The hospital at night was very quiet, everyone went to bed early on the night when there was no electricity, the candle that Xia Qing bought downstairs was already half-burned, and she watched her aunt staring intently at her uncle on the hospital bed all day long, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Every time Tranquility called, she told her that it was very good, in fact, the kind of five-flavor grains in her heart could only be experienced by herself.

It was ten o'clock in the evening when the doctor was doing the ward round, and her mobile phone rang on time again, and she didn't think that she knew that it was Ning Ning who called to inquire about the situation.

Every day, she has to ask about the indicators of the doctor's rounds, and she is like a nurse who wants to report the situation to the doctor, and every indicator is reported to her in a good way.

Xia Qing held her mobile phone and chatted with her, and kept blowing her aunt to sleep, and finally she listened to Xia Qing and fell asleep quietly on the bed.

Xia Qing told her that the power was out in the hospital, and now she can only light candles, and now the candles are sold for six yuan a piece, and she can't buy them, and she is even more worried.

Thinking about when the weather will get better, when Dad will wake up, when she can work with peace of mind, and when will life be on the right track.

Standing on the wooden house above Qianling Lake with a mobile phone, looking at the quiet Qianling Lake in the distance, the silence is terrifying.

When they came here for a day, their grandmother insisted that they stay, so they stayed, and Jiang Hao was cooking all day, serving her and grandma, as if they were busy and happy.

"May I come in?"

Jiang Hao asked in a low tone of inquiry at the door.

"Come in, I didn't sleep. Serenity replied.

Pushing open the door, he saw that the cabin, which he hadn't slept in for a long time, was deserted, making people feel cold.

He withdrew again, took an iron basin, and put into the basin the coals that were burning outside, and as soon as he carried it into the house, a warm came from afar.

She stretched out her hands, roasted her cold hands on the brazier, and looked out of the quiet window with her confused eyes, and the pigeons flew into the cage one after another, lying down quietly, and there was no more noisy figure.

Jiang Hao sat down on the side, took out his mobile phone and flipped through it, looked at her and said, "Sit down and bake the fire!"

She sat down on a small wooden bench and gathered around the fire, as if it were very warm.

"How did you know grandma?" Jiang Hao asked as he looked at her expectantly.

"I won't tell you!hehe, why is there so much curiosity?" replied Tranquility, looking at him very mischievously.

This was the first time she had looked at Jiang Hao very seriously, and the first time she had calmed down to look at all his emotions, and felt that his whole face was full of sadness, which she had never seen before.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Tranquility, looking at her.

He kept his head down, did not speak, held a stick in one hand, and kept stirring in the brazier, and the charcoal followed his agitation and made a "clattering" sound.

"How's my uncle? I've had a lot of things going on in the supermarket in the last two days, and I haven't had time to ask you. He seemed to be deliberately digressing the topic and did not answer Serenity directly.

Tranquility said to him with a smile. "Don't try to divert from me!"

"Whoever wants to divert the topic, I just want to care about it first. Jiang Hao looked at her and replied.

She sighed deeply and said slowly: "Things are already like this, then I want to wait quietly for my father to wake up, I hope that when he wakes up, he will see a different me." ”

"Don't you want to know what my relationship with my grandmother is?" Jiang Hao said as he looked at her with a pair of smart eyes.

"No, you want to say I can listen, and if you don't want to, I don't have to know?" replied Serenity with a look of indifference.

He looked at her and smiled, as if he could always see something different in her, and she always looked like there must be a road before the car reached the mountain.

"I seem to have left Guiyang, and I also want to go to the north, Shanghai and Guangzhou. Tranquility looked out the window, looking like she wanted to see the outside world.

"Isn't it nice to go to Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, right here? You see if you go to Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, there will be no us around, what do you want us to do?" Jiang Hao said confidently and mischievously.

"Your money, I will try to earn it back to you as soon as possible, thank you for helping me. Tranquility suddenly fell silent, and talked to him seriously, as if it was the first time she had said thank you to him like this, and the first time she had said so seriously.

Jiang Hao gently cut off her head with his hand, and said with a smile: "Are you a fool? I don't want you to leave Guiyang not because I'm worried that you will abscond with the money, but because I'm afraid that when you are sad, no one will be around to talk to you." ”

This simple and ordinary sentence deeply touched her, although it was not a touching word, but it let her know that as long as she was sad, they would always be by her side.

"Actually, there used to be a girl, she liked me very much, she would buy me my favorite breakfast every day, she would wait for me every day after school, whether I liked her or not, she would do what she wanted, until one day, she left me forever, I knew that time passed day by day, I have long been accustomed to her existence. Jiang Hao said unhurriedly, this touching story.

The heroine of the story is the granddaughter of her grandmother, who was a college classmate with him, and later in a car accident, in order to protect him, she left him, leaving her elderly grandmother.

So since then, Jiang Hao has taken on the responsibility of taking care of her grandmother, and whenever he has time, he will come here to accompany her grandmother to cook, raise pigeons, and tell her some interesting stories that happened in life.

Grandma would also tell him stories that happened a long time ago, and he liked to spend time with her, and she liked to talk to him about history.

As he spoke, he pulled out a photograph from his bag of a smiling, sunny-filled girl with long braids coming down her shoulders.

Listening to his story, I felt a sense of regret all over my body, as if it had eroded the billions of cells in her body, and suddenly there was a slight coldness.

It seems that we are all always like this, when that person is around, we always don't know how to cherish, and when that person leaves, we feel that everything is cherished.

Often what is lost only to find that it is the best, and good things are always like time is always inadvertently passed.

We are like being pushed by the wind outside the window, the snow is driving, stumbling all the way forward, life is like a long-distance journey, on the road, everyone is a walker, and we don't know what the end of the road is, only know that there is hope in the distance to lead the way, only know, since you have chosen the distance, you must be ready for wind and rain.