On Thursday, Han Jing still has seventeen days left.
The day after the recording ended, Han Jing returned to the hospital and continued hospitalization. In addition, the program team stated that Han Jing's follow-up treatment expenses will be borne by them.
After Han Jing returned to the hospital to rearrange his housing, he contacted Zhang Yichi, who rushed over immediately.
"Teacher Zhang." Han Jing's uncle saw Zhang Yichi coming and quickly welcomed him into the ward.
"Teacher Zhang?" Han Jing still doesn't know Zhang Yichi's new identity.
"Hello, I heard Han Jing say on his cell phone that the recording of the program went smoothly." Zhang Yichi walked in wearing simple and smart clothes with a smile.
Han Jing's uncle said proudly: "Yes, Han Jing performed very well. I was watching from the audience. Many people cried!"
"Really?" Zhang Yichi pretended to be surprised and expectant, "Then I will definitely stay in front of the TV to watch Han Jing's performance."
"Okay, okay, thank you very much for signing up for this program for Han Jing. It has fulfilled many of Han Jing's wishes." Han Jing's uncle said gratefully, "His aunt will take over work this afternoon. I'll treat you to a meal then.
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"No, no, no..." Zhang Yichi waved his hand quickly.
He and Han Jing's uncle had nothing specific to talk about, and if they talked too much, they might be exposed and their identity would be revealed.
"Uncle, Teacher Zhang came to talk to me. You can go out first." Han Jing said while lying on the hospital bed.
"Yes, yes, you are here to see Han Jing. Let's have a good chat. I'm going for a walk. The ward is still a little boring..." Han Jing's uncle left.
Zhang Yichi sat beside the hospital bed.
"How did you become Teacher Zhang?" Han Jing asked.
"The day I informed your uncle about the program team, I temporarily forged my identity." Zhang Yichi said, "I said he was your friend, but I don't look like a student and can be easily spotted, so I had to say he was your music teacher."
"Music teacher..." Han Jing said playfully, "Most parents don't know music teachers, and music teachers logically agree with me, so it's hard to arouse others' suspicion by using this identity... How clever."
Zhang Yichi laughed and changed the subject: "How was the recording this time? Let's talk about it."
"Everyone is very kind, tolerant and helpful to me... It's really an unforgettable experience. There are so many stars, so many friends who love music and have the same dream as me to be a singer..." Han Jing's eyes were very bright, "Only in
Everything I had dreamed about in my dreams came true one by one. It felt like I had made a deal and exchanged my life for short-term happiness."
"Are you still thinking of escaping now?"
"Haha!" Han Jing seemed to have heard a joke, "No, really speaking, death is not a big deal. Anyway, I have done everything I wanted to do, and I have also done all the things that I might not have been able to do in my life.
I did it. Now, I have nothing to regret, and I don’t need others to feel sorry for me.”
When Han Jing became so free and easy, Zhang Yichi had a different feeling in his heart: "Have you ever thought about what your future life would be like if... you didn't have ALS?"
"...I don't dare to think about it. I think the current situation is very good, very good. If I think about the future developing like this, I worry that I will not be satisfied with the present. I don't want to die. I am scared to death." Han Jing said with a forced smile.
Have your own opinion.
"It's not bad to go through it in your head." Zhang Yichi said.
"Go through it in your head?"
Zhang Yichi pondered and said: "Well, people's wishes are actually countless. You mentioned four, but these four are by no means all your wishes, right?"
Han Jing said nothing.
"You still have many little wishes, small things that you want to do. Maybe you are looking forward to going to school with the girl you like, maybe you are looking forward to setting up your own game studio..." Zhang Yichi sat next to Han Jing,
Crossing his hands, he talked openly, "Then let's do it in a dream. Your hands and feet are imprisoned by the disease, but you are still conscious, so you can dream. If you dream one every night, you can have sixteen more."
"Sixteen." Han Jing grinned, his face trembling slightly, and his eyes were red.
"Sometimes I can be quite cruel about my incompetence." Zhang Yichi's eyes were also a little bright. He glanced out the window and frowned, "I have experienced a lot of things, but I am just a passerby. I can't do anything. I have also
I thought about doing something, tried to struggle, and wanted every world to become what I thought was good. But... life is like this, I always don't get what I want."
This was the first time Han Jing saw Zhang Yichi with tears in his eyes.
"You are a pretty good kid, and I really hope you can live. Even if I can't see your future, I can definitely imagine it... But I don't have that ability, so I can only teach you how not to be afraid of death...
..." Zhang Yichi laughed at himself, "On the one hand, I tell you not to run away, be brave, and don't accept your fate easily. On the other hand... I accepted your fate first, and made a compromise first."
"There's no need to say that, you helped me a lot, really..." Han Jing didn't think Zhang Yichi was a bad person.
"Well." Zhang Yichi tried to escape from the sad mood, "I still want to say sorry to you, I... tried my best."
Han Jing closed his eyes and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I tried my best, I really tried my best..."
Zhang Yichi blinked, stood up and stretched: "Okay, don't cry and whine, don't forget that there is still a task that is not over yet."
"It's about school, right?" Han Jing wiped his eyes clean and said.
"Yeah." Zhang Yichi smiled, "I bought a suit and sunglasses. They look pretty cool. At first, didn't you think I was your bodyguard? Then I will be your bodyguard for once."
"Okay! It's so cool to have a bodyguard from another world. I might be the only person in the world who has seen another world." Han Jing thought he was cool too.
Zhang Yichi pursed his lips and looked at Han Jing.
"... Let's go through the withdrawal procedures tomorrow. The half-month leave that I originally asked for is coming soon." Han Jing suggested, "I'm afraid I won't be able to stand up if I wait any longer... I also want to walk and take a look.
The school takes a look at the teachers and students."
"Okay, I'll accompany you tomorrow." Zhang Yichi said.
"I can't get used to the hospital food, but your cooking is delicious." Han Jing wanted to eat the food cooked by Zhang Yichi but didn't say so clearly.
Zhang Yichi naturally understood what Han Jing meant: "Leave your dinner to me today and I'll bring it to you after it's done."