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"Daisy in the South China Sea has been defeated. Will you come back again?" In early December 2019, a virus with no origin broke out around the world. Once infected with this virus, the outcome is almost death. Wen Yu was a surgeon in the Department of Respiratory Medicine at the First People's Hospital of W City. In the midsummer of that year, he had just finished an operation and wanted to go out for a walk. A boy bumped into him, but he didn't ask much and ignored the matter. It's hard to talk about fate. When he got off work, Wen Yu had a thought and wanted to buy a bouquet of flowers from a flower shop near his home. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a lazy figure, it was the boy from the morning. Wen Yu: Hi, how are you? His hand shook stubbornly twice. Boy: Does Dr. Wen also like flowers? The atmosphere was tense. Wen Yu: So embarrassing. Wen Yu felt embarrassed like never before, so he pointed to the bouquet of flowers that he liked the most: "Can you get me a bouquet of that kind of flower?" The boy didn't hesitate, picked a few of the brightest ones, wrapped them up and gave them to Wen Yu. Before leaving, the boy asked: "What is the doctor's name?" "My surname is Wen, Wenyu." "My name is Jian Qiu." "The doctor is so good-looking." Wen Yu was stunned, lowered his head and smiled softly: "Thank you." He smiled, hugged the flowers and disappeared into the bright sunshine. When I went back and looked at the bouquet of flowers carefully, I realized they were daisies. Until the end of mid-summer, Wen Yu didn't get much rest. He only learned about the need for team building in the department after listening to the nurses' discussions. The fate is very strange. My colleague Zhou Xu brought a family member named Jian Qiu... Wen Yu: Is this fate? ? ? But because of this team building, the two also had more contact and understood each other better. They all knew it: I liked him. The first snow was sad, and a game against the virus began. Many heroes took the initiative to volunteer and rushed to the front line. Spring is fading, and I don't know how many heroic souls are buried under the spring light of the past. The child who had just had a little tantrum with Dr. Wen also disappeared, leaving only the dazed boy holding daisies in front of the grave. He didn't cry or get angry, he just murmured and repeated one sentence: "You've gone home." "Jian Qiu, I won't walk so carelessly in the next life. If there is an afterlife, please hold my hand tightly and take me home." Jian Qiu x Wen Yu BE [Some terms in the article may not be professional, thank you for your understanding (qwq)] [This is my first time writing an article. Please forgive me if I am a novice writer. Adapted from the COVID-19 outbreak in 2019. Purpose: To pay tribute to the heroes who rush to the front line in times of crisis.