She has met many people in her life. Old people living alone, patients who can't walk, and Grandma Liu sitting on the stone steps waiting for sunset.
She thought her job was to accompany others on their journey.
It wasn't until that autumn evening when a girl dragging a suitcase stood at the door of the dormitory with wet hair and whispered "Excuse me" - that was the first time Wen Tang knew that he would also be caught.
Su Yu talks little and is timid, like a tulip with its head lowered and waiting for the rain. But she put a glass of warm water when Wen Tang stayed up late to write a project book, gently held Wen Tang's hand when she woke up from a nightmare, and asked for her before anyone asked her if she was tired.
Wen Tang thought they still had a long time. It's so long that "Begonia" has changed from an old shop to the name of an entire alley, and it's so long that I can sit on the balcony and watch the jasmine flowers bloom all summer long.
But Su Yu's illness came slower than in spring and faster than she imagined. She wrote all the words she had no time to say into a letter, leaving the only heart that could still beat to Wen Tang.
When Wen Tang woke up, Su Yu was no longer there. But every time her heart beats, she carries the warmth of that person.
Later she opened "Begonia" in that old shop. I sit by the window every day and listen to the old people in the alley telling their stories. Someone asked what "Begonia" means.
She only said: "The flower language of Begonia flower is tenderness, beauty and bitter love."
The second part of the sentence she didn't say was...
Someone planted this flower for her, and spent the rest of her long life with a heart that was still beating.
Purpose: Pay tribute to every organ donor