【Extra】Theendingoflife

I witnessed the last part of Mr. Cheng Yuanfeng's life.

Cheng Yuanfeng is a local business upstart, and his future is unlimited and widely optimistic by the industry. As far as I know, he did not have any fatal medical history before, so why did he fall like a meteor within half a year? It has been widely speculated by the outside world.

And I am one of the few people who are lucky enough to learn the truth.

At that time, I was facing medical graduation and was recommended by my teacher to serve as the assistant of Dr. Gu Nian, a Chinese American doctor of medicine, and also observed and studied. Dr. Gu Nian was very insightful in internal medicine and made great achievements, but rarely returned to China. This medical exchange activity, the local Medical Association contacted him for a long time. Dr. Gu never paid attention to it, but suddenly sent a letter in May this year, scheduled to visit next month. After several rounds of screening, I was able to stand out and become Dr. Gu's assistant. This is a great honor for a fresh graduate.

I really benefited a lot from following Dr. Gu, not only technical and academic, but also from Dr. Gu’s rigorous medical care and considerate to patients. As his assistant, in addition to helping him with some trivial matters. Dr. Gu’s last day of staying in the local area did not have a perfect arrangement. I asked, but he did not explain. I thought Dr. Gu also knew what it means to combine work and rest, so I thought about how to let him fully understand the local scenery during that free day, so that he could linger and communicate several times a year. But unexpectedly, on that day, Dr. Gu took me to a private house.

Dr. Gu is not familiar with local traffic rules, so he has the full responsibility for driving. Wherever he goes, he is in a high-end apartment in the local area. I never knew that Dr. Gu had a local friend who followed him upstairs and knocked on the door until the other party came to open the door, and was always a little confused.

The one who came to open the door was a handsome man.

He introduced himself, his surname was Cheng, and Dr. Gu also handed over his business card. The two seemed not familiar. Later, I was not familiar with him until, Dr. Gu was just a friend of Mr. Cheng's friend. Strictly speaking, this was the first time they met. I was sent to the study to surf the Internet, and they were discussing in the living room. The room was so soundproof that I put my ears on the door, and I couldn't hear what they were saying. So I didn't go to inquire and turned on the computer.

I had some unrealistic thoughts in my mind. I lowered my head to fiddled with my phone, but I heard the computer slight sound, which was already started. I raised my head and saw two men smiling at each other on the wide screen. The one with my shoulders and ears on the left was Mr. Cheng who had just met, but at that time, he was full of energy and had healthy smiles on his cheeks, which looked more energetic than now. The man with a smirk on the right was unknown who it was, but although he was not as eye-catching as Mr. Cheng, his facial features looked very comfortable and smooth.

I thought this was probably a character like Mr. Cheng’s cousin, but later I found out that this was Qin Yun.

Mr. Cheng’s lover.

I have some dark and unhealthy quirks. Since I have seen such a secret, I can't help but continue to explore. While there is no one around me, I click the mouse to try to check the folder where the owner's privacy. Unfortunately, most of them have passwords, and there is only a folder with the "game". Click in, and there is only one left to fight zombies.

I double-clicked a little discouraged.

While playing, I heard a quarrel outside that raised my voice. The one who couldn't help but screamed was Dr. Gu, who was always introverted and silent. I opened the door and rushed out. Dr. Gu's face was flushed and he had already left.

He actually forgot me!

I chased after me for a few steps, turned my head, and saw Mr. Cheng lying on the sofa, which was a little tired, and my steps were shaking. During this hesitation, Dr. Gu had already walked into the elevator and threw me outside. I sighed, pressed the elevator button again, pretending to turn my head inadvertently, and looked at Mr. Cheng's gaze.

His door was not closed, and the living room was facing the door. Although it was far away, the despair and helplessness in his eyes were like a sharp blade inserted into my heart. I was very curious, how could the two of them talk in a harmonious manner, and suddenly they started arguing. After staring at him for too long, he smiled slightly and asked me: "Are you a doctor?"

I couldn't help but nod.

"If you can be Dr. Gu's assistant, you must have a very good medical skills." He straightened his body.

I still remember that the teacher once said that you should be modest after graduation, just smiled and said, "You have been awarded. I will graduate at the end of next month and will still be a rookie in the medical industry."

He said "Oh", lowered his head and thought for three seconds, and suggested to me: "Would you like to come in and sit? I forgot to give you a cup of tea just now."

I looked at the elevator. The elevator went up to the 12th floor, and only ten floors were needed to get to me. Besides, Dr. Gu had already gone down, and the car key was with me. If I didn't follow him, he could only stand and wait. But I still agreed to Mr. Cheng's proposal, and while talking, I asked for a long story, I closed the door.

Mr. Cheng smiled very beautifully. This is a temptation full of male charm. There must be many people who have always been fascinated by him. Even I can't stand it. He asked me warmly about my family situation, and was concerned about whether my studies were difficult and whether I felt at ease. I didn't like his way of speaking like checking household registration. He apologized and said goodbye, but he didn't say goodbye yet, but he heard:

"I wonder if you want to be my personal doctor."

Compared to the photos, Mr. Cheng is indeed a bit thin now, but apart from that, I can't see where he is feeling uncomfortable. Besides, I haven't even obtained a diploma, so how can I be a private doctor? I refused, but I also knew what Dr. Gu came from and said: "Dr. Gu is very patient with patients. Don't be anxious if you want to find him as a private doctor. I can advise you."

Mr. Cheng shook his head: "He won't agree. Because I don't want to live at all, I want to die."

Later I learned that before Qin Yun disappeared, he left a few words for Mr. Cheng, saying that living was a punishment for him, allowing him to enjoy the days and nights afterwards, and he was not allowed to commit suicide. Mr. Cheng did not dare to disobey, and he did not even try the method of hunger strike easily, for fear that when he returned to the west, his lover would have to make trouble with him. But he had been alone for more than a year, exhausted physically and mentally, and tried hundreds of ways of life that were harmful to his body, but it made him thinner and far from death. In desperation, he could only ask for help from the doctor.

Dr. Gu Nian has noble sentiment, so how could he agree to such unreasonable requests? After refusing sternly, he thought that the other party was challenging his personality and left angrily. I am not the case. Mr. Cheng gave a high monthly salary, and the faster he could achieve his goal, the more he earned, it was really the only way to get rich. I never care about the details, and even if I discuss it with Mr. Cheng, I just need to tell him what is right, and he naturally knows what is wrong. In this way, the patient himself does not cooperate, but morally cannot condemn me.

As for conscience, let him feed the dog.

Mr. Cheng acquired his mother's company. After the company was split and integrated, the company was booming. These actions behind his back could not be known. I was conscientious and told him to live and eat well every day, in person or on the phone. As a result, his dark circles became bigger and bigger, and his spirit became worse. In his thirties, his hair gradually grew brighter and brighter. He went to the hospital for a month to check up. In addition to his physical function declined, he was not seriously injured!

I stayed up late to study medical books, asked the professional teachers with ulterior motives, and even considered adding some seasonings to Mr. Cheng's diet to help him achieve his goal as soon as possible. I took the money and left.

This is the worst strategy, I took a deep breath and pushed a thick medical monograph aside.

I don't want to become a murderer.

Mr. Cheng seemed to be in a hurry. One day, he chatted with me and talked about his funeral. He smiled and told me that the cemetery had been bought, and he was waiting for the success to go inside. I was worried about this and subconsciously asked him where he bought it. He said the name of the cemetery and took out the photos for me to show it. A narrow and narrow tomb was taken to a corner next to me, but my heartbeat was blew twice.

"The next one is..." I was shocked.

"Xiao Yun's tomb," he said, "I only realized that he had passed away shortly after he was buried. It was the third month of his disappearance. I almost turned the whole city over, but I didn't expect that he had gone quietly and didn't even give me a chance to participate in the memorial service."

"Have he left any last words?" I asked.

Mr. Cheng put the photo on the table and stroked the two words Qin Yun on the photo and said slowly: "I heard that he walked peacefully. He lay on the recliner, as if he had a sleep, and went there like this. I guess he hated me at the end of his life, otherwise he would have thought of the trick of asking me to pay his bills for him, once a month, which made me feel in pain. At that time, I did absolutely nothing and didn't discuss anything with him or ask him. His illness was angered by me. Look, in the end, he didn't even have the money to buy a place to accommodate him. If I were willing to let go, he would be allowed to fly away with the money, maybe he could live well."

His entanglement with Qin Yun has told me several times, and it can also link the cause and experience of the whole story. When I heard him say this, I didn't feel sympathy. I just wanted to sigh and say what kind of cause and what the result was. The two of them were silent, and suddenly his cell phone rang.

After all, my efforts were not in vain. Mr. Cheng's vision and hearing were a little damaged, and the volume of his mobile phone needed to be adjusted to the maximum to hear clearly. I sat opposite him, and the words over there were also a word that came into my ears. The other party was probably the nanny of the Cheng family, begging Mr. Cheng to go back and take a look. The old lady missed him very much. Cheng Yuanfeng said perfunctorily for a few words, hung up the phone, looked up at me and said helplessly: "After all, she is my mother, I can't ignore her. But personally, I really don't want to see her. Moreover, every time I meet, she speaks bad words to Xiaoyun. I can only let her continue to live a rich life, but I can't do anything else."

This is someone else's family matter, and I can't argue with it. In the days that followed, I was interrupted by such calls many times. Mr. Cheng was always perfunctory, saying he was busy, but he didn't point out whether he was going or not. I initially thought that Mr. Cheng was in a conflict, after all, the company was on track, and saying that he was busy was not a time to get it out. Later, he gradually began to doubt whether he was maliciously providing hope for nothing, raising his mother's appetite, and punishing his mother with hopes and disappointment again and again.

Two months passed in a blink of an eye, and Mr. Cheng was still far from his death. He even claimed to have gained three pounds. I heard his description of himself that he should have been a very hot-tempered person before, but I had no result after two months of trouble, but he did not blame me.

About the death of his lover made him completely change.

Even one day, I found that he looked at him with his cell phone and smiled, and I didn't even know that I walked to the side. Afterwards, when he got up, I picked up the cell phone and glanced quickly, and found that it was just an ordinary message. The two of them argued with each other, and the content of this article was to strongly ask Mr. Cheng to cook and wash dishes.

The sender was Qin Yun.

I am a little introverted. I may only answer a few words when the other party said three sentences. The longer the time, Mr. Cheng probably realizes that I am a very good person to talk to. Although he is still physically strong, he is already like a dying person in spirit. He likes to recall the past more and more, and talks about the moments that make him feel happy over and over again. After eating tomato and egg noodles, he also called me, and while eating, he talked about Qin Yun’s bad habit of picking food.

On the way back, he smiled and said, "The last time I came here to eat noodles, when I got home, I kissed him in the elevator. He kicked me and almost ruined me. He threatened me not to touch him, and said there was a smell of toilet on me..." His fingers tightly, he grabbed the steering wheel tightly, his upper body trembled slightly, and his tail sound was choked, "You say, did he not want to tell me the truth from the beginning, and planned to make me regret the pain, or did I really hurt his heart, making him feel that there was no need to tell me?"

I didn't know how to answer, so I could only remain silent. Mr. Cheng drove downstairs and asked me to go up and take away the information. I successfully obtained my graduation certificate. Mr. Cheng took the lead and introduced me to work at his friend's pharmaceutical company. That information was all I needed to be familiar with before I started working. But as soon as we drove into the community, we saw a person suddenly rushing out of the roadside.

The man lay on the front cover of the car, his eyes were red, and he looked haggard and thin. Even so, he could see that he was a very delicate man. Cheng Yuanfeng frowned slightly and continued to start the car. He rushed forward and grabbed the hood even tighter. Cheng Yuanfeng was finally angry, stopped the car and lowered the window. The man immediately ran to the side of the car, and before he could speak, shed tears: "Yuanfeng..."

"Song Xiao, I've made it clear." Cheng Yuanfeng said coldly.

Only then did I realize that Song Xiao was in front of me. Sure enough, her good skin could stand up to others for ten years of struggle. He gazes at Cheng Yuanfeng's face and cried, "Do you say you'll break up if you break up? What about the year we were together? Doesn't nothing count?"

Cheng Yuanfeng looked at him and said word by word: "We have never dated, so it's not called breaking up." He looked at Song Xiao, "I have given you the money. If it's not enough, just talk about it."

"I don't want money!" Song Xiao shouted, "I don't want money! I'm not a MB, I'm not with you for money, Cheng Yuanfeng! I love you, do you understand if I love you!"

"I don't understand." Cheng Yuanfeng was still cold. "Song Xiao, I haven't investigated it carefully, but I know that I will not wake up after getting drunk, but I will not pull people into the bed. How are we in trouble? You know better than anyone else. Giving you money is because you have slept with me several times after all, if you don't know how to polite..."

"Cheng Yuanfeng!" Song Xiao's face was ferocious, not the beautiful person who had just been wearing the rain, "Don't pretend to be a love saint! Do you think that kicking me is like Qin Yun's death is wrong? Tell you that he will die, not because of my appearance, but because you acquiesced to my existence, and even used me to stimulate him! Cheng Yuanfeng, you are the culprit, why should you take your anger on me!"

Cheng Yuanfeng glanced at him, raised the car window, said nothing, drove the car into the parking lot. Song Xiao caught up with him, pulled his sleeves and refused to let him enter the elevator, begging: "Yuanfeng, no matter how good Qin Yun is, it is no longer there, and no matter how sad you are, it is useless. I am the only one left in this world, I am willing to accompany you for the rest of my life, don't drive me away, don't drive me away..."

"Song Xiao," Cheng Yuanfeng shook his hand away, "No matter whether Xiaoyun is there or not, the person next to me cannot be you."

Song Xiao stood there in a daze, watching us walk into the elevator, crying and asking loudly: "Why! Cheng Yuanfeng, why can't it be me! I love you too!"

Cheng Yuanfeng did not answer, the elevator was closed, but Song Xiao did not catch up.

I don't know whether he had been entangled with the process of Yuanfeng again. In the trivial matters he told me, there was no longer the word "Song Xiao". Many years later, I was admitted to the forensic doctor and entered the criminal investigation team. I met Song Xiao again in the interrogation room. He was one of the several addicts arrested by the drug control team. His exquisiteness and beauty at that time had been ruined. His whole body was just one layer of human skin than a bamboo pole. He sat there with his empty eyes, and he didn't answer no matter how he asked.

Of course he doesn't remember me, but he doesn't know, does he still remember Cheng Yuanfeng.

In the third month of my service for Cheng Yuanfeng, I was exhausted physically and mentally. I was thinking and finding a suitable opportunity to tell him that it was time to fire me. Because with my ability, there was no way to let him die. Perhaps no doctor in this world could accomplish what he asked for. Moreover, now I really want to persuade him that the dead are gone, and the living still needs to be strong, even if I have to taste regret and loss.

But I didn't have time to say it.

That day he invited me to visit Qin Yun's tomb. It is said that this was Qin Yun's lunar birthday, so Cheng Yuanfeng attached great importance to it and prepared various sacrifices. By then, we found that someone had already arrived, and the seasonal exquisite snacks of fruits were placed in front of the tomb. Cheng Yuanfeng's eyes darkened, and he moved those things aside and placed his own in the middle.

The tomb next to him had been erected, and only the words were engraved up. Cheng Yuanfeng talked to Qin Yun and asked him if he had been cold or angry. He also told him what he lacked to dream for himself. I squatted down and wanted to help him burn it, but he refused: "I'll do it myself, thank you."

I could only stop and look at the tombstone. The person who erected the monument was a man named Jiang Lei, who only stated that he was a friend, and there were no extra words. It was just that the text was arranged neatly. Cheng Yuanfeng could not add his name unless he wanted to call the tombstone ugly and embarrassing.

"Xiaoyun, this taste is very uncomfortable." Even if I don't want to hear it, Cheng Yuanfeng's words came to my ears clearly. "Why did I never know before? You are a vengeful person. Look at my current appearance, have you breathed?...I don't want to endure it anymore. It's been more than a year. I made you feel uncomfortable, and it's been more than a year. I'm going to make it even more than a year. I'm fine? I miss you, let me see you, okay? Don't even refuse to give me a dream... Do you know, I wish I could sleep for twenty-four hours a day, just waiting for you in my dreams and come to see me. I can't wait anymore, I know that you are busy and don't have time to see me. I'll go see you, okay?"

He said as he shed tears, knelt in front of the grave, burning paper money one by one, and burning letters he wrote to him. I felt uncomfortable when I saw it, so I walked to the side to smoke. After walking to the top of the mountain, Cheng Yuanfeng disappeared.

Only a pair of ashes and a jade Buddha were left in front of Qin Yun's tomb, which was placed straight on the tombstone.

I took a taxi home that night, and then called Cheng Yuanfeng, but it couldn't get through. When I visited his home, I always locked the door. Three days later, a lot of money was added to my account. I was puzzled and called the accountant. The accountant was vague and said that Mr. Cheng had fired me, and this was the pension I gave me.

When I got off work, I passed by a newsstand. The front page of the evening newspaper that day was a photo of Cheng Yuanfeng, which made him fat and sad.

I bought the newspaper, went home, and cooked a bowl of noodles for myself. Only then did I dare to take out the newspaper and read the whole report.

It turned out that Cheng Yuanfeng left without saying goodbye that day, and he encountered a car accident on the way back, and his car was destroyed and his people were killed.

Newspapers and media have speculated why this strange car accident occurred, and some people even dug up the secrets of revenge and love killing. For a moment, Cheng Yuanfeng's death became a good material for chatting on the streets and alleys.

They don't know that maybe only I can grasp the truth.

But how much do I know?

Did Qin Yun finally decide to forgive Cheng Yuanfeng and promise to give him a death to reunite with him, or did Cheng Yuanfeng finally see it openly and was unwilling to stay alone in the world to endure this pain, and then hit the opposite mountain wall?

No matter what, Cheng Yuanfeng finally got what he wanted.

And I will keep this secret for him forever.
Chapter completed!