Chapter 1 Sister, before the flowers wither, they will bloom! (superior…
Walking through the dull hospital corridor, looking at the approaching intensive care unit, thinking of the face that was about to appear like an angel, nurse Zhang Xin felt an indescribable discomfort in her heart.
Pausing for a few seconds in front of the door, with the continuous efforts of nurse Zhang Xin, a bright smile finally bloomed on her young face, like a blooming flower.
"Liu Yufeng, I'm here to see you, how are you today?"
Pushing open the door, Zhang Xin looked at the teenager lying on the hospital bed, and sure enough,
The young man showed a kind and innocent smile to himself as always, just like the first meeting of the two.
"Sister, you are here."
As a patient who was issued a death notice by leukemia, Liu Yufeng endured the severe pain in his joints and slowly sat up. The smile on his face did not change because of the pain, because it was an essential skill for orphans and used in the orphanage. To please adults who came to adopt a child, each child has undergone this smile practice countless times.
He walked to the hospital bed a few steps and sat down. In front of Zhang Xin, Liu Yufeng showed calm charm in his quietness. His long fluffy hair was meticulously groomed. He looked like Rukawa Feng in "Slam Dunk". The bright eyes are always a little dodging, and he will not look directly into the eyes of others. His nose is like a jade green onion, his teeth are small and his lips are thin. With his melon-like face and his quiet bookish temperament, he is like a kind angel.
What makes Zhang Xin sad is that this kind angel is sick with leukemia, commonly known as blood cancer.
In fact, leukemia is not incurable during this period, but it requires a lot of money.
Liu Yufeng, who has never been adopted, is a poor boy who relies on social welfare even when he is hospitalized. Usually, a bag of one-dollar noodles is the only snack he is willing to buy, and he is willing to eat it three times.
The prices of those drugs and bone marrow transplants were astronomical in his world.
It was a star in the night sky that he could never touch.
"Sister, I dreamed that I was dead yesterday and was carried out, and then I saw you cry."
Liu Yufeng stared at the white quilt covering him and continued:
"I'm so sad to see my sister cry."
In two sentences, Zhang Xin's heart was weak and painful like a needle pierced, her nose was sore, she covered her eyes and tried to keep a smile and said:
"No, no, there will always be miracles in this world, you can't give up, promise sister..."
Slowly taking out his hands from the quilt, Liu Yufeng stared at the black poker box in his hands, at the joker who seemed to be mocking fate and the world.
"I'm going to participate in the school performance the day after tomorrow, will my sister come to see it too? This is the only performance I can do. I want to show it to you."
As soon as she grasped Liu Yufeng's hand, Zhang Xin shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. After a long time with her, she has regarded Liu Yufeng as her younger brother. She even went to beg the family for this younger brother, hoping that the family could lend a helping hand. , but how could a family of ordinary family agree to Zhang Xin's request, the result is self-evident.
"Your body can no longer support you to do any performances. Is it okay to use poker to make magic tricks for your sister here?"
Shaking his head slightly, Liu Yufeng stretched out his hand and slowly wiped away the tears from the corner of Zhang Xin's eyes. Although his heart was very uncomfortable, he was still used to showing his signature smile.
Because, growing up in an orphanage, if you habitually show negative emotions,
would be the same as being naughty and disobedient,
considered a sin.
"Sister, help me, I want to stand on the stage to perform for you, and also draw an end to my insignificant life."
Reaching out and gently holding Zhang Xin's hand, Liu Yufeng's eyes were bright, and he looked directly at Zhang Xin's tearful eyes with a firm look he had never seen in his life and said:
"This is my last thought. I will give it to you with my most confident performance."
Zhang Xin, who suddenly burst into tears, nodded again and again, she felt Liu Yufeng's heart, it could even be said to be his last wish.
"Give it to my sister, and my sister will definitely go to see your performance."
Red lips nibbled, Zhang Xin wiped away the tears and left without looking back.
For a moment, in the director's room of the hospital,
A sad young nurse suddenly knelt in front of the silver-haired dean. The dean hurriedly stepped forward to help and inquire. After understanding the reason, he continued to enlighten the nurse, but the nurse refused to get up until she got a positive reply from the dean. .....
In the ward, Liu Yufeng fell asleep holding the poker box after the transfusion.
No one noticed. On the cover of the poker box, joker smiled brightly, and suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked his scarlet lips, as if full of anticipation for Liu Yufeng's performance or death.
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Two days later, in 2021, the scene of the Donggao Campus Art Gala.
"The mysterious poker show is about to start, this is a wonderful performance from Liu Yufeng, Class 1 and 3..."
With the introduction of the host of the school's art gala, Liu Yufeng in the background slowly pushed the second injection into the body. The effect was very fast, and the body responded immediately. This is the "powerful medicine" that my sister asked for herself. , so that you can temporarily forget the pain and be full of strength.
As for the price, death? He was going to die, he didn't care anymore.
Rather than lying in a hospital bed and waiting to die, he would rather use the rest of his life for a full bloom and give it to his sister who has been taking care of him, and also to himself a life of hard disguise.
Slowly opened the white suitcase, put on the black cloak, and fastened the buttons. Liu Yufeng hid his entire body under the hood.
He stuffed the clown mask he made into his pocket, picked up the playing cards that he had been with him for 12 years, and looked at the mocking smile already imprinted in his mind. Liu Yufeng also smiled.
joker is laughing at the world,
Liu Yufeng was laughing at himself.
At the bottom of the box is a piece of yellowed letter paper with several layers of scotch tape on both sides. On it is written in upright letters:
"Someone left you in my orphanage in the wind and rain, so I named you Liu Yufeng, the child left in the wind and rain."
"You have been very obedient and sensible since you were a child. You are like a kind little angel."
"I hope you can make many good friends in the future, be adopted by a good family, and live a happy life."
"That deck of playing cards is the only clue to your life experience. The material is very special. I haven't found the answer after many efforts. I don't want to arbitrarily destroy it for further analysis. I hope you can reveal its secrets in the future."
"Of course, I believe that when you grow up, you will understand that sometimes forgetting and letting go is also a kind of happiness."
---------Director of Nuanyang Orphanage, Zheng Yong
--------- June 23, 2009
This is a letter handed to Liu Yufeng along with playing cards when he was four years old. It was specially written for him by the elderly dean before his death.
Holding the color photo under the letter in his hand, and looking at the kind-hearted old man and the smiling baby in his arms, Liu Yufeng slowly closed his eyes, and a tear fell from his white face.
"Sorry for disappointing you, I embraced this world with kindness, and what I got was the scars of my whole body under the rising sun. If there is an afterlife, I hope I can live it according to my own will, in order to live as you expect, I've worked really hard..."
After closing the suitcase, Liu Yufeng took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and rubbed his fingers as he watched the staff lift his performance props onto the stage.
The strength is gradually returning, and the severe pain in the body is gradually disappearing.
How long?
He finally felt himself alive again.
"Next, please, our classmate Liu Yufeng from Class One and Three of Senior High School will bring you a wonderful performance. The name of his poker performance is "Sister, before the flowers wither, they will bloom!"
In the final high-pitched introduction of the host, holding a mysterious poker box in his hand, Liu Yufeng hid his entire body in a cloak and slowly stepped onto the stage.
What even Liu Yufeng himself didn't notice during this time is that,
under the cloak,
The joker on the poker box in his hand suddenly blinked, his smile became more exaggerated, as if he sensed that Liu Yufeng was about to die, the five letters of joker were surging like blood, especially bright red.