Times of Our Lives

"If you can't find a match, your sister's physical condition will not last long, you still have to be mentally prepared." The doctor raised his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him without emotion: "Can your parents really be too late? ? "

Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "It's not too late, it's not coming."

The doctor seemed to have expected the result, and didn't ask much: "If you don't want your sister to be too painful in the last period of time, it is recommended to stop the chemotherapy first. The child cannot bear the sadness herself."

When Zhuo Xiaoyuan returned to the ward, Xie Meng was peeling fruit. Zhuo Jinjin now fell asleep longer than when he was awake. The little girl was lying quietly, and the shadow of the saline bag fell on her thin cheekbones. .

Xie Meng handed him the fruit plate: "How do you say?"

Zhuo Xiaoyuan sat down, he held Zhuo Jin's hand, and squeezed gently.

"Plan to stop chemotherapy for a while." Zhuo Xiaoyuan said lightly.

Xie Meng frowned: "Isn't there enough money?"

Zhuo Xiaoyuan shook his head: "Ji Qinyang has nothing left, rest assured."

Xie Meng is still not assured: "Want to contact Han Dong to borrow a bit."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "He gave me the money I got, and the doctor at the hospital also contacted him, which is enough to bother him."

Xie Meng didn't know what to say.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan continued: "When in Suzhou, Qi Fei and the Gangbang family had already given me a lot of money, and they didn't pay it back. I didn't want to owe more."

Xie Meng: "Your parents ..."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan smiled suddenly. He looked at Xie Meng and said, "Nearby is not our own."

My parents are both rural and have no culture. I farmed in spring and summer and went to work outside in winter. Zhuo Xiaoyuan had the most childhood childhood fields that could not be seen. He would plant crickets in his home in May and June. Other children climbed to the tree and stole food.

Later, a distant relative had an extra daughter at home. The parents were superstitious and wanted to give Zhuo Xiaoyuan's unhealthy body a “chung hi”.

That year, Zhuo Xiaoyuan was eight years old, and Zhuo Jinyuan was only two years old.

He didn't like this sister at first, he was too skinny and not fun, and he was timid. It was useless except sticking to people, but Zhuo Jinjin liked him because he was not good and could n’t go out to play with other friends. So, except for school, most of the time, there is only Zhuo Xiaoyuan and his younger sister who doesn't like much.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan did her homework. Zhuo Jinyuan built the building blocks next to her. She played with what Zhuo Xiaoyuan had left when she was young. She also wore it. When her hair was short, she could not tell whether it was a boy or a girl.

"That wasn't so hard." Zhuo Xiaoyuan finished his homework and watched Zhuo Jin build a skyscraper. He played many times as a kid, and he closed it with his eyes closed.

Zhuo Jinjin looked up at him, then grinned and shouted.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan was not very impatient to help her put the skyscraper together, Zhuo Jinjin sat in his arms and looked very seriously.

The two played together for an afternoon of skyscrapers, skyscrapers, skyscrapers ... Anyway, it was a series, and Zhuo Xiaoyuan accompanied Zhuo Jinjin to recall his childhood.

"Is it fun?" He asked his sister.

Zhuo Jinjin nodded strongly: "Fun."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan rubbed the child's head and felt that he liked her a little.

Perhaps the legendary Chongxi is really useful. Zhuo Xiaoyuan's body really got better in the past two years. At that time, when he was in the fourth grade of elementary school, even if he was healthy, it was too late to integrate into the male group. , But few friends.

The boys still go to school every day. At two o'clock, Zhuo Jin sits on the steps at the gate of the courtyard and waits for him every time. When he sees Zhuo Xiaoyuan, he will come over and call his brother with a grin.

In May and June, Zhuo Xiaoyuan was familiar again. When she was doing her homework, Zhuo Xiaoyuan couldn't help looking out the window a few times. Zhuo Jinjin wrote and drew pictures with his brother using the remaining drafts. She looked at Zhuo Xiaoyuan Tilted his head.

"Brother, let me pick for you." Zhuo Jinjin said.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "No, I will pick it myself."

Zhuo Jinjin muttered, "You had a cold and cough last week, so you can't move around."

Although the number of times is small, every time Zhuo Xiaoyuan's health is not good, the parents will anger the sister. Although it will not be scolded, his face is unsightly.

"Ignore them." Zhuo Xiaoyuan said unhappy: "Brother will take you out to live in the future."

Zhuo Jin laughed. She put down her pen and ran to the yard. She flexibly climbed the linden tree, picked many and picked it up, and held it in front of Zhuo Xiaoyuan: "Then I'll pick the elder brother." She said.

When Zhuo Jin was nearly 7 years old, he fainted in front of the rostrum at a small conference. At first his parents attached great importance to it. The larger hospitals in Suzhou checked it all, but when they were diagnosed, they were silent.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan had never heard of the disease of aplastic anemia before, even in his impression, even if he was not well, he would get better when he grew up, so when the adult said his sister would die, he It's ridiculous.

"It's so young, I heard that it was brought back to welcome ... no wonder."

"But isn't it, my brother is in good health, my sister is ... well, don't say it's pretty smart."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan heard the most words in the neighborhood for a long time. He carried his younger sister, like a lonely shadow, standing expressionlessly under the cypress tree in the yard.

Zhuo Jin lay on his back, and whispered to him, "Brother, do you want to eat ravioli?"

Zhuo Xiaoyuan shook his head: "Brother doesn't eat."

He turned to his sister and asked, "Are you going to eat?"

Zhuo Jinjin thought for a while: "I still don't eat."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan carefully lowered her, rolled up his sleeves, and squatted down to pull his pants down: "You are waiting for your brother underneath."

Zhuo Jinjin lifted his head nervously. She watched Zhuo Xiaoyuan climb up the tree sparsely. There were sticks sticking out of her brother's face. Zhuo Xiaoyuan ignored it and took a lot of heartbeats.

He picked the biggest one, peeled it, and handed it to Zhuo Jin's mouth. "Eat."

The little girl grinned and ate with a happy smile.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan started chemotherapy on the second day of the second day. Parents started to get money at first, but gradually began to be unable to do what they wanted. The days of going out to work were getting longer and longer, leaving only two children at home.

While attending class, Zhuo Xiaoyuan took care of Zhuo Jinjin, who was out of school at home, from the original two points and one line to three points and one line.

Miraculously, Zhuo Xiaoyuan never got sick again.

In the coldest winter of Suzhou, in order to save a few bucks on bus money, he took off his coat and wrapped his sister who had just finished chemotherapy, and walked home with his back all the way.

Zhuo Jinjin couldn't sleep in pain on his back, but he didn't cry and didn't cry. The siblings talked to divert their attention.

"How much did you spend today?" Although only 10 years old, Zhuo Jinjin already had the most basic economic concepts.

"Not much." Zhuo Xiaoyuan nodded his fingers and said, "I can buy you a bowl of tonight."

The little girl shook her head on his back: "I don't eat, my brother eats."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan held her **** and sent it up. He turned around in the same place and said, "Brother has a very full dinner. You see, how powerful it is."

Zhuo Jin laughed amusedly.

Due to financial problems, Zhuo Jinjin's chemotherapy was intermittent. Zhuo Xiaoyuan began to pay attention to the treatment of blood cancer. After graduating from high school, he went to Zhuo Jinjin's biological parents and wanted them to match. The train was shut out the next day, and the other party didn't even let him in.

"It's not easy for us." At last, Zhuo Xiaoyuan's fiercely knocked on the door gave the terrified country couple almost half-knelt on the ground and gave him a hoe. Right. "

Zhuo Xiaoyuan's eyes turned red. He clutched the master's collar, but he could not say a word with his teeth.

At that time, Zhuo Xiaoyuan realized that there would be cruel things in the world that you could not imagine.

The so-called parents do not recognize their children, the so-called death is not saved.

It turned out that it was not unusual at all.

Zhuo Jin and Zhuo Xiaoyuan talked about Zhuo Jin's last chemotherapy in Suzhou.

The mother's face was old and tired: "We really can't afford it ... the doctor also said there was no hope, you see ..."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan interrupted her: "Are you going to die?"

The woman opened her mouth and reached out to cover her face slowly.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan looked down at her expressionlessly: "I was in a bad health when you were young. You raised her to be happy. She was the crime for me. She is my sister."

"If you die near now," Zhuo Xiaoyuan slowly said, "It's my sin, and I haven't known it all my life."

After setting the time in Beijing, Han Dong came to Zhuo Xiaoyuan once.

"I helped you find an expert in this area." Han Dong gave Dr. Zhuo Xiaoyuan's business card: "Money has already paid for you. There is still a bit here. Zhang Gang and Qi Fei brought it to you, and you bring it."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan frowned. He covered Zhuo Jin's room door and smoked silently in the living room.

"I'll borrow you." Zhuo Xiaoyuan said finally, "I'll pay you back when I come back."

Han Dong patted him on the shoulder: "You don't have to pay back the money, just bring your sister, Ping'an An."

Zhuo Xiaoyuan didn't say anything. He sent Han Dong out, and squatted slowly in the patio to finish a cigarette.

"Brother?" Zhuo Jinjin rubbed his eyes and got out of bed to look for him.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan snorted.

He stood up, rubbed his smokey hands, and held his sister in his arms.

"Who just came?" Zhuo Jinjin put his head on Zhuo Xiaoyuan's shoulder and asked.

Zhuo Xiaoyuan laughed: "The Goddess of Mercy has come."

Zhuojin muttered, "I don't believe it."

"Really." Zhuo Xiaoyuan kissed his sister's forehead: "Everyone is taking care of us, so you have to be good, brother takes you to climb the Great Wall."

Zhuo Jinjin: "Is Xie Meng and brother Qin Yang together?"

"Of course." Zhuo Xiaoyuan hugged his sister: "We will always be together."