No matter that Li Ziting didn't know Xiaoguang at all, Ganlu sent the voice message to his mobile phone.
Her hands are shaking.
Li Ziting knows her better than anyone else. She is very afraid that something will happen to the people around her. She is very afraid that she cannot take care of others...
Like my brother, like Li Ziting, like Xiaoguang...
She spent all her energy trying to take care of him, but she couldn't take care of him well.
The phone suddenly rang. Ganlu's eyes widened in shock, and she swiped the phone screen with trembling fingers. A photo was sent from Li Ziting's phone...
It's a picture of a wind chime.
The shape of the wind chime is a string of sunny dolls.
The doll smiled happily, and every little sunny day doll smiled at her.
The sunshine outside the wind chime is bright and warm.
…
This was the first time Li Ziting responded to her text message after leaving the amusement park.
She thought she understood what he meant.
Xiao Guang will be fine, and Li Ziting will be fine too.
Ganlu held the phone tightly in her hand, held it religiously like a life-saving elixir, closed her eyes and prayed.
…
Xiaoguang's operation lasted for several hours. When the door of the operating room opened, Ganlu rushed over immediately.
Xiaoguang was already lying on it and asleep, with various medical tubes inserted into her body.
This is shocking to a 6-year-old boy.
Knowing that she was anxious, the nurse took off her mask and said, "Don't worry, the surgery was successful, but... the effect will have to wait until later."
Ganlu breathed a sigh of relief and walked with the nurse, "It would be great if autism could be cured through surgery."
"I hope there will be such a day." The nurse smiled bitterly, "For them, the accumulation of illness over time is often more painful than staying in the operating room."
They have long since developed a strong psychological quality by learning this profession, facing a group of people who have completely closed themselves off, and a group of people who may never get better in their lifetime...
Ganlu looked forward, where the medical staff was pushing Xiaoguang back to the ward, and said softly, "Xiaoguang told me two days ago that he was uncomfortable and unhappy..."
She told him a lot of jokes.
Xiaoguang didn't even smile. She was frustrated and even more distressed.
"What makes them happy is different from us. What we think is happy may not necessarily make them happy. Some autistic patients may even be unable to understand the reason why we smile throughout their lives," the nurse said.
"..."
Hearing this, Ganlu fell silent for a moment.
Because they don't live in the same world, her company makes Li Ziting depressed, and her jokes make Xiao Guang unable to smile...
But what should she do so that she can truly enter Li Ziting's current world?
"By the way, Xiaolu, why do you want to be a volunteer?" the nurse asked her doubtfully as she walked, "Few people are willing to come to a hospital like ours to help, because there is almost no laughter here, and there are only children who are closed to themselves.
"
"My boyfriend is autistic." Ganlu did not hide anything and said directly, "So I want to know how to synchronize with his perception, experience, happiness and unhappiness."
Li Ziting left because the two of them were no longer in the same world.
If she couldn't cure him, she would work hard and enter his world.
"..."
The nurse stopped immediately, looked at her in surprise, and then said, "Xiao Lu, I'm not trying to hit you. This is very difficult. Even the most professional doctors are only healers, not experiencers."