Chapter 86 leisurely leisurely (8)

At that time, there was no news of Xiaoyun, no more phone calls, no sign of her, only me lying on the bed and daydreaming.The PHS signal is too bad, and it works fine as an accessory. When I talk to Shanming Guying, there is only a ringing sound but no voice; I can't use the computer to write; and strict regulations prevent family members from entering, so I feel depressed.The oppression on the right chest is increasing day by day, and the movement has been affected.Inability to squat down, let alone bend over.But I am also a person who can't do nothing, so I took the ones my mother bought back to the palace grid, copied the Book of Songs over and over again, and memorized them after copying.The notebook that Lulu gave me had a record like this: I recently memorized it, and I feel very good. If you want to memorize it, you must know how to use it. I memorize it for the sake of use.

If I write a letter to Xiaoyun, I will write like this: Is it the prestige, the prestige, the Hu does not return? The reason for the humble king, the Hu is exposed in the middle? The prestige, the prestige, the Hu does not return? Gou Wu Hunger and Thirst! One day is like three autumns! My heart is sad, I don’t know I am sad! I don't know what I did wrong? But she couldn't say! This notebook is so precious. My original lyrics, essays, comics, script outlines, things I don’t tell others, and dreams I have are all written in it.I will never stop thinking, and the consequence of not stopping thinking is that I will never stop working. "Shy Little Boy" has four lyrics, and I wrote the desperate fourth one in 301 Hospital: Memories always happen after the rain,

The classroom building has been turned off. On the floor made of window shadows, I am lonely and drowsy. Memories always happen in times of pain, All I remember are sweet dreams. I can't forget the spring of May 5th, Weave a boat out of rainwater.The slopes of the park are steep, You are right behind me. Willow branches swaying in the wind, Dance around you and me. Can I hold your hand again, Stare into your fiery eyes. Can I still make an embarrassing request, Look at you smiling and shy. Can you harvest the sunshine again and listen to your greetings from the spring breeze.

Can you wrap the ice with fire, Melted my heart. And fold memories into letter paper, Send it to the helpless reason. Your distant figure has gradually dimmed, I'm the only one who asks endlessly. When the night swallows the sun, Lost your regards.The cold rain embraces me who remembers, The spring breeze remains empty. Even when I finished writing it myself, I thought it was well written.But who will read it? I always say that my heart is broken, and my heart goes from one side to the other, with all the wounds in the middle.The situation was critical before the operation, and the doctor used many methods on me, including bottle after bottle of intravenous drip.I carefully looked at the patients who had undergone surgery lying beside me, seeing what troubles they would encounter after surgery, and imagining the future in my heart.I watched several "Drainage Tube Pulling Performances" in a row, and several "Urinary Catheter Pulling Performances".Hearing that it hurts to remove the urinary catheter, I wondered whether I should have the catheter inserted for my disease.All in all, it's complicated!

Every time a classmate visits, it is rumored that Xiaoyun will follow. As the pain of the disease worsens, I can only use a pen to keep writing in the notebook. Now I found it by accident, and it is like a treasure.From above, I saw myself writing repeatedly: I only hate Xiaoyun but not love, if she and Yanyan come to see me, how will I let her in and how will I throw her out. Naturally, Xiaoyun won't be kicked out by me, because she didn't come to see me at all. The pen is the edge of a thunderbolt, the phone is the love that pours out the voice The final exam is approaching in school, and everyone is nervously reviewing.At this time, a Spring Breeze Peony made friends with me, and she was Tian'er.Tian'er's parents knew my parents and had a relationship since childhood, but I was too young to remember.In my freshman year, she went skiing with me, and of course I was the most inflexible of them all, basically rolling from the top of the mountain to the bottom.And after finally climbing to the top of the mountain, I went down in a few seconds, which made me feel very uneconomical.In that event, for some reason, I was like a demon, extremely cheerful and talkative, actively shaking hands and laughing with everyone, Tianer sat in front of me, and I chatted a lot with her.The book she reads the most is, followed by, she loves Cao Xueqin very much, is very fond of Jin Yong's books, and is also obsessed with Stephen Chow's movies.I have never seen such a divided person.