Every day, she sat on the bedside of Grandma Qu and watched with desperate eyes as those different potions were injected into her body in the last years of her life, she forced herself to lose her thoughts, not to think about what Grandma Qu was going to face, not to think about what she was going to face, sometimes, she really wanted herself and her grandmother to be in the hospital day by day, even if Grandma was in a coma, but it was a living person with breathing and temperature.

Lying on the sofa next to her, she stared at the ceiling with wide eyes in the night, pulled the corners of her mouth and said: God, you see, my request is really small and small, I just hope that my grandmother can live, just fine.

A few days later, the moment Grandma Qu opened her eyes and woke up, Yixuan was reaching out and gently combing her grandmother's gray hair with a comb that she had not taken care of in the hospital for several days.

It took a while for her cloudy gaze to gradually become clearer, and she smiled when she looked at Yixuan's eyes looking at her: "Girl, why are you crying?"

Yixuan touched the tears on her face and squeezed out a smile: "I didn't cry, I'm happy." ”

"Girl, grandma hasn't read any books and can't understand any big truths, but I see you, you just care too much about other people's feelings and forget to take care of yourself, so you will have a hard time. Girl, people, sometimes you have to liberate yourself by yourself, don't you say?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to see Huan Yatou, don't tell her, please help me take good care of her in the future." "At this point, I was already gasping for breath and couldn't continue.

Just stretched out a hand that was rough like old bark and gently rubbed the tears that kept flowing down Yixuan's face: "Girl, send me home." ”

Yixuan wiped her tears and nodded, she knew that her grandmother didn't want to leave in this cold hospital room.

She, who was so painful that she couldn't afford to drive her grandmother home, called Ling Hui, and when she connected, she heard the sound of the siren honking and the noise of chaos coming clearly through the phone, and before she could speak, she heard Ling Hui say: "I'll go out of the scene, I'll call you later." ”

Before she could hum the word "um" out of her nose, the phone had already hung up.

Glancing at her grandmother who had fallen asleep again, Yixuan called Ouyang Jing: "Jing, I need your help." When he finished speaking, he burst into tears.

In less than half an hour, Ouyang Jing arrived, and Qiao Zhengyu came with her.

As soon as they met, Ouyang Jing hugged her and asked, "Why don't you tell us?"

One sentence made Yixuan's red and swollen eyes re-covered with tears, but there was no time to cry in grief, the three of them assisted in carrying grandma into the car, Qiao Zhengyu drove, and Yixuan sat in the back seat and kept holding grandma in her arms.

Sending grandma home, the villagers who rushed to the scene silently followed behind them, and Ah Huang, who came up, seemed to have a sense with the old master, and after everyone put the grandmother who fell into a coma again on the bed, it lay on the side of the grandmother's bed with tears in its eyes, and let people reprimand and shout without leaving half a step.

With the help of the village chief and the villagers, Yixuan kept preparing the materials for her grandmother's death.

In the meantime, she urged Ouyang Jing and Qiao Zhengyu to go back first, and after the two discussed, Qiao Zhengyu went back first if he wanted to catch up with the progress of the set, and Ouyang Jing stayed with Yixuan.

Grandma Qu stopped breathing in a coma in the early morning of the next day, and Yixuan also had a trace of comfort in the severe pain, once as a doctor, she had seen too many people who left in the painful torture of illness, but fortunately, Grandma Qu walked peacefully and did not suffer too much.

Grandma Qu's aftermath was carried out in an orderly manner with the help of the villagers, Yixuan stayed up all night to keep vigil for her grandmother as her granddaughter, and Ouyang Jing accompanied her every step of the way.

The unscrupulous crying for days made Yixuan's brain in chaos, and it was only when he bumped into Ouyang Jing's concerned eyes every time he blinked his eyes that he felt a glimmer of relief from the pain everywhere.

On the third day, when sending Grandma Qu's ashes to the cemetery, Yixuan couldn't hold it anymore and fainted, but in a moment, she woke up from Ouyang Jing's arms and said to her with a wry smile: "How dare I fall asleep at such a moment." ”

Seeing that the lid of the tomb was closed little by little, and the cement sealed the gaps around it, Yixuan thought that one day in the future, when he was sealed between these square inches, who would be the person standing in front of the tombstone staring at the photos on the monument like this?

After returning from the cemetery, Yixuan cheered up and finished the final thank-you banquet, entrusted her grandmother's house and Ah Huang to the villagers, and quietly left with Ouyang Jing.

Ouyang Jing sent her to the hotel, drove away Ouyang Jing, who was not at ease, she closed the door and slept for two days and two nights, and when she woke up, she found that it was Yuxuan's wedding a week later.

Silently packing up everything, she went out during the lunch break, Yu Xuan's office and room doors were closed, her eyes swept over his room, and she left without stopping.

When she walked out of the hotel door, she found that it was raining in the sky at some point, and she looked up and let the cold raindrops hit her face, which made her chaotic brain wake up for a moment.

Stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, came to the pastry shop, chose a window seat and sat down, asked for a pot of rose tea, and held his head to look sideways at the raindrops outside the glass wall around him, stretching downstream.

She just sat in a daze, doing nothing, just to watch the rain in the sky and listen carefully to the sound of a rain.

I didn't sit for long, during which a waiter came to refill the pot with water, in fact, she didn't drink a sip of water, but there was a candle flame under the pot that had been boiling flower tea, and after a long time, the water in the pot gradually dried up, just like the sadness in her eyes and tears, after a long time, it will dry up and fade away.

Today's Yu Xuan was a little uneasy, he opened the drawer and took out the old mobile phone inside again, opened it, clicked on the message and looked at the text messages confused.

I'm done in fifteen minutes, what about you, what do you want to eat tonight?

I'll be over right away, and it's up to you what you want to eat.

Tomorrow morning there is a meeting, I still won't attend, do you remember to remind the customer service department of the security check at night.

Okay, good night.

Did you sleep? I seem to have insomnia.

I'm coming to accompany you?

No, you have an important meeting tomorrow, so I'll just get up and drink a glass of milk.

I've come to your door, don't get up, I'll give you hot milk.

……

This old phone was found in a drawer in his office, and although he was very unfamiliar with it, it was not difficult to guess that it belonged to his original self from the calls and messages he had made inside.

Soon after reuniting with Zhu Lin, he bought a new mobile phone and changed it to a new phone number, and later after seeing this mobile phone, he hid it carefully, very afraid that one day Zhu Lin would be jealous when he saw the original information in this mobile phone.

It's just that what he can't figure out is why there are a large number of interactive text messages between himself and Yixuan in the message column, the last one is from more than a year ago, and he hasn't received any text messages since.