On the rooftop on the 18th floor, Fang Yuan stood under the eaves that could shelter the rain, facing away from me, a cigarette burned between his fingers. When the smoke spreads under the lamp, it merges with the water vapor, making this limited space full of real and falsehood that is difficult to distinguish. Only the sound of raindrops and the smell of tobacco are real!

He turned around and said with a calm smile: "I knew you would definitely come!"

"You can guess that I will come, I'm not surprised at all, because you've been calculating me." I said and stood beside him.

He shrugged slightly, finally raised his hand, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath of the cigarette in his hand, and after a while, he said, "Did you see these rains?"

I subconsciously looked up and saw the raindrops that seemed to be looking for a home, falling quickly to the earth, but were converging with the neon lights, sometimes expanding and sometimes shrinking. What I saw was still the unimaginable truth and falsehood. I finally replied: "I saw it."

Fang Yuan nodded and said with this strange smile: "Why does the rain fall? Sometimes it is regular, sometimes it just a dark cloud floats, which will bring about a shower that no one expected."

"It rains because there are too many oil stains in this world. The rain washes away the sins that people cannot wash away! So after the rain, there is often a feeling of rebirth..."

Fang Yuan looked at me, then leaned over and looked at the crowd who were rushing in the rain, and once again took a deep breath of cigarettes and said, "According to your words, we should not reject the existence of rain, because it washes away this greasy world."

"Greasiness cannot be washed away. No matter how fierce the rain is, it only gives people a kind of psychological comfort. When the sun rises again, new sins are growing, and birth, old age, sickness and death still torture people's nerves!"

"Yes, just like the group of people downstairs, we can't see them clearly, and we can't see their expressions. However, the bodies wrapped in raincoats have all endured separations in life and death. Of course, we can see them very lightly when standing on a high place, but for themselves, these experiences and endured pain in their bone marrow... So, I agree that this is a world full of stains, and from a moral perspective, I am also a stain in this world... But!"

I looked at him and waited for him to continue talking.

"If one day when this stain dies, I hope that the people I have loved and the brothers I have cared about can shed a tear for me, I will die more comfortable...!" After stopping, he said, "Zhaoyang, have you ever experienced it?......My parents evade debts, and they are the only one at home. They have no water and power outages, but they have to wash clothes and cook. There is no New Year's money, no one can speak, but the sound of firecrackers during the New Year is everywhere;...That day, I saw the lights of thousands of families illuminating the whole world so brightly, but I hide in the darkness that others cannot see, and this fucking world is so insecure!...What you can see in your eyes is false, because only the ghost knows what will happen in the next second, and only what you feel in your heart is real!"

I was silent for a long time before saying, "Do you come to me just to say these words and make me sympathize with your unhappy past?"

"I don't have this meaning, but it's more comfortable to say something than keep it in my heart."

I felt a little sympathy for him, but I replied expressionlessly: "But you found the wrong person you spoke...I'm not interested in listening to these."

"Okay, if you don't want to listen, then I won't say it... Actually, I'm looking for you this time to persuade you that it's best not to bypass Yan Zhuomei and get married, otherwise the consequences are not something you can imagine!"

My heart trembled instinctively, and I felt the deterrent force from Yan Zhuomei invisibly, so I was silent for a long time before asking: "What will happen?"

"...I don't know, but you can think about this woman carefully. What era did she come from and what life experiences she has... Taking Micai is her top priority now. If you have to go against her intentions, it is not ruled out that she will take some unconventional measures. I really don't think there is nothing she can't do, otherwise, why should a woman do such a big energy business in the capital market?"

My mood fluctuated so much that I raised my tone and replied, "You're fucking alarmist!"

Fang Yuan pressed the cigarette butt on his hand and said calmly: "You don't need to be so hostile to me. What is the benefit of me if you and Mi Cai really can't get married? I wish you could just stay in the city of Xuzhou and don't have any connection with us Fang Yuan... The reason I advise you is because I still regard you Zhaoyang as a brother!"

"Are you worthy of saying the word "brother"?"

"I am indeed not worthy. You can also doubt my intentions, but I have said everything I should say with a clear conscience. As for how to choose, you can do it yourself, no one can control you!" Fang Yuan said this and left easily, while the rain was still rinsing the oil-stained world, but I felt very safe, and I couldn't feel the danger brought by this oil-stained world, and even felt that all dangers were controllable, so I was completely unwilling to believe what Fang Yuan said.

On the rooftop on the 18th floor, I listened to the sound of rain in my ears and smoked a cigarette before choosing to leave.

.........

After going downstairs, Mi Cai was already sitting on the sofa in the hotel lobby waiting for me. After seeing me coming out of the elevator, she came over with the small handbag I bought for her recently. I looked at her very seriously, but she was still calm as usual. This made me completely unable to guess what Mi Lan said to her in her expression.

Mi Cai smiled slightly, took my arm and walked out of the hotel. I finally couldn't help but ask her, "What did Mi Lan talk to you just now?"

"Just say some blessings... I lamented the innocence we were when we were young, but now both of them are married!!"

“That’s all?”

Mi Cai asked back: "What if it is?"

"Uh... I just ask casually, you don't have to take it to heart."

Mi Cai nodded and said with a coquettish voice: "Zhaoyang, I just felt that I wasn't full!... Later, let's go to the supermarket to buy some quick-frozen dumplings. When you go back, you can give it to me!"

"No need to go to the supermarket, you can have it at home." As I said, I took out an umbrella from my handbag, opened it, and walked towards the parking lot with Micai on the wet road. I couldn't help but turn around and look at the hotel behind me that was about to host our wedding. I was imagining what kind of scene would be here on that day? Is every guest who walked through the red carpet sincerely blessed Micai and me?

.........

After returning home, Mi Cai did not ask about eating dumplings again. This made me feel that she was deliberately changing the topic just now, and Mi Lan must have said something to her, but she was not willing to tell me, but she had also found me alone with Fang Yuan. I could guess something vaguely, but because of her desire for the wedding, I did not choose to ask the question to the end, but silently cooperated with her unwillingness to inform her!

After washing up, we lay on the bed. She was still holding her exam materials and yawning while watching. I said to her, "You are in such a bad state now, don't look at it."

"I'm used to it after watching it for another twenty minutes."

After looking at the time, it was indeed early, I nodded and read it with a book of information related to the game industry. After a while, I was completely unconscious and then fell into a deep sleep...

I don't know how long it took, but I began to dream about the wedding we were about to hold. This dream was so real that I saw clearly what expressions everyone who came to attend the wedding was looking at us... Soon, we reached the stage of exchanging rings, but the situation suddenly changed. The originally clear sky was filled with wind. I was so confused by the dust that I couldn't open my eyes. I still tried my best to open my eyes, but I saw Mi Cai carrying a wedding dress in the gap.

The hem of her skirt, barefoot, ran farther and farther away... She actually became a running bride. I was almost collapsed. I was hoarse behind her, but my feet seemed to be cursed, and I couldn't walk forward... The ground began to collapse, my world was flooded with darkness, and I was more and more suffocated... Finally, I woke up in suffocation! Sweat had already oozed out from my forehead, and I realized: this was an absolute nightmare!

I tried not to make any noise, and then slowly calmed down my emotions in the sound of the rain that had never stopped... I finally calmed down, so Mi Cai's breathing became clear.

I was very sensitive to her breathing sound. I delicately noticed that her breathing was not so stable. At this time, she seemed not in sleep. I asked tentatively: "Have you not asleep yet?"

She really didn't sleep. I woke up a little surprised and said, "Well, why did you wake up?"

"I had a bad dream and was woken up!"

Mi Cai turned over and faced me, and asked me with concern: "What kind of dream is it?"

After she asked this, the dream flashed in my mind like a movie replay, making me feel so insecure. I subconsciously hugged her tightly and said, "I dreamed that at the wedding, you left me and ran away alone, but I couldn't move my legs to follow your footsteps... In the dream, I was already collapsed!"

"This is just a dream! You don't have to pay too much attention, not to mention that the dream presents the true opposite..."

Although this was just a simple comfort, I felt inexplicably at ease. Because I heard the natural expression of her emotions, she would never stage a scene in the dream in reality. I exhaled gently and asked her: "Where are you, why have you suffered from insomnia?...I have basically never seen you suffer from insomnia for so long!"

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The test result is malignant lymphoma, and I am waiting for a pathological report to determine the treatment plan. Thinking of what he experienced, the sorrow in my heart is unspeakable... I am going to take him to Shanghai for surgery. Are there any readers who are engaged in medical work in Shanghai? I hope to introduce a doctor with experience in this area.

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