The Greatest Showman

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Jennifer looked around the room at random, and quickly noticed the mess left on/on the hospital bed next door, a dark blue backpack, a pair of shredded paper, and some crafting tools, "What's today's activity about making? ?"

In order to maintain muscle development and flexibility, Heather has to carry out a lot of reconstruction every day, and even the movement of fingers such as writing can be regarded as a kind of reconstruction.

"Kite." Heather replied subconsciously, but then reacted immediately and answered the question, "No, today's reconstruction is not about making anything, but..." Heather was a little irritable, but did not want to continue talking about his recovery. Jian, so he cut off the words directly, "Anyway, those are not reconstructed things, it's just... just..." Heather couldn't find a suitable word to describe it, this feeling is really bad!

Jennifer could sense Heather's contradictions and entanglements, and she didn't push it any further, but half-jokingly reprimanded, "So, what about the kite? Did this guy make the thing in half and then slip away?"

Heather didn't speak, turned her head and looked out the window deeply, with an obscure expression that made it impossible to speculate.

Jennifer couldn't help being a little surprised, walked to the window, and then saw the happy crowd below - Alex was running down the slope with a kite in his hand, and a little girl stood behind pulling the kite shaft, A tall man crouched down behind her, grabbed the kite string with both hands, and controlled the speed of the kite, and then a group of little guys ran aimlessly behind Alex.

The sound of laughter, noise, and roaring... in the early spring sunshine, the vigor and vitality in the air broke through the shackles of winter and let it out heartily. There were many hospitalized children and parents standing next to them. Everyone, everyone seemed to be watching the fun, with a smile on their faces involuntarily.

Inadvertently, the corners of Jennifer's mouth also rose slightly.

As a children's hospital at Mount Sinai Hospital, although people try to stay optimistic and the children's laughter is always boiling, the heavy heart still lingers. Always unbearable. But today, the laughter shattered by the breeze made the whole hospital come alive.

Turning back, Jennifer saw Heather loosen her teeth quickly, but her lips slowly returning to blood revealed what she was doing just now, and the stubbornness in her eyes couldn't hide the surging envy.

In the past few months, she would visit Heather whenever she was free, perhaps because they were both girls and were of a similar age, Heather did not reject her approach, which made the two of them good friends. But today, Heather's reaction was a little unusual.

After thinking about it, Jennifer thoughtfully asked, "Heather, is he the one who made the kite?" Although he didn't specify it, Jennifer's intuition told her that Heather knew who she was talking about, but Heather didn't To answer directly, but to lower his eyes and avoid the question, which is even more strange.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his head, and Jennifer said tentatively, "So, he's that guy?" The guy who disappeared for nearly eight months because of his work.

About that guy's story, Jennifer's ears are calloused, every nurse here knows him, and many people compliment him, and then he left New York for work, and he also insisted on calling Come back and ask about the situation. Even Heather was no exception, she was always happy to tell funny stories about the guy, as if the memories were all bright bright yellow.

But as time went on, he never came back to New York, and Heather gradually began to lose her smile, almost thinking that he would never come back, just like the disappearing friends in her life. So, Heather closed her heart again, refusing to make new friends, and even rebuilding was not so active, as if... giving up.

Just after Jennifer's words came out, you could see Heather's brows frown, and the turbulence in her eyes could hardly be concealed. Even if she didn't speak, Jennifer had already got the answer she wanted.

Jennifer couldn't help but turn her head to look out the window again. Because the distance was too far, she couldn't see the face of that person, and could only vaguely see a figure the size of a slap, but the bright smile that was enough to eclipse the sun was clear. The ground came into view, so that the eyes always involuntarily leaned on him.

"Yes, that's him," Heather replied abruptly, breaking the silence in the room. "He's Renly."

"The legendary Renly!" Jennifer joked meaningfully. The secret signal between the girls couldn't have been more obvious. Jennifer barely concealed her hint that Heather had a crush on Renly.

This sarcastic remark made Heather grit his teeth, "I just like the music he recommended." After explaining, Heather felt that it was not enough, so he added, "He is a very knowledgeable person, and it seems that something is wrong. You know, I just enjoy the process of talking to him."

No one can know everything. But Jennifer didn't burst Heather's fantasy bubble. Every girl will have a crush. That object seems to be omnipotent. Every move is shining like the sun. As long as he appears, it will be the whole world. Every girl is the same. Jennifer couldn't help but recall her crush. Was it... high school? Or junior high school? The memory has become so blurry.

"So, Renly is finally back, shouldn't you be happy?" Jennifer asked curiously.

Heather watched silently

Looking out the window, there was a trace of envy in her eyes. She envy those people who could run wildly and feel the solidity and heaviness of the earth with her feet; she envy those people who could laugh wildly, and their lungs would never feel the heat and blockage; she envy them. Those people can enjoy the sun like a normal person, speak, write, and walk, which are taken for granted to other patients, but they are stripped from her body bit by bit. She has a sense of humiliation.

"But he'll leave again after all, won't he?" Heather said softly. After going through partings again and again, she is tired of it.

Jennifer sighed lightly, "How do you know that deep down he's not worried about your leaving?"

"How can I leave? I'm trapped here! Forever!" Heather shouted excitedly, and even sat up directly, clenching his fists, cheeks flushed, and using all his strength to express his anger.

Jennifer wanted to give her a hug, but she held back, because she knew that at this moment, Heather didn't need the comfort and pity of others, "Heather, you know what I mean." The disease of ALS, There is no cure now, so at the end of time, it is very likely that Heather will leave first, not Renly, or someone else, "Renly chose to come back, he is more courageous than others, and you chose to escape."

Jennifer's words were so cruel, they cut Heather's fig leaf directly, making her feel ashamed, but she didn't stop, but continued, "The doctor said, you can still walk now." Heather's condition The speed of development was somewhat higher than expected, but it did not deteriorate to a bad level. Now Heather can still walk, but she chose to give up.

Heather was poked in pain, speechless, she could only shout at Jennifer, "You don't know, you don't know anything, you're a healthy person, you just stand by and watch my jokes, yours It's so easy to talk, but you don't know what it means to me!" Heather pointed in the direction of the door, "Go out, I ask you to go out!"

Jennifer opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a moment, she finally left in big strides.

She wanted to help Heather, she desperately wanted to help Heather, but she was still too young. In her 20-year-old life, she had never experienced so many storms. Sometimes, even if she wanted to help, she was powerless. . This feeling of powerlessness and frustration made her hate herself a little bit.

However, she also knows that this is not about herself. Those patients who are suffering from illness are the protagonists. She can't force the patients to accept her kindness because of her own sense of powerlessness and urgency, right?

Leaving the ward, Jennifer's mind was in a mess. Before she could look up, she saw a wall at the door. She couldn't help but take a half step back. She looked up and saw Renly standing at the door. She couldn't help but be stunned. ——Because, she recognized it at a glance, this is the man she met at the Los Angeles airport last time, and the kite in the other's hand at this time implied that he was the Renly mentioned by Heather, and there was a lot of information. It was too big, and for a while, Jennifer couldn't handle it at all.

Renly also saw Jennifer in front of him, and his eyebrows rose slightly. He heard the quarrel's tail just now, and he was still wondering who it was. He didn't expect to see a completely unexpected person. However, with more important tasks at hand, Renly nodded at Jennifer with a smile, pushed open the door of the ward and walked in without saying anything.

"Get out!" Heather roared without seeing who was coming. However, this time she didn't get a response, so she yelled again, "Get out!" She looked up and saw Renly.

Renly held a butterfly kite in his hand and stood there with a smile, not showing any strangeness because of Heather's emotional ups and downs, just standing there peacefully and calmly.

Heather just thought she'd bumped into a cotton wall, and it felt so bad that she couldn't help herself, so she turned her head angrily, refusing to communicate with Renly of any kind.

Renly stepped forward again, walked to the window, carefully swung the kite up, then took two steps back and looked at it. After confirming that it was correct, he smiled at Heather, "I'll go first. See you next week, Heather." As if nothing had happened just now, Renly walked to the side, packed his things, and left the room.

The room was quiet again, but Heather's eyes couldn't help but fall on the kite. Behind the transparent window was the blue sky. The kite was placed there motionless. It looked a little inconsistent but very harmonious. I couldn't help but start to describe the appearance of this butterfly kite flying into the sky.

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