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Zhen Yi sent a text message to Yange when she received an offer from HK City TV.

I'm in a good mood, go to bed early and go to work tomorrow. Lying in bed, ready to sleep peacefully, but the message did not return.

Suddenly bored for no reason.

She doesn't need him.

cut!

Covered with a quilt to sleep, at one moment, he jumped up from the bed and sent another message: "Have you broken your hand, will you die if you reply to a text message?"

Huh, I feel much better.

go to bed.

The phone rang in a minute. The ringtone is her own charming voice: "Dear your man, please answer the phone"

Words.

Zhen Yi jumped up, and his voice was very weak: "I'm downstairs in your house."

"what?"

She slipped out of bed, put on a cotton skirt at the speed of light, and ran out on her flip-flops.

The night in summer is very good.

Yan Ge nodded his head slightly, stood beside the car, shattered his hair to cover his eyes, and the whole person showed a calm and calm temperament.

Hearing footsteps, raised his head.

Zhen Yi swiftly rushed in front of him, but when his heart was tight that she would hit him, she braked suddenly and stood still.

She looked up and saw his dark, quiet eyes, and her heart shivered.

Her eyelashes drooped casually, drawing her to the bottom of her eyes.

Ordinary cotton long skirts, like going back to the simple and cute student years.

Dust-free, clear soup noodles.

Her hair was a little wet, her eyes were black and white, she looked at him lively and curiously, her lips were gently pursed, and there was a little joy in her lips that could not be concealed.

The night light made her face look like a rare and beautiful jade, and it would be finely crushed in a cup.

Her cheerful voice drew back his thoughts: "How come here?"

His tone was smooth, and there was a faint tension: "You will go to work tomorrow and give some inaugural gifts." He handed her a pink box, small, tied with ribbons, and exquisite packaging.

"It's just a mess, what do you mean by inauguration?" She deflated, but she was sweet.

"Can it be taken apart now?"

"Ok."

White business card holder, simple and elegant.

She rejoiced in her heart: "It's beautiful, but if you go back to the bottom, there will be no business card!"

"There will be later." Yan said flatly, "No matter what work, Zhen Yi can do very well."

Zhen Yi was stunned for a while. It turned out to be encouraging. Her heart softened instantly, soothing and comfortable.

"Thank you." She finished her laugh and said nothing else for a while. Maybe he was too happy, too relaxed, just looking at him, he could not find the topic in his head.

He was also safe, just looked at her so carelessly, she smiled like a flower, her hair was thin and windy, and she was so calm, not embarrassed, and looked at each other for dozens of seconds.

The night wind was so drunk that I could hear the bird's wings fluttering.

Zhen Yi asked: "Have you ever had dinner?"

"Eat." He nodded.

"..."

Zhen Yi said: "Ah, I'm going to invite you to supper. Is it good to go upstairs to eat?"

Lie again.

He looked at her carefully and considered for a while: "Well, no, thank you."

Zhen Yi knew that she was cheating, and said diligently: "It's so late, how tired is it to drive back, it's better to go to my house to stay. My bed is very soft!"

I'm soft too

He knew: "Well, no, thank you."

Zhen Yi was not angry: "See you then."

"Okay." He nodded politely, agreeing.

Zhen Yi abdominal slander: good sister!

Then, neither of them moved.

Zhen Yi's tone is awkward: "Why don't you, why don't you go?"

He was uncomfortable, pursed his lips, and said, "Look at you, let me go."

"..."

Ah ... so ...

She whispered "Oh", very worried, and turned away slowly.

In my heart, happiness is overflowing.

Playing with the business card holder, I accidentally found a business card in it, and took a look. The sandalwood foil, the knives and the ink blue were engraved with two words. His handwriting, Qing Jun Shen Ran:

"Zhenyi"

One line on the back,

"Rainbow also said she was incredible"

At that time, she had entered the hall and looked back, he was still standing beside the car, Qing Zizhuo Ran.

Is he waiting for her to turn around?

It felt good to see him watching.

People in the Social News Department of HK City Television are no strangers to Zhen Yi. She has been their interview target several times.

This time, I came to Chen Mo as a reporter. He is a very powerful director.

Chen Mo has a strange personality. The first sentence he met was: "Can you make a show about your regulated life over the past few months? The title is regretful."

Zhen Yi: "..."

"Joke." He was expressionless. "However, seriously. Will the police often monitor your whereabouts? If you can't reach you at any time, will you come out and catch you? At this time, I should pick up the stick and fight Are you still fighting the police? "

"..."

I was familiar with the business in the morning, and was sent to find organ donation materials in the afternoon.

Purpose: Third Hospital.

The first contact is An Yao.

An Yao is very cooperative. But these days I have been too busy working, so I can only walk while talking about the status of organ donation and transplantation.

She was indifferent, and her speech was calm and unsteady. I wonder if it was the doctor's patience and tranquility, and it sounded inexplicably comfortable.

Zhen Yi thought that the autistic words would like her, and there must be her benefits.

An Yao was too busy to touch her feet, often disturbed by patient nurses, and Zhen Yi left without delay.

There are three more contacts who are connected by a wonderful destiny.

Xu Qiao, 25 years old, female, acute leukemia, waiting for a suitable stem cell, with a 1 in 200,000 chance;

Huaisheng, 26 years old, male, uremia, waiting for the source of the kidney, the suitable matching ratio is not low, but the supply and demand ratio is 1 in 10,000.

Xu Qian, 25 years old, female, congenital heart disease.

"The nurse pushed me to take a walk on the grass that day. The wind was very strong and the wig was blown off. A boy passed by, picked it up for me and washed it by the water. He called me beautiful. Haha."

Xu Qiao sits by the window and talks to Zhen Yi about old things. Her face is pale due to illness, but her smile is pure.

"Someone used to call me a beauty, but it disappeared after my bald head. The wig was wet, he gave me a scarf, bohemian, and it was so beautiful on the head. Of course, he was so beautiful. I'm sorry. "

"So you know?" Zhen Yi asked.

"Well. That's how I met it." Xu Qiao dragged her cheek, smiling.

"The nurse said that his name was Huaisheng. He had uremia and maintained his life on kidney dialysis. I said he was really handsome. The nurse said, fortunately you didn't see it before his dialysis. At that time he was swollen. Hahaha."

She laughed heartily, and Zhen Yi couldn't help but endure.

"The second time I met, he sent me a colorful wig. You see, the sky blue is beautiful to wear." She pointed to her head.

Zhen Yi just took a picture of her. Xu Qiao has extremely white skin and light blue hair, like the exotic girl in the comics.

"Any other colors?"

"Pink and green are available, I like white the most." Xu Qiao took out the white and put it on, and instantly became a fairy in the snow country.

"It's beautiful!" Zhen Yi sighed.

"Yeah." Xu Qiao crawled on the bed and sat down, "Huai Sheng gave white, said ..."

be quiet.

"Say what?"

Her shallow smile was as weak as the winter sunshine: "He said, Xu Qiao, when you are old, with silver hair, you are still so beautiful."

Zhen Yi was speechless all at once, and the belated sadness filled her heart.

"Zhen Yi." She was as soft as a gauze. "I really ... I want to grow old!"

She smiled, her eyes were full of tears, blinking:

"A lot of people want to be young forever. I do n’t want to, and I do n’t want to be young forever in this way. I said that teenage girls are green, girls in their twenties are glamorous, girls in their thirties are sexy, girls in their forties are Enchantment, elegance in the fifties, peace in the sixties, calmness in the seventies, open-mindedness in the eighties;

I want to accept the trajectory of nature and experience the beauty of every moment, neither Xu nor anxiety; I want to grow old day by day, how happy it would be. "

Zhen Yi smiled: "Can't agree more."

Xu Qiao blinked, dried his tears, and smiled cheerfully: "Hah, who knows when he will find the right fit?"

"I'll try it later and see if I can help you."

"Thank you. I really hope that a miracle will happen. The treatment took a lot of money at home. If I can't wait, it will be so ... My parents have to lose money. A sick illness is a ruin, and the family is in debt." Xu Qiao's voice was low again Go on, "The cost of treatment is too high, originally intended to be cured. I am afraid that one day I die, my parents have no daughters, I have to pay the debt, but ..."

She couldn't talk anymore.

But, who wants to die as long as they can live an extra day? As long as there is even one ten thousandth of hope and debt, how can parents give up their children?

Zhen Yi: "How can organ donation decisions be made in this situation?"

"Compare your heart." She said lightly, "Sickness, treatment, too painful. If one day, my parents get a basket of water, I hope others' parents will not be desperate like us."

Zhen Yi felt that there was no language at the moment to describe her magnificent state of mind.

"Shi Yu is a blessing. It's good to save someone if you die." Xu Qiao said, "You have to interview Xu Qian. She is my girlfriend. She also signed an organ donation book. Her kidney just matches Huai Sheng. What. "

"Huaisheng knows what to say?"

"I didn't say much," Xu Qiao said, "Is Xu Qian still healthy, healed well. Huai Sheng said he can wait slowly, hoping that Xu Qian will be discharged from the hospital."

"All three of you are good."

Xu Qiao got up: "Are you going to see Huaisheng? Let's go together. I want to see him too."

When she came out of the ward, she met Xu Qiao's mother, who was plainly dressed and her face was tired. The couple had four jobs each and had to take turns to watch Xu Qiao. Knowing that Zhen Yi is a reporter, Ms. Xu expressed embarrassment and carefully, could you please donate some money to well-meaning citizens, it is best to come to the hospital to distribute stem cells.

Xu Qiao was a little embarrassed. The young girl was arrogant, but she looked up to see the silver thread on her mother's hair, and then lowered her head again.

Zhen Yi nodded: "We will do our best."

Going to the dialysis ward, the atmosphere is quiet.

Several dozens of square meters of wards were lined with instruments, lying full of patients, one by one without sound, seeming to be asleep, but also seemingly unable to resist.

Pain is written on everyone's face, the air of torment flows silently in the air, only the hollow sound of the machine, mixed with the smell of disinfection water,

As if I could smell the overwhelming despair, pain, and struggle on the edge of life and death.

The two changed their shoes and jackets and walked in lightly. Xu Qiao saw Huaisheng at a glance.

He was a handsome boy with a peaceful sleep, but his eyes were pale with pain, his face was dry and gray, and he looked distressed.

A tube was inserted into his body, and the turbid blood was drawn out, analyzed and separated in the machine, and then poured back into the body.

The red number on the instrument rose slowly.

Xu Qiao said that he had to draw more than 3 kilograms of waste liquid from his body every time he dialyzed, and now it was only 13 liters. He had to lie on the machine for two or three hours.

Twice a week.

Xu Qiao covered his pale hands and said softly, "Only people who are sick can experience how painful it is, but when the healthy body arrives, everything is too late. Here, many people have money, but sometimes , Disease is not exempt from money. "

They whispered, Huai Sheng's hand flicked, and the next second, he opened his eyes.

"Sorry. Did you wake you up?"

"No. I'm bored." Huai Sheng smiled beautifully. "Qiao Qiao, your hair is so beautiful today, like the peach lollipop I loved when I was a kid."

Xu Qiao touched her hair and returned a happy smile.

Like Xu Qiao, a boy who is optimistic and longing for life.

Zhen Yi lamented.

Looking at their clasped hands together, she didn't want to disturb. She could encounter a beam of light when life was most vulnerable, supporting each other through the gloom of life. It was also a gift from heaven.

She walked out of the ward and accidentally met someone she knew: Huai Ru, Huai Sheng's sister. It was actually the sister of Zhenyi High School.

Huai Ru was surprised to see Zhen Yi: "Aren't you a lawyer?"

Zhen Yi waved her hand and said briskly: "Don't you watch the news? Notorious."

Huai Ru said he was sorry and heard that it was an interview, she was very cooperative.

Zhen Yi recorded one by one, looked up and saw Huai Ruli standing at the door of the ward, staring at Huai Sheng and Xu Qiao inside, that look was too helpless and sad.

"They are quite good, aren't they?" At this moment, Zhen Yi admired Chen Mo very much. In the news, there is too much leukemia and kidney failure, and the audience is numb. But Xu Qiao and Huai Sheng, a tragic but optimistic couple, have too strong emotional impact.

"Yeah." Huai Ru said, "Me and Huai Sheng are orphans. I have been dependent on each other since childhood. This kind of feeling is not understandable by ordinary people. I want to save him too much, but unfortunately I don't match him. They are really happy. If Huai Sheng can Find the right kidney, Qiao Qiao also find the right bone marrow, together, how good. "

"It's pretty good."

There was a cool voice behind him: "The patient's family members are very shameless."

Zhen Yi stunned and turned back;

Huai Ru frowned: "Xu Qian?"

The girl resembles the beauty of the Western Regions, with wheat-colored skin and an obvious silhouette. She is the second generation of rich, Xu Qiao's girlfriend, a sudden angina pectoris, and heart disease.

She said politely:

"Everyone in this ward expects to have a kidney change, but this expectation, to put it bluntly, is to expect an innocent person in the world to die immediately and take his kidney. You said, isn't it dirty?"

Zhen Yi was surprised for half a second, and finally shook his head:

"The hope of life is the death of another person; very real and very helpless; but although irony, who can say that the idea of ​​expecting a kidney replacement is wrong?"

Xu Qian looked away and looked arrogantly.

Zhen Yi: "If you think so, why do you still sign the organ donation book?"

"You control me?" She snorted and left.

Zhen Yi naturally ignored her, just remembering the look she had just looked at, which was too subtle. Should not

She did not speculate too much, and saw Yang Zi carrying the fruit basket.

The chances of the two meeting recently decreased sharply, and I was surprised to see them here.

Yang Zi pointed to Huai Ru: "I grew up with them. By the way, did you find a job?"

Huai Ru answered for her: "What about the assistant of the famous director Chen Mo."

"That's a good job." Yang Zi sighed. Zhen Yi's job change was too smooth, and she thought she would be depressed for a while. Strangely, there always seems to be such a woman in this world, and everything goes smoothly before her.

After a few chats, Zhen Yi said goodbye, "I'll go to the bone marrow test, let's go first."

"Zhen Yi." Huai Ru shouted to her, "Are you really together with words?" After asking, or feeling inappropriate, busy explaining, "Curious only, this is the eternal bet and topic of Shencheng Middle School."

Zhen Yi's eyes rolled back: "Of course they are together."

"It's great." Huai Ruxiao said, "It must be good, never separate."

Every student who came out of deep memory remembers that magical afternoon.

On the second day of the test, the 13th class of physical education and the first day of the class overlap. When the class was assembled, the classmates suddenly commotion, he did not respond until he heard a bell-like clear female voice:

"Speech! Words of class 1 in 2 years! I am Zhen Yi, I like you!"

He looked at it indifferently, and there was a girl wearing a colorful skirt and graffiti on a white T-shirt, writing "Zhen Yi (Heart) Speech".

She was bouncing around, twisting her hips and hips happily, dancing, and the T-shirts and short skirts bearing their names were flying like butterflies.

The students laughed and laughed, and some people applauded.

The physical education teacher was so angry that she carried Zhen Yi's ear to her speech: "Apology!"

Words looked at her quietly. She jumped her feet and grimaces her teeth, but it was not ugly at all.

"Why should I apologize, I'm telling the truth!" She was straight and sturdy, she was holding her ears, and turned to look at the speech, smiling. "Hi, dear speech, are you angry?"

He didn't.

The physical education teacher couldn't make sense to her and said, "Fine-run the playground for 10 laps."

4000 meters in 10 laps.

The students were air-conditioned, but she was radiant, her eyes bright, and she asked excitedly, "Teacher, can you make a rumor after running 10 laps?"

Everyone: "..."

She ran for 10 laps, and her head was packed by the window of the teaching building, and students of all grades were watching ...

At that time, a few of the onlookers thought that how many 4000 meters could not stop her;

Who would have thought that this marathon ran for 3 years and they were really together.

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