Chapter 1: The Last Three Months

Chapter 1: The Last Three Months

"Dr. Chen, do I need to avoid food for my illness?"

"Hot pot, barbecue, milk tea, and coke have been all I can skip eating or drinking recently. ”

"I can also go to bed early and wake up early instead of staying up late. ”

Zhuang Ziang stared at the attending doctor, Chen Dexiu, with a sincere expression.

Because he faintly felt that his physical condition seemed to be a little bad.

Chen Dexiu is about fifty years old, with a Mediterranean hairstyle and thick gold-rimmed glasses.

Behind him, there is a wall full of pennants, silently telling his superb medical skills and high morality.

"No, you can eat whatever you want!"

Such a fluttering sentence sounded like a thunderbolt on a sunny day to Zhuangziang's ears.

Deafening!

On the diagnosis certificate handed over by Chen Dexiu, dense medical terms were printed, and the word "cancer" was particularly eye-catching.

"Dr. Chan, I'm only eighteen years old. ”

"Younger than you, I've sent a lot away in my life. ”

"And how much time do I have left?"

"Three months at most, if you look a little away, no one can escape this day. ”

......

Zhuang Ziang held the medical certificate in his hand and could not remember how he left the hospital.

His mind went blank and he walked down the road in a daze, knocking down several bike-sharing bikes.

At the age of eighteen, in this season of peach blossoms, life has begun to count down.

Three months, ninety days, two thousand one hundred and sixty hours......

Chen Dexiu said that three months, in fact, may not be that much.

With the flick of a finger, you have to say goodbye to this world.

There are certainly regrets, but they are not particularly sad.

Speaking from the heart, Zhuang Ziang does not have much attachment to this world.

The beauty of the world doesn't seem to have anything to do with him.

What is love?

It's "Swallow, how can I live without you".

It is "Aliga Tamei sheep sheep mulberry".

What is kinship?

Since he was five years old, after his parents divorced, he rarely felt the warmth of family affection.

That so-called "home" is nothing more than a place to sleep at night.

Every time I go back, I tremble, like walking on thin ice, like a complete outsider.

Only by going to his grandfather's house in the countryside can he seek a rare spiritual comfort.

Zhuang Ziang laughed at himself, the reason why he lived until he was eighteen years old was that he came to this world and could not take the initiative to seek death.

Now that he is terminally ill, he can't die if he doesn't die.

In the last three months, let me die calmly, and no one should bother me.

"Boss, give me a roast chicken, I don't need to slaughter it, I'll hold it and gnaw it whole." ”

"Milk tea with ice should have the highest calories, the sweetest sugar, and the most trans fatty acids. ”

"Stinky tofu, perverted and spicy, put more chopped green onions. ”

......

Zhuang Ziang watched TV series when he was a child, and when he saw Hong Qigong holding the whole flower chicken and gnawing on it, he was very yearning.

Today it finally happened.

Facing the strange eyes of passers-by, his mouth was full of oil.

But there is an unprecedented joy in my heart.

Passing by the wholesale market, Zhuangzi spent thirty yuan and bought a flower shirt.

The color is very gaudy, and he dresses like an old boy.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he was very satisfied.

From childhood to adulthood, he has been a good child and a good student in other people's mouths.

But in everyone's bones, there is a rebellious and wild side.

They are all people who are going to die, what else are they pretending to be pure?

In the last three months, I want to be myself and be the truest Zhuangzi Ang.

Wearing a flamboyant floral shirt and carrying a half-eaten roast chicken, Zhuang Ziang was stopped at the school gate by security guards.

It wasn't until he showed his student ID and a leave slip signed by the head teacher that the security guard called again to confirm that he was let in.

"Alas, the current students, they are all in a hurry, what are they talking like!"

Zhuang Ziang stepped into the school gate and listened to the sigh of the security uncle behind him, feeling a little funny.

Uncle didn't know that he, a fluent student, had ranked first in the whole grade for two consecutive years.

He is a good student and an outstanding student cadre selected by the city.

It's just that for Zhuang Ziang at this moment, these are just false names.

He will no longer be bound by these so-called auras.

It was the end of class time, and there was a commotion on the playground.

Outside the classroom door of Class 9, several students were chasing and fighting.

When Zhuang Ziang, dressed like a big rooster, walked into the classroom, he immediately attracted the attention of the whole class.

"I'll go, what kind of wind does he smoke, he actually dresses like this to come to school. ”

"I was caught by the teaching director, and the 3,000-word review started. ”

"Zhuang Ziang took sick leave yesterday, so he looks at it, he is not lightly ill!"

......

Ignoring the monster-like eyes of his classmates, Zhuang Ziang sat down in his seat, rewrapped the half of the roast chicken, and stuffed it into the desk.

Then I drank the cup of milk tea with a very high content of trans fatty acids in one go.

"Zhuang Ziang, why didn't you reply to my message?"

A girl in the front seat turned her head, her eyes full of questioning.

Lin Mushi, the goddess of the school flower level.

has a pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes, but her eyes are always arrogant, like a princess.

There is never a shortage of suitors around such a girl.

Or to put it bluntly, licking the dog.

Chuang Tzu Ang is also one of them.

After all, sitting at the front and back tables, getting along day and night, it is difficult for adolescent boys not to be tempted by such a beautiful girl.

Zhuang Ziang took out his mobile phone and found that there were many unread messages.

Three of them are from Lin Mushi.

"Zhuang Ziang, tomorrow morning I want to eat Li Ji's fried buns, remember to buy them for me. ”

"Why didn't you come to school today? ”

"If you keep playing Missing, I won't give you a chance to chase me again. ”

Although it was a cold text, Zhuang Ziang could still read Lin Mushi's lofty tone.

Lao Tzu is going to die, do you care if you give it a chance?

"You're not one of mine, do I have to buy you whatever I want to eat?" Zhuang Ziang casually swiped away the chat box.

"What did you say?" Lin Mushi's eyes widened in disbelief, thinking that she had misheard.

Zhuang Ziang actually dared to speak to himself in such a tone.

How can a dog lick so horizontally?

"I'm sick and on sick leave, and you don't have a word of concern, just thinking about a few broken buns. Zhuang Ziang shook his head.

He admitted that he did like Lin Mushi before.

But Lin Mushi has always been close to him, hot and cold.

It feels like he's about to give up, and he'll give just the right amount of hope.

Just hanging like that, it's just playing.

Knowing that he was terminally ill, Zhuang Ziang finally came to his senses and wanted to stop this boring pulling immediately.

Lao Tzu doesn't have many days to live, and I don't have time to play with you.

"Zhuang Ziang, what kind of attitude do you have?" Lin Mushi's eyebrows straightened.

"Classmate Lin, I have no obligation to buy breakfast for you, it is love to buy it, and it is my duty not to buy it, you don't seem to have made your identity clear. Zhuang Ziang replied nonchalantly.

"Zhuang Ziang, are you really sick and stupid? You will lose me forever. Lin Mushi was a bit threatening.

Quite a large breast, together with a volt.

The beautiful Danfeng eyes are burning with anger.

Zhuang Ziang's eyes were indifferent: "Whatever, I seem to have gotten you." ”

Lin Mushi was extremely disappointed in Zhuang Ziang and turned her head angrily.

In fact, she has a good impression of Zhuang Ziang, after all, he is handsome, has good academic Xi grades, and has a warm personality.

The delay in agreeing to Zhuang Ziang's pursuit is not yet to the point where love is dead and alive.

But what do you mean by that now?

If you can't catch up, you can give up easily?

How can you chase girls without perseverance and perseverance.

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