After a week in the hospital, Xie Linlang moved back to his villa near the sea.

Xie Linglong objected in every way, but how could she control Xie Linlang, not to mention, even if Xie Linlang couldn't walk, there were still a large group of loyal bodyguards around her.

After returning home, Xie Linlang was in a much happier mood, and his face, which was originally as pale as paper, was a little more bloody.

Xie Linlang had been in charge of the family business before, and when she became ill, these affairs were naturally handed over to Xie Linglong.

The parents of the two sisters wanted to come back to see their daughter, but Xie Linlang refused, saying that she just wanted to spend her last days quietly by herself.

The family affection has always been weak, and Xie Linlang does not need her parents to give her any hospice care.

Fortunately, the two old men respected Xie Linlang's wishes, and really stopped calling.

How long is there, Xie Linglong doesn't know, and Xie Linlang doesn't know either.

Someone in the family had Xie Linlang's disease, and she carefully checked the diagnosis and treatment records and various materials, which was a terminal disease that was more difficult to cure than cancer.

If you stay in the hospital and have tubes inserted all over your body every day, you may be able to survive for a while, but it will not be too long, at most five years, three or three years.

Five years, three years?

No, she can't stand it for a year, half a year.

She hates living without dignity, she hates living without freedom.

It is better to die than to be free.

"Sister, are you awake?"

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Xie Linglong walked in with a thermos box.

Sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the white marble floor, and Xie Linlang is sitting in a wheelchair, looking aimlessly at the blue sea and blue sky outside the window.

Xie Linglong's voice interrupted her thoughts, she pursed her lips and smiled, snorting slightly: "It's almost night, I can't get up yet, isn't it a pig?"

"It's true, it's me who lost track of time. Sister, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry yet. Why, can't wait to feed me? If you continue like this, I'm afraid you'll be fat. ”

"That's for the best. ”

Xie Linglong winked at Xie Linlang.

"You......"

Xie Linlang showed a helpless expression.

Xie Linglong smiled, in a very good mood.

Seeing Xie Linlang talking and laughing freely, her hanging heart finally fell.

She was most afraid that Xie Linlang would be emotionally unstable and do something stupid, but now it seems that everything is fine.

Putting the insulated box on the dining table in the living room, Xie Linglong walked to Xie Linlang's side and looked out the window with her.

From here, it's like a painting.

The golden sunlight shone over the sea in the distance, the sky and the sea were connected, and the occasional seagull flew swiftly in the air.

“ I leave no trace of wings in the air, but I am glad I have had my flight.”

Xie Linlang suddenly muttered.

Xie Linglong felt a pain in her heart, and wanted to say something, she moved her lips, but she couldn't say anything.

There is no point in comforting.

She is her older sister. She is Xie Linlang.

For Xie Linlang, any words of comfort are useless.

She didn't need anyone's comfort, including hers.

The two were silent for a long time, and Xie Linlang turned her head and smiled at her.

"Linglong, I'm hungry. ”

"Good. ”

Xie Linglong was relieved, immediately walked to the dining table, opened the insulated bag, and took out the food inside.

Xie Linlang drove her wheelchair towards the dining table by herself, and just smelling the fragrance, she couldn't help laughing: "It's so fragrant." What did you do today?"

"Nothing, just some home-cooked dishes. ”

Xie Linglong said modestly.

"Since it's all home-cooked dishes, why don't you let the cook cook them at home? Now that you're the head of the Xie family, don't you know how precious your time is?"

Xie Linlang quipped, "Let the cook do it next time, so as not to waste your time, Linglong, these hands of yours shouldn't do this kind of thing yourself." ”

"Cooking for your family is a waste of time. ”

Xie Linglong shook her head and said disapprovingly: "Sister, do you remember? When we were children, we never ate even once cooked by our father or mother. ”

Xie Linlang was stunned, and a complicated look crossed her face.

"Hmm...... In memory, it is true that there has never been. ”

"They are always very busy, they don't have time to cook for us, even if it's just a breakfast. Their time needs to be spent on making money or spending money or socializing. ”

Xie Linglong's long eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her voice was slightly raised, as if these memories had caused her to fluctuate violently.

"They hired the most expensive cooks to cook for us, and we had all kinds of food, but we never knew what it was like to cook for our families. ”

Speaking of this, Xie Linglong smiled bitterly: "Once, I was sitting in the car and happened to see a shop outside the window, the name was 'Mother's Taste', I was very surprised at the time, I was thinking all the way, what kind of taste is Mother's taste?"

Xie Linlang was also curious: "Mother's taste?"

"Then I canceled the meeting I was going to that day and drove alone to find the store. ”

Xie Linlang raised her eyebrows and smiled: "This thing is really interesting, so, have you found it?"

"Found it. ”

"How? Is it what you imagined it to taste like?"

She asked expectantly.

Xie Linglong shook her head slightly: "No." ”

"Why, isn't it delicious?"

"I don't know. I think, most importantly, I have never had the opportunity to taste the 'taste of mother', how can I feel the 'taste of mother' as defined by others?"

Xie Linglong said abruptly.

“……”

Xie Linlang was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "You're right. I don't think I'll ever know what 'mommy' is in my life. ”

"Sister......

Thinking that Xie Linlang's time was short, Xie Linglong's eyes were filled with tears.

She rarely showed her emotions in front of her sister in the past, and she once hated her sister's existence, because her sister was always better than herself, and she could never defeat her sister in the true sense, but now-

She would rather be unknown for the rest of her life, and only be "Xie Linlang's sister" in other people's mouths for the rest of her life.

Other people's eyes don't matter at all.

"Don't be like that, Linglong, it's not like you. ”

Xie Linlang shook his head and said, "I remember when you were a child, you were a tomboy, and you set off Cheng Feng's kid like a little girl." Why is it so sentimental now?"

Xie Linglong sniffed, trying to restrain her tears.

Xie Linlang looked at Xie Linglong's appearance and couldn't help laughing: "Should you fall in love and become a little woman?"

"Ah...... Is there one?"

Xie Linlang said casually, but it made Xie Linglong fall into deep thought.

Thinking about it carefully, after being with Cheng Feng, he has indeed become softer and softer.

It wasn't like this before.

I don't know why, but now I have a sense of dependence on Cheng Feng.

I clearly know in my heart that Cheng Feng himself hasn't grown up yet, and he is still a young master who is not very successful, but ......

Thinking of Cheng Feng staying outside his sister's ward all night long, Xie Linglong couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart.

The corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously.

Xie Linlang looked at her sister with a smile, maybe Linglong didn't know that her makeup and temperament were quietly changing.

In the past, Xie Linglong liked to wear a flaming red lip style that was more European and American, her hair was meticulous, and she liked to wear a Chanel suit and seven-centimeter high heels on weekdays.

She is so delicate and glamorous, like a flawless and unapproachable work of art.

To be precise, Xie Linglong in the past was very similar to Xie Linlang herself in many places.

Xie Linlang does not deny that most of the time, she is also that kind of image.

Perhaps, the change of my sister comes from the power of love.

It's a pity that I don't have such an opportunity to experience what it's like to be a little woman.

Xie Linlang lowered her head, a hint of gloom crossed her eyes, but soon, she smiled again.

"Linglong, when are you going to have a wedding?"

"What...... wedding?!"

Xie Linglong was taken aback.

Although he had wanted to marry Cheng Feng before, Cheng Feng had always been reluctant.

During this time, Cheng Feng was much better to herself, of course she was very happy in her heart, but her sister's illness made her really unable to enjoy love with peace of mind.

Not to mention...... Cheng Feng's pity and care for himself began after his sister fell ill.

Xie Linglong felt inexplicably guilty about her sister, as if her love was fulfilled by her sister's illness.

She didn't like it.

If she had to choose between her sister's health and her own love, she thought, she would give up her love.

My sister is the only relative in this family who cares about her and cares about her, and she has the same blood as her, and has a face similar to hers-

My sister shouldn't have left her.

She can accept Cheng Feng's departure, anyway, for so many years, she has never really gotten it, however, she can't accept her sister's departure.

"Yes, your wedding. ”

Xie Linlang said gently: "Linglong, you are not too young, it's time to get married." ”

"No, I'm going to wait until my sister's illness is cured before I get married. ”

Xie Linglong helped Xie Linlang put the soup in the thermos box and sent it to her, watching her drink it, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"Stupid or not? My illness ...... It couldn't be better. ”

Xie Linlang took a sip of soup and said very easily, as if talking about the weather.

But Xie Linglong couldn't be as easy as her.

Xie Linglong, who can be happy in front of anyone, was so sad that her whole face and whole person collapsed because of Xie Linlang's casual words at this moment.

She wanted to cry.

Lately, I've been feeling this craving, and I seem to be ready to cry at any time.

I have to admit that as she gets older, she becomes more and more dependent on the only existence in front of her that can be called "family".

Without her sister, she doesn't know where she will go from here.

It's ridiculous that I used to compare myself with my sister everywhere, for fear of falling behind, which is really naïve.

There was a knot in her chest, and tears might have been better if she had fallen, but in front of her sister, she couldn't cry anymore.

She knew that her sister didn't want to see her tears.