On the first day of medical school, I threw the liver specimen from the anatomy class in Jiang Yu's face.
He played the guitar to me despite the smell of formalin all over his body: "Classmate, is this the organ you lost?"
The whole school knew that Su Wan, the aloof academic tyrant, fell into the hands of a talented musician.
The day he gave up the Berkeley offer for me, I hid the genetic test report——
Hereditary prion diseases have an average survival time of 8 months after onset.
"Let's break up, I'm tired of it." I tore up the music score he had stayed up late to write.
Jiang Yu pressed me against the laboratory door with red eyes: "Your right hand was shaking when you were sick... You think I don't know?"
Later, he searched laboratories around the world for specific drugs, and I forgot his name.
When the bedside calendar was full of red crosses, he gently combed my hair: "Remember today, my name is Jiang Yu."
——But all the hair tangled between the teeth of the comb is my fallen hair.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
