Cough... "


    Coughing sounded. In the quiet ward, a black haired boy leaned against the head of the bed with a thick pile of books on the head of the bed.


    The boy looked haggard, gently closed his books and put them at the head of the bed. His eyes looked out of the window.


    The sun was shining outside the window, and the chilly spring wind blew through the treetops. Two sparrows flashed through the window and chirped on the treetops.


    The boy''s lips made a smile, and his bright eyes didn''t match his haggard face.


    Outside the ward, a couple sobbed and communicated with a white coat.


    "It''s very possible that this is his last spring. Of course, I just said maybe..." the voice in the white coat came from under the mask: "in fact, it''s a very incredible miracle that you can live to 20 years old with a body like young master Ling. He is a very strong boy. I think God will bless him."


    "What should we do now?" the crying woman wiped her tears and sucked her nose from time to time: "I don''t know how to tell him the news, doctor, is there really no other way?"


    "The speed of the lesion is too fast..." the doctor shook his head slowly: "I can only say that I was not born at the right time. If I had the current medical technology more than ten years ago, there would still be some hope, but now I really don''t have it. Young master Ling is really the strongest person I have ever seen. He has leukemia detected at the age of two. He has survived to the age of 20. I think even if he dies, he won''t lose his smile Color, I suggest you two take him to do something you want to do as much as possible and communicate more. "


    In the corridor, the woman''s cry continued, and the man beside the woman also had red eyes. He nodded to the white coat in front of him and took his wife into the room.


    In the room, the boy''s thin figure stood by the window, looking forward to the outside sky.


    "You can''t come down and have a good rest in bed!" the man looked at his son and couldn''t help but panic.


    The boy shook his head slightly. His face was flushed with excitement and seemed to be jumping.


    Outside, the spring breeze is ten miles, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom. It is the gorgeous season of colorful flowers.


    The boy gently opened his arms and looked at the world out of the window.


    "I feel like I''ve never been as healthy and powerful as I am now. I can feel my father..." a smile leaked from the boy''s face: "I don''t have much time..."


    The woman behind him immediately cried louder when she heard the speech. The man looked at his son in front of him bitterly: "sorry, son..."


    The boy shook his head and his face was more bloody: "I thank you very much for letting me walk in this world. Although I haven''t been out much, I think it''s still very beautiful?"


    "I read a book in which the wise man said that death is just the beginning of a greater adventure..." the boy smiled. "If this is a wonderful adventure, then I am happy to accept it. Life is short. Why not give it a try?"


    Then the boy was amused by his words: "I am willing to die in the spring breeze. Flowers and birds talk. I am not happy to live, and death may not be painful. I am glad to see such a beautiful world, and I am lucky to meet parents like you."


    The window of the ward was slightly opened, and a wisp of spring breeze blew. The boy''s eyes quickly dimmed and staggered into his mother''s arms. He still murmured.


    "Forgive me for saying I love you for the last time."


    In the warm and sunny day of spring, there was a painful cry in the ward. A couple lost the most precious wealth in life, and a free soul began a new adventure


    ……


    London, England.


    In London in the late 1980s, the color was bright, but people hurried to and fro, ignoring the bright buildings and colorful colors around them. Perhaps it was because of the gloomy color in the sky that people seemed not very happy.


    At the entrance of a lane somewhere in the bustling street, a handsome blonde boy sat in front of a small shoe polishing stall, humming songs and leisurely looking at the passing crowd.


    Different from the noisy London accent around, the words in the boy''s mouth are older, and the obscure language fluctuates rhythmically in the boy''s mouth.


    "Shoeshine, shoeshine, do you say it''s bright ~"


    The words in the boy''s mouth are called Chinese and come from the Far East on the other side of the world. However, in this place full of famous dishes such as looking up at the stars, the bright Oriental civilization does not seem to be so popular that no one around can understand the boy''s words, but the cheerful and inexplicable tone still attracted the attention of many people.


    There was a crisp clang, and the corners of the boy''s mouth turned up. It was the sound of pennies falling in the money box.


    A beautiful blonde sat gracefully on the small stool in front of the boy. The girl''s bright red lips gently spit out a stream of smoke and sprayed it on the boy''s handsome face. The boy narrowed his eyes.


    "Good morning, Miss Smith." the boy looked at the woman and smiled.


    "I''d rather you call my name Aisha... Little egg." Aisha chuckled and reached out to pinch the boy''s face.


    The boy smiled, his face pinched by Aisha changed shape, and his mouth was vague: "I also hope you can call me Edgar, not a little egg..."


    Aisha let go and looked at egger with some dissatisfaction: "of course, if you are willing to move out of the welfare home and live in my home, I will agree to your request."


    "Forget it, I won''t sell my body. You know, I''m not like that..." egger touched his face shyly.


    "Edgar Morris!" Asha took a deep breath and looked at Edgar angrily: "polish my shoes!"


    "You''re wearing high heels..." egger stalled.


    "Wipe that too!" Aisha waved reluctantly.


    "All right." egger tilted his head, picked up the towel on his shoulder and gently brushed the woman''s shoes: "thank you for your patronage ~"


    Aisha rolled her eyes, took out a note from her satchel and stuffed it into Edgar''s arms.


    "Five pounds... That''s too much. It''s all the money I earn in a day." egger waved his hand. "It''s a problem that can be solved by tens of pence..." that''s the price, isn''t it? " Aisha showed her indifference.


    They looked at each other and immediately laughed.


    Aisha seems to know how to deal with the kids in front of her. Edgar can always open some strange brain holes in some strange places.


    Egger was also very strange. The woman in front of him liked to pester herself long ago. God knows why.


    Eight years ago, when egger opened his eyes in the world, he saw the smelly face of the dean. Egger was very frightened. At that moment, he thought that the wrinkled old lady gave birth to herself. Then he reacted and found that things were worse than that