When she went home on the weekend, Zhou Niannian told her mother about her experience as a volunteer.

"Mr. Huo also gave me a package ticket for a continent trip, but unfortunately it was a single person, otherwise I could have asked my mother to go with me"

Xu Ru looked at her daughter lovingly, gently stroking the ends of her hair,

"Silly boy, mom knows you have a heart......"

"Mom...... It would be nice if Dad was here."

Zhou Niannian is coquettish in his mother's arms like a child,

"Dad loves Dejo too"

At the mention of this, a faint melancholy filled the gap between the mother and daughter.

Zhou Niannian's father was an automotive engineer before his death, and he studied mechanical engineering in Decheng that year.

His greatest wish was to take the mother and daughter to see the places where he had studied and lived.

But before this wish could be realized, my father died of illness.

Zhou Niannian was only seven years old at the time, and she lost her father's love prematurely, which made her grow into a precocious and sensible child.

For so many years, she has been dependent on her mother.

Therefore, the relationship between mother and daughter is more intimate than ordinary people.

Go to my mother's room and finish offering incense to my father.

Zhou Niannian saw a hospital registration list half-sandwiched outside the drawer of the cupboard.

She opened the drawer and was about to put away the registration list, but she stumbled upon a report of the results of the examination.

"Mom, did you go to the hospital for a check-up?"

I opened the file bag casually and pulled out the report sheet from it, which read:

Patient Name: Xu Ru, age: 48 years.

Contrast combined with biopsy results reasonably suspects advanced gastric cancer.

"Boom" suddenly, as if the blasting device ignited instantly, and in my heart, an entire building collapsed.

In the shock of ashes and dust, the figure of the mother appeared in view.

Xu Ru stood helplessly, as if she had done something wrong,

"I'm sorry, Niannian, my mother didn't tell you, because I was afraid that you would worry...... Affect academic ......"

Zhou Niannian licked her lips, and heard her dry and hoarse voice,

"It's okay, Mom, it's going to be okay"

I don't know whether to comfort myself or my mother.

******

In the doctor's office, where the walls are white, the doctor who is accustomed to seeing life and death gives an ultimatum,

"Your mother's condition can't be delayed any longer, within three days, prepare 100,000 yuan, of course, this is only the cost of the first operation, and the follow-up treatment is conservatively estimated to be about 400,000 yuan."

The life of the mother and daughter is not easy.

Back then, Zhou Niannian's father's illness had exhausted the family's funds, and it was Xu Ru who pulled her daughter up while doing odd jobs.

The expenses for Zhou Niannian to go to college were all borrowed from the uncle's family.

At the moment, not to mention 100,000 yuan, even 50,000 yuan, it is difficult to take it out.

Zhou Niannian lowered his posture and prayed to the doctor,

"Please, can you help my mother with the operation first, I will find a way to pay the cost, and it will take time to sell the house......"

The doctor indifferently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose,

"The hospital is not a charity, so I can't help it"

"Boom" with a rolling thunder.

Torrential rain came suddenly.

Zhou Niannian came out of the hospital and walked in the heavy rain in despair.

"Squeak!"

There was a sharp sound of brakes in front, and someone poked his head out to scold her,

"It's easier to come out and touch porcelain on a rainy day, and it's easier to sell yourself than this, Miss!"

The other side of the road.

A silver-gray Bentley drove slowly past in the rain.

Assistant Allen recognized the girl who was scolded in the middle of the road and reminded the man in the back seat,

"Mr. Huo, it's Miss Zhou who helped you buy a shirt that day"

"Hmm"

The elegant man buried in the paper looked up at the window, the rain was so strong that he could only vaguely see the thin and slender figure outside the window. Like a homeless kitten.

The clear eyes of the girl that day, and the faintly floating veins on the slender neck appeared in front of me.

Moaning for a moment, he spoke,

"Drive over and let her get in the car"