thin and weak, like that of a slim girl. Fu Shitian knew how much effort she was putting in just by listening to her breathing.
But step by step, she carried her on her back, walking very steadily. She carried her on her back, walked out of the door, walked to the stairs, and walked down the stairs. No matter how Fu Shitian struggled or begged, she held her thighs tightly and refused to let her go.
At the height of a four-story building, Shi Yi tried his best to walk fast and steadily.
When she stepped down the last step and stepped onto the flat ground, she felt a warm liquid flowing down her neck and into her back. "Shi Yi, put me down." Fu Shitian struggled to slide down again.
Shi Yi held onto the handrail and panted. The veins on the back of her hand were visible because she was holding on too hard. "If you move again, I'm going to fall." She swallowed a mouthful of sweet and fishy liquid and said it as calmly as possible.
Fu Shitian froze for an instant.
Shi Yi tilted his head and rubbed her head, coaxing her hoarsely but gently: "I'll be fine in a while, and there will be a car after a short walk."
Fu Shitian couldn't persuade her and could only lie down again with sobs.
Can't give up, can't let Si Tian feel more pain, can't give in to the body, can't admit defeat, this is Shi Yi's determination as he gritted his teeth and walked down the stairs.
She thought she could.
She thought she was different from other girls her age; she thought she was strong-willed and indestructible.
However, after Fu Shitian refused to use her medical insurance card for fear of adversely affecting her future medical examinations; after she heard Fu Shitian hesitate in answering the doctor in the emergency room, "It hurt... a few times," and the doctor was amazed at her ability to endure such pain; after the doctor determined that it was gallstones and that it would be best to have surgery to remove the gallbladder, which would cost about 20,000 yuan, and Fu Shitian flatly refused, she still broke down.
She used the excuse of going to the nursing station to get the infusion drugs and quickly walked out of the infusion room. Suddenly, she couldn't hold on any longer and faced the wall, leaning against it, biting her lips, trying to hold back her tears until she couldn't breathe.
She couldn't forgive herself for not knowing anything. For so long, the person she cherished so much had been hurt for so long, and she didn't know anything. What kind of selfish world did she live in
At this time, she actually wanted Fu Shitian to be worried about money and put on a forced smile.
How could she be so useless.
She never admitted it, but gradually she had to admit it.
Shi Yi is nothing special, and is even not as good as the average hardworking and capable person.
Without her parents, she would be nothing.
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