Gu Shi is about to reach the end of his life.
Before being admitted to the hospital, he met Zhu Qirong for the last time, and Zhu Qirong never thought that this would be their last meeting.
"Zhu Qirong, what if I'm going to die?"
"What are you talking about? You are only seventeen years old. You will definitely live to be seventy."
"I live to be seventy, what about you?"
"If you live to be seventy, then it will be enough for me to live to be seventy-one."
Seventy years old? No chance. I'm going to die soon.
In the next few days, Zhu Qirong could not find Gu Shi anywhere.
"Have I lost you."
When I heard the news about Gu Shi again, it was news of his death.
Gu Shi left two suicide notes, one of which was specially left for Zhu Qirong.
Zhu Qirong received a half-large cardboard box, which was only half full. This was all the things in Gu Shi, and Gu Shi.
"This is what he wants us to do. Even though we are not qualified parents, it still fulfills his wish."
"Zhu Qirong, seventy is too far away, I can't reach it.
My birth was unfortunate, but I was lucky to meet you and fall in love with you in my short life of seventeen years.
I didn't want to just leave, but there was nothing I could do.
Ah Rong, I have nothing left for you.
Burn this letter after reading it. I don't want you to miss me, let alone feel sorry for me.
You will have a bright future.
There are better people out there than me, healthy people, people worthy of your love. "
"But I don't want a glorious future, I just want you."
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In fact, this is a nonsensical article written by a primary school student. I wrote a few words for my own enjoyment when I was free. Just look at it and enjoy it.
Motto: Love is good medicine