Chang An didn't go back to his room to sleep, he asked someone to set up a bed in his grandmother's room, the old lady woke up several times in the middle of the night, saw Chang An, and was confused, thinking it was a dream for a while, and babbling for a while, "Go to sleep... Go to bed, I'm going to school tomorrow. ”

Chang An knew that the old lady's consciousness was not very clear, and he didn't argue, so he obediently held her hand and said, "Well, I know, I'm going to sleep." ”

After staying up for most of the night, the old lady only slept for about two or three hours with medicine.

I woke up in bed at four o'clock.

The nurse, Sister Zhang, came in to cook, wiped her face, wiped her body, and put her in a wheelchair again.

"I have to go to the yard at this time of day, and she says she wants to see the sun. Sister Zhang talked to Chang An while Zhang Luo, Chang An sat on the soft floor wrapped in a shawl and laughed, laughed for a while, and then went over to take the comb in Sister Zhang's hand, "I'll come." ”

Sister Zhang was stunned, and Chang An turned to the back of the wheelchair and pointed the old man in the chair to the makeup mirror.

"Grandma, will you get your hair in a row today?"

The old man in the chair grinned, his eyes crooked, "Okay~" It looked like a child.

Chang An also seemed to be infected, and retreated to the back of the wheelchair, holding a silver hair in her hand, sparse a small bunch, which had almost fallen off, so she poured a nod of oil and smeared it on the palm of her hand, wiped her hair and smoothed it out, and finally pulled him into a bun at the back of her head, and pulled out the jewelry box on the table, which was full of headdresses.

"Which one is better?"

The old lady leaned over to look, and her thin, wrinkled hand flicked through a pile of ornaments, and picked out a pearl.

"Let's do this. ”

"Okay, this one looks the best!"

Chang An smiled and inserted the small pearl hairpin selected by the old lady into her hair, and found earrings and bracelets for him to wear, turned the wheelchair, she touched the old lady's head, "Grandma, it's so good-looking!"

The old lady chuckled twice, "Is it over?"

"No, wait a minute!"

I took an eyebrow pencil and helped her trace her eyebrows and put on a light layer of lipstick.

"That's it!"

"Huh?"

She turned the wheelchair by herself, and beat it to the table again, Chang An realized her movements, and quickly took the perfume again, "Grandma, I'll come, I'll help you spray." ”

She dipped the perfume into the old lady's ears and neck, a faint scent of jasmine, her favorite scent.

So the old lady was satisfied, raised her hand and pointed out the window, "Go, go...... Get out ......."

London didn't seem to wake up at five o'clock in the morning, and the sky was covered with a layer of gray, but this did not affect Chang An's mood in the slightest.

She pushed Xue Wenxiu into the courtyard.

This western-style building in London is quite old, located near Hyde Park, it was run by my grandfather when he was alive, a typical English country house style, the overall brick and wood structure, red brick legs, red tile slope of the roof, the structure is very exquisite, and there is a large open space behind the front garden. After more than half a century of cultivation, the garden has been planted with camellias, roses, rhododendrons, plantains, magnolias and other flowers.

It's just that it's winter, the weather is cold, and many flowers haven't bloomed, but the greenery is still lush.

Chang An and Xue Wenxiu sat under the rose stand, and took another blanket to cover the old lady's knees.

"Grandma, is it cold?"

The old lady seemed to be in good spirits and shook her head, "It's not cold." ”

"Then I'll sit here with you for a while. ”

"Okay, wait for the sunrise with me. ”

The grandfather and grandson stopped talking, one sat in a wheelchair, squinting slightly, and the other sat on the stone bench under the opposite shelf, quietly looking at the old man in the wheelchair. The nanny came over and asked what breakfast was, and Chang An waved his hand and sent people away.

About half-past five, the sky was already burning with a circle of golden light.

The old lady smiled, stretched out her crumpled hand to shake Chang An, "Look... Look, it's out......"

Chang An looked over, and a corner slowly emerged from the roof, and the old lady clenched her fingers, and suddenly said, "Nan, the person you married, grandma wants to see ......"

Chang An's heart felt like a tear was torn, she endured it and smiled, "Okay, I'll go back to the house to get my phone!" So I pedaled back, found the mobile phone, and there was still a domestic card inserted in it, burned the phone bill and connected to the Internet, and entered the word "Zhou" in the search engine.

The signal doesn't work, so the loading circle keeps turning.

Chang An's hands slowly oozing sweat, it took half a minute to come out, opened, no, the photo inside was blurry, and it was a silhouette of him taken by a reporter at a meeting, Chang An could only look for it again, and a few minutes passed, Xue Wenxiu was already shouting in the yard, she hurriedly replied: "Grandma, wait a minute, I'm getting you his photo..."

Finally, I finally found a frontal photo of Zhou Wei in a personal interview with the financial edition, wearing an iron gray suit without a tie, but looking magnificent.

Chang An hurriedly saved the photos in the album, took his mobile phone and ran back to the yard.

"Grandma, look!"

The old lady touched it and squinted, "No, I can't see clearly!"

"Then I'll get you reading glasses. Chang An ran back and got her glasses and put them on.

Xue Wenxiu leaned his phone in front of him and stared at it for a while, "Junjun than the photo I've seen before, don't you take a group photo?"

Yes? Of course not! Oh no, I took one when I got the certificate, the only one.

Chang An replied with a smile: "Yun Ling has it in the album over there, but I don't have it in my phone." ”

"Not a single one?"

"Hmm. ”

"That's not good, or... You asked him to come over?"

“……”

Xue Wenxiu's condition is sometimes jetlagged, and her consciousness is sometimes sober and sometimes confused, Chang An accompanies her almost day and night, and does not go anywhere.

Dr. Li, who was in charge of her, usually came every two days and talked to Chang An about her grandmother's situation.

Dr. Li has been in charge of Xue Wenxiu's treatment plan from the beginning, so he is also relatively familiar, and there is nothing to hide at this point.

"The old lady is very strong, and it is a miracle that she has been able to hold on until now, but I guess it has only been the last few days, and if she has any wishes, she can fulfill them as much as possible. ”

Chang An was mentally prepared, so he didn't cry.

She went back to the garden and cut a few plums and put them in a bottle.

"Grandma, the flowers are blooming, don't they look good?" said as he entered the room with a bottle.

The person on the bed was lying down, and he could only eat liquids, so he was so thin that he was only skinny, and she raised her hand and beckoned.

Chang An thought she wanted to see the flowers, so she put the bottle in front of the bed, "You smell it, it's fragrant, I'll keep it with water and put it on your bedside, okay?"

But the old lady circled the flower bottle and looked at Chang An.

Chang An didn't understand, so she pulled out the oxygen tube in her nose with difficulty, her mouth was dry and opened a few times, Chang An didn't hear clearly, and bent over again, "Grandma, what do you want to say?"

The old lady seemed to exert all her strength, "... You... You called him... Called... I've got to see ......."

In the next few days, Xue Wenxiu was almost in a semi-coma, and he only woke up for an hour or two every day.

Dr. Li began to come to see every day, but he couldn't do anything anymore, so he only asked Chang An: "The old lady has a special status, do you need to contact the media?"

Chang An naturally shook his head, "No, I want her to go quietly." ”

"Okay, then respect the opinions of the family, but there are already several media in China who have contacted me, you see..."

Chang An said in a hoarse voice, "Doctor Li, my grandmother doesn't like to be busy, you should know." ”

At this point, who wants to be chased by the camera and photograph themselves lying on the bed like waste, with a urinary catheter inserted in the lower body, oxygen stuffed in the nose, and excrement needs to be disposed of by a servant.

Xue Wenxiu has been paying attention to her life, she was a famous lady in Shanghai in the first half of her life, and she was Xue Yongming's wife in the second half of her life, she absolutely did not want to.

Naturally, Dr. Li was not reluctant, and pushed his eyes, "I understand, but in the future, do you need help here?"

Chang An began to order clothes for his grandmother.

London can hardly find a good old tailor, she asked someone to find one from Shanghai, more than 70 old tailors, with an apprentice, the plane picked up, to the old lady to measure, thin has only bones left, but Chang An believes in the old tailor's craftsmanship, clothes are made in the London house, with a complete set of tools for making clothes, the fabric is directly airlifted from Shanghai, Chang An selected color, black background flowers, silk, cropped sleeves, but the handmade cheongsam process is complicated, measured, plate-making, sewing, piping, just a disc buckle will take 3 hours。

Chang An will urge, "Hurry up, it's troublesome, I'm afraid my grandmother won't be able to wait!"

So Xue Wenxiu woke up from sleep in this room, and the sound of sewing machines was all in the room over there.

Finally the night before Chinese New Year's Eve, that is, the little Chinese New Year's Eve in China, there is no sign of the Spring Festival in London, after all, there are not many Chinese around, and the old tailor's cheongsam has been formed.

In the evening, Dr. Li came again, "Tomorrow on Chinese New Year's Eve, my lover and children will come to accompany me to keep the New Year, so I may not come tomorrow, you have something to call me." ”

Chang An responded, "Okay, you can accompany your wife and children well." ”

Dr. Li pushed down his glasses again, "What about you, isn't there anyone coming over there in China?"

"Nope. ”

"But in this case, the old lady may leave at any time, should you inform the others?"

Chang An smiled bitterly, "I'll think about it again." ”

Dr. Li didn't care much, although the relationship was quite familiar, but after all, it was someone else's family affair, but when he walked to the door and looked back, he saw the girl standing in the yard, a thin and small one, only 22 or 23? Only a few years older than his son, but he had to bear all the things here alone.

In the end, Dr. Li couldn't hold back and shouted softly, "Call someone, hasn't the old lady been muttering to your husband lately, if he's not busy, let him take the time to come over." ”

Chang An entered the house, the old lady had fallen asleep after an injection, and the few plums on the table began to show signs of decline. She finally pulled out her phone, and the photo stored in the album was still there, and the person in the photo had a handsome and cold eyebrow, as if he was looking at her.

How long has it been? It's been almost two weeks, and the two have no contact.

Chang An stretched out his hand and wiped his eyes, and calculated, it should still be daytime in China at this point, so he found the phone in the address book, sent a text message, and then sat at the window with the phone and waited......

When Sister Zhang came in, she was already asleep by the window.

"Xiao Chang, Xiao Chang?" didn't wake up, shook his head and sighed, and went to get a blanket for her again, but the person in the chair opened his eyes as soon as he moved.

Sister Zhang said distressedly: "Why don't you go upstairs and sleep, I'll stay here at night." ”

"No, I'll just squint for a while..."

"But you haven't slept much for several days in a row, how can your body eat?"

"It's really okay!" Chang An pulled off the blanket covering his shoulders, "You go to sleep, something calls you!"

After Sister Zhang left, Chang An turned to look out the window, the shade of the trees in the garden, and a bright moon.

Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, she looked down at her phone, and there was not a single message.

Chang An thought, he would definitely not be willing to come, after all, the words "this is the end" were the first to be said by her, who would want to fly half the world to see an old man who is about to die during the New Year.

That night, Chang An was still with the bed.

Before dawn, I heard a cry from the bed, "Xiao An... Whoa..."

Chang An immediately ran over, "Grandma, is there something?"

"Ahh When it was dawn, push me out for a walk. ”

Xue Wenxiu's spirit seemed to be quite good that day, Chang An supported her up with a little support, Chang An put her in a wheelchair, changed her clothes, combed her hair, covered her with a blanket, and pushed her into the garden.

It's still cloudy, but the weather forecast says it's going to be a good day.

Chang An lowered his head and went down to put down the shawl on Xue Wenxiu's body, "Grandma, is it cold?"

The old lady shook her head and suddenly asked, "What time is today?"

"February 19th. ”

"It's almost New Year's Eve in China. ”

Chang An calculated the jet lag, "Not yet, it's just noon." ”

"Oh......"

The old lady didn't ask again, she squinted, Chang An thought she had fallen asleep again, and helped her put on her shawl, but her hand was caught, and the old lady seemed to be exerting all her strength, and Chang An was startled.

"Grandma..."

"Did you call it?"

"What?"

"Did you call him?"

Chang An finally understood what he meant, and his heart felt like a needle had been stabbed in, but his face still had to pretend to be natural, "It's called, but he's been a little busy lately, you wait." ”

"When?"

"Grandma..."

"Ahh He's not coming, is he?"

Chang An immediately turned her head, her throat was swollen severely, she endured it desperately, and simply squatted in front of the wheelchair to hold the old lady's hand with both hands, "No, how can it be, I told him well, when Chinese New Year's Eve is over, he will come over when the matter at hand is a little busy, he promised me before." ”

Yes, he really promised her before, that he would come to London together before the year.

The old lady's eyelids moved, staring at Chang An, Chang An was looked down at him, and he was panicked and uncomfortable.

She couldn't even satisfy her grandmother's wish, and felt that she was useless.

At this time, there was a sudden movement in the back room, as if someone ran over, and then the iron door "squeaked", the garden where Chang An was located was actually not facing the main gate, and the main entrance was a return yard, but who would come so early in the morning? I am afraid that which nanny slipped out in the middle of the night, Chang An didn't care, still pinching the old lady's fingers, the fingers were very cold, she looked at the zenith, it was already gray.

"Grandma, I'll push you into the house first. ”

The old man's head nodded slightly, and Chang An got up to push the wheelchair.

In the back room, there was another sound of footsteps, like hard-soled shoes on the teak floor.

Sister Zhang ran over first and shouted, "Xiao Chang, someone is looking for you!"

Chang An twisted his wheelchair and turned around, at first he was still standing behind Sister Zhang, but he was tall, revealing half of his burly body, beige thick cotton clothes, khaki scarf, and a small suitcase in his hand.

Standing on the steps.

Chang An raised his hand to cover his mouth, incredible, incredible, like a dream, but the man a few meters away put down the box and walked towards her, the cold wind gusted, he did not move, walked in front of Chang An, and took away her hand covering his mouth.

"Chang An..." white qi exhaled from his mouth, his voice was slightly deep and slightly hoarse.

Chang An's eyes were wet all of a sudden.

Sister Zhang had actually guessed who the man was coming, looked at it for a while, and left.

Chang An frowned and slowly eased his breath after a while before asking, "Why did you come here suddenly? Because of the text message I sent you last night?"

Zhou Yan shook her head and pulled away the hair that was stuck in the corner of her mouth by the wind, "No, I was supposed to come, and I didn't see your message until I got off the plane." ”

Chang An didn't know what to say for a while, but Zhou Wei had already bowed down and half-squatted in front of the wheelchair.

He said, "Grandma, I'm Zhou Wei. ”

Zhou Wei's sudden appearance almost washed away Chang An's reason, in fact, she had been here alone for more than a week, and she was on the verge of collapse, and now she finally came to someone, but this kind of taste was not pleasant, because the person who came was Zhou Wei, as if she fell from the sky and smashed down.

After a simple greeting, the old lady was pushed to the room by Sister Zhang, and she was awake for so long.

I took medicine, got an injection, and fell asleep again in a daze.

It's already getting dark outside.

The nanny disappeared in amusement, Chang An calmed down, and had to settle the person first.

There are no more spare rooms on the first floor, they are all occupied by nurses and nannies, and they can only go up to the second floor.

Decades old bungalows, with wooden floors everywhere, and shoes clattering on them.

Chang An took Zhou Wei to the leftmost guest room on the second floor, pushed the door open, and there was a burst of teak fragrance.

"Let's put the box here. ”

Zhou Wei went in, turned around, the house was very large, the black wood painted bed, the window was facing the garden, he put down the suitcase, took off his scarf and cotton clothes, and left only a thin navy blue sweater, turned around, held the back of the chair next to him with one hand, and just wanted to speak, Chang An grabbed the white first, "After more than ten hours on the plane, I guess you are also tired, take a rest, I will let people come up and call you when I eat at noon!"

threw a sentence and left, leaving Zhou with a helpless face.

He took a break and went downstairs, the hall was quiet, the room where Xue Wenxiu lived was south, and there was a faint sound of talking, listening to the nanny chatting, looking around, but I didn't see Chang An.

The room is quite large, he is not familiar with it, twists and turns, and finally walked into a side hall, the hall is very large, floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides, old-fashioned wooden frame window lattices, the glass is framed into a small square shape, but it does not affect the eye, from the window to look out, a large courtyard, this season the grass is yellow, but the surrounding planting of podocarpus and pan ashamed are lush and lush, the lawn is against the main building side of the two vigorous plane trees, under the swing swing chair, and the chair sat a person, red tassel shawl, loose white long wool skirt, in front of the easel, and she sat on the swinging chair, one leg on tiptoe, the other leg hung on the ground, painting。

Zhou Wei was fascinated.

Nearly half a month of separation, he didn't call her, nor did he send a message> at first he was still angry in his heart, he didn't like to coax women, he felt that women would be pampered and arrogant, and he didn't like to chase women, he didn't have the patience and energy, plus he was sick again, so he didn't contact Chang An a few days ago, but as time went by, he found that some emotions were changing.

At the end of the year, the work at hand has come to an end, projects have been stopped, the employees at the bottom of the three days and two people come to take leave, to rush back for the New Year, and he began to not have to work overtime, every night after returning to Changhe, he felt very empty, until Liu Shulan called him and asked when he would go home for dinner on Chinese New Year's Eve, he did not react.

He felt that he had to come to London, and that it would be good to take a look at it anyway.

Fortunately, I had planned a trip to London before, so the visa had already been done, and I booked a ticket online, almost without delay, and packed a few bags and rushed over.

All the way, he felt that his heart was flying, for so many years, at this age, he was still like a stunned young man, until he was led into the house by the nurse and saw the woman, he felt that his heart had been empty for more than half a month before he landed.

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and he answered.

"Hey..."

"Brother, where are you, it's almost time to eat, why can't you come over?"

Zhou Wei looked at the woman painting outside the window and replied, "I'm in London." ”

"What?"

"I'm in London!" Zhou repeated, in a louder voice, "I told my grandfather before I came, and they didn't tell you?"

After that, it seemed that the other side gasped twice, and the phone hung up.

Zhou Wei put away his phone, pushed open a door next to him and walked towards the swing.

London is also cold this season, the temperature fluctuates around 3 degrees, but it is not as damp as Yunling, when the shoes are stepping on the grass, the grass clippings are flying, and the air is a little grass and wood.

He walked all the way to Chang An's side.

Chang An had actually noticed that someone was coming, after all, there was no shelter around the courtyard, but he ignored it.

Zhou Wei glanced at her sketchpad and only drew a rough outline.

"Do you mind?" he pulled out his cigarette.

Chang An was still staring at the paper, "It's up to you outside!"

Zhou Wei took a cigarette and lit it, took a puff, and slowly the smoky smell came out, Chang An frowned.

He asked, "What are you drawing?"

She replied, "I don't know!"

The day was just talked to death by her.

Zhou Wei was bored, and made persistent efforts, "Do you have time in the afternoon, why don't we..."

Chang An suddenly raised his head and glanced at it lightly, "Don't you have to get jet lag?"

Zhou Wei: "......"

He stood there awkwardly for a moment, took two more puffs of his cigarette, and walked away in silence.

At noon, the nanny sat down and served it directly to the restaurant, and there was no one else in the house, just Chang An and Zhou Wei, simple British dishes, beef, baked potatoes, cheese toast, and a vegetable salad, the taste was average, Chang An didn't eat much, and put a knife and fork to deal with it.

Zhou Wei had clearly felt her coldness from the moment she entered the door, and she glanced at her, "Finished eating?"

"Well, you eat slowly. She got up and was about to go out again, but when she passed by Zhou Wei's side, he pinched her wrist again.

"Wait!"

Chang An didn't struggle, let him pinch himself, "I know what you want to talk to me about, but can you talk about it in a few days, I'm not in the mood right now." After saying that, he pumped his hand, turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

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