I am Wen Rucheng, and I have lived in a cold ward for a long time.
This is not a joke, it's because I'm sick.
I asked my mother what disease I had, and she just smiled and said it was a small matter and would get better in the future.
But I know this is false. I must have been seriously ill, so my mother was crying all day long.
One day, a young man came to the bed next to me. He was about the same age as me. He seemed to be sick just like me.
The boy's name is Ji Sui'an, he is sunny and cheerful. We had many topics of conversation and gradually became more and more familiar with each other. When I was in the most pain of being tortured by the disease, he always accompanied me and comforted me. Whenever I had an operation, he would give me a warm embrace. Later, I started to covet this feeling, and then I gradually understood that it was love.
The good times didn't last long, my operation ended in failure, and I knew I had to leave them. Ji Sui'an's eyes turned red from crying. He hugged me tightly and said softly: Chengcheng, I have a secret that I haven't told you. I like you for a long, long time. "
Motto: Life is precious