Chapter 73 A-2

In the evening, when the red light in the operating room came on, Sang Li stood quietly outside the door, beside Shen Yuemei who bowed her head and said nothing. Time passed by little by little. Few people passed by the quiet operating room, but there seemed to be a slight wind swirling in the silent space.There was no sound, not even the slightest movement, Sang Li stood up, sat down again, and so on, but couldn't suppress the fear in his heart. That was the fear that Sang Li had never tried before—across a door, the person you miss is there, but within a short distance, there is a world hanging because of tumors, scalpels, shadowless lamps...

In midsummer, Sang Li felt cold and wet in his palms. Her throat was choked and her voice was very hoarse. When she raised her head, her gaze couldn't help but become erratic. Shen Jie, you will survive, I will wait for you here until you come out alive. You just think that you are sleeping for a long time, wake up, open your eyes, you can see the sunshine in full bloom - as you said, when the sun rises, it is a new day... Halfway through the operation, there was a rush of footsteps, Sang Li and Shen Yuemei looked up together, surprised to see that the woman approaching quickly was Tian Miao!

"Secretary Tian?" Shen Yuemei asked suspiciously. "Ma'am," Tian Miao's voice could be suppressed with nervousness, "Let me see if there is anything that needs my help." Shen Yuemei smiled bitterly: "Thank you, but right now, we can't help you with anything." She is such a good-natured old man, even when she is full of sorrow, she still won't shed tears in front of others. Sang Li glanced at her, his eyes were sour, he quickly lowered his head, and sat on the side without speaking. On the contrary, Tian Miao looked at Sang Li, and said hesitantly, "Sang Li, come over here, I have something to say to you."

Sang Li looked up at Tian Miao, and Shen Yuemei looked at them both suspiciously. Sang Li hesitated for a moment, then stood up, followed Tian Miao through the long corridor, and walked straight to the elevator. Tian Miao stood still, turned around to look at Sang Li, and looked at Sang Li for ten seconds before speaking: "Uncle Sang is critically ill, my mother just called this morning, she said she called your cell phone, but no one answered. " Shocked, Sang Li raised her head to look at Tian Miao—because Shen Jie's operation was scheduled for today, she had turned off her cell phone since last night, shielded all interference, and just focused on being with him wholeheartedly.

Tian Miao sighed unnoticed: "She called half an hour ago and told me that if I can see you, please go home immediately." Sangli felt chills in her heart, as if something froze her limbs, she looked at Tian Miao in astonishment, and saw that there was no ridicule and hostility in Tian Miao's eyes, and the rest seemed to be only people. Powerlessness and compromise in the face of birth, old age, sickness and death: "The memorial service is scheduled for nine o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow. If we leave now, there is still time to see each other for the last time."

Sang Li's eyes widened suddenly, his throat seemed to be blocked, he couldn't speak, he could only stare at Tian Miao. Sang Yuecheng... isn't there anymore? Dad...he's gone? In the quiet hospital corridor, Tian Miao also became tired. She faced out the window, only gave Sang Li a back view, and said slowly: "Sang Li, you should go back and see him. Anyway, he is also your father." Sang Li leaned against the wall weakly, his eyes were a little straight, and he didn't say a word. Tian Miao turned around and looked at her, with a sad voice: "For a long time, I have been more obedient, better-behaved than you, and better in grades than you. I did this because although I don't like Uncle Sang, I hope that he will treat me better. Good to you, I hope to take away all the things that should not belong to you. For a long time, I thought I did it, and he was really kind to me, even if he couldn't smile at you, he would smile at me, too. I will show off my grades to others. But you don’t know, after your accident, he often wakes up from nightmares. After waking up my mother, Uncle Sang asked her if there was any news about Xiaoli, I don’t know Is she okay, does she have money... I didn't know until then that no matter how much he doesn't love you, he still treats you as his daughter. "

She smiled bitterly: "Sang Li, to this day, I actually don't understand why they all like you and love you unswervingly after you have done so many ruthless things. Uncle Sang is like this, Xiang Ning is like that. In this way, even Shen Jie is like this." Tian Miao sighed softly: "I have always hated you, hated you for not cherishing your own happiness, hated you for destroying your conscience, but today I suddenly realized that with Uncle Sang gone, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. For a For a stranger, what belongs to someone else belongs to someone else, what does it have to do with me? Life is so short, I can't always pursue those things that shouldn't belong to you, but they won't belong to me anyway. "

She took a step forward and handed Sang Li a white envelope: "This is the ticket to go back. I will keep Shen Jie here for you. If there is any change, I will notify you at any time." Sang Li took it in a daze, tears gradually welling up in his eyes. However, you cannot fall down. It was the same flight as last time. In the vast night, I couldn't see anything outside the porthole. The night lights were sporadically turned on in the cabin, and Sang Li leaned back in his seat, took out his MP3, and put on his headphones to listen to music. It was a little girl who sang in a childish voice: "I am a painter with strong painting skills. I want to paint that little house beautifully. I painted the roof and the walls. The brushes are flying around. Oh, my little nose. Changed, changed..."

Suddenly stopped singing, paused for a few seconds, the little girl shouted: "Dad, it's over!" A man's voice sounded: "Sing something else." "What are you singing?" the little girl asked solemnly. "Sing whatever you can sing." The man's tone was slow. "Our motherland is a garden. The flowers in the garden are so bright. The warm sun shines on us. Everyone has a smile on their face. Wahaha Wahaha, everyone has a smile on their face!" The little girl yelled at the last syllable, stopped suddenly and said, "Daddy, it's over."

The man was still slow, and seemed to be hiding his impatience: "Recording, don't talk so much nonsense, think about what else you can sing, and show it to your mother later." "Oh," the little girl obediently agreed, and began to sing again, "From the earth to the sky, from the sky to the earth, everything is so alive, how alive, how alive, how alive, who can reveal Whoever has these mysteries will become extremely smart. From the sky to the earth, from the earth to the sky, the sky and the earth are so spectacular, how spectacular la la la la la, how spectacular la la la la la, who can learn to use their hands and brains to build together Happy Paradise..."

It was the theme song of the children's program "Between Heaven and Earth" at that time. Many children at that time could sing it, but for the little girl who was only four years old at that time, this song was indeed a bit difficult. However, the little girl's talent is so good, she sang this song without embarrassment or out of tune at all, singing with high fighting spirit and vitality. After singing, she continued to sing spontaneously: "Little Swallow, wearing a floral dress, comes here every spring. I asked Swallow why you came here, and Swallow said that spring here is the most beautiful. Little Swallow, tell you, this year is more beautiful here, We have built a big factory and installed new machines, you are welcome to live here for a long time... "The little conch is beeping, the seagulls spread their wings and fly, the little conch is beeping, the waves are smiling slightly, the little conch is beeping, the sound calls the boat back, the little conch is beeping, Dad After listening to it, go back quickly, the vast beach, the blue sea water, the conch horn blowing, the beauty in my heart... "Little rabbit, be good, open the door, open it quickly, I want to come in. If you don't open it, I won't open it, if mom doesn't come back, no one will come. Be good little rabbit, open the door, open it quickly, I will come in." If you want to come in, just open it and I will open it, and when my mother comes back, I will open the door..." Until there was a "click", the singing was interrupted, and the sound of "Zi Zi la la" came again. Sang Li closed her eyes, turned her head slightly to the inside, and blocked the sight of the people around her. Tears finally fell drop by drop. In this recording, there are the four-year-old Sang Li and the twenty-nine-year-old Sang Yuecheng. Looking at it from the present perspective, Sang Yuecheng, who was already a father at that time, was so young. She couldn't remember what he looked like at that time, and all she could keep was a tape she found by chance later.She took it and turned it into a CD, and later transferred it into an MP3 file.In those lonely days that were almost empty, she saved this audio in the MP3 player and listened to it over and over again. Later, when I met Ma Yu, he even asked her curiously, "I always see you listening to music with headphones on, what are you listening to?" She handed him an earplug, and he listened, dumbfounded: "I thought you were listening to an opera." She laughed, and she said, "I'm listening to my childhood." Childhood... What a beautiful word, although Sang Yuecheng didn't necessarily love her very much, but at least at that time, he was still her father and she was his daughter. Except for the mother who had already gone to heaven, no one knew about those things. Unbearable secret. At that time, she didn't know many things in this world. The adult world was so far away from her. She was an innocent child who could sing unscrupulously, but a child with a singing voice had no worries...