From humble beginnings to the pinnacle of life

My heart skipped a beat, and a wave of bitterness instantly washed over my entire body.

I never imagined that a child facing imminent death would not be thinking about his own regrets, but about how to ensure his parents' survival.

He continued, his voice slightly choked with emotion:

"So I secretly prepared a small box. Inside are the letters I wrote, as well as all the certificates and medals I've won since I was a child. They are the most precious things in my life."

"I will tell my parents that after I leave, they can come find you and give you the letter I wrote to you, but you must not let them contact you easily."

I was a little confused and asked, "Why is that?"

He said with a wry smile, "I know my parents too well. If these things stay with them, they will spend their whole lives clinging to my memories, immersed in the pain of losing me, unable to move on, living in longing and sorrow every day."

"If I tell them to come find you, they will always have something on their minds and will keep thinking about you. They will come looking for you, and even if they can't get in touch with you for a long time, they will continue to try to live their lives."

"With time, they'll gradually get used to life without me. Once they've healed their wounds, let go of their obsessions, and returned to normal life, then you can let them find you, okay?"

After hearing these words, I trembled all over, and my heart was filled with a turbulent storm.

The eighteen-year-old boy, having seen through life and death, used his last bit of tenderness and clumsiness to pave the way for his parents' remaining years.

He would rather let his parents worry for a short time than let them be trapped in the pain of losing their son for the rest of their lives.

This kind of thinking is so touching.

My Adam's apple bobbed, my nose stung terribly, and my eyes involuntarily reddened.

Having lived in society for so many years, I have seen countless people who are driven by self-interest and seek to avoid harm.

Yet, in an eighteen-year-old terminally ill boy, we saw the purest and greatest kindness.

"I...I promise you."

I suppressed the surging emotions in my heart and nodded solemnly.

"Thank you, Brother Ye."

The boy smiled instantly, a clean and relieved smile, as if he had become much more relaxed.

"You must keep this a secret for me. Don't let my parents know what I'm thinking. Consider it my last little trick. I want them to live well and live happily."

"I'll keep it a secret." I nodded solemnly.

For the rest of the time, I stopped talking about illness, life and death, and regrets. Instead, I talked to him about the wilderness, adventures, interesting things in the no-man's-land, and the mountains and stars I encountered along the way.

I told him about the desolate snowstorms we encountered while crossing the no-man's-land, the silence of the wilderness under the starry night sky, the awe-inspiring encounter with migrating Tibetan antelopes, the dazzling sunrise over the snow-capped mountains, and those free and passionate distant places.

He listened intently, his eyes filled with longing, and a clean smile remained on his lips.

As noon approached, the boy gradually lost his strength, his face grew paler, and his breathing became rapid.

I quickly helped him lie down to rest and said softly, "I should go back now. My girlfriend is still recovering in the hospital. You should rest well, and I'll come to see you often when I have time."

"it is good."

The boy nodded obediently, then looked at me earnestly and said, "Brother Ye, I wish you and your wife all the best, and I also wish your journey will always be free and unrestrained."

I patted his head and whispered goodbye.

Perhaps, this is the last time I will see him.

The moment I turned and walked out of the ward, the suppressed emotions finally surged up.

As I walked out of the cancer hospital, the glaring sunlight fell on me, yet I still felt a chill and a pang of sadness in my heart.

The cruelest thing in the world is that a young person has great ambitions but no future.

I stood by the roadside for a long time to calm myself down before driving back to the hospital where Su Qing was.

As soon as I pushed open the hospital room door, Su Qing immediately looked up at me and asked, "You're back? How are you? Is your brother alright?"

I sat down by the bed and told her the boy's story, his final entrustment, word by word.

Su Qing's eyes grew redder and redder as she listened, and the tip of her nose also turned slightly red. She remained silent for a long time before letting out a soft sigh.

"She's so sensible, so sensible it breaks my heart."

"He was only eighteen years old and should have been treated gently by the whole world, but he endured suffering that no one else could bear, and he was still thinking of others."

I nodded and whispered, "That's why I must help him fulfill this wish. It's his last concern, and the only thing I can do for him."

……

Over the next few days, I calmed down completely, and my days were peaceful yet fulfilling, managing everything in an orderly manner.

During the day, I stayed with Su Qing all day, taking good care of her diet and daily life, reminding her to take her medicine and change her dressings on time, chatting with her to relax and relieve her post-operative depression.

Su Qing's recovery is progressing very well. She has a good mindset, rests optimistically every day, and her wounds are healing smoothly. Her energy and spirit are also visibly returning.

In my spare time, I did not stop the company's preparation work.

During my free time while accompanying my caregiver, I completed a series of preliminary tasks online, including company name verification, registration material preparation, and submission of legal representative information.

After repeated screening and comparison, we settled on an office space with a very high cost-performance ratio, which is suitable for the initial team to start up.

At the same time, I developed a preliminary team recruitment plan based on the account's development direction.

Short video editing, operations, business coordination, and videography – every role is adapted to the needs of content development.

Su Qing and I would discuss the company's plans together every night before bed, gradually refining the operational framework, content positioning, and development direction.

Although Su Qing was in the hospital room, she participated in all the planning and remained clear-headed.

Many of their business ideas are more detailed and comprehensive than mine, and they always manage to avoid loopholes that I might overlook.

In our spare time, we would occasionally bring up the approval process for the Terra Line.

Su Qing remained full of anticipation, occasionally watching walkthrough videos for the Terra route and imagining the scene of traversing the wilderness after her recovery.

I always gently agreed, but deep down I always felt a heavy weight on my heart.

I still didn't tell her the truth about the six-month recovery period, nor did I tell her that the approval had already been granted.

I couldn't bear to shatter her expectations, and I didn't want her, who had just undergone surgery, to suffer the disappointment of having her hopes dashed.

I had already prepared for the worst. Even if I missed out on this wave of popularity and had to give up the hard-won approval, I would have no regrets.

Popularity can return, and opportunities can come again.

But Su Qing's health and happiness are irreplaceable.

In my spare time, I often look through the boy's private messages, chat with him briefly, and share some everyday scenery with him, trying to bring more light and excitement to his life.

His condition fluctuated; when he was in a good mood, he would chat with me and share his daily life in the ward.

When I'm in a bad state, I tend to stay silent for a long time, but as long as I recover, I always express my gratitude gently.

In just a few days, this gentle yet resilient young man completely won me over.

He made me realize that everything I have is hard-won good fortune.

I have a healthy body, the right to freely travel to mountains and seas, a lover who will never leave me, a thriving career, and a future full of promise.

The opportunities I occasionally struggle with, the trivial matters I encounter, all seem insignificant in the face of life and death.

It was also him who helped me completely let go of my restlessness and ambition.

That evening, the setting sun was gentle, and the evening breeze was cool.

I sat by Su Qing's bedside, watching the sunset outside the window while flipping through the company's registration progress.

The above shows: Initial review passed.

Looking at those four words, I felt a sense of peace.

Our new journey is finally about to begin.