|Disease fight|Art healing | Family bonds | Full text without a knife |
"We steal the starlight to make the night seem shorter."
Lu Shengshi was seriously injured in a car accident while trying to save his sister, leaving behind sequelae that are difficult to recover from. When he learned about his physical condition, he chose to conceal his illness and bear the weight of the countdown alone. Until he met Huang Meng in the hospital - a girl in a wheelchair who dyed the world into a starry sky with a paintbrush.
"What would you do if you only had one year left?"
"Then draw 365 pictures, one every day, so that even if I disappear, my paintings will live on for me."
The two mutilated souls began to approach awkwardly. He helped her move her easel to the rooftop, and she tore apart his lie that "everything was fine" on a rainy night; he secretly poured out painkillers to reduce the family burden, and she scratched her arm and screamed, "It hurts all together." They signed a naive agreement: exchanging a secret of pain and improvement every day, the laughter in the sugar paintings, the star trails on the CT film, and the hot cocoa stirred by the thermometer. They rewrote the medical records into fairy tales.
——When life begins to count down, we use paint to hide time
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The author who can write this kind of novel is also a talent [exploration]