Chapter 1: Don't Blame Me

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"You have three days to live at most, think about how you are going to spend those three days!" the merciless doctor looked at the woman lying on the bed. It was like a referee who gave her a word to leave, and turned to leave.

The woman smiled at the departing doctor, and several people were crying next to her, and she was unusually quiet. As if the person who died was not himself, as if he were an inconsequential person.

"Mom, I'm sorry. Even the hospital can't do anything about it. "A 20-year-old man was holding a child of three or four years old, tears rolling in his eyes.

"It's not your fault, it's not that I don't want to go there, I can find your father there, I miss your father. I really want to see him soon!" The old man lay on the bed and looked at the outside world, and sighed outside.

"This world is so dark! Ling, are you still waiting for me over there? When I was a child, I thought that dead people could eat delicious things and watch good programs. When they wept, we played in ignorance. And when we have a relationship with the older generation as adults, and he quietly leaves us, I feel so painful, as if a thousand knives have been cut. And when you left me, I didn't think time was much of a concern for me. Now it's time for me to go, and I just feel at ease. We are not heroes in the world, but a speck of dust in the world! But are you and I really willing?"

It was as if there were no children and grandchildren in this room, and only one lying on the bed. Muttering and waiting for death.

"You should be unwilling! And I just want to thank you for letting me live for so long, although I am in pain, but with you and the child I feel that I still have hope of living. It's old now, too, and it's time to go. Don't blame me, you know I hate pain, I don't want surgery. ”

"Mom, I'm sorry. I came back late. "A woman wearing high heels ran in, and next to a man was holding a three-year-old doll, and the old man on the bed reached out for her to hug, and the old man reached out and caught the child. I didn't throw the child into the sky, but just took him in my arms and said:

"Little thing, would you run to the wreath shop to buy a wreath for me like Ling? No, he seems to have only met me when he was five years old, you shouldn't buy it, then you should cry." ”

"Mom, he's still young! Didn't you say you wanted to watch him grow up?" cried the woman who had just rushed in, blaming the old man for not talking. The best time to have surgery was missed, and now the countdown is now.

"Oh, yes! I don't mean what I say. You can't watch these little furballs open wide, you can take a good look at them!" the old man said as he stroked the doll's head, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes. "I'm a little tired, let me shut it up!"

Without waiting for a room, the eyes were closed, and several people looked at the old man with his eyes closed, and did not leave, standing or sitting next to the old man waiting for the old man to wake up.

"What's wrong with her?" an old man walked in with a cane, followed by an old woman, and a large number of people behind him, as if they were having a grand dinner.

"Uncle, she said she was tired and wanted to sleep. The woman cried.

Both the old man and the newcomer nodded, and then some sighed, some were sad, and the little ones were there smiling without conscience, comforting their parents with their smiles, for they did not understand.

The waiting time passed minute by minute, and many people came during the period, taking pictures of the old man's two children. Then they waited aside, and some of the children became sensible, so they went and brought them some stools.

Some dozed off on their stools, while others waited for the old man to open his eyes. At 8 o'clock the next morning, the old man still did not wake up, and the old man's younger brother called the medical staff in a big rage.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" he roared, glaring at the doctors in the hospital.

"Old man, she may need to rest when she is tired!" the doctor comforted the angry old man beside him.

"Impossible, impossible, she couldn't have rested for so long, she said she would wake up naturally at 6 a.m. The old man muttered beside him.

"Well, I'll take a look at her body!" the doctor looked at him so excitedly and walked over to probe her nostrils. However, he did not come out. The doctor touched her blood again, but it was gone.

"Eh, why did she leave so early, isn't there two days left?" the doctor said softly, and there was no one in the room at all, so everything the hospital said.

"Mom!"

"Sister!"

"Auntie!"

"Sister!"

"Cousin!"

The people in the hospital screamed, tears flowed uncontrollably, and the children cried when they saw their parents shed tears.

"Please, please be grieved!" said the doctor, and left the room.

Dozens of people cheered up and prepared for the aftermath after crying, and the old man's younger brother said, "Sister, you still don't talk to the original! As for your grave and brother-in-law in one place!"

The older generation all sighed and muttered: "We are also going to go on the same path as them, the first one to go is your husband and you, I don't know who the next one will be, you two are waiting for us below!"

"Welcome to this beautiful place, we are here to send off 72-year-old Xia Nuanxin, she spent her life in 72 years of wind and snow, she is serious about the country, diligent at home, she does not ask for returns, does not seek wealth, she quietly left, like she quietly came to the personnel. She educates her children, loves her family, she has lived her life, please send her to Elysium!" said the person who presided over the memorial service.

Half of her sadness is fake, but the real sadness is indeed the people who chased after Pa.

Gradually, it was buried in the ground.

Xia Nuanxin in heaven didn't see everything they had, she just spent her life plainly, while she and Yeling fell in love because of the wreath, but they also ended this life journey because of the wreath.

"Sister, you said that you always want to go to the sky to see around, have you found your brother-in-law now? If your brother-in-law can't protect you, you can send me a dream, and I'll dig his grave, heh!" The old man's younger brother laughed as he spoke, as if he remembered some things about his sister and brother-in-law and the seven aunts and eight aunts who died, and the love of grandparents and some ruthlessness of his parents.

"Kids, your grandma is going to the ground, do you need me to tell her story? The old man touched his son's head and waited for his death.

"We're going to listen to stories. "The children don't know now that they have a loved one who has been far away from them forever.

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