I really look forward to the arrival of Sunday, because on Sunday, my son will come back with the "hare meat" that makes me salivate. It is precisely because of this expectation that my mood has become better than ever. And when the mood is good, the pain from various parts of the body seems to be relieved or even disappeared. In the past two days, except that my body seemed a little weaker, other aspects seemed to have returned to a healthy state. This feeling undoubtedly dilutes the haze in my heart before, maybe "the end is approaching" is just an illusion of myself.
On Friday morning, I rested on the small bed against the wall in the main room as usual. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. I opened my eyes and saw that it was my wife's sister-in-law who was also my son's little aunt. In fact, I didn't have much affection for the couple, but they were relatives after all, and out of courtesy, I greeted her warmly. She also pretended to be concerned and told me to rest more and talk less. I happened to be so happy, so I fell asleep.
My wife chatted with her innocuously for a few words, and then I heard their footsteps gradually going away. You can guess without looking, the two of them must have gone to the kitchen to talk about some sensitive topics. I can also understand their painstaking efforts. They were afraid that a careless word would arouse my suspicion (the suspicion that their condition had reached a very dangerous level).
After a while, I heard footsteps from far to near again. I don't need to look, I can know that the two of them have already sat next to the small bed where I lie. I don't know what the two of them were talking about just now. It seemed that they had something important to say to me. However, I was so envisioned for the good life on Sundays that I didn't really care much about what they had to say.
After brewing for a while, under the worried eyes of her son's little aunt, the wife finally couldn't help but say: "So-and-so (a code name for my nickname), in fact, many people want to tell you, but they don't dare .¡±
After hearing this, I couldn't help but "click" in my heart. "Want to tell me, but dare not", probably not a good thing! All of a sudden, my good mood brought by "hare meat" was swept away. "What's the matter? Others dare not, don't you dare?" No matter what they want to mention, they can't avoid it. Therefore, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask with a pretense of reproach.
My wife is a simple-minded person. He completely took my words as the truth, so he didn't feel my complicated state of mind at that time. After hearing my answer, my wife continued boldly and said, "Do you still remember my dad's happy event?"
Hearing the word "Chongxi", I only felt a "buzz" in my forehead, and immediately a worse premonition came to my heart. However, I replied immediately at that time: "I remember, of course I remember! My father-in-law's health gradually improved because of that happy event."
My wife didn't notice anything wrong with my emotions at all. Seeing my answer like this, she said boldly and confidently: "We also want to"
At that time, I felt my mind agitated sharply, so before my wife finished speaking, I rushed to ask: "Do you also want to cheer for me?" After asking, I stared at my wife very nervously.
Accompanied by my wife's sonorous and firm "yes" answer, I only felt dizzy for a while, and I almost fainted. "Chongxi" is a custom here, who would not know the deep meaning of it at my age? Under what circumstances will it be "happy"? That's usually something that happens when someone is terminally ill, hopelessly ill. That is to say, since my wife has suggested "congratulations" in front of me, it also shows that I have really reached the seriousness of "the end is approaching".
In fact, before, I also realized something bad, because I felt that some aspects of my son's reaction were a little abnormal. I remember when I was just diagnosed with a tumor in my esophagus. My son was quite irritable, wishing he could take me to Nanjing or Shanghai for medical treatment immediately. Later, during my hospitalization including the moment I was just discharged from the hospital, my son was very sensitive. As long as I said something uncomfortable, he would respond immediately and even try to find a way to take me to the hospital for reexamination. However, recently, his son's performance has become much colder. It's just that this abnormal indifference made me see a flaw. At that time, I was thinking that my son must be pretending to be calm in front of me because he was afraid of arousing my suspicion. At that time, I was guessing that maybe during the follow-up examination, I had been found to have a recurrence of cancer. It is precisely because there is no effective treatment after the cancer relapses that my son will not take any action when he knows what is wrong with me. Otherwise, with the son's previous temperament, he will not immediatelyIt's strange that I went to the hospital for an examination.
Although I have long realized that it is not good, but those are just guesses in my heart. Who wants to think of their illness as bad? Therefore, at that time, there was still a little bit of luck in my heart. In the case of uncertainty, I am more inclined to believe in the analysis that my son ambiguously believes that he is changing for the better.
But it's different now, no matter how stupid I am, I can tell from my wife's advice that my physical condition must have reached a very bad point. No wonder, in the past two days, fathers and uncles who have passed away will remind themselves so eagerly. If I can't taste the delicacy I want to taste the most in the past few days, then I'm afraid I will never have the chance to taste it again in my life.
"Congratulations, Congratulations"! Is it really possible to "wash" away the stubborn cancer cells? My situation is completely different from that of my father-in-law. At that time, my father-in-law failed to find out any real problems, but what I got was real cancer! Thinking of this, I can't help but feel anger welling up. But I know that I can never do this! In fact, the wife is also kind. In desperation, the wife will make such a bad plan. The wife also wants to make herself better by "rejoicing". In fact, if you were yourself, at this point, you might do the same. After all, for the sake of the people closest to me, even if there is only one ten thousandth hope, I have to give it a try. Finally, the anger in my heart completely calmed down.
Alas, I have only a few days left anyway! Why bother to provoke the unhappiness in the hearts of the family? Thinking of this, I immediately put on a smile and said: "Isn't it just joy! Don't you know me as an old husband and wife? This is a good thing, so what is there to be afraid of?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com