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In the dead of winter of the same year, Chen Shuya was diagnosed with acute leukemia and was given less than three months to live.
When Chen Shuya learned the test results, she didn't feel much of a stir, she just felt relieved.
When she walked out of the hospital, it was snowing heavily outside. Snowflakes were floating on her body. Chen Shuya closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
"Remember to eat dumplings, Xiangxiang."
At the dinner table in the evening, Chen Shuya took out her medical record with a bright smile, without a trace of sadness.
However, Ning Yan and Yang Yi beside him were silent. They looked at the medical record without saying a word.
In the end, Ning Yan couldn't help it and his eyes turned red: "Yaya, don't be like this ."
Chen Shuya smiled and drank a glass of beer: "What's wrong? Why are you so depressed? I want to die, not you."
Ning Yan turned her head away and shed tears.
Yang Yi's voice was a little choked up: "Don't laugh so happily. Brother Cheng told me before he went down to rescue people that if he had an accident, he must protect you in No. 1 Middle School and not let you be bullied."
Chen Shuya's smile froze and she felt the beer stuck in her throat.
After a long while, she said with a trembling voice and a bitter smile: "He has promised this."
Yang Yi also shed tears and said nothing.
Chen Shuya drank glass after glass of wine, which was bitter and unpalatable.
Ning Yan snatched her wine glass with tears in his eyes and raised his voice: "Don't drink it, look at how negative you have become!"
Chen Shuya didn't refute, just smiled.
She said: "That mother and son want compensation, how can they compensate? Why don't they give me Cheng Xiang as compensation? I will never see him again in this life , how can I compensate..."
As she spoke, Chen Shuya's tears couldn't stop falling, and she kept talking.
"That night, he told me he would see me tomorrow."
"He said he likes me, too."
"How are we going to compensate for this? How do you think we are going to compensate for this?"
The three people at the dinner table were all crying, but none of them had the words to comfort each other.
Chen Shuya said in her heart: I don’t have time in this life, so I will love you in the next life, and in the life after that.
Two months later in early spring, Chen Shuya passed away.
At the funeral, Cai Yan cried until she fainted.
At that time, she had already divorced Chen Shuya's father. She lived a submissive life, hoping that her patience would allow her daughter to live a better life.
In the end, it was her daughter's death that brought her the only bit of courage she had.
Ning Yan knelt there burning paper, her tears had dried up, and her voice was light and light.
“In my next life, I will choose a harmonious family and suffer less.
"In the next life, let's be together with Cheng Xiang."
Under Chen Shuya's pillow was a draft book with two words carefully written on the cover: "Cheng Xiang."
She added it later.
When she was unhappy or couldn't sleep, she would take it out and look at it, as if the boy was still by her side.
A sentence was added below the sentence "I say autumn is better than spring".
“Autumn has always been a time of sadness and loneliness”
