The white rose I picked up cried and said she liked me.

When the song ended, the boy's eyes were already filled with tears.

This song never mentions the afterlife, yet every line expresses longing for it.

He doesn't want an afterlife; he just wants to spend this life with the girl he loves most.

She sings so beautifully, I can never get enough of listening to her.

If we had sent her to an arts school back then, she might be a household name now.

I wish I could listen to her sing for the rest of my life.

Just then, the girl's breathing became rapid, her pupils became increasingly dilated, and gradually dimmed, losing their light.

"Cough cough cough..."

When she came to her senses, a trickle of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Little Stream!!!"

.......

Outside the operating room, Xu Nian squatted in the corner, hugging her arms tightly.

Despite the hospital's air conditioning blowing warm air continuously, he was still shivering from the cold, and cold sweat kept seeping from his back.

His sleeves were stained with large patches of blood.

Under the cold white light of the incandescent bulb, it appeared as a dark red.

After a long while, the operating room lights went out, and Huang Jianjun took off his mask and walked out with a solemn expression.

"At most half a month."

His words struck the boy like a thunderbolt, causing his heart to stop for a moment.

"How could this be... how could this happen? It's only been ten days!"

"Lying in the hospital bed and cooperating with the treatment, there is hope of surviving for a month and a half."

Huang Jianjun rubbed his temples and said in a deep voice.

"I agreed to let you leave the hospital that day because I thought you would come back after having a meal of dumplings."

"I never expected that you would be gone for ten days, and I still couldn't get in touch with you."

Xu Nianru was struck by lightning, only then remembering that she had turned off her phone for ten days to avoid debt collectors and had not turned it on at all.

These seemingly carefree days were actually draining Xu Xi's life force every single day.

"Please... Director Huang, you must save her, I beg you!"

Xu Nian knelt down in front of Huang Jianjun, tears streaming down her face.

Although he knew Xu Xi would leave him soon, he didn't expect it to be so soon.

He was completely unprepared.

Huang Jianjun sighed and gently shook his head.

"Go to the hospital. Don't leave the hospital for the rest of your days. I'll do my best."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xu Xi was wheeled out of the operating room by a nurse.

She was wearing a breathing mask, and her face looked even more haggard and bloodless, like a walking corpse.

Seeing this, Xu Nian felt as if her heart was being torn apart.

He pulled at his hair in regret, blaming himself for taking Xu Xi on trips around.

Perhaps in that case, Xu Xi could really survive for a month and a half.

"Brother...brother..."

The anesthetic in Xu Xi's body was still numbing her nerves.

She was too weak to lift her arm and could only whisper, calling out to her beloved boy.

"Little Stream...I'm here! I'm here!"

Xu Nian squatted down in front of the hospital bed and held her cold little hand tightly.

"Don't...don't blame yourself..."

"I've been very happy these days..."

The girl forced a smile and comforted the boy in front of her.

......

For the next few days, Xu Xi followed the doctor's orders and stayed in the ward all day to cooperate with the treatment.

Her condition worsened, and she spent at least 16 hours a day in a coma, only remaining awake for eight hours.

While she was still lucid, she began to say goodbye to her friends one by one.

"Yaoyao, I'm so happy to have met you. Besides my brother, you are one of the most important people in my heart."

"You taught me a lot, guided me out of my autism, and helped me learn to understand and integrate into society. You are a very kind person."

"Yeah, sometimes I'm too oblivious. Girls should be gentler and more attentive."

"When you and Xu Bowen get married, remember to send me a bag of wedding candy."

...

"Linlin, although we have some bad memories, I know that you are not a bad person at heart. You just use a fierce exterior to cover up the loneliness in your heart."

"I'm so happy to see you overcome your inner struggles, start a new life, and find your own happiness."

"Of course! You used to look so cool. If I ever have the chance, I'd love to dress like you once."

"It's just that getting lip and tongue piercings is too painful, I might not be able to bear it, hahaha."

...

"Qi Yu, thank you for taking care of me and my brother all these years."

"My brother is tongue-tied and can't express his gratitude, but he has always considered you his best brother."

"After I leave, please take good care of my brother. He will be very sad for a long time. If possible, please take him out for a walk and have some fun."

"Once he's gotten over this emotional phase, could you help me enroll him in a school so he can improve himself?"

"He's a good person in every way, except he always thinks he's terrible."

"If he had the same level of knowledge as us, he wouldn't lack confidence in himself."

"Also, I wish you and Linlin a long and happy life together, growing old together in happiness."

......

For some friends whom he had only met a few times, or who were too busy with their careers to visit him in the hospital, Xu Xi said goodbye by writing letters.

People she knows, such as Gu Shuchang, Li Na, Hu Yu, and Zhang Xinyu, will receive her farewell letter.

She set the delivery time for a month later.

Thanks to the postal service's scheduled mail service, she can write a letter, drop it in the mailbox, and wait for it to be delivered on the designated date.

She was probably already dead by then.

"Xiaoxi, it's getting late, you should get some rest."

Inside the ward, Xu Nian finished combing the hair of the yawning girl and reminded her with heartache.

"Ugh... I'll sleep later."

The girl took out knitting needles and yarn from the quilt and began knitting stitch by stitch under the dim light.

"What are you knitting?"

"Scarf, brother, come closer so I can compare."

Xu Xi coughed lightly a few times, weakly raised her hand, and placed the barely formed scarf around the boy's neck, briefly comparing its size.

She wanted to knit a scarf for her beloved boy before she left.

After all, she will leave this world before winter turns to spring.

It was still very cold and windy back then.

A fluffy scarf can keep my brother warm from the cold wind.

This was probably the last thing she could do for her brother.

She planned out the days carefully, completing a portion each day, determined to finish knitting the scarf before her condition became critical.

Xu Nian was stunned for a moment, and before her mind could process what was happening, tears welled up in her eyes.

He secretly wiped away his tears, trying not to let the girl behind him notice his embarrassment.

It was Xu Xi who was about to leave this world.

Yet he was the one who shed the most tears.

Time, why are you so cruel?

"Brother, could you please take these letters to the mailbox downstairs for me?"

Xu Xi knew that her brother's eyes were full of tears.

It's just that I can't vent in front of her.

So she pointed to a stack of letters beside her, hoping to distract the fragile boy and let him find a quiet place to calm himself down.

"it is good."

Xu Nian turned her back to her, took the letter, and left the ward.

"Bang!"

While waiting for the elevator, a nurse on the night shift bumped into Xu Nian, who was distracted, while pushing a trolley.

Xu Nian lost her balance and fell, scattering the letters all over the floor.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

The nurse quickly apologized, knelt down, and helped him pick up the envelopes on the floor.

Xu Nian didn't say anything, but quickly bent down and helped the nurse tidy up.

Suddenly, his movements froze.

Among the scattered letters, his name was clearly visible in the recipient's field for more than half of them.