We became Yan Yin's family for the time being.
It's said to be temporary because we all know that this family's existence is destined to be short-lived, and that we are destined to experience separation and death in the future.
However, none of us said anything, and we all tacitly pretended it didn't exist.
The first day living together.
As agreed, Song Qingrong began teaching Yan Yin how to do makeup, while I took on the role of a coffin shop owner and was responsible for the daily needs of this "home".
These days are peaceful.
I haven't felt this peaceful in a long time.
Or rather, it is the peace of having love.
The only downside is that I really dislike the makeup style Yan Yin is learning. I don't know where she saw it, or maybe she just remembers that she's going to die and had Song Qingrong teach her that kind of exaggerated makeup.
I asked her why at the time.
She said: Don't you think this makeup looks great?
That reason is far-fetched, and I naturally don't believe it.
She had no choice but to say: "I've heard that people's faces turn very white after they die. I've seen ghosts on TV that look like that, so I think... if the makeup is thicker, it shouldn't be scary. You won't be afraid when you bury me."
When I hear the word "fear," I really want to say: Don't always think about us, you should think more about yourself, you should make yourself happy.
But in the end, I didn't choose to say those words.
Because I already know what kind of person Yan Yin is.
She never thought about herself.
Perhaps that's how it is; many times, it's she who suffers.
Fortunately, with my patient "guidance", Yan Yin's makeup returned to normal, thanks in part to Song Qingrong's help.
Apart from that, nothing particularly bad happened on the first day.
Gu Nianci and her group seemed to have succeeded and did not come to cause me any more trouble.
That evening, Yan Yin started coughing up blood. When I saw her, she was frantically wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth while forcing a smile and saying, "Xu Ruo... I... my head hurts so much."
I feel like I can't be alone anymore.
I don't know if you can understand that feeling.
It's like knowing that the person standing in front of you is fighting a final battle with death, racing against time for the last bit of life left. You want to help, but you're powerless, unable even to offer comfort.
In the end, all I could do was sit quietly beside her, just to keep her company and prevent her from feeling the fear of facing death.
And so it went until night fell, and it became the second day that Song Qingrong and I stayed at the coffin shop.
Just like the peaceful first day, Yan Yin continued to learn how to do makeup, with Song Qingrong patiently teaching her. When they got tired, the two went out for a walk and shopping.
Meanwhile, I stayed at the coffin shop.
However, I had one more thing to do the next day.
I started looking online for information on which sunflowers are easy to grow, which sunflowers produce the most beautiful flowers, and what foods are suitable for cancer patients to recuperate.
I had a fulfilling day and didn't experience any major emotional fluctuations, but every time I stopped to rest, I would suddenly feel sad.
I realized that although I am not afraid of death, I am already prepared to die.
But I'm afraid Yan Yin is dead.
I can't imagine what I would do if she died in front of me.
But on this day...
Yan Yin's vomiting of blood became more severe.
She was helped back by Song Qingrong. This time, she didn't feel unwell in the evening, but rather suddenly. When Song Qingrong brought her back, her face was pale, she was vomiting blood, and constantly moaning in pain...
My first instinct was to take her to the hospital, but Song Qingrong told me that Yan Yin said she never wanted to go to the hospital again in her life. She was afraid of that place, and that place always told her that she was going to die.
When Yan Yin regained consciousness, she said again: I really want to live!
None of us could sleep that night.
We all hope that Death is playing a joke.
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