Zu Ling 'er was packing up her sister's belongings in her room." His younger sister's favorite time-travel novel, his younger sister's most precious Carpenter Tan comb, the candy that his younger sister would eat after drinking medicine, the little notebook that his younger sister scribbled on…These items, one by one, seemed to have lost their owners, and their colors seemed to have turned pale. Each and every one of them reminded him," His sister had already passed away, and he would never be able to smile innocently and call her " sister " again.
Her younger sister suffered from severe muscular wasting disease, accompanied by bulbar paralysis. From the age of five, she could not run and jump like most children. In severe cases, she could not even stand up. After the age of ten, she could only lie in bed. Without the help of others, sitting was a problem. The doctor asserted that his sister would not live past fifteen.
Zu Ling 'er was five years older than her younger sister. She had loved her younger sister since she was young, who had been ravaged by illness but was obedient and sensible. She loved her younger brother, who looked exactly like her younger sister. For the sake of her sister's illness, she even gave up her beloved literature and chose to major in Chinese medicine. Because in her mind, Chinese medicine, which had gathered thousands of years of pharmaceutical wisdom, had supernatural magical power and might be able to create amazing miracles.
Although the doctors believed that there was no need to treat her sister's illness, her family had never given up on a chance. They believed that as long as they did not give up, there was hope. For the sake of his sister's huge medical expenses, his father, who was over 50 years old, still kept bees outside all year round, using his ancestral beekeeping to make honey in exchange for a less generous reward. Her mother worked in a pastry company and the money she earned was only enough to support her family.
Her parents were busy all year round, so the burden of taking care of her sister fell on Zu Ling 'er. However, she never thought that it was hard.
When she was in primary school, she would read a story to her sister after she finished her homework, no matter how late it was. She would squeeze out some time on the weekends to teach her how to read. When she was in middle school, no matter how busy she was with her homework, she would always find some time to chat with her sister and discuss their common hobby-novels. When she was in college, she chose the Chinese Medical Academy in the same city so that she could take care of her sister. Even though they had to travel for more than three hours every morning and evening, they still insisted on going home. Because when she thought of her sister lying on the bed, staring at the sky outside the window, the loneliness and desire in her eyes, her heart ached as if it was being cut by a blunt knife.
She was a little girl. Since she was five or six years old, she had been taking medicine as if she was eating. She had been pricking her little hands and feet with IV drips, but she endured the pain. She looked at her with her beautiful tearful eyes and comforted her in a soft voice,"Sister, I'm not in pain…"
In the end, her sister's blood vessels could no longer bleed, and she could no longer be put on a drip. When the doctor stopped the medication, she still raised her pale little face and forced a smile."This is great. I even dreamed that I didn't need an IV drip. Now, this wish has finally come true.”
His sister had always been so sensible, so understanding, and so strong. The illness tortured her young body mercilessly. When it brought great pain, she always endured it and did not cry or make a fuss. In between the pain, she would tell some jokes from books to comfort her worried family.
She was like a blade of grass in the wind and rain. She was knocked down countless times by the wind and rain, but she stood up countless times. Over the years, the hospital had issued more than ten critical illness notices, and every time, she had stubbornly survived. In her words,"My family has sacrificed so much for my illness. If I die so easily, will I live up to the expectations of my loved ones?" Even if the pain is a hundred thousand times more, I will endure it. I still want to see my sister get married, my brother get married, see the birth of my little nephew, and hear them call me aunt and aunt sweetly…"
His sister was so stubborn and stubborn as she fought against the disease, even when the doctor no longer prescribed her medicine and gave up on her treatment. Even when her sister, who studied Chinese medicine, got her a prescription from somewhere and boiled it into a bitter medicine for her to drink; Even if she fainted from the pain time and time again, and woke up from the pain again and again; Even if…
She had made it through and broken the doctor's claim that she would not live past fifteen years old. She had gone through twenty-three years of ups and downs and created a miracle in the history of medicine.
It was all thanks to her sister.
When he was fourteen, the doctor stopped taking his medicine and told his family to prepare for his funeral. At that time, her sister Zu Ling 'er had just become a freshman at the Chinese Medical Academy. That year, her sister had been frantically looking for all kinds of folk prescriptions to treat her illness. Kneeling in front of the door of the retired professor of the Chinese Medical Academy, who was a neuromuscular specialist, she begged him to treat her sister. He flipped through medical books without sleep or rest, looking for a way to relieve his pain. Again and again, he tirelessly brewed medicine for his sister and fed her medicine. For the sake of her sister, she had memorized hundreds of Chinese medicine prescriptions in less than two years…
When she heard that massage could alleviate her sister's condition and reduce the speed of muscle wasting, she used her spare time to learn massage techniques and massaged her sister for an hour every night.
After graduation, in order to take care of her younger sister, her sister gave up her well-paid job and chose a third-rate Chinese medicine hospital nearby.
At the age of 28, she was still single. It was not that she was not good-looking. On the contrary, she had a slim figure of 1.7 meters, an oval face, and bright eyes. She was a great beauty. Logically speaking, such external conditions should be fought over by men. Why was there still no one interested in going straight to the 30 mark?
What made many outstanding men flinch was the condition she proposed: If he wanted to marry her, he could, but he had to live in her house so that it would be convenient for him to take care of his sister. In the eyes of men with high self-esteem, this condition was no different from marrying into the family. Even if they were willing, their parents would not allow their sons, who they had raised for more than 20 years, to work for others. Just like that, Zu Ling 'er became a happy leftover woman.
Although all of Zu Ling 'er's efforts were effective, she couldn't resist the onslaught of the Death God. After her sister celebrated her 23rd birthday, she finally fell asleep with a smile on her face.
Zu Ling 'er had cried herself to death countless times. She knew that her sister's death was a form of relief for her, but when she thought about how she would never be able to see her sister's smiling, thin face again, she felt that she had lost all hope. He could no longer see his sister's bright and hopeful eyes. He could no longer hear her sweetly calling out,[Sister, I like sister the most. I can't let the two sisters squeeze on the same bed, put their heads together, read their favorite time-travel novels, and discuss which GG in " Wheel Sea " is the most handsome…]
She remembered that once, they were lying on the computer together, reading a soul transmigration novel on Qidian Girls 'Network. Seeing that the female protagonist could do whatever she wanted in ancient times and lead a comfortable life, the younger sister sighed in satisfaction. Her face was filled with endless longing."Sister, do people really have souls? Was there really such a bizarre thing as traveling through time and space?”
Zu Ling 'er couldn't bear to break her sister's beautiful dream, so she nodded and said,"" There are countless cases of people going beyond nature in this world. Perhaps transmigration really does exist. Didn't they say that the passenger plane that disappeared in Beirut reappeared decades later, and the people on the plane were exactly the same as decades ago? It was very likely that this was the time difference caused by the intersection of time and space. Different space-time should exist, but we don't know about it.”
" Sister." The younger sister leaned on Zu Ling 'er's shoulder. The veins on her thin neck were protruding. The smile on her face was brighter than the warm sun after a long winter's snow." Do you think my soul will transmigrate after I die?" It's best if I can transmigrate to a woman's time and space. I can become the top scorer, become a high official, marry many, many beautiful men, and have many, many obedient babies…"
Twenty-three years old, the age of a flower. Twenty-three years old. He should be brimming with youth and unrestrained in the university campus. At twenty-three years old, she was supposed to lean on her boyfriend's arm and act coquettishly…However, her body was deformed and her muscles were atrophying, so she could only lie motionless in bed. She needed to be served when she ate, drank, and pooped. When he was in a good state, he could only lie on the wheelchair and let his sister push him out for a walk.
Fate was so unfair, but she had never complained. She only buried the yearning in her heart and placed her feelings in the illusory past and future…
Zu Ling 'er held back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes. She hugged her shoulder and stroked her long black hair. She choked and agreed,""Good! Let's transmigrate to the world of women, become top scorers, marry a lot of beautiful men, and have ten or twenty babies. They would form two soccer teams and practice on the grass when they had nothing to do. There would also be a few reserve players. You would be the referee. If anyone disobeyed, you would give them a red card as a warning.”
"Pfft-how can I have so many? I'm not a pig that specializes in giving birth.”His younger sister's smile was always so pure and innocent, as if she did not have the slightest bit of worry.
……
Scenes of the past flashed before his eyes like a slide show. The scenes of happiness, sadness, pain, and joy weren't just in front of her eyes, but engraved in her heart.
He caressed his sister's sketchbook in his hand, which recorded every moment of her happiness. The younger sister had lost her tooth. The older sister had helped her throw it under the bed, but the dog had found it and started gnawing on it. The younger sister's mouth was wide open. In the round dialog box, there was a funny line: " My tooth was gnawed by a dog, my tooth was gnawed by a dog!"”She could not help but laugh.
He was pushing his six-year-old sister in a wheelchair to sell fruits. When the red light came on, the wheelchair stopped. The sister asked curiously,"Sister, why aren't you leaving?" After getting the answer that the red light was on, they couldn't go. They had to turn green before they could go. The little man with pigtails pouted."Sister, can't we leave if you turn off the red light?”
On her tenth birthday, she received a lot of gifts that she liked. Her parents returned home and the family rarely got together to eat cake. Her sister looked at the big cake and sighed happily."How nice it would be if we celebrated our birthdays every day.”
As she flipped through the pages, she reached the last page. There were no interesting comics, only a simple sentence. It was this sentence that made Zu Ling 'er's tears, which had dried up with great difficulty, crawl back onto her face.
" If there's a next life, I'll be the older sister and you'll be the younger sister. Let me take care of you for the rest of your life…"
Zu Ling 'er held the paper with the words in her hand and cried until her eyes were hazy and she couldn't stop sobbing. Little sister, oh little sister, you are so lovely and so lovable. How can I not love you, pity you, and miss you? I'm already used to waking you up, combing your hair, and feeding you. She was already used to giving you a hug, a massage, and sharing every beautiful moment with you after work every day. If I lose you, how will I face every minute and every second without you?
Knock, knock, knock…There was a knock on the door outside the courtyard. He looked at his watch and realized that his parents and brother had returned.
Wiping the tears off her face, Zu Ling 'er didn't want them to worry about her in their grief. She pulled on her slippers and quickly ran out of her sister's room on the second floor. She quickly walked to the stairs.
Suddenly, the slippers under her feet tripped over each other, and Zu Ling 'er fell down the stairs headfirst. She was still holding the drawing paper that she had forgotten to put down.
The moment she fell into darkness, she seemed to see her sister's pure and innocent smile again. Sister, if there's a next life, I'll be the older sister and you'll be the younger sister. Let me take care of you…
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