一个个的代码不知在何时又变成了一条条线状、片状,逐渐模糊成一个阴影……张国春使劲地眨了眨眼,揉了又揉,只得习惯地掏出眼药水再滴上几滴。清凉的眼药水立即浸润在那双已经不知该怎么才能看清楚的眼球上,片刻的舒缓却无法抵御奔涌的血块大肆地占据瞳孔四周。他的世界是红色的,他最热爱的兵棋事业正是在这红色的世界里与之博弈着。当医生告诉他疑似脑胶质瘤时,他习惯性地再次选择了沉默。他回到办公室继续敲打着那一个个代码,他还和往常一样出差,直到医院给单位打来电话,他才在众人 I do not know one by one when the code has become a linear, flaky, gradually blurred into a shadow ... ... Zhang Guochun blinked hard, rubbed and rubbed, had customarily took out drops of eyedrops a few drop. Refreshing eye drops immediately infiltrated in those already do not know how to see the eye, a moment of soothing but can not resist the surging blood clout wantonly occupy the pupil around. His world is red, his favorite chess career is in this red world with the game. When the doctor told him suspected glioma, he habitually chose silence again. He went back to the office and kept typing the code, and he went on business as usual until the hospital called the unit and he was there