Li thought about why he had a sense of familiarity with white calla lilies!

He had never touched calla lilies before, and he didn't know that there was such a flower. He had never known anything about flowers, but today he was sleeping in the hospital and in his dream the bouquet of calla lilies on the bench in the corridor appeared, which was yellow at first, then white, and then disappeared......

He had a strong sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember what it was.

Now that I think about it!

The white calla lily once appeared in a dream, before this time in the hospital.

It's in the young lady's notebook!

He once entered the young lady's room in a dream, where there was a notebook with a black cover and a dark blue fountain pen in it.

The young lady often uses this pen to write down her feelings in a notebook.

Once, she received a letter from a talented girl from the Americas, and after reading it, she wrote a lot of touching words in her notebook!

One of them was to the effect that the genius girl had returned to China, and she went to see her and gave her a large handful of beautiful white calla lilies.

She also joked at the time that she preferred red roses, but that white calla lilies were also cute.

White calla lily !!

Li Xiang remembered what Su Meihui told him today, the white calla lily was given to the deceased.

When remembering the deceased, I will send such a bouquet of flowers.

"What's wrong? baby elephant?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan suddenly saw Li Xiang stunned in place, without saying a word to Dou Dou's questioning, and his face changed rapidly, his eyes were red, and tears flashed.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?, what's going on?" asked Xiang Xiaoyuan by touching Li Xiang's head, putting his arm around his shoulder.

She would never have thought that her son suddenly burst into tears, is this a sad thing?

Li Xiang saw Xiang Xiaoyuan who was concerned, and also saw Master Dou Dou who was looking at him with his little head held high at his feet, so he hurriedly stabilized his mind, took a deep breath, held back the tears that almost came out of his eyes, and said, "It's okay, I remembered something bad just now." Don't worry, it's really fine. ”

"Are you really okay?" asked Xiang Xiaoyuan uneasily.

"It's really fine. ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan nodded and said that would be good.

When my son is older and has his own life, of course, he will have his own heart. As parents, of course, they want their sons to be able to tell them what is on their minds, but if they don't want to talk about it, they understand.

Xiang Xiaoyuan didn't treat Li Xiang as a child for a long time. She believed that the baby elephant must have thought of something sad, but she also believed that he could control the emotions that almost got out of control.

"Brother is fine, don't worry. Li Xiang smiled and touched Master Dou's little head.

"Pigeon, hug~~" The teacher did not ask, but took two steps forward, opened his little hand widely, and hugged his legs, wanting to warm him up.

Li Xiang looked down at this little little dot, like a baby sloth, meekly and warmly hugging his legs.

He bent down and took his master in his arms.

"Don't cry, good girl. Teacher Li, who was held in her arms, helped Li Xiang wipe her eyes for the first time, although there were no tears down, but in her heart, the pigeon had already cried.

At this time, Dou Dou also patted his knee and said, "Brother, when you are unhappy, you have to say it, you can whisper to your mother, or you can talk to your baby." Do you want to tell the Lun family?"

Well, here's her approach. Xiang Xiaoyuan often whispers to them and listens to their hearts.

Li Xiang said funny: "Okay, then bring your little ears over." ”

Dou Dou immediately laughed, stood on tiptoe, turned her little head sideways, and put her little ears together, but the height difference was too big, and she tried her best to get up, but there was still a difference of 108,000 miles.

"Hey duck, you hug the Lun family, you hug the teacher. Dou Dou jumped anxiously and opened his little hands for a hug.

Li Xiang squatted down, held this little bit in his arms, and then sat on the sofa.

As soon as he sat down, he was kissed by the little sister on the left and right sides of his face, although Li wanted to say that it was okay, but the little sister was very smart, and she guessed that her brother's mood must be bad, and she must be very sad.

Soon, Xiang Xiaoyuan's confidant took Master Dou Dou away, bathed them, and left Li Xiang with space to be alone.

She knew that the baby elephant needed to be alone at this time to be quiet and sort out her mood.

Li Xiang really needs space to be alone.

He came to the study, locked the door, and instead of sitting on the large chair in front of the desk, he sat on the sofa, with the floor-to-ceiling window on his side, the sky outside the window was completely dark, and there were a few lights in his field of vision - this was the street lamp on the landscape by the dog lake, and a little further on, it was pitch black, and the vast dog park was immersed in this inky night. There are autumn cicadas babbling and babbling the last song of this summer, and the two chameleon brothers are standing in the cage, hanging on the bookshelf, staring at Li Xiang who broke into the study.

The moon did not come out tonight, and there were no stars in the sky.

As soon as the surroundings quieted down, the thoughts that Li Xiang had just forcibly suppressed began to fly wildly.

He tried to sort out the thoughts in his mind, white calla lily, does that mean that the young lady is dead?

The notebook said that the genius girl came to see her with a large handful of white calla lilies, so is this the case? The young lady died, and then the genius girl left to return to China to see her??? holding a large handful of white calla lilies?

Otherwise, why would you be holding a bouquet of white calla lilies?

Thinking of this, Li Xiang's heart throbbed. His feelings told him that this might as well as be the case.

To be honest, Li Xiang has never completely substituted himself into his dream. He always thinks that he and the son of the young lady in the dream are just the same name, not the same person.

However, for nearly a year, he dreamed of the world where the young lady was from time to time, witnessed her and her son dependent on each other, felt their joys and sorrows, was happy for their happiness, and was sad for their sadness, as if he was also experiencing all this himself, and all emotions could be empathized.

Now, a sudden discovery hints at him that the young lady may have died, which makes it difficult for him to accept.

She should have had a brilliant and beautiful life, but she gave everything and sacrificed everything for her son, who was seriously ill since childhood. She had never lived for herself in her life.

Li Xiang sometimes even feels that the death of his son is not a good thing for the young lady. She can finally think about herself instead of thinking about others all the time.

In this life, you must always think about yourself, otherwise you will live too aggrieved.

Immediately, Li Xiang suddenly woke up, no! The logic is wrong!

He slapped his head vigorously, his thoughts were swayed by emotion just now, and there was a huge loophole in this inference, that is: if the genius girl went to see her with a white calla lily, and she was really dead, then who wrote it down in the notebook???

Obviously not!

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