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Five days later, Ermao was discharged from the hospital. He continued to live there because he had no money, and because being hospitalized again would not help. According to Ermao's wishes, rather than die in the hospital, it would be better to die in a safe hotel, at least at home...

....

"Brother...I have a stomachache."

"Stomachache... What should I do if I have a stomachache? What should I do...Yes! Mengxi, please bring the hot water bottle over quickly. Don't make it too hot. Do you feel better? Does it still hurt?"

"

"It hurts...but it's much better. Brother, don't cry. Haven't we taken it lightly a long time ago? We don't have to suffer if we die. How big of a deal is it? Should I say some last words or something?"

......."

"Don't say such things to me. We don't like to hear it. Just tell me what you want to do and I will do it for you."

"I...I...I miss my dad and my mom..."

This child who had always been strong finally cried because he missed home. Before, he didn't want to drag down his family and chose to run away, but he really missed his parents all the time.

"Okay...what's your home phone number? I'll call your parents."

"Hello, the phone number you dialed is unavailable, please confirm before dialing, sorry..."

Lin Qin called many times in the corridor, but his cell phone kept reminding Lin Qin that this number was empty. His mind went blank. He only knew that Er Mao would probably not be able to fulfill his last wish.

When I returned to the room, I lied again.

"Your parents will come over soon, but they have to take a train and it will take several days."

"How many days...I guess I won't be able to bear it anymore."

"Don't say it's useless. Just wait, your parents will be here soon."

"Then I'll wait...Brother, do you think I'm being unfilial? I ran out on my own and have to wait for them to take me home..."

In Er Mao's last days, it was also painful for Lin Qin and Shen Mengxi. The two kept sending messages online, posting photos of E Mao in various patient groups, and even contacted the media, hoping to contact E Mao's parents.

But in the end...

On the night of October 23, he vomited blood again, his pants were wet with blood, and his consciousness began to become blurry.

"Brother, bring me my photo. Is it handsome...?"

"Handsome...much more handsome than your brother."

Lin Qin squatted on the ground, never daring to look at Er Mao's face, because he was afraid that his face full of tears would let Er Mao clearly know the fact that he was going to die.

"No...Brother, you are much more handsome than me. In fact, I don't want to call her Sister Xi. Although I have never been friends, I can see that you like Sister Xi, so I also want to call her sister-in-law."

of."

Shen Mengxi hid at the door, hiding herself behind the other residents. She was scared to death, but after hearing Er Mao's words, she quickly got up, wiped away her tears, and forced a smile.

"Call...sister-in-law, listen."

"Hey...sister-in-law, brother...I just helped you here, I'm sleepy...when will my parents come...

.Mom...I want to go home."

Wiping tears at the ends of his hands, he took out his cell phone and looked at the time. It was 10:23. Lin Qin gently picked up the photo of Ermao's death and asked Shen Mengxi to change Ermao into the clothes he bought.

After that, the funeral ceremony at the Ping An Hotel began again, but at Er Mao's age... no one could take him as a filial piety. According to what Old Man Wang said, Er Mao died in a foreign country and did not know the way home. , and no relatives came to pick him up, he was just a lonely ghost, and he would never have peace in the future.

It wasn't until noon the next day that a middle-aged couple hurried over and cried loudly in Ermao's room. Ermao's relatives saw the news on the Internet and contacted Ermao's parents. They rushed over, but in the end they didn't I could see him for the last time.

People will have many regrets in this life, but this is the most painful. Compared with life and death, everything else is just a passing cloud.

Lin Qin and Shen Mengxi were happy. To be precise, everyone was happy. At least Er Mao no longer had to be a lonely ghost. He was back home.

It's just that both of them felt that something was missing. There was no bald boy in front of the computer. There were only two people who didn't contribute to the box office by watching the gun version of the movie. The Landlord will always be missing.

Humans are social animals, so they need companionship. Especially when life is coming to an end, people need a companion even more.

So on the night when Er Mao was picked up by his parents, Shen Mengxi knocked on Lin Qin's door.

"It's so late, why don't you go to bed?"

"My stomach hurts and I can't sleep..."

"What should we do? Go to the hospital now?"

"Lin Qin..."

"Um?"

"I don't ask you to pay for my medical treatment, but if one day I really die and need someone to take care of me, if you don't leave and stay with me, can you do it?"

Lin Qin was stunned for a long time. She wore a wig tonight and looked even more charming in the dim light. So to be precise, he looked straight at her and finally nodded subconsciously.

"able......"

In a dilapidated hotel full of cancer patients, there was actually a sound of screaming for bed late at night. It was strange. Everyone knew it and did not get up to stop it. They just listened to the two people breathing and the creaking of the old bed board. With a creaking sound, he smiled knowingly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

.......

"Wash it for me."

"No, let's go."

After piercing the layer of window paper, the words between the two did not become greasy and disgusting, but became more ordinary. If it were not for seeing Shen Mengxi scrubbing a pair of men's underwear, everyone would probably think that the two were quarreling. Already.

She really didn’t look good without hair, so she wore a wig, tied her hair into a ponytail, and wore Lin Qin’s T-shirt and sports shorts. She was simple yet charmingly beautiful.

"Kill two sets?"

"You? I won't play chess with you."

Lin Qin didn't care whether the old king wanted it or not. He sat down and took out the chessboard and started to place the chess pieces. He also put the red chess pieces on the table. The old king took a look and walked away with his head sideways. ...

"Tch, you still can't say anything? I'll eat you up!"

"I have said that she is married and has a man. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about her. You will go to hell."

Lin Qin took out the cigarette case from the old man's shirt and lit one in his mouth. He held the cigarette carelessly, looked sideways at the old man, and burst into laughter.

"Hell? Where is it? It's right here... Look, the sky in hell is so blue and the flowers are so fragrant. Damn it, I forgot it's autumn. Look at how yellow the leaves are and how soft the wind is. Is it cool to blow on it? Hell? I'm in there."

"You...I'm not going to follow you any longer, so pack them up and put them in the house."

"Do you know what happened to her? She fell in love at the age of seventeen. She got married two years after graduating from college. Just a year and a half after getting married, she got a checkup and found out she had gastric cancer! What happened next? Do you know what her grandson did? He took advantage of her surgery.

When she was hospitalized, she ran away. The real estate deed was in the name of her grandson. Her mother-in-law's family had cut off contact with her. Her parents did not approve of her marrying her grandson, so she never told her parents that she was sick.

Girl, you're not bad, aren't you? She has no money for medical treatment, so she comes to you with a broken suitcase to stay in a dead man's hotel that costs ten yuan a night. Where are her men? Then the grandson should go to hell. What about pulling out tongues and what about hobs?

Try it Shandu, look at me again, I can be sucked up by the magnet when I spit. I said I take care of her. As long as I don’t die before her, I will really take care of her. My lord, do you think I am the same as her?

Husband...who is more like her man?"

"I can't tell you what, right? No matter how big or small...Dumbo."

A white and tender hand grabbed the half-burned cigarette hanging from Lin Qin's mouth, threw it to the ground, stepped on it, pinched his arm, and then held the wash basin and prepared to dry the clothes.

"Even if I am a wild man, I will still be an upright wild man, General! Goodbye, I won't play with you anymore. Whoever loses will take care of it. I'm going to help her dry her clothes."

Lin Qin walked over and picked up a piece of clothing, shook it out and hung it on the clothes rack. He smiled flatteringly at her, and received a blank look in return. Lin Qin bent down and picked up another piece of clothing, but as soon as he stood up, his mind went crazy.

.

The top of his mouth was a little wet. He reached out and touched it. When he lowered his head, he saw blood on his hand. Slowly, his eyes began to become bloodshot and turned red.

His legs lost all strength and he sat down on the ground. The water dripping from his clothes mixed with the mud and stained his pants. He tried to get up, but fell directly to the ground.

Reluctantly opening his eyes, Shen Mengxi was shouting something, but he couldn't hear it. He just felt the water droplets falling on his face, which had a completely different touch than the water droplets falling from his clothes. It was warm, and then became cold...

.......

He entered the accelerated phase and was diagnosed, which means that if the bone marrow is not replaced, he will die. Sitting on the bedside of the ward, he looked at the pathology and looked a little confused.

Until now, he feels that he can live. He has also asked the doctor before, and there are many people who have stabilized their condition in the chronic stage by taking imatinib, and there are many of them. He feels that he should be in the majority. Who would have thought that he would be like this?

Different.

Shen Mengxi massaged his legs. She had cried enough during this period and learned to be strong. Even if she had only been with this man for a day, since he had made a promise to her, on the contrary, she would also abide by his promise to him.

Promise to accompany him until the day he dies.

"Stop reading. If you feel sleepy, go to sleep."

"Sleep...can I sleep? As soon as I close my eyes, I dream that I am dead. You said where do people go after they die? Is there really the Palace of Hell? Or will I never have consciousness again?

, it’s like sleeping, not knowing anything anymore? During the time when I was unconscious, I saw Lao Zhao, Er Mao and the others, saying they were coming to pick me up, but I didn’t go and woke up after struggling.”

"Why are there so many? Aren't you still alive now? We'll talk about it when the time comes, and...I will stay with you even if you die. You also know that I have spread to the lymph nodes."

Lin Qin looked up at her. He didn't know why she was so calm. Death! That's death! As soon as you close your eyes and kick your legs, you will be gone! It will stink in two days!

"Aren't you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of? As long as you are with me, I will die. Anyway, you said you would accompany me, so I am not afraid of anything."

Taking away the pathology on Lin Qin's hand, she held Lin Qin's hand, massaged his mouth, smiled, and put it on her cheek. Her face was a little cold, but it gave Lin Qin a very warm illusion. No... maybe this is not an illusion.

But the more she behaves like this, the less Lin Qin wants to die, he really wants to live.

After that, my life was filled with endless pain and chemotherapy, accompanied by vomiting day and night, and fainting from time to time. I gradually began to like reporting and telling everyone in the patient group every day.

"I'm alive."

Then he searched randomly on the Internet, and a fellow patient said that there was a Taoist priest in Hebei who knew some folk remedies and special spells that could cure leukemia and various cancers.

He endured day and night torture, looking at the little money left in his card and the high cost of surgery. Shen Mengxi also began to receive chemotherapy. The process was equally painful. After a few days of inner struggle, the two discussed it. After a while, they resolutely set off for Hebei and began their life-saving journey.

When I arrived at the place, I saw the Taoist priest. He was indeed a good-looking man with a long white beard. He claimed to be the disciple of the Almighty God. He had many followers, but the two of them were also the most unusual.

After that, I followed a group of brothers to release animals, worshiped the gods every day, and after offering tens of thousands of incense money, they received the medicine given by the Almighty God. After the two of them took it, not to mention that they really felt a lot more relaxed. It hurts so much.

This made the two people even more obsessed with worshiping. In order to cure the disease, they completely lost their minds. Finally, in order to show great sincerity, the two people walked on the street and arrived at the gate of a university.

They unscrewed the mineral water bottle and drew a circle on the ground with water. The two of them meditated in the circle with many people watching, chanting random scriptures and shouting loudly from time to time: "Almighty God! I am you. The most loyal believer! I have pity on your child, please save your child!"

In the end, the two of them were taken back to the police station by the police while being photographed by countless people...

"Yang Suo, these two people... are both terminally ill. This is probably the reason why they believe in evil religions."

A young policeman quietly told the truth of the matter in the director's ear, which made Yang Suo's expression freeze. After a long while, he sighed and entered the interrogation room with his notebook in hand.

"What do you two want me to say? You two have made such a big fuss and now you two have become celebrities. Are you happy? How about Almighty God... How dare you believe in this evil religion! I'm still asking for medicine. The test results have come out. Do you want to take a look? Do you feel relaxed? It contains a lot of morphine! Who doesn't feel sick after taking it? Go to the hospital for treatment if you are sick! Both of you have studied in college and received medical education. In higher education, we are all working people. Don’t you understand that we believe in science? Are you really happy if we detain you for disturbing public order?”

Yang Suo slapped the table. In fact, he felt sympathy for the two people's experiences and was angry at them. Being terminally ill is not a reason to believe in a cult. Believing in this thing will not really restore people to health, but will only make them worse. He was pushed to death quickly, but no matter how loud he spoke, the two of them looked at him calmly until he closed his mouth and waited for their answers.

"Would we not know?"

Lin Qin's answer made Director Yang freeze, but the hand holding the thermos cup kept tightening and tightening.

Yes, do they really not know that this is fake? Who with any intelligence would believe this stuff? But they really can’t survive, and formal medical methods can no longer save them. What can they do? They just

Want to live! What can they do if they don’t find a way out on their own! Even if they know in their hearts that it is false, they still need a spiritual sustenance to deceive themselves and believe in Almighty God to survive!

Looking at these two young people who were as old as his own children, or even a little younger than his own children, he couldn't say a word of accusation, because if he said it, he would also stab his heart with a knife, which would be painful.

Blood life.

In the end, Director Yang just sighed, stood up and left the interrogation room. When he opened the door, he looked back at the two of them. That kind of indifference and despair never stopped beating his heart. He walked out and closed the door.

, Director Yang wiped away his tears and began to hold a meeting with other leaders in the institute on how to solve the problems caused by these two people.

In the end, because they were just ordinary believers, not organizers, and they were terminally ill, they were released and sent to a nearby hospital for treatment. Sitting in the police car, the two looked at each other, smiled softly, and touched each other.

Touch the other person's cheek.

"Are you still treating me?"

"It's gone, what about you?"

"If you don't treat it, then I won't treat it either."

That night, the two disappeared from the hospital and appeared at the door of the Ping An Hotel the next morning. Lao Wangtou was pouring dirty water out of a basin. When he saw the two returning, he turned around and entered the house with a bad face.

"what?"

"Stay in the hotel."

"Sorry, we are full and we can't accept you."

"We are both dead."

"Upstairs 217."

.......

"Does it look good? Is it too vulgar? Why not imitate Ermao and dress up in a fashionable way?"

Wearing a Chinese tunic suit and wearing her hat straight, Lin Qin walked up to Shen Jinghan and turned around to let her see if the clothes fit her. Shen Mengxi, also wearing a Chinese tunic suit, raised her head and glanced at Lin Qin.

"How old is Ermao? How old are you? It's normal for little boys to dress handsomely. After all, they don't have girlfriends. Being handsome makes it easier to find a girlfriend. You already have me, isn't that enough?"

"Tch...it's too much for me to have you, so let's take this one. How much does it cost, boss?"

To be honest, the boss has never met anyone in his life who comes to the shroud shop to buy shrouds as if it were just a shopping mall. He even took himself to try on some of the shrouds. Moreover, as soon as he came, both of them were so frightened that their faces turned green. He took the initiative to give him clothes that were never on sale.

Got a discount.

Carrying the shroud, the two went to the nearby countryside. They had no money to buy a serious cemetery. They heard about a family selling cemetery and came to take a look.

Good guy, it's called a cemetery, but it's actually a large area circled in someone's cornfield. It's not as unique as a cemetery, but it's really big. It can be used as an ancestral grave, let alone two people.

And the price is not expensive. It can be used continuously for 12,000 yuan, and there is no management fee. How long the two of them can stay here just depends on when the land will be relocated.

The two discussed it and studied Feng Shui, which they didn't understand at all. Finally, they paid the money and decided to settle here. But they didn't know that after the two were buried, the elder brother who sold the cemetery saw them on the tombstone.

, what expression will it be.

Returning to the hotel, I handed Old Man Wang his fare, food and drinks, and no need for marriage. There was no one younger than the two of them in the hotel now. Anyway, the remaining four thousand yuan from the two of them was all given to the old man. Headache, and the medication was officially stopped.

After washing, she lay on the bed. Shen Mengxi lay in Lin Qin's arms, looking at the old photos taken at the Ping An Hotel on her phone. Most of the people on them were no longer there. Some died in the hotel, and some were picked up by their families. Treatment was given up, but the number of patients was endless, and the place was quickly filled with people.

The two talked about the past, but they didn't think about the future, because there was no future at all. This guy Ermao was really not photogenic, and he was ugly even if he didn't take pictures with photos. They laughed for a long time.

"Lin Qin, I have a stomachache...a severe pain."

"I feel uncomfortable too. Bear with it. I'll rub your belly to warm it up. Does it still hurt?"

"You think your hand can cure all diseases, but of course it hurts. After all, you have never told me that I love you, so do you love me?"

"I love you."

"Tch...then tell me, how do you love me?"

Lin Qin rubbed her belly, looked out the window and thought for a while.

"That's it...it's not because I miss you in the morning, and it's not because I'm lonely that I miss you at night."

"Then...I love you too, hehe."

With her head buried in Lin Qin's arms, she smiled happily and a little naughtily. This is a bullshit love story between a wild man and a married woman. It may be despicable, but...

Never mind him.

When he woke up and touched the person next to him, his body was already cold. Lin Qin knew that she was dead, but he finally fulfilled his promise and stayed with her until the end.

He stood up calmly, took out the shroud from the cabinet and put it on her, and put on a wig for her. Her body was already overloaded, and she was panting from exhaustion. He covered her with a quilt and put a piece of paper on her face. , then he gritted his teeth and got up and went downstairs.

"Your Majesty, Mengxi is gone."

Although the words were calm, Lao Wang turned his head and saw that his face was reflected by the sun's rays with a golden luster. He was sad after all.

.......

She was cremated but not buried yet. Lin Qin wanted her to wait for him and then they would be buried together. As he said, being handsome is a lifelong thing, so he also learned from Er Mao and took a picture of himself. Handsome posthumous photo.

Now he uses up all the strength in his body with every step he takes, causing him to walk like a zombie. After taking the photos back, Old Man Wang was sleeping in the room. He slowly went upstairs, and an old lady with lung cancer wore a mask and looked at it. He glanced at it and closed the door.

The new guest with pneumoconiosis was lying on the bed with the door open and watching TV. The woman who had leukemia like him, but acute lymphoblastic leukemia, was crying in the room. She was the last guest to move in. The room was not soundproofed. Okay, he walked over and knocked on the door, and then there was no sound in the room. The man opposite the door who had liver cancer nodded to him, and then closed the door. He was the oldest resident of Ping An Hotel, and everyone knew that he would die soon.

He took down the stopped clock and hung up his photo. He looked even more handsome than the real person. He was very satisfied, locked the door, went to wash up, and turned off the light to sleep.

It wasn't until the next day that the old lady with lung cancer informed Old Wang that Lin Qin was going to die. Old Wang threw the cigarette butts on the ground and stamped them out. He slowly went upstairs with the incense burner and brazier, pushed open the door of 217, and carried the He placed the incense burner on the stool and took out the incense and dark wax from the bag, while Lin Qin watched all this eagerly.

"My lord, you said you named this hotel...Ping An Hotel. No one who lives here is safe. They are all fucking dead."

"You have such a bad mouth when you are about to die? Let's take a break, lest you go down and have your tongue pulled out. The name of my store is a metaphor, not that whoever lives there will be safe. To put it bluntly, there are so many people who are sick, why don't you poor guys still die? oh."

"As if you are not poor, and who can survive? I haven't heard that... anyone who is rich can live two hundred years."

"Say a few words less, are you tired?"

"I'm tired...I'm going to die. The dead are the most important, so I don't respect the old and care for the young. I have to say dirty words to you. I'm too lazy to...have sex with you."

A group of people kept watch from day to night. Lin Qin confirmed that death was indeed a premonition. He saw many people, many patients, calling him to come over. He didn't go last time, but this time, he decided to go because There is not only Ermao inside, but also Shen Mengxi...

"Nine-eighteen is a good time to die. If you die at eight, you will be reincarnated. Let's hit the road!"

"Lin Qin! The surname of Dao Ren in Qinhuang, Hebei Province! passed away on January 22, 2017! He was 28 years old! Before his death, he and his beloved wife paid me 500 yuan for the fare! Mingzhi wine and food Three hundred yuan! I’m going to send 1,500 yuan to relatives and friends! 1,500 yuan for the digging workers, a total of 4,800 yuan! It will be spent on Lin Qin and his wife! Don’t dare to hide it privately! The deceased returns home, and there are wild ghosts on the roadside. Don't interfere! Otherwise, you will lose your virtue and harm your family. It has nothing to do with me, Wang Shucai! Farewell to relatives and friends! Send Lin Qin off!"

.......

"Hahaha......"

It was early summer, and a young man walked into the alley near the 102 Hospital with his suitcase. He was a little thin, wearing a mask, and standing in a small hotel in the alley panting. He lowered his head and glanced at the simple paper I carried my business card and carried my suitcase into the hotel.

The place is very shabby and exudes a faint musty smell. When you open the door, there is a board on the wall that says patients with infectious diseases will not be admitted. An old man is sitting on a chair in the reception room, listening to a ditty. The hanging bell rang, and he turned to look at Lin Qin.

"For what?"

"Stay in the hotel."

"What disease?"

"Liver cancer."

"Give me a look at the case and fill in the identity registration yourself. I'll give you the book. How long will you stay? Pay monthly, three hundred a month."

"Stay here for a month, fill it out and give me the medical records."

The young man put the pen in the book and threw it on the desk in the reception room. The old man took off his reading glasses and returned the young man's medical record to him. He took the three hundred yuan and raised it in the sun to look at it to confirm that it was genuine. After giving the money, he threw a bunch of keys marked 217 to the young man...

The movie ends.

"..."