Chapter 18 Sadness

"Bonus?" Bai An's attention was clearly focused on the word.

After thinking about it for a while, Zero Egg didn't give any more hints.

At this time, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, and Xiao Yueyue woke up early in the morning, but she obediently didn't move, and watched his father sleep with her eyes open. It may be that the body is confined and unable to move, the little girl's big black and white eyes turned, slipped over her father's shoulder, and looked over gently, with a rare lively energy between her eyebrows.

Bai An felt something, and he also looked at the past, and the two children, one older and one younger, met their eyes like this.

He was stunned for a moment, and smiled at the little girl comfortingly, but he still pretended to be a little absent-minded with this smile.

The little girl's eyes blinked slowly, slowly, carefully received the hand under the quilt to her chin, clenched it into a tender little fist, subconsciously put it on her mouth, and gnawed.

Her eyes looked at Bai An's side face steadily, but her eyes were half-lowered, and they were not so bright.

A child's intuition is always the keenest.

Bai Anke here didn't care about it at all, and he turned over the panel in his consciousness, but he didn't see anything else.

I was about to ask Number 0, but the door to the ward opened.

Old man Zhang laughed very loudly, the sound insulation effect of the hospital is also, I haven't paid attention to the door before, as soon as the door opens, the bold energy, and the heat in the corridor rushed in.

Although the air conditioning is also turned on in the hospital hall, after all, the space is large, and the air conditioning can't be taken care of at all, and the temperature difference between the inside and outside of the room is still a little different.

"Oh, big girl, alas, you really can talk, uhhaha......"

To Bai An's surprise, it was not his daughter who came in behind the old man, but Ye Wanran, who smiled and nodded.

She was carrying the delicate medicinal food in her hand, the corners of her eyes were no longer the tears that she had cried before, and the smile on her lips was very kind and sincere, but it was not so deep.

Ye Wanran's skin was very white and clean.

This is a woman who doesn't like makeup very much, but she can always use elegant and delicate decorations to embellish a beautiful taste.

Like a finely polished pearl, no matter how you look at it from that angle, it is a smooth and perfect luster.

She never lets her emotions get out of control, and she knows how to do it decently, the corners of her eyes are slightly hooked up, but there is always a warm smile like spring water in her pupils, clear and clear, without a little charm.

Somehow, Bai An felt that he seemed to see this glance with extra clarity and detail.

The cognition was so obvious, so obvious that it made him feel abrupt, so he was unsure, so he went to take another look.

The smile in Ye Wanran's eyes was so faint that it almost disappeared.

In those eyes, there are still silent water waves, and the artistic conception in them has become the sadness and melancholy of Qingqiu.

She walked over quietly, put down the food box, took out a beautifully packaged book from the bag, endured all the reluctance, and smiled: "Xiao An, this is the book you were going to read before." ”

Bourboncalie

Bai An lowered his head, stroked the delicately patterned cover, rubbed his fingertips gently, felt the extremely subtle hardcover texture, and sighed a little in his heart.

Flip the cover.

Really!

He looked at the black flower-style English signatures flying on the brown piping pages, and there was a kind of silent emotion.

This book is one of the world's most famous books.

It was in the memory of the original owner that he found this biography, which narrates the recent history of Western Europe in the world.

As an alternative to accomplishing the goal of "reading masterpieces", I mentioned a sentence to Ye Wanran.

What I said in the morning, Ye Wanran brought it in the afternoon.

This is nothing, but Bai An knows that the book in his hand is out of print in the global collection issued in the last century, with the autograph of the original author.

And that author, too, died in the last century......

As you can imagine, this book is precious.

Just give it to him as a child, and he is not afraid of losing it......

Ordinary people see stories of children getting sick from newspapers and television, and they basically project sympathy on them, but Bai An suddenly feels that this is not a kind of luck.

The impression is too vague, Bai An can't remember where he saw it, only that there is such a person in Moyo who has done this:

God is always fair, if when you are a teenager, you are seriously ill and suffering, but you also let yourself have a rare experience and experience of life.

That's the gain, it's not unfair.

Adversity always sees the truth, it is not a disease, Bai An once the poor became rich, there will be many sycophants, and there will be no less people who have denials, with his city and heart at that time, as well as the emotions that have just faced a huge gap, it is really difficult to say whether he will fall into false prosperity and confusion.

But it's certainly not so easy to see people's hearts.

Indeed, this is not unfair.

In the childhood of the game, the swing that was supposed to be a child swing became a devil to snatch it over, as long as you don't be timid, just sit on it, you can play with the devil shoulder to shoulder!

This kind of reborn soul transformation is hard to find.

In the view of Bai An, who has the hope and hope of the system, even the terminal illness is not so difficult.

Men, in their bones, always like to accept challenges.

Aware of Bai An's current low level of literary literacy, No. 0 adjusted his daily tasks, still blocking the third and fifth items of Leva1's daily tasks, and changed them to history and literary cultivation education respectively.

It is carried out at night when it is like sleeping.

When consciousness was pulled into the system space of the sci-fi report for the first time, Bai An's shattered three views were injured twice, and they were broken again carelessly, and they basically became scum.

There are several old professors in the space, he doesn't know any of them, but he feels that he also feels the level of these tutors.

Even people like him, who are not very interested in literature, can listen with great interest under the in-depth explanations of these people's different styles.

This foundation is not something that ordinary people can have.

Calm down, with Bai An's current conditions, everything will go smoothly.

Reading, studying, listening to music, and living every day in an orderly manner.

By the sixth day, he was even ready to start writing a diary under the task released by the system.

But illness, especially cancer, will not allow people to be so easy all the time.

In order to further diagnose the condition and prepare for chemotherapy, on the seventh day of the onset of the disease, fourteen-year-old Bai An.

Will experience the first puncture in life.

When Lin Yuan and his wife finally took the initiative to tell him about his condition the day before the puncture, Bai An smiled and comforted Ye Wanran, who had red eyes.

"Well, I've known this for a long time......"

He grinned half of his white teeth, and there was some amused helplessness in his eyes: "Do I look so stupid? I don't even know the location of my appendix? And my grandfather died of this disease, which is a genetic disease of our Bai family, how could I not guess?"

The fourteen or fifteen-year-old child laughed, no longer using warmth and healing to describe the feeling he gave people with a sunny day, not decadent, not a little reluctant and desperate, refreshing, mature, but not old and steady.

He is young and fresh, but he also has his own connotation, like a slightly hot heart-warming sunshine without a trace of haze.

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Thank you!