Ordinary Summer

"Xia Qining, I wish my baby a safe and healthy life." "Lao Xia, you see other people's children have nicknames, our little one must have one too." As soon as Lao Xia heard this, he immediately became interested. He took out the dictionary overnight and picked out the words carefully. "Let's call her Pengpeng." He finalized his decision, "I hope our baby will grow up healthy and healthy." But Xia Qining seemed to be bound to illness from birth, and had been in and out of the hospital many times since birth. Fortunately, with her parents' constant companionship and the unreserved love of her relatives, she slowly grew into a beautiful girl with overflowing love. During the high school entrance examination, Xia Qining spent the whole time in the hospital. Fortunately, she has always had excellent grades and had already received the admission notice in advance. During the days in the ward, the pain tortured her repeatedly, and she had the idea of ​​committing suicide several times. But whenever she looks out the window, she can always see her parents trying different ways to make her happy - bringing her a bouquet of her favorite daisies today and reading a story she likes to hear tomorrow. Gradually, the thought of death was left behind, and she began to long for a good life: she wanted to see the bigger world outside the textbooks, and she wanted to taste what it was like to walk side by side with her peers. Growing up, there were only doctors and nurses in her world, and she never had any real friends. "Xia Qining." This was the first time she heard her name from her classmates. Different from the cold calls in the hospital, and different from the loving murmurs of her parents, this call had the unique clarity of a young person, which made her heart tremble slightly. "Xia Qining." Another voice came from the young man with clean eyebrows. Xia Qining suddenly blushed and secretly clenched the corners of her clothes with her fingertips, wondering in her heart: Could it be that the condition has recurred again? Why did my heart beat wildly when I saw him? "Xia Qining." Later, the cold ward, which was filled with the smell of disinfectant all year round, became the end of her life's memories. And she could no longer hear the young man's call. The four times of "Xia Qining" linked up her uneventful life. Her days were not filled with blooming flowers, and were even filled with the haze of illness, but those brief moments of warmth, momentary heartbeat, and the unyielding love of her family were enough for her. Concept: Death is not terrible, what is terrible is forgetting