Lin Chaosheng waited until three o'clock in the afternoon to cool the food in the lunch box, but Lu Chenfeng still hadn't returned. He turned on the screen of his mobile phone countless times, but there was no information.
As dusk approached, the door of the ward rang, Lin Chaosheng finished writing a line of reading notes, and Lu Chenfeng walked into the room with a few sheets, his face pretending to be calm and calm. He loosened the cufflinks and folded up his sleeves. He stroked the bridge of Lin Chaosheng's nose with his index finger and explained, "Professor Gai happened to be there. I chatted with him for a while, so I came back late."
Although Lu Chenfeng entered the door and poured a small box of mints into his mouth, Lin Chaosheng could still smell the faint smell of tobacco adhering to his clothes. Taking advantage of the interval between the other party's washing hands, Lin Chaosheng glanced at the list that Lu Chenfeng had hidden in the drawer of the bed cabinet. In addition to his own case analysis, there was also an operation consent form that he was not unfamiliar with.
Lu Chenfeng had water droplets hanging from his forehead, and rubbed his face into Lin Chaosheng's towel. His voice was a little dull: "Don't waste your lunch at noon, I'll eat it when it's hot, and I'll make you dinner."
Lin Chaosheng obeyed his arrangement, watched him go out and then returned, always observing Lu Chenfeng's expression. There was no taste in the meal. After wiping the small table and washing the lunch box, Lin Chaosheng demanded: "Fang Yi brought my favorite Fuji apples in the fruit basket. Please peel it for me."
Lu Chenfeng poured the fruit knife and apple over the water, moved the seat closer to the hospital bed, and placed a trash can between his feet. Peeling the skin, cutting it into pieces, and feeding it to Lin Chaosheng's mouth, Lin Chaosheng tasted the sweetness and asked casually, "Did Director Song ask you for a preoperative conversation?"
Lu Chenfeng mechanically moved his cheeks, and said slowly, "... um."
Lin Chaosheng didn't like going around in circles, so he asked bluntly, "What do you think, boyfriend?"
Hearing these three words, Lu Chenfeng finally lifted the corner of his lips reluctantly, and then relaxed his body and leaned back on the chair. Under Lin Chaosheng's piercing gaze, he hesitated several times, and finally said hesitantly, "You knew about the risks of thymoma surgery two years ago, and I won't repeat it."
Lin Chaosheng slowed down his chewing speed, Lu Chenfeng tangled his Adam's apple tangled, and his fingers on his knees curled up unconsciously: "I consulted with Professor Gai in detail, your tumor is benign, and the probability of malignant transformation is very low. The possibility of compression of the heart."
Lu Chenfeng frowned, and said with a complicated expression: "I was thinking, as long as we pay more attention, it might not be so easily life-threatening, or this surgery..."
Lin Chaosheng interrupted him at the right time: "Didn't we reach a consensus long ago?"
"Chaosheng, I've been thinking about one thing all afternoon." Lu Chenfeng lowered his eyes and said hoarsely, "I don't think I should selfishly change your original state of life, should not obey your decision, let alone It's time to take you back to Beijing."
"You have a good time in Dali, and I should have made the change between us." Lu Chenfeng paused and said, "I didn't know anything about your condition and the risks of treatment before, and I couldn't understand what happened two years ago. Your mood to refuse surgery."
The sky was dark, Lu Chenfeng stopped speaking, his breathing was heavy and dull. The room was silent for a moment. Lin Chaosheng got out of bed and turned off the lights. With the faint starlight coming into the window, he lifted the corner of the quilt and patted the pillow: "Come up, go to bed and sleep."
The folding bed stood beside the wall, and Lu Chenfeng lay sideways into Lin Chaosheng's bed. It was cramped and crowded, but it was a gentle town that he could never leave.
They found the most comfortable position to cuddle with each other, Lin Chaosheng fell into memory in the darkness, and told Lu Chenfeng his heart truthfully: "The previous state seemed to be comfortable, but in fact it is a day by day, if misfortune really happens, there is nothing worthwhile in this world. I miss it."
"But it's different now. I have too many things I want to accomplish." Lin Chaosheng broke Lu Chenfeng's fingers and counted them one by one, "Find a good job, get an on-the-job postgraduate entrance exam, earn money to buy a house, Cook every meal and feed the sunflowers in the little pots."
Hearing this, Lu Chenfeng laughed softly.
"There is one more important thing." Lin Chaosheng squeezed slightly into Lu Chenfeng's arms, put his arms around his shoulders, and brought him close to his ear, "Live healthy and old with you."
"I believe in Director Song, I believe in Professor Gai, I believe in your choice, I believe we can get through this." Lin Chaosheng held back his drowsiness and whispered, "Seriously correct your mistake, it's not the Beijing you brought me back to, it's me I want to come back with you on my own initiative."
"I'm too late to say this." Lin Chaosheng closed his eyes and smiled, "Although it seems that you persuaded me, I think I didn't have the courage to watch you leave at that time."
"Go to sleep, we have to start the examination early in the morning." Lin Chaosheng touched Lu Chenfeng's ear soothingly, "Good night Chenfeng, see you in your dreams."
Lin Chaosheng's breath was gradually falling evenly in his ears. Lu Chenfeng's heavy mind was slowly eased by his light breathing. He struggled for too long, but he could always find peace by Lin Chaosheng's side, so he tilted his head to touch the tip of his nose. : "Good night, see you in my dream."
Check step by step, patiently wait for the results, and three days will pass in a blink of an eye. When Song Yike came to announce the good news, Lin Chaosheng's blood, heart, lung, liver and kidney functions and electrocardiogram were all normal. When Professor Gai set the date for the operation on August 8, Lu Chenfeng sat on the bedside with a solemn expression and read the pages without revealing his heart. With Lin Chaosheng's blood test report.
When everything was ready, the doctors and nurses withdrew from the ward. Lin Chaosheng closed the door, locked it, walked to Lu Chenfeng, took off the test sheet in his hand, raised his hand to hold his face, and hugged him face to face.
With his chin resting on Lu Chenfeng's shoulder, Lin Chaosheng looked at the orange-red sky outside the window and rubbed his hair: "It just rained outside, and there are burning clouds, do you want to take a look?"
With his back to the window, Lu Chenfeng replied warmly, "Where can you look good."
Lin Chaosheng asked with a smile, "Don't eat anything before the operation, do you feel like I'm thin?"
With an already thin body, he would have to be stabbed in two days, Lu Chenfeng complained dissatisfiedly: "There are only bones left."
Lin Chaosheng said expectantly: "When I recover, I want to eat the braised noodles that you made, with my pineapple rice, isn't it amazing?"
Lu Chenfeng, who accompanied him to eat the sick meal for a few days, was greedy by Lin Chaosheng: "It's absolutely amazing."
The floor tiles were glowing with warm orange light, and there was only the "hum" sound of the air conditioner in the room. The fitted chest became hot together. Lin Chaosheng said longingly, "The future is really beautiful."
In the early morning of August 8, Professor Gai and Song Yike visited Lin Chaosheng's ward successively. There were many people in the room, but the atmosphere was relaxed. Half an hour later, Lin Chaosheng lay flat on the hospital bed as requested by the head nurse. Before leaving the ward, Lu Chenfeng pursed his lips forbearance, leaned over and said to him, "Chaosheng, make it through today."
Lin Chaosheng gave him a confident smile: "Okay."
The elevator door opened, and in the small space, Lu Chenfeng was squeezed into the corner, separated by two nurses from Lin Chaosheng. Arrived on the third floor of the inpatient department, stepped out of the elevator, passed the long corridor, the hospital bed was parked in front of the central operating room, the head nurse was talking with Song Yike, taking advantage of this gap, Lin Chaosheng suddenly grabbed Lu Chenfeng's shirt cuff and turned over. He crossed his hand, pointed his index finger in his palm, and wrote three words stroke by stroke.
He confessed to him in the constant noise all around him, and dropped his fingertips heavily, urgent and pious.
All the sounds came out of his ears in an instant, and Lu Chenfeng was stunned, his palms spread out in confusion.
The hospital bed moved forward again, and Lu Chenfeng faltered, squeezing his hot and humid eyes with all his might. The medical door opened, Song Yike raised his arm to stop him, Lin Chaosheng's last words to Lu Chenfeng were: "You wait for me."
In the shaky vision, Song Yike seemed to be instructing something, but Lu Chenfeng couldn't hear it clearly, stared at the other party, put on a mask, and walked away with Lin Chaosheng's hospital bed.
The patients around him came and went, Lu Chenfeng held his breath and remained silent, the palms with the words "I love you" written on them became more and more hot.
The automatic door slowly closed, and Lu Chenfeng still stood there until the operation indicator light suddenly lit up. He took a few steps back and sat on the plastic chair, with his elbows on his knees, his back tensed, and the reminders from Professor Gai and Song Yike were constantly rotating in his ears-the risks that might be encountered during the operation, such as "myasthenia gravis" after the operation. "Wait for complications - at this moment, the severe panic was magnified into fear, and he desperately tortured Lu Chenfeng.
No matter how much courage you have, you can't bear the many "what ifs" in the doctor's mouth and all kinds of accidents on the consent form for surgery. Lu Chenfeng closed his eyes as he recalled every scene on the day of Father Lu's death, he couldn't experience another loss, only Lin Chaosheng was left in his world.
In the eyes of others, Lu Chenfeng was calm and calm, but only Lu Chenfeng knew how much he was afraid of accidents. He stared at the indicator light, and his shirt was soaked with cold sweat. Lu Chenfeng tasted the torment in the passing seconds, and the tip of his tongue came up with a bitter taste, and there were deep marks between his eyebrows.
What if... what should he do.
The slightly parted lips trembled, Lu Chenfeng placed his fingers on his forehead and tapped twice. Just when he thought he would continue to be in this state of extreme anxiety, the next second, Lu Chenfeng suddenly let go of his strength, put his back against the seat, began to adjust his irregular breathing, and stared at the operating room in front of him with relief. —
The many distracting thoughts of Fang Cai disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, he no longer felt panic and timid in his heart, because no matter what the result was, he would be with him.
Don't be afraid anymore, Lu Chenfeng thought, even though the time we have been together is too short, but looking at his life experience and choices, and the fulfillment of love that Lin Chaosheng gave him during this time, no matter whether they have a previous relationship or not. Road, he will not regret and regret.
Lu Chenfeng raised his eyes and looked at the red indicator light, his expression on his face was calm and decisive. Across the heavy door, he said to Lin Chaosheng in his heart: If we are unlucky, you will also wait for me.