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After Mo Jingnian came out of his home, he went straight to Jingqiu Lake.

The scenery around Jingqiu Lake is beautiful, but it will inevitably look a little bleak in winter. The leaves are withered and yellow, the fallen leaves return to the roots, the branches are bare, and the breeze blows through the surface of Jingqiu Lake, waving layers of microwaves.

After Mo Jingnian came to Jingqiu Lake, he saw that Buchen had not yet come, so he sat down on the wooden bench by the lake, looking at the layers of microwaves that swayed on the lake from time to time.

He is fourteen years old this year, his face is more delicate than that of a girl, his face is tough, and he has a preliminary taste of a little man.

This has nothing to do with his experience.

He grew up in an ordinary family, his adoptive father and adoptive mother died young, and only one grandfather depended on him. Grandpa was not in good health and could not do heavy work, so all the affairs of the family fell on him, and he shouldered the heavy responsibility of surviving a broken family.

He did a lot of work, collecting medicine, striking iron, working as a sparring partner, hunting......

He did everything he could, in order to support a family, in order to cure his grandfather's illness, he was willing.

Fortunately, although he is young, he still has a lot of strength, and he can support it.

It's just that it's not a matter after all!

Not long ago, he found out that he was also sick, so he went to Dr. Ye in the town to take a look, and he didn't find out anything, but the headache has become more and more serious recently.

This is accompanied by a loss of strength, a lack of body, and often feelings of weakness and dizziness.

He didn't dare to tell his grandfather, he had to grit his teeth and insist, for the sake of his grandfather and for himself, he had to persevere.

It's just that recently, he feels more and more powerless, and this time he came out about Buchen, just in case.

Buchen is his good friend, entrusting his grandfather's affairs to Buchen, he can rest assured, but he is going to suffer Buchen!

There was a rush of footsteps in the distance, and Buchen was coming.

When he saw Mo Jingnian, he walked quickly to Mo Jingnian, and said with an anxious expression: "Brother Mo, there is something to do when I come out this time, I'm late, I'm sorry!" ”

"It's okay, there's no hurry!" Mo Jingnian invited Buchen to sit down, and then asked with concern: "What's the matter temporarily?" It doesn't matter, right? ”

"It's okay! Don't worry! Buchen shook his head, looked at Mo Jingnian, and said with concern: "Brother Mo, what is your body's business......"

Speaking of this, he didn't continue, he knew about Mo Jingnian, but he didn't know how to speak.

"My body is getting worse and worse!" Mo Jingnian sighed, with a faint smile on his face, and said freely: "In a short time, I may have to say goodbye to this earthly world, and I am really a little reluctant!" ”

"What!" Buchen stood up from the bench, and this surprise was extraordinary: "How is it possible?" Brother Mo, don't scare me. ”

"What do you scare you for? Sitting down and talking, it's not a big deal, it's a fuss. Mo Jingnian glanced at Buchen and said casually.

"Brother Mo, you can really sit still! Isn't it a big deal if it's all like this? Buchen didn't sit down, he was very speechless to Mo Jingnian in his heart, his brother is really a bit unusual.

"Sit down and talk!" Mo Jingnian sat down and said earnestly: "Brother Mo, after I leave, you help take care of Grandpa, I will believe you!" ”

"No, Brother Mo, you ......" Buchen promised for a while, and then said dejectedly: "Okay! ”

"So...... I'm relieved! Mo Jing sighed, this time he came out about Buchen, he had a lot to say, but in the end, he didn't say a few words, so it ended hastily.

"Alright, there you go! I want to be alone and quiet. Mo Jing stroked his forehead young, and a burst of pain appeared in his mind.

"Brother Mo, ...... you" Buchen stood up, wanting to speak again and again, his heart was full of worries about Mo Jingnian.

"Go ahead! Don't say more! Mo Jingnian waved his hand and motioned for Buchen to leave.

"Good...... All right! Brother Mo, I'm leaving, you have to pay attention to your body! Buchen was helpless, turned around in three steps, and walked away.

After Buchen left, perhaps letting go of the long-standing pressure in his heart, the pain in Mo Jingnian's mind became more and more intense, and he curled up on the recliner in pain. After that, the strength of the body was suddenly drained, and it became difficult to even move.

"Am I going to die?"

Thinking like this, he quieted down, lay flat on the bench, looked at the bare willow tree above his head, and felt very much like himself, all so bleak, so lonely!

I haven't had time to bloom, I haven't gone to the outside world to see, just like that, I don't know whether it's white or not, I don't know what to call death, it's really a bit ironic.

The pain in his mind was even more intense, and he didn't have time to think about anything more, his eyes went dark, and he fainted.

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