One day in the early autumn, the newsroom suddenly shone brightly - a girl with a jade carving came. The editor-in-chief told everyone that her name was "Qing'er" and that the main job of helping was to make a record of the manuscript and re-transcribe some scribbled manuscripts. A few days later, I learned privately that this female child was suffering from leukemia, and the original work unit research institute worked too far away, and it was of a caring nature to come to the newspaper.
Her work is very light, and she will finish it in a while, and then read the articles of acquaintances and chat with everyone. Everyone pitied this unfortunate girl, and everyone took great care of her, thinking of ways to say all kinds of fun things to make her happy.
My "Yangzi One-Day Essay" is not over, seeing her special life, I rushed to her to ask for a manuscript. She said, "Teacher Zhang, I know what you want me to say, but I don't say it. But she still left a heartbreaking sentence in the text: "At a young age, I have already tasted the suffering of the world." ”
After a few days, "Qing'er" told me that she wanted to go out with me to learn interview writing. Of course, I promised that we would rely on her for whatever she wanted, not to mention that having such a beautiful person to accompany her was of great benefit to work and mood. The editor-in-chief instructed me not to take her as a factory area, but to just interview and walk around the headquarters.
"Qing'er" is familiar with me and is willing to say anything in her heart. At the age of sixteen, she was admitted to the South Normal High School, which is the best high school in Nanjing, with a college entrance examination rate of almost 100%, and she is a delicate school flower, chasing her excellent boys like bees. However, after only a year, she suddenly became terminally ill, and the bees receded like a tide.
At this time, there was an inconspicuous little boy, who could only watch her share from a distance, but then bravely stepped forward. In order to take care of "Qing'er" in the hospital, he skipped a lot of classes and was finally admitted to only a college.
At first, "Qing'er" did not accept him, but he touched everyone with his sacrifice, including "Qing'er's parents, doctors and nurses", and finally touched "Qing'er" himself. The boy's name is "Haizi".
The only one who was not touched was the "Haizi" parents, who firmly opposed the only son's liking for this terminally ill girl, and even did not let "Qing'er" enter the door.
"Haizi" has an iron heart, and if you don't let "Qing'er" enter the door, he will not step into the house. After graduation, he was also assigned to our company in order to facilitate the care of "Qing'er", and he did not return to his home once in a few months. "Haizi's" father is a rear admiral, his son and daughter are out of the house, and the old two are living in a small building.
"Qing'er" said, I never said these words to others, but today I am somehow willing to tell you. She suddenly asked me: "Teacher Zhang, will a talented man like you like me?" ”
I said, "It also goes to say that a girl like you, there is absolutely no man in the world who will not be unmoved." ”
"Qing'er" is soaked with a kind of ice and jade beauty inside and out, and it makes people feel pity when they see it, and I am very reminded of the ancient words "At first sight of the city, goodbye to the country" such sentences.
I think that in those days, there was a humble veteran under me, and he often said, if I marry a beautiful daughter-in-law, I don't need her to do any work, and I will provide her for the rest of my life, as long as I look at her every day.
Men in the world share the same heart.
"Qing'er" because of continuous chemotherapy and radiotherapy, the body is up and down, we all take turns to go to her home or hospital to see her.
Once, she took out a photo album full of her own flower-like image, and asked me to pick one of my favorite souvenirs. I was afraid that she would be too careful, and quipped: "I can see you every day, a big living person, what do you want to do with photos?" ”
I didn't take the photo, and I regretted it later.
Finally, her body still couldn't afford to consume it. I was very sad in front of the hospital bed, seeing her white and transparent little face gradually thinning and yellowing, and her voice was weak and needed to lean over to hear clearly.
I had the heart to comfort her: "You are still very happy in this life, you see, the most firm and happy love has always accompanied you." She sighed and said, "Life is gone, everything has become meaningless." ”
One day at four o'clock in the afternoon, she called me from the staff hospital: "Sanlang, come quickly!" Qing'er really can't do it this time! ”
I hurriedly summoned my colleagues Xiao Han and Lao Yao in the office, and rushed to the hospital, only to see that the doctors and nurses were trying in vain to rescue them, and "Qing'er" was already on the way to heaven...
An hour later, my colleagues and I carried Qing'er out of the inpatient building that had left her in pain.
After the memorial service, Miss Anqi and I went to comfort "Haizi", who still lived in "Qing'er"'s home, a love cottage that had lost its temperature, and only a few colored lights were still blinking sadly. "Haizi" once asked me whether the publicity department is good or the enterprise management department is good. The factory wanted to transfer him from the workshop, and both departments wanted him.
"Haizi" is a bit of a little talented, probably a family heirloom. His grandfather was once a writer of the Shanghai Left-Wing Literary Association, and although he was only twenty-four years old at the time, he dared to challenge the famous Mr. Lu Xun, who wrote his last polemical article during his critical illness. The young man was almost drowned in everyone's saliva.
I said to him, "Why don't you go to the business management department?" It's better for you there. "Haizi" is introverted and taciturn, and I do not advocate his propaganda.
He shook his head and said, "Forget it, forget it, it doesn't matter now." ”
Seeing that he was discouraged, we also knew that it was useless to talk more, so we had to say goodbye and leave.
A few days later it was a rainy night, and the thunderstorm was so great that it was frightening, as if something was about to happen.
As soon as I went to work in the morning, there was an amazing bad news coming - "Haizi" committed suicide!
——In the middle of the night, "Qing'er's" father was awakened by the knocking of the door, and he wondered: Who probably forgot to close the door? He got up to look, but saw that "Haizi" was missing from his daughter's room! Hurriedly shouted people out to look for it, and saw "Haizi" lying motionless in the water in the thunderstorm downstairs...
He had committed suicide by cutting his wrists, and there was a small basin in front of the bed in the room, and there were several drops of blood in it, and the blood stains dripped down the stairs all the way downstairs. Some people speculate that "Haizi" probably wanted to do something by the bedside, and may have thought that it was not good to die in someone's home, so he walked down the stairs with difficulty. Because the arm was already injured, the door was not closed.
"Haizi" was calm and wrote a detailed death letter, stating that it was completely voluntary, asking his parents to allow him to share the coffin with "Qing'er". His heart was very delicate, and even he borrowed a few pounds of food stamps.
Thinking about just participating in the funeral of "Qing'er" for ten days, and then participating in the funeral of "Haizi", it is very sad for the sudden loss of the short life of this pair of 22-year-olds, I send a picture of the link: "Past life karma, this life is obsessed, the heavens on earth are eternally inhabited; come different lives, go but go together, green mountains and blue seas are dependent on each other." ”
"Haizi" mother cried her liver and intestines, but her father was cold and calm. The rear admiral said that he was sorry for the country, sorry for his parents, and his son died worthless.
Daughter Yu Meteor, boy is affectionate, this incident caused a great shock, the company's young people talked about it. I wrote an article to the Youth Program of Nanjing Radio, and the host "Sister Xuemei" was also very touched, and she wanted to carry out a big discussion on the concept of love, and the "Young People" edition of Nanjing Daily also had this intention.
Unexpectedly, the "Haizi" family was very angry after hearing about it, they believed that the death of their son was completely caused by the negligence of the woman's parents, but they were angry but saw this article broadcast, thinking that the woman was shirking responsibility and instructing others to do it. So, to the radio station theory. "Sister Xuemei" told me, and I quickly notified the Nanjing Daily to retract the article.
Naturally, there was some trouble, and the leaders were certainly not happy, so I had to be criticized again.