Walking through the dull hospital corridor, looking at the intensive care unit getting closer and closer, and thinking about the angelic face that was about to appear, nurse Zhang Xin felt an indescribable discomfort in her heart.

She paused in front of the door for several seconds. With the continuous efforts of nurse Zhang Xin, a bright smile finally bloomed on her young face, like a blooming flower.

"Liu Yufeng, I'm here to see you. How are you today?"

Pushing open the door, Xiao Zhang looked at the young man lying on the hospital bed. Sure enough,

The young man showed himself a kind and innocent smile as always, just like the first time the two met.

"Sister, you are here."

As a patient who was given a death notice by leukemia, Liu Yufeng endured the severe pain in his joints and slowly sat up. The smile on his face did not change in any way due to the pain, because that is a necessary skill for orphans and is used in orphanages.

To please the adults who come to adopt children, every child has gone through this smile practice countless times.

He walked a few steps to the hospital bed and sat down. Liu Yufeng in front of Zhang Xin showed a calm charm in his quietness. His long fluffy hair was meticulously taken care of. He looked like Rukawa Kaede in "Slam Dunk". The two

His bright eyes are always a little dodgey and he won't look directly into other people's eyes easily. His nose is like a jade green onion, his teeth are thin, and his lips are thin. With his face like melon seeds and his quiet bookish temperament, he is like a kind angel.

What makes Zhang Xin sad is that this kind angel is sick with leukemia, commonly known as blood cancer.

In fact, leukemia is not incurable at this stage, but it requires a lot of money.

Liu Yufeng, who has never been adopted, is a poor boy who relies on social welfare even when he is hospitalized. A bag of dry noodles costing one yuan is the only snack he is willing to buy, and he has to eat it three times before he is willing to finish it.

The prices of those medicines and bone marrow transplant surgeries were astronomical figures in his world.

They were stars in the night sky that he could never touch.

"Sister, I dreamed yesterday that I was dead and was carried out, and then I saw you crying."

Liu Yufeng stared at the white quilt covering him and continued:

"It makes me so sad to see my sister cry."

After two sentences, Zhang Xin's heart felt as tender as a needle prick, her nose was sore, she covered her eyes and tried her best to keep smiling and said:

"No, no, there will always be miracles in this world. You can't give up. Promise sister..."

Slowly taking out his hands from the quilt, Liu Yufeng stared at the black poker box in his hands, looking at the Joker who seemed to be mocking fate and the world.

"I'm going to take part in a school performance the day after tomorrow. Can my sister also come to see it? This is the only performance I can put forward, and I want to perform it for you."

Holding Liu Yufeng's hand, Zhang Xin couldn't help but shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. After being with her for a long time, she had regarded Liu Yufeng as her younger brother. She even begged family members for this brother, hoping that their family members could help.

, but how could a family member from an average family agree to Zhang Xin’s request? The result is self-evident.

"Your body can no longer support you in any performance. How about you perform a magic trick with poker for your sister here?"

Shaking his head slightly, Liu Yufeng reached out and slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhang Xin's eyes. Although he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, he still showed his signature smile as he was used to.

Because, growing up in an orphanage, if you habitually show negative emotions,

It will be the same as being naughty or disobedient,

Considered a sin.

"Sister, help me, I want to stand on the stage and perform for you, and also bring an end to my insignificant life."

Reaching out and gently holding Zhang Xin's hand, Liu Yufeng's eyes were piercing, and he looked directly into Zhang Xin's tearful eyes with a firm gaze that he had never seen in his life.

"This is my last wish, given to you with my most confident performance."

Zhang Xin suddenly burst into tears and nodded repeatedly. She felt Liu Yufeng's heart, and it could even be said to be his last wish.

"Leave it to my sister. She will definitely go to your show."

Biting her red lips lightly, Zhang Xin wiped her tears and left without looking back.

For a moment, in the director's office of the hospital,

A sad young nurse suddenly knelt down in front of the silver-haired dean. The dean hurriedly stepped forward to help him and asked. After understanding the matter, he continued to enlighten the nurse. However, the nurse refused to get up until he received a positive reply from the dean.

.....

In the ward, after the infusion, Liu Yufeng fell asleep holding the poker box.

No one noticed that on the cover of the poker box, Joker smiled brightly and suddenly stretched out his tongue to lick his scarlet lips, as if full of anticipation for Liu Yufeng's performance or death.

.....

Two days later, the 2021 Donggao Campus Art Gala was held,

"The mysterious poker show is about to begin. This is a wonderful performance from Liu Yufeng, Class 1, Grade 3..."

As the host of the school's cultural evening gave an introduction, Liu Yufeng in the background slowly pushed the second injection into his body. The effect of the medicine was very fast, and his body responded immediately. This was the "strong medicine" that his sister had asked for for him.

, so that you can temporarily forget the pain and be full of strength.

As for the price, death? He was going to die anyway, but he didn't care anymore.

Instead of lying on the hospital bed waiting to die, he would rather use the remaining life to bloom, give it to his sister who has always taken care of him, and also give it to himself for the life he has worked so hard to pretend.

Slowly opening the white suitcase, putting on the black cloak and fastening the buttons, Liu Yufeng hid his entire body in the hood.

He stuffed the clown mask he made into his pocket, picked up the playing cards that had been with him for 12 years, and looked at the mocking smile that had been printed in his mind. Liu Yufeng also smiled.

Joker is laughing at the world,

Liu Yufeng was laughing at himself.

At the bottom of the box, there is a piece of yellowed letter paper with several layers of transparent tape on both sides. It reads in upright fonts:

"Someone left you in my orphanage in the storm, so I named you: Liu Yufeng, the child left in the storm."

"You have been obedient and sensible since you were a child. You are like a kind little angel."

"I hope you can make many good friends in the future, be adopted by a good family, and spend your life happily."

"That deck of playing cards is the only clue to your life experience. The material is very special. I have not been able to find the answer after many efforts. I don't want to destroy it without authorization for further analysis. I hope you can reveal its secrets in the future."

"Of course, I believe when you grow up you will understand that sometimes forgetting and letting go is also a kind of happiness."

----------Director of Nuanyang Orphanage, Zheng Yong

----------June 23, 2009

This is a letter that was given to Liu Yufeng along with the playing cards when he was four years old. It was written specifically for him by the elderly dean before his death.

Holding the color photo at the bottom of the letter paper in his hand, looking at the kind-faced old man and the happily laughing baby in his arms, Liu Yufeng slowly closed his eyes, and a tear fell from his fair face.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I embraced this world with good intentions, but what I got was scars all over my body under the rising sun. If there is an afterlife, I hope I can live according to my own will. In order to live like you expect,

I worked really hard..."

After closing the suitcase and watching the staff carry his performance props to the stage, Liu Yufeng took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and rubbed his fingers.

The strength is gradually returning, the severe pain in the body is gradually disappearing,

How long?

He finally felt like he was alive again,

"Next, we invite Liu Yufeng, our classmate from Class 1, Grade 3, to give you a wonderful performance. The name of his poker performance is "Sister, the flowers will bloom before they wither!"

In the host's final high-pitched introduction, Liu Yufeng, holding the mysterious poker box in his hand, hid his entire body in his cloak and slowly stepped onto the stage.

What even Liu Yufeng himself didn’t notice at this time was that,

under the cloak,
Chapter completed!