His brain quickly digested the real 19 years of his life. Suddenly, among the vast amount of memory fragments, Su Yi found some discordant places.
Knock knock——
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the ward, and someone pushed the door open:
“How are you feeling today?”
Su Yi raised his eyes and saw a blond, green-eyed doctor in a white coat, looking very capable.
It’s…Dr. Lin Na!
Just like in [virtual memory], in reality it was Dr. Lin Na who performed the surgery on him.
Su Yi was deeply impressed by her green eyes. Unlike many foreigners who have bluish green eyes, Dr. Lin Na has a pair of grass green eyes mixed with goose yellow. They are very special and will be remembered at a glance.
Perhaps it was because of these eyes that Su Yi recognized her at a glance in [Horror Script Murder].
Lin Na, the attending physician of cardiac surgery at Meicheng Royal Hospital, is also the murderer he met in the bride copy.
After catching the murderer, Su Yi had a conversation with Lin Na. He asked her if she was a doctor at the Royal Hospital. Lin Na's answer was:
"Did you see that bitch?"
Su Yi pressed further, and Lin Na replied: "It's me, or? It's not me."
——What does this mean?
The hospital gown was lifted up, and a cold stethoscope was inserted into his chest. Dr. Lin Na was examining him.
Su Yi lay on the white pillow with his head slightly tilted. He saw Bai Ye standing beside the bed, looking at him carefully, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed in worry.
My heart is pounding.
"Well, the condition is good, there is no abnormality, and the surgery will be performed on time this afternoon." Dr. Lin Na put away the stethoscope and explained to the nurse next to her.
She was speaking English. People from a native English speaking country tend to speak English at a fast pace, which is different from standard English listening. Bai Ye didn't quite understand and looked at Su Yi with an inquiring look.
Doctor Lin Na and the nurse left quickly. The door of the ward was closed. Su Yi said to Bai Ye, "The doctor said I'm fine. I'll have the surgery as usual."
"That's good." Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to sit back in the chair next to the bed...
Beep—whoosh!
Su Yi heard a strange sound. The cell phone he had placed on the bedside table moved out of thin air and was sucked into Bai Ye's trouser pocket!
There was a fluffy lamb hanging by the pocket. It was Bai Ye's cell phone pendant. Su Yi saw that there was also a similar plush lamb pendant on his own cell phone. The two lambs were now tightly pressed together.
"Ah, it's sucked again."
Bai Ye easily caught the two little lambs, separated them gently, and put Su Yi's phone back far away.
Su Yi reached out and touched the lamb pendant on his phone.
In his [virtual memory], this was a stuffed lamb he saw casually at a roadside stall. He thought the lamb stretching out its little hands to ask for a hug was very cute, so he bought it and hung it on his phone.
Gently pinch the plush lamb with your fingertips.
In [virtual reality], his plush lamb was soft when he pinched it, and there was nothing inside it except cotton. But the lamb in front of him was different. Su Yi pinched something like a coin, which was a magnet.
Real memories about this plush lamb began to emerge in his mind. This was a pair of cuddly lambs that Bai Ye bought for him after he and Bai Ye got together. They were a couple's magnetic pendant.
When they separated, the two plush lambs stretched out their little hands, looking for a hug. Once one half approached the other, they would be attracted to it, kiss each other and hug each other tightly.
Such small, vivid details were all erased in [virtual memory].
Nineteen years of life was too long, and there were too many vivid fragments for Su Yi to digest them one by one. He could only prioritize the fragments related to the [truth], many of which were about his adoptive father.
There is something wrong with this adoptive father.
Now, Su Yi, who has experienced the [Thriller Script Killing] and possesses the [Real Memory], can roughly realize what is wrong, but the self on July 18 in the real world cannot explain the specific reason.
Even so, facing the upcoming heart surgery, I still have a bad feeling in my heart.
The lingering feeling forced him to decide to talk it out, so at that time, he said to Bai Ye:
"Take me for a walk."
Su Yi leaned on the hospital bed with a pillow under his shoulders. The sunlight shone through the blinds of the ward, leaving thin strips of light on his snow-white quilt and face.
The loose and large hospital gown concealed his thin body. His pale skin seemed transparent in the light. Bai Ye was a little stunned for a moment.
The sick Su Yi was so fragile that she seemed like she would break if poked. She was like the mermaid in the fairy tale he had heard as a child, who would turn into foam in front of him and leave him forever.
"Now...are you there?"
Bai Ye had some concerns. He would have to undergo surgery soon, and he was worried whether Su Yi's current physical condition would allow him to go outside.
The summer in July is so hot. The scorching wind blowing across the skin feels like being burned by electric shock. Can Su Yi bear it?
Last time, the weather was unusually cool, so he took Su Yi out for a walk to get some fresh air. When Su Yi came back, he felt dizzy, his eyes were blacking out, he felt chest tightness and vomited, which scared Bai Ye. The doctor said, "It was the wind that caught his eye. Maybe it would be safer for him to stay in the temperature-controlled ward?"
"I want to talk to you. It's too stuffy in the ward."
The voice was soft and floated into Bai Ye's ears. Su Yi leaned on the hospital bed. He tilted his head to look at the sunlight outside the blinds, with a bit of longing in his eyes.
Bai Ye couldn't stand his expression and said quickly, "Okay, let's go for a walk! It's really stuffy in the ward. It's really uncomfortable to keep the air conditioner on for too long."
He immediately pushed the wheelchair over. Su Yi was in such a state that he couldn't walk by himself, so Bai Ye picked him up from the bed by grabbing his legs.
He could feel Su Yi's leg bones in his palms. They were too thin! They hurt his hands. Sometimes Bai Ye didn't dare to touch Su Yi. He had to hug her gently and caress her gently, for fear that he would use too much force and break Su Yi, who was as thin as glass.
He carefully placed Su Yi on the wheelchair, covered him with a thin ice silk blanket, put on a sun-proof jacket, brought a large parasol, a thermos bottle, emergency medicine, and made all preparations. Bai Ye pushed the wheelchair and set off:
"Let me take you to the tree-lined path in the backyard. It's cool there."
"Um."
Su Yi responded, and he sat in the wheelchair and left the ward that smelled of disinfectant with Bai Ye and went out of the hospital.
The hot summer sun shines on Su Yi, making his skin feel warm. The grass and trees in the yard are growing wildly in the midsummer of July. Everywhere you look is lush green. Yellow spots of light dance between the leaves. The sun-dried soil smells like grass. The cicadas sing in a long voice, "Zhi-la-zhi-la", which sounds lively.
Su Yi really likes staying in such a yard and being bathed in such sunshine. The warmth of the sun melts into his blood vessels and flows throughout his body, bringing a hint of vitality to his weak and dying body.
This sick body could not withstand the wind or the sun, and was more difficult to care for than the most delicate rose in the greenhouse. Su Yi often looked through the thick glass windows of the ward and envied all the wildly growing creatures outside the window that could sprout and grow in the wind and rain.
Despite meticulous care and careful treatment, his heart is weakening day by day. His brothers and sisters who were adopted with him have all died one after another. He is the one who has survived the longest, now at the age of 19. If he does not have a heart transplant, he will not have much time to live.
Even if a heart transplant is performed, there are still high risks. Can his physical condition withstand the surgery to open his chest and replace his heart?
Su Yi had no confidence in himself. Although the heart was compatible, no one could guarantee whether there would be any reaction during the actual transplant process.
Perhaps, today is the last time he sees the sun, and also the last time he speaks to Bai Ye.
If you don't say something now, you may never have the chance to say it again in the future.
Su Yi, who was about to face a life-or-death operation, was exceptionally silent. He was thinking about where to start.
Bai Ye was used to such silence. Su Yi was usually not a talkative person, and now he didn't have the energy to say too much. Most of the time, it was Bai Ye who kept talking, sharing all kinds of interesting and boring things, while Su Yi listened quietly.
He thought it would be the same today.
"By the way, let me show you something?"
Bai Ye, who was pushing the wheelchair, stretched out a hand. Su Yi saw an empty palm stretched out in front of him, with five fingers spread out and shaking, and suddenly, like a magic trick, a certificate appeared:
"Look! I got a driver's license."
Under the big DRIVER LICENSE is a big-headed white nightshade, framed stupidly in the sky blue background.
"Why..." Su Yi was a little surprised, "You suddenly want to take a driver's license test?"
"Well, I bought a car, you see--"
Bai Ye held the phone in front of Su Yi, and Su Yi saw a photo pop up on the screen. It was a black Hummer parked in the underground parking garage of their apartment.
The domineering Hummer off-road vehicle has the spirit of being able to walk to the horizon.
Bai Ye: "It's much more convenient to have a car. Otherwise, we have to rent a car to go anywhere. Last time we took a taxi together, it was hard to call an Uber. We waited for a long time but no one came to pick us up. By the way, didn't you say last time that you wanted to see the Smurfs on the beach? I'll drive you there after you recover from the surgery..."
"It's fluorescent algae." Su Yi corrected him, "It's a red tide phenomenon caused by eutrophication of seawater."
"..." Bai Ye was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed twice, "Okay, okay, let's go see the red tide phenomenon. It is said that you can see little penguins returning to their nests on that beach. There is also a mountain behind it, called Mount San Genie. It seems that you can observe fireballs in September. You should have been discharged from the hospital by then, right?
"I don't know if it will snow here in September. It doesn't matter if it doesn't snow. The ski resort should be open. Once your heart is better, I can take you to try many activities. Didn't you say before that you really wanted to go skiing? There is a big ski slope in Mont Saint-Ginni..."
The tone was rising, the voice was handsome, and the face was full of youth. Su Yi listened quietly to Bai Ye describing their common future with great joy in the sunshine: taking him to many, many places, and doing many, many things that he could not do before due to his heart disease.
He was talking so happily that Su Yi did not have the heart to interrupt him. After Bai Ye finished talking about the snow slopes of Saint-Ginni, the gold rush town of Adri, the pink lake of Conlinaire, and almost all the check-in spots that can be reached by car, Su Yi spoke softly:
"white night.
"Um?"
"You know, heart surgery has only a 40% success rate."
For a moment, Bai Ye's smile froze on his face.
Su Yi: "It's possible... today is the last time we see each other."
"Don't say that? Such words!"
Bai Ye stretched out his hand to cover Su Yi's mouth, and his movement was deliberately much lighter, and he made two "Pooh" sounds to help Su Yi drive away these unlucky words.
"I know you don't want to listen." Su Yi reached out and gently held Bai Ye's hand on the wheelchair pusher:
"But the facts won't change just because I say something auspicious. You know better than anyone how risky heart surgery is. I may die on the operating table. Bai Ye, this is the reality that may happen next, and you and I can only accept it."
It was like being hit on the head by a steel rod, and every word echoed in his crown. Bai Ye clenched his fists, and his hands holding the handle of the wheelchair trembled a little.
He couldn't be as calm as Su Yi. He didn't have Su Yi's extraordinary logical mind. He couldn't speak clearly and calmly about the possibilities when facing life and death.
"…We still have so many places we haven't been to. I will definitely take you there! So…can you…"
Can you survive?
Bai Ye did not say the second half of the sentence. He lowered his head, like a sad big dog who knew his owner would never come back, and hung his head to the place where his owner once sat.
Survive or not, that is not a future that Su Yi can actively choose. The congenital disease has tortured him for 19 years, and he longs for health more than anyone else.
Bai Ye knew this very well, so he could not say anything else, and just lowered his head in silence. He lowered his head, lowered it, until he was in the crook of Su Yi's neck, and gently lay down.
Su Yi paused for a moment, then reached out and touched Bai Ye's furry head. The hair, which had just been cut, was a little prickly to the touch.
"Don't be sad. I've lived for 19 years, which is quite a long time for a person with congenital heart disease. My brothers and sisters...all passed away before me."
Bai Ye said nothing, but slightly closed his eyes, buried his head in Su Yi's neck, carefully sniffing the scent that made him love. The sun was warm in the courtyard, and the chirping of summer cicadas surrounded them.
"You have something to say to me, right?" Bai Ye said softly.
"Hmm." Su Yi looked a little hesitant, his fingertips clenched:
"Actually, speaking it out may... be a kind of trouble for you.
"But if I don't tell you, I'll feel a little... flustered. I always feel like... I have a bad premonition."
Bai Ye keenly sensed something wrong in Su Yi's tone. He raised his head from the crook of his neck:
"Just tell me, it's okay. If it's a big deal, I'll take the brunt of it for you. I'm tall."
Su Yi chuckled, his eyes curved like crescent moons.
Bai Ye: "Really, I'm not kidding. No matter what you say, it won't bother me. If you stop talking halfway, I will keep thinking about it until I go crazy."
Tell Bai Ye expectantly, "Tell me now? Tell me now?" The hesitant look gradually faded from Su Yi's face.
He seemed to hear the sound of plants growing wildly in the midsummer, popping and chirping, spreading like waves with the chirping of cicadas. His heart was suddenly filled with a lot of confidence, and he had the courage to tell everything.
...It’s great, Su Yi smelled the scent of summer sunshine in the air. Before leaving this world, he finally met someone he could confide everything to.
If he is lucky, he may not have to leave this world. He can go to many, many places with Bai Ye that he had not dared to go before, and accomplish many, many things that he had not dared to do before.
"You know my adoptive father, right?"
After a while, Su Yi finally spoke.
Bai Ye: "Ah, Uncle Wang, what's wrong?"
Su Yi: "When I was a sophomore in high school, he died in a car accident. Do you remember that?"
"Yes, of course."
Bai Ye was a little confused as to why this matter was brought up now.
When he heard the news of Uncle Wang's death, he immediately rushed to Su Yi's house, worried about Su Yi's mental state.
He didn't know how Su Yi felt about Uncle Wang's death. Would he feel sad for the love and care he had given him in the past?
After Uncle Wang passed away, he left a legacy to his adopted son Su Yi, and another to a congenital heart disease foundation.
There have been reports over the years saying that Uncle Wang is a rare kind-hearted entrepreneur who has adopted so many children with congenital heart disease, which is really a great thing!
However, some journalists criticized that the hypocritical entrepreneurs only gave money and would grab children with heart disease to show off whenever there was a charity event. They had never cared about the children's condition over the years!
Regardless of whether it was a show or not, at least from Bai Ye's observation, Su Yi's food, clothing and daily necessities were all very good. He had a special driver to pick him up and drop him off at school, and he went to the best hospital and the best specialist clinic in the city for medical treatment. He usually lived in a large villa and had a family doctor, a tutor, and a housekeeper to take care of his daily life and study.
...He treats him like his own little master.
This is quite strange. As an entrepreneur, it is understandable to provide a good economic foundation for the adopted children of patients taken in by charity. However, providing an economic foundation to this extent is a bit too much.
Bai Ye was not sure whether Su Yi was the only one who was treated like a little master, or whether other adopted teenagers with congenital heart disease were treated the same way.
It is not easy for patients with congenital heart disease to survive. Su Yi told him that starting from the age of twelve, a younger brother or sister would leave him every three to five years.
At the same time, Bai Ye rarely saw the entrepreneur Uncle Wang talking to Su Yi. He almost never showed any concern for her grades or her health. There was also no such thing as a parent having a heart-to-heart talk or educating their child, at least Bai Ye had never seen it.
On the rainy night when the car accident happened, Bai Ye rushed to the door of the villa. The police were there to control the situation. Outside, a crowd of media reporters gathered, vying to find out the details of the car accident that killed the well-known entrepreneur.
Bai Ye slipped in through the hidden back door with ease. His aunt opened the door for him. The moment he saw Su Yi, he clearly remembered that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Su Yi acted very calm.
No tears, no sorrow.
It seems... maybe I don't have much affection for this cold adoptive father.
“It was raining that day.”
Bai Ye heard Su Yi's small voice: "The police classified the whole thing as a traffic accident, but in fact, it is not like that..."
Bai Ye: “…What?!”
In the sunshine, Su Yi stared at the flickering light in the shade of the trees. He turned his head and whispered to Bai Ye the secret that had been hidden in his heart for a long time:
"It wasn't a traffic accident at all. He was killed."
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