A small town in the south.
There is an ancient city called Jinling.
A long time ago, the lonely town was still waiting quietly, that boy. I didn't know his name, so I called him Cheng Nan, and he answered. At that time, time passed through the light and shadow, passed through the wooden cows and horses, and slowly grew old in memory.
The rising sun hung high for nine days, and under the refraction of sunlight, tiny dust also sang and danced. He came to me with a smile, bright eyes and white teeth. Miraculously, I saw everything grow in an instant.
We met in spring, the season when everything grows. The wind in March, with a hint of coolness, blew my skirts and long hair and disturbed my heart.
At that time, the south of Jinling was desolate, and sporadic weeds were embedded in the soil. It was here that he said, "The flowers of the past are gone ..." I saw the light in his eyes dim a lot. I don't know what happened, but I understand the feeling of powerlessness. "Never mind, there will be a big flower here next year," I told him loudly. He didn't speak, just looked at me and shook his head and smiled, but his smile was not enough.
In fact, I spent all my savings, bought several small bags of flower seeds and scattered them in this desolate field. "I'm looking forward to the flowers blooming all over the south of the city in the coming year. I hope that boy can laugh, "I thought, speeding up the sowing."
Since then, we have often met in the south of the city. We know each other, play together, fight together, and talk to each other. Slowly, I learned about his experience and felt sorry for him silently, Cheng Nan.
How I wish the hourglass of time would stop flowing, let boys and girls stay at that moment and not break their peace and happiness.
cancer
I don't know, what was my mood at that moment? Was it sad? Still sad? I don't know. I just feel that the sky is falling. I hugged him and cried, and my nose and tears wiped him all over. He touched my head and smiled gently, telling me not to be sad. Cheng Nan, tell me, how can I not be sad? I can feel that he is also full of sadness, fear of death, reluctance to the world, and perhaps reluctance to me.
I don't know, cancer is like this. Because it was terminal, his family chose to take him to chemotherapy. I know he is afraid, so I go to accompany him every day.
I watched him cry every day, and I cried, but I told myself I couldn't cry, and I wanted to comfort Cheng Nan.
But when I saw the side effects of chemotherapy becoming more and more obvious, I couldn't help it. I ran all the way to the place where we met and hugged myself and cried. I don't understand: "Why? Why should such a good boy be tortured like this? "
I have never been a crybaby. On the contrary, I love to laugh, especially when I am with Wanaki. But when I saw his fingers turning black, nosebleeds and hair loss, I was crying myself, and I couldn't bear to watch him suffer. At this time, although he was suffocating in pain, he would still reach out and touch my head, as always.
In this way, one year after chemotherapy, he was ready to leave the hospital.
Helpless, afraid, just smiling.
It's another spring.
The flowers in the south of the city didn't disappoint me.
I took Cheng Nan out of Jinling City and went to the place where we once knew each other.
"Remember the barren south of the city at that time?" I asked him.
"Yes, that's where we first met." Cheng Nan answered me with a smile.
"So you remember ... Cheng Nan."
"Huh?"
"I want to give you a gift. You will like it." It turns out that this road is so short that we all walked here unconsciously.
Flowers, flowers everywhere. It is full of enthusiasm, smiling face, hope and future.
Cheng Nan likes flowers very much. I always knew.
I'm glad to see a big smile on his pale face. I was so happy that I forgot to look away and kept staring at his face. When I realized it, my eyes were fixed on each other. He said, "Thank you, my girl, I am very happy today."
Everything is spinning, and I have been lost in his eyes. By some strange coincidence, I leaned over and kissed him. Suddenly want to be defeated and flee. However, without giving me a chance to escape, he grabbed me, raised my face and kissed me gently. My boy kissed me for the first time among the flowers everywhere.
There seems to be a mysterious attraction between him and me. This mysterious power makes me feel that he will never leave me.
When flowers bloom and fall.
He has been resting at home since that day. In order to reduce the side effects of chemotherapy, I peeled oranges for him to relieve boredom, made soup for him to enhance his immunity, and took him out for a walk every day to see flowers.
As before, we talked about everything and encouraged each other to live a good life.
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.
I didn't know Cheng Nan lied to me. He never recovered. "Chemotherapy is so painful," he cried bitterly. "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, we will stay at home and not go to chemotherapy." I really feel sorry for him.
Seeing him getting worse every day, I have no choice but to try my best to make him happy at the last minute.
Calculate the time, the flowering period is not long, and it will be over soon.
When autumn comes, flowers begin to fade and fall into the mud. I know they will reopen next year. But in that autumn, Cheng Nan was dying.
He was lying in bed and very angry. I helped him up.
He stopped kissing me tenderly and madly, and stopped biting my lips. Our mouths were full of blood. I held him tightly. I know he's crying. He's scared. Trembling, he gently touched my head. As before, "I really hate to part with you, but I'm sorry, I have to go ..." I have no strength anymore, and tears welled up in my eyes. I shouted at him like crazy, "Cheng Nan, listen carefully, you owe me a Cheng Nan in my life! You must remember me ... you must. "
He smiled with tears in his eyes.
On that day, the flowers withered, and the south of the city was as gloomy as ever, as if those flowers had never bloomed.
Searched him thousands of times in the crowd.
Three years later, I still burst into tears in retrospect.
Cheng Nan, are you okay? Your girl misses you very much. Counting the time, you should be two years old in this life. I don't know if you remember what I said.
In recent years, I have been to many places, seen many landscapes and seen many flowers. Frame by frame, scene by scene, I just want to share it with you.
I have a lot to say to you ...
Without you, the world is so big that I can't find anyone to share it with.
Cheng Nan, you must not get sick again in your life. You must be well.
Wait for me.
Flowers bloom when they come.
I came back here, where we first met.
"Have you seen it? I heard that the flowers in the south of the city are particularly beautiful this year! " Several girls were twittering and laughing.
This spring, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the sun is shining. Flowers bloom everywhere in the south of the city.
But this time, we are not the only two who saw the flowers. Many tourists from other places are surprised by the beauty of this flower. But none of them will know that this flower is just a girl's simple and deep love for a boy.
Cheng Nan, I am sad and happy when I think of you.
Will you come to me?
I looked around, and the bustling crowd shuttled through a beautiful scene of flowers. A little boy is playing with flowers in the distance. He looked up at each other. He smiled at me.
That look, gentle and warm. After three years of accumulation, tears poured out and my strong appearance faded.
Is that you, Cheng Nan?
The flowers in the south of the city have already bloomed, and the flowers are still coming.
(In this article, "I" is a fictional character, and cancer and chemotherapy in Cheng Nan are real events. I would like to commemorate the passing of "Cheng Nan" with this article. I wish you well, and the flowers in the south of the city have blossomed and come back. )