Like Love But Not

14- Countdown

When I woke up once again, it was already night time.

Fang Xieyi and Xiao Lu were both beside me.

I was more clear-minded this time round. I asked, “What happened to me?”

Xiao Lu kindly stretched his hand over to arrange my hair before consoling me, saying, “You’re fine.”

I looked up at Fang Xieyi. Hewas leaning near the window, enjoying the night breeze with grace. He turned his head to look at me and said faintly, “You fainted just now.”

The wind might have been a little cold as he pulled up his collar before continuing, “Stop moving about so much thinking that you’re already completely safe from death.”

I blanked out for a moment before I recalled. Although my suicide attempt had failed, I was still terminally ill.

I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. It seems like god was still not done messing with me!

“The doctor says that it’s better to have the operation done as soon as possible…” Xiao Lu looked at me, his eyes shining like a pure and kind fawn[1].

Fine, let’s do it. We have already overcome the most arduous issue. Surely there will be no problem with the operation.

I remember that they have already found a suitable donor. Please don’t tell me that something went wrong with that and turn my current revival into my final moments in life.

Even if god wanted to mess with me, he wouldn’t do it this way. It’s too uncreative.

(Orange: Even if I wanted to mess with you, I wouldn’t do it this way either. It’s indeed too uncreative.)

“Then let’s get it done soon. I can do it. Are there any issues?” Isn’t it just replacing my bone marrow with someone else’s? Although it sounded a little disgusting, I’m still righteous and brave.

“Xiao Heng…” Xiao Lu was still looking at me pitifully like a fawn, not knowing how to continue.

“Xiao Heng.” Fang Xieyi said, “It’s not so simple. What if your body rejects it? Have you ever thought about it?”

Of course I hadn’t. Although leukemia was a terminal illness, I always thought that we can start celebrating after we found a suitable bone marrow donor. Didn’t Xia Mingxiu survive this way as well?

“Based on your condition, the success rate is only 50%.” Fang Xieyi was expressionless, but he unconsciously started looking for his cigarette. “If there’s a rejection, you’re finished. If you take good care of yourself, you might drag on for another three to five years…”

Ha. So there was still something like this.

So it wasn’t the time to celebrate yet.

I was secretly starting to feel guilty. I’m a kind and righteous person, I didn’t do that many harmful acts. Why is it that there are so many issues in my life? It’s making the people around me live their days in anxiety.

Three to five years…  I’m such a greedy person. Naturally, three to five years would not be enough to satisfy me. However, right before me lay two choices. A three to five years of remaining life, or a long remaining life that came with a possibility of immediate death due to the rejection of the bone marrow.

Both the choices are a tasteless gamble.

If I choose to live my remaining three to five years, Luo Yuchen will definitely treat me with lots of love and take good care of me. I will be waited upon and live very happily. However, this will definitely be very painful to the people around me