There is no waiting in life, and the future is not long.

If you could go back in time, what would you most want to do?

If there is no tomorrow, do you still have unfulfilled wishes in your life?

If we still have tomorrow, will you cherish everything you have?

We will experience countless farewells in our lives, but every time we say goodbye, we never say "goodbye" properly, because we always feel that life is very long and there will definitely be a chance to meet again. , but one sentence: "See you next time", but I don't know that it has been many years since I saw you again!

We mistakenly think that life is very long, but how long is it? If calculated as 100 years old, there are 365 days in a year, and 100 years old requires 36,500 days; if calculated as 80 years old, there are 365 days in a year, and 80 years old requires 29,200 days; it turns out that every day, every minute, and every second in life They are all saying goodbye to us slowly and quietly.

I was at home on my day off last week when I suddenly received a call from Faxiao. What came from the phone call was her sobbing and choking voice. I hurriedly asked what happened and Faxiao told me I said she no longer has a grandma, because just a few days ago her little grandma died of a heart attack.

Mingming only talked to grandma on the phone last week. Fa Xiao made an agreement with grandma on the phone that he would come back early to take a family photo with grandma. However, when Fa Xiao came back, grandma left.

My child told me that her grandma actually told her a few months ago that she wanted to take a family photo, but she never took it to heart, thinking that it would be too late to go back and take the photo when she was done with work. , but we have forgotten whether those who are waiting still have time!

Fa Xiao’s sudden departure made my heart break. I can imagine Fa Xiao crying heart-breakingly, the unforgettable pain of separation, as long as When I think about it, tears will wet my heart and blur my eyes.

I thought of my brother who was no longer alive. Those memories hidden by time slowly made me recall my brother's blurred face again.

2019 was the year that my brother passed away. I never thought that he would suddenly become ill and leave us in less than 3 months.

My brother is the child of my second uncle, but he is not his biological son. He is the child of my second mother and her ex-husband. He has had brain problems since he was a child. He always talks to himself and is very moody. He is easily irritable. When I was a child, I was very afraid of him. Whenever he came to my house, I would always hide in my room and not come out. Later, my second uncle took him to seek medical treatment. The disease in his brain was finally cured, and he talked and acted like a normal person. The same thing happened, and I slowly became willing to get close to him. Because I was the youngest, I always liked to bully him. I would either let him steal peaches for me, or instruct him to roast sweet potatoes for me. He tolerates my mischief, willfulness and unreasonableness, just because he is my brother.

After I left home to work, I went home less and less. Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, my brother would send me a WeChat voice message in advance, asking me to go home early. He asked my second mother to I made delicious celery wontons, and I thought to myself that I would go back and have a look, because I haven’t been home for two years. I had a chance to go home in a year, but because of work transfer, I couldn’t go home for the holidays. The day my brother sent me WeChat was Wednesday, and I planned to go home on Friday, thinking I could give him a surprise.

But what I didn’t expect was that before I brought the surprise back, my second mother called me. She said a lot on the phone, but I only heard one sentence. She cried and said He said, "Girl, come back quickly. My brother has brain cancer!"

That night, my husband and I rushed to the hospital to see my brother. Surgery was scheduled for the next day. The tumor was already compressing on the film. My brother's language center was at a loss for words. When he saw me, he was stunned for a moment, then grinned.

The operation lasted for 6 hours. Before the operation, the doctor told us that if the pathological test results were lucky, my brother could live for one to two years. But why can’t such a kind-hearted person like me get the chance to survive? What about God's favor? The tumor in my brother's head is malignant. The test results show that it is malignant glioma, and it is blast cell type. It is the most malignant among malignancies! There is no cure!

I looked at my brother lying on the hospital bed. In just a few days, he had already begun to lose weight. He was obviously in pain, but he couldn't bear to cry out. We all hid his condition. , in fact, he knows everything. He has been like this since he was a child. No matter what grievances he suffered, the moment he looked up at you, he would always have a smile on his face, like the spring sun, warm and bright.

On the seventh day after the operation, my brother couldn’t bear the pain and cried out for the first time. The doctor asked him to take a CT scan on the spot. After doing it, he found that the tumor in his head had grown back and spread. The doctor asked us to go through the discharge procedures. There was no point in continuing the treatment. My brother only had less than 3 months left to live.

I accompanied my brother home and when I was helping to clean up the room, I found a photo album. The photo album contained photos of us when we were children. In the photo, my brother was wearing a white shirt, jeans and blue jeans. Fanbu's sneakers, his brother has a crew cut and a round face with bright black eyes.

In the blink of an eye, my brother has been gone for almost three years, but whenever I think of him, my heart hurts like being pricked by needles. If I can come back early, can I still keep some more good memories? If I can reply to the voice messages my brother sends me on WeChat in time and chat with him more, can I still listen to his calls to me more? Sound, if my brother and I hadn't grown up, wouldn't he have left us? But time will never go back, and people who have gone far away will never come back. I know in my heart that as long as the brother in my memory looks like a boy in white, he will always look like this. From now on, you are in Qingfeng and I am in Mingyue. It's Qingming.

Perhaps we always have to face parting and move forward alone in life. We all have to try to learn to say goodbye, even though it is very difficult.

If you can turn back time, please remember not to let the person you miss wait too long;

If we have no tomorrow, I want to accompany my grandma and have a good chat;

If we still have tomorrow, please cherish everything we have, give more hugs to our parents who have worked hard for us all their lives, give more tolerance and comfort to our lovers, and give more encouragement and praise to our children!

Because there is no waiting in life, and the future is not long!