This is all acceptable.
There are no perfect parents in the world; they have already been very good to us.
However, a few months before the apocalypse, he was diagnosed with a terminal illness.
Brain cancer, late stage.
It started with nosebleeds.
He went to the hospital alone for a medical check-up, and the diagnosis report plunged him into despair.
He thought that his parents, who had raised him for so long, definitely couldn't accept that he had a terminal illness.
Therefore, Zhang Yiming never said anything, fearing that they wouldn't be able to accept it.
They eventually discovered the diagnostic report and accepted it without hesitation.
There was no heartbreak as I had imagined, only a calm acceptance.
Later, one day, he fell into a deep sleep and never woke up.
He thought that he probably died that day.
Because when he woke up, he wasn't in his own room, but in the cold basement of the hospital.
He remembers that it was very cold that day, cold to the bone.
The basement was like an icebox, with beds covered in white sheets and blankets all around.
The white blankets covered the heads of those people.
He ran home in the middle of the night.
The journey was surprisingly smooth. He felt that he was much faster, and as he ran, the surrounding street scenes rushed past, becoming afterimages.
He will always remember the terrified looks in his family's eyes the day he returned home.
His parents didn't talk to him that day, they just cooked him a meal, and then his dad went out to make a phone call.
I could vaguely hear that it was being administered to the hospital.
He remembers that the meal he ate was fried rice with eggs, which was very bland, but he still ate every single grain.
At the time, I felt that the taste was only half of what it usually was, but I was already very satisfied.
Unexpectedly, from then on, his sense of taste became increasingly dull until he could no longer taste any food.
After he finished eating the fried rice, his parents and younger brother all moved out overnight without any explanation, leaving only a short message.
Xiaoming, there's food in the kitchen. If you need more, just order takeout.
Then, he began living alone.
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