Feng Wuli asked, "Why are you looking for him?"
"Because we made an appointment to meet, I have to go find him. Xiaonian doesn't want to miss the appointment."
"But you don't feel well, you have to stay in the hospital." Feng Wuli advised.
Xiaonian is a little sad.
He lowered his head and said nothing.
What this elder brother said to him was the same as what others said. A man and a woman were talking over there. The man said he wanted to go out for a smoke, and Feng Wuli gave way.
Feng Wuli looked at Xiaonian and asked, "Do you have something important to say? I can go to him to help Xiaonian convey it."
"No way!"
He was suddenly very nervous, "If we make an agreement, I must go find him. Xiaonian doesn't want to break the promise."
As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed.
Feng Wuli was silent for a while, then asked with a smile: "Can't we wait until Xiaonian recovers from his illness and then go find him?"
"Go now..."
He took a step back, turned and left, his steps a little unsteady, but very determined.
My mother is at work and my father works as a transporter. My sister has become busier and busier since she entered high school, so he takes advantage of this time to run out.
If he broke the appointment, he was afraid of losing his only friend.
He staggered and suddenly couldn't feel where his limbs were.
"Xiao Nian!"
The big brother behind him called him, but Xiaonian could no longer hear clearly. He felt top-heavy and about to fall down.
Before he fell, he felt like he was being held by someone, and the tight grip on his hands was about to loosen.
The nurse sister over there was calling the doctor. Her voice was very far away from him. The light and shadow on the ceiling of the hospital were chaotic. One lamp on the ceiling turned into several. The hurried footsteps and shouts were mixed together. Xiaonian felt that his body Being moved, he had experienced many such scenes since he was born, so he was not afraid. He was calmer than those panicked nurses and slowly closed his eyes.
When he woke up on the soft hospital bed, he saw the cold chandelier and the noise of the instruments in the ward.
He turned around and saw the big brother sitting next to him.
Feng Wuli held the ball of snow in his hand, waved to him, and asked with a smile: "How about big brother taking you to find your friends?"
Xiaonian nodded confusedly.
Feng Wuli stretched out his hand towards him.
He just heard the doctor say that this little guy had ALS at a very young age, and it was getting worse very quickly. Due to the complications, he might not survive this winter.
There would be no miracles, and the family already knew that.
Maybe he knew it himself and couldn't wait to meet his friend.
…
"Not here yet?"
"But there were so many people in that place that he didn't dare to go there."
"The weather is so hot, it's almost melting."
"Let's make another little snowman and go find him."
He pinched a handful of snow off his body.
The night in Junsha in mid-September was not as hot as the previous two months, but for humans, it was simply hot as hell for a snowman like him.
But there was nothing I could do. After all, I told the human child that I would build a snowman with him next year.
Although it was very hot, it was bearable.
In the park next to the inpatient department, not many people came out to cool down. Sitting on a bench under a lone street lamp was a two-meter-tall giant creature composed of two lumps of white snow.
He had no legs, and his hands were made of two balls of snow. His eyes and mouth were sunken, and his body was sweating all over the floor.
The temperature in this place is very low.
Suddenly, two people walked out of the shadows in front, a tall man and a child.
The huge snowman stood up happily, his voice was irritating, but his tone revealed excitement.
"Ah, you're here!"
Xiaonian also laughed.
It snowed in the park in September, covering the ground with a light layer of white.
The snow under the street lights in the park is pale. The park is dark and snowing, but it seems a little warmer than the white hospital.
Last winter, Chen Xiaonian built a snowman in the yard.
Because of ALS, he was always running between school and hospital. Later, he didn't go to school much.
Because of his frail health, his family was worried about him and rarely let Chen Xiaonian go out to play with others. He could only stay at home and watch the fun outside.
It would be nice if I had friends myself.
Thinking this way, last winter, the snowman in his yard came to life.
"Are you a monster?" He asked, looking up at the chubby guy without fear at all.
"I'm your friend!"
The tall snowman monster has a particularly honest voice.
Chen Xiaonian squinted his eyes and laughed. The weather was too cold, and his breath turned into white mist. His sister came out and took him back to the house.
That winter, he made a monster friend.
"Are we going to meet next year too?"
"We will meet next year too."
"Let's build a snowman together then, shall we?"
"Let's build a snowman together then."
Feng Wuli answered a phone call.
He had just talked with Xiaonian's sister, and the doctor also said that there was nothing serious for the time being. He told Xiaonian's sister to take a walk under the inpatient department and take Xiaonian back after a while.
"It's so troublesome for you. Xiaonian's mother and I were not here just now. We were shocked when we received a call from the hospital."
Feng Wuli looked at the cold street lights in the park. Snow was falling in the park in summer. The seriously ill boy and the snowman and monster who were about to melt were happily fulfilling the promise of the previous winter.
In the summer, coughs and laughter are mixed in the park, and sometimes a gust of wind makes the leaves in the forest rustle.
Feng Wuli was sitting on the entertainment facility aside. Liu Xiaoxiao sent him a message and asked him when he would be ready to go over and play with her.
The light from the phone screen shone on his face as Feng Wuli typed, asking her if the doctor had come and what the doctor said.
Liu Xiaoxiao: The day when the broken leg is recast, when the knight returns
Liu Xiaoxiao: I feel like I can cosplay and defeat Metkai
Liu Xiaoxiao: It’s so boring. I’m going to be bored to death.
Liu Xiaoxiao: By the way, bring me some duck neck later.
In the park covered with a layer of snow, between Chen Xiaonian and the snowman monster, a large ball of snow slowly rose up. The raised snow balls were piled together, and then the snowman's body was piled up, and another large ball of snow rolled up. Finally, the two of them worked together to move it and put it on the snowman's body.
I also found branches and leaves in the park, and the snowman added arms, noses, and eyes.
Chen Xiaonian wiped his forehead, his hands turned red from the cold, his breath turned into white mist, a smile appeared on his face, and the snowman and monster also laughed. He was much thinner than before.
The snowman was buzzing, squinting his eyes and smiling and asked him: "Will you come again this winter?"
"You must come!" Xiaonian raised his hand.
"Then we agreed! Let's play together this winter too."
"We will also build a snowman together this winter. Let's meet here again then."
"Then it's agreed."
"Winter is coming this year."
"Everyone is coming."
