"Witnessing the rise of the 49ers again, this is the best thing."
Ryan said calmly, without blame, resentment, cynicism, or even ups and downs. There was a trace of relief in his words, as if he had accepted his fate calmly.
In fact, Lu Ke had no way to refute. Because as far as the current medical conditions are concerned, amyotrophic lateral sclerosis is a terminal disease with no possibility of cure and even no effective treatment.
Even if Lu Ke knew that this meant giving up and surrendering, even if Lu Ke knew that this meant giving up on oneself and resigning to fate, he could not say, "You can't give up hope"; there was no way to say, "Your ending may be different," and even more. There is no way to say, "Try harder and try harder," because those are all irresponsible lies.
Compared to Jonathan, Ryan is more calm and calm, but also more bitter. During the two years of hard work, what he has experienced is unimaginable by others.
Everyone knows that the end of life is death; but not everyone knows when the end will come. Lu Ke will never know what kind of state of mind a person feels when he receives the exact death notice; but he knows that even before death comes, he hopes that he can bloom like a summer flower. Release all the beauty.
Those high-sounding principles came to a halt because their eyes fell on Ryan's thin shoulders. After all, facing Jonathan was different from facing Ryan.
Lu Ke looked at the No. 14 jersey and said, "Do you know what that sentence means?" Ryan didn't know what it meant, but he couldn't turn his head. Lu Ke had to add, " That saying on the jersey.”
Ryan was slightly stunned.
Of course Ryan knew this sentence. When Jonathan gave it to him personally, he had read it carefully. But after that, that sentence gradually became a part of the jersey, which is closely related to "No. 14". They were the same, blended into one, but he never thought about what that sentence meant again.
"You know, birth, old age, illness and death are subjects that everyone must learn. No one can escape, but no one can truly learn. Even if we experience it again and again, we still can't learn it after all." Lu Ke's eyes also looked at Looking out the window, he said quietly, "Just like injuries, we all know that injuries on the football field are inevitable, but when they really happen, we still find it difficult to accept them, start complaining, start fighting, and start struggling. "
"Death and separation are things that have been doomed for a long time, so everyone is working hard in their own way, shining brightly in their limited journey, trying to prove that they once existed, but unfortunately, it is not Everyone can do it, only a very small part of them are the bright and shining giant stars in the night sky, while the others are weak and insignificant lights, ordinary and ordinary, and no one seems to notice their disappearance at all. "
"But people forget that without these small lights, the dazzling and greatness of those bright lights cannot be brought out."
In the entire ward, only Lu Ke was talking quietly. This was a Lu Ke that Ryan had never seen before. He did not have the decisiveness and strength on the court, nor the kindness and concentration on the training ground. Just like a big boy next door, he is so approachable that he can't feel any light, but his body still shines with that indomitable perseverance, blooming with warm light like the sun.
Suddenly, Lu Ke turned around, looked at Ryan, and showed a big smile, "You know? To this day, I still miss John Ward, my college classmate. He and I They both came from the sparring team, and in their senior year, they both entered the substitute lineup side by side."
"Our talents are not very good. We cannot compare with Logan and Marcus, let alone the proud ones like Cam Newton and Andrew Luck." Lu Ke suddenly became very excited** Come, "But it was John. At the last moment in the 2010 NCAA finale, I connected with him successfully and completed the buzzer beater to defeat the USC Trojans. God, that one catch, he was simply Peter Pan almost takes off, it’s incredible.”
Even though it has been a long time since now, Lu Ke still can't help but chew it carefully every time he thinks about it. Those youth, wantonness and publicity are still vivid in his mind.
"Then what?" Ryan couldn't help but ask, because he had never heard of the name John Ward. In the 2011 draft, the three most famous Musketeers from UCLA were the San Francisco 49ers. In the current Iron Triangle, there is no John Ward.
"He retired." Lu Ke said lightly.
"Ah." Ryan's exclamation just escaped.
Lu Ke didn't feel lonely and sad at all, "I am enough for Hollywood fairy tales." This self-joking joke made Rui En couldn't help but laugh.
"John's talent is still limited. Nowadays, the living space for white wide receivers is getting smaller and smaller. Even if he participated in the draft that year, he would probably not be selected. So, after careful consideration, he chose to retire and keep those good things forever. Stayed in the college arena." Lu Ke then finished the story.
There were no ups and downs, no stormy waves, and it was even so calm that it was a bit boring. After all, reality is not a movie and.
"But for me, John will always be the most important part of my memories." The slight smile on the corner of Lu Ke's mouth was filled with perseverance.
Suddenly, Ryan asked curiously, "Is it even more important than Logan and Marcus?"
Lu Ke laughed dumbly, but still thought about it seriously, and finally nodded in affirmation, "Yes. For John and I, Logan and Marcus were once unreachable main players. Of course , Logan and I have known each other for nearly a lifetime, and our friendship is irreplaceable. But in training and in rugby, John and I were both sparring players, and this experience is irreplaceable."
After finishing speaking, Lu Ke raised his right hand and pointed at Ryan's jersey, "This is what that sentence means."
Ryan lowered his head and found the words on his shoulder:
"To Ryan Baldwin,
If they say, who cares if another light goes out, twinkling beneath billions of stars in the sky? Yes, I care.
Lu Ke. "
Involuntarily, Ryan whispered this sentence. Those familiar syllables were put together and evolved into a completely different rhythm. It was wonderful.
Lu Ke's words rang out immediately, "Yes. Under the billions of stars in the sky, who would notice that a ray of light went out? In the vast universe, who would notice a drop in the ocean? Where is the end?”
Ryan suddenly realized that this was him.
He turned his head slowly, slowly. For an ordinary person, such a simple action consumed all his energy and made the whole person seem extremely difficult; but he did not give up and finished the job unswervingly. Throughout the entire movement, his eyes were firmly on Lu Ke's face.
Finally, he finally met Lu Ke's eyes, those bright eyes like obsidian.
"Yes, I care." Lu Ke said.
Involuntarily, the smile on Ryan's lips rose: Yes, I care. He likes this sentence.
There was no long speech, no profound truth, and Ryan's condition was not even mentioned, but the gurgling excitement and excitement was surging and boiling in Ryan's arms. Because at this moment, Lu Ke’s words once again awakened Ryan’s enthusiasm:
He is a fan, not a patient, just a pure fan, a fan of the San Francisco 49ers.
Sure enough, Lu Ke went on to say, "Ryan, this is our season. We are on the right path. We will continue unremittingly towards the ultimate goal and look forward to it." Able to reach the end. I think so, what about you?"
Lu Ke's smile was so firm and bright, "I hope the Nine People can accompany us all the way. I mean, every Nine People, even the most insignificant one, I can't even name. everyone."
A deep smile couldn't help but appear in Ryan's eyes, "You mean, I am an insignificant ray of light?"
Lu Ke opened his mouth, "..."
The dumbfounded expression made Ryan laugh heartily. Although the laughter seemed weak and he seemed to be trying to control himself to avoid disordered breathing, the familiar Ryan still came back.
Lu Ke laughed dumbly and shook his head slightly, "Don't you want to see us reach the top again?"
"You mean, this year? Or next year? Give me a deadline, otherwise if you say it will take ten years to reach the top, it will probably be more difficult for me." Ryan started joking again, and his self-deprecating words made people laugh.
Lu Ke did not answer directly, but further said, "If we enter the Super Bowl, would you be willing to come and watch the game?"
Ryan stared at Lu Ke quietly, also refusing to give in, "You mean this year?"
This time, Lu Ke didn't answer. The two of them just exchanged glances quietly, refusing to give in to each other. But in the end, Lu Ke was defeated - how could he care about the patient? He is still an adult and does not remember the faults of the villain, so he expressed his tolerance and said, "I look forward to the day when you come to the scene."
Lu Ke left. He did not stay in the hospital for too long, appeared quietly, and then left quietly.
Jonathan personally escorted Lu Ke out of the hospital. From the beginning to the end, he still felt a little unreal that Lu Ke actually appeared in the hospital like this.
Returning to the ward, Ryan was still sitting on the edge of the bed. He seemed to hear some movement, so he took the initiative to ask, "Jonathan, is it you? My muscles are a little numb now. Can you please help me and sit on the bed again?" /Come on? Also, didn’t you go over and get your notebook and pencil? I should start today’s rehabilitation.”
Jonathan stood there, his nose suddenly sore, but he showed a big smile and nodded repeatedly, "Okay. Okay. I'll come over to help."
Note: That quote comes from a Linkin-Park song, "One-More-Light," hoping that the eternally sleeping Chester Bennington can find inner peace.
