"Aunt Yang, what's wrong with my dad? Did something happen to him? ”

As soon as she got in the car, Song Miaomiao couldn't wait to ask, her little face full of anxiety.

During the winter vacation, Song Weitian looked at his daughter with a heavy heart, depressed, and thought about taking her out for a trip and relaxing.

The father and daughter finally had some time to get together and spent a happy Spring Festival together, but the day after the Spring Festival, Song Weitian rushed back to Nanning by plane that night because of urgent matters.

Who would have thought that in just a few days, Song Miaomiao received a call from Aunt Yang, saying that Song Weitian's condition was not very good, and asked Song Miaomiao to come back quickly.

But there was no plane to Nanning that day, Song Miaomiao was worried all night, and it was not until today that she hurriedly came over when she took the earliest plane to Nanning.

"Miao Miao, promise me, you must be calm."

Aunt Yang appeased Song Miaomiao.

"Aunt Yang, tell me, what's wrong with my dad." Song Miaomiao's eyes were red, and crystal tears swirled in her eyes, "You said that my dad is in the hospital, is my dad sick with something?" Just tell me! ”

Aunt Yang sighed, with sadness in her eyes: "I'm afraid your father doesn't have much time." ”

The news was like five thunderbolts, which made Song Miaomiao stunned all of a sudden.

Immediately, unstoppable tears slipped down her face as if they were about to be connected into a silk thread.

"Aunt Yang, what is my dad's illness? He was fine a few days ago, why did he suddenly become like this? Song Miaomiao cried bitterly.

Song Miaomiao couldn't believe that just a few days ago, her father, who was still traveling around with her, laughing happily, praying and praying for blessings, and talking for a long time, had such a serious illness and was on the verge of death!

When I think of those fond memories. The scene of the father and daughter laughing, Song Miaomiao couldn't hold back her tears.

"Cry, cry all the tears, and then talk to your father later." Aunt Yang was lonely and gloomy.

Aunt Yang is the younger sister of Song Weitian's wife.

Since the death of Song Weitian's wife, Aunt Yang has been entrusted to take care of Song Weitian, and for so many years, Aunt Yang has long been full of charm for this mature man, who always flashes a pair of wise eyes and is gentle and elegant.

But she just buried her feelings in the bottom of her heart and liked it silently.

When she knows someone she likes. When she had such a serious illness and was about to die soon, Aunt Yang broke down and cried, and the tears on her face could not be wiped clean.

The current Song Miaomiao, just like Aunt Yang who heard the news at that time, was shrouded in sadness, and tears were the best way to vent.

Soon, the car drove to the front of Nanning First Hospital.

Under the leadership of Aunt Yang, Song Miaomiao met her father.

In the best wards. To receive the best treatment, there are as many as five attending doctors in charge.

But even so, it still couldn't make his condition improve in the slightest.

"Dad!"

Through the window, Song Miaomiao saw lying on the hospital bed. His face was pale, his eyes were dark, sunken, and his father Song Weitian was sluggish and weak.

Song Miaomiao's tears couldn't help falling again.

She couldn't believe it. The man who always has a confident smile on his face, even if something big happens in front of him, he never changes his face. It's going to be the weak it looks like today.

In the ward, Ah Niu stood silently aside, bowing his head, refusing to leave Song Weitian three meters away.

When Song Weitian was sent to the ward, the doctor asked unrelated people to leave, but Ah Niu was unwilling to leave and insisted on staying by Song Weitian's side.

No matter how the doctors try to drive them away, all the good things they say will not work.

From Song Weitian to the present, for three days and two nights, Ah Niu has been standing there, like a sculpture, motionless, not eating or drinking, silently guarding Song Weitian.

Song Miaomiao's voice made Ah Niu's body tremble slightly, and he slowly raised his head and saw Song Miaomiao outside the window of the ward.

In Ah Niu's eyes, there was joy, comfort, and sadness.

Gently opening the door, Song Miaomiao walked into the ward step by step.

She covered her mouth, tears couldn't stop flowing down, but she gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound, for fear of waking up Song Weitian, who was sleeping.

Maybe the father and daughter had an electrocardiogram, and when Song Miaomiao walked to Song Weitian's bed, Song Weitian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Miao Miao." Song Weitian saw Song Miaomiao at a glance, a loving smile appeared on his pale face, this smile Song Miaomiao was very familiar with, and whenever Song Weitian felt that he was busy with affairs and could not accompany Song Miaomiao, he would show this smile before.

There is apology, guilt in the smile, and more importantly, the father's love for his daughter.

"Dad!" Song Miaomiao grabbed Song Weitian's palm, pressed it against her face, and her eyes were full of tears, "Why are you sick?" You were fine the other day, why did you suddenly get sick? ”

"Miao Miao, this is not a serious illness, Dad is fine." Song Weitian smiled, but as soon as he finished speaking, it caused a rapid cough, and Ah Niu on the side hurriedly came over and handed him a handkerchief, Song Weitian covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and when he finally stopped coughing, the handkerchief was already stained with blood.

"Dad! What the hell is wrong with you! Song Miaomiao saw all of this very really, and the shocking blood made Song Miaomiao's eyes glow with horror.

"Wei Tian, tell her the truth, she is an adult, you should tell her the truth." Aunt Yang sighed.

"The truth, advanced lung cancer, what truth can there be." Song Weitian smiled bitterly.

"Cancer...... Cancer! The blood on Song Miaomiao's face faded in an instant, her eyes trembled, and she was trembling even when she spoke, "Dad!" ”

Song Miaomiao threw herself into Song Weitian's arms and cried bitterly.

There is no cure for cancer, there is no cure.

And it's an advanced cancer, basically no different from a dead person.

Although Song Miaomiao had vaguely guessed that this would be the end, the moment Song Weitian said it himself, Song Miaomiao still couldn't accept such a huge blow.

The person who has been with her for more than ten years, watched her grow up since she was a child, cared for her, and cared for her...... I'm going to leave her!

Song Miaomiao couldn't accept this fact.

"Miao Miao, don't cry, be strong." Song Weitian said softly.

The more Song Weitian persuaded him, the more sad Song Miaomiao's heart became, and the louder she cried.

Song Weitian smiled helplessly. looked at Aunt Yang: "Didn't you say don't tell her, I just don't want to see her cry so sadly, she has never cried so much since she was a child." ”

"It's the way she grows, and sooner or later she'll have to accept that." Aunt Yang looked at Song Weitian deeply, "While there is still time, don't leave regrets for yourself." ”

Song Weitian was silent, looked down at Song Miaomiao, who was crying bitterly, and did not speak.

At this time, the door to the ward was opened. A doctor with a Chinese character face walked in with several attending physicians.

"I still haven't hidden it." The doctor took out a CT scan, looked at it twice, and frowned.

"I already know, if you have anything to say, just say it." Song Weitian chuckled, "Anyway, no matter how bad the situation is, it's not much worse." ”

The doctor looked at Song Weitian and put the CT film in front of him: "I'm afraid the situation is a little worse than you imagined." ”

"Dr. Yuan, what's wrong?" Aunt Yang's heart tightened, and she picked up the CT film and looked at it carefully.

"Your cancer cells are spreading faster than I thought they would. The last time I said you had three months to live, I had to take it back. Dr. Yuan said solemnly, "You are the most, I'm afraid you won't survive this month." ”

"Doctor! How so. Now that medical technology is so advanced and can create so many miracles, why can't it save him? Even if he can't be saved, let him continue his life! Aunt Yang's body trembled. Asked with red eyes.

"It seems that modern medical technology is developed, but the reality is more cruel than what you see." Dr. Yuan sighed. "In this world, a new type of disease will be discovered almost every day, some of which can be cured through clinical research and a large number of experiments, but some will be listed as a terminal disease and there is no cure."

"I told you before that your lung cancer was discovered too late and missed the best time for treatment, and now even if you try your best to save it, I'm afraid it can only be ...... Futile. ”

Dr. Yuen's words made everyone fall into an ice cave.

"Okay, I got it." Song Weitian nodded and smiled.

Among all of them, Song Weitian is the most calm, obviously he is the person concerned, and his life is short, but from Song Weitian, he can't see the slightest fear, as if he is not the one who has cancer.

"Take advantage of this time, spend more time with your family, and don't leave too many regrets." After Dr. Yuan explained, he turned around and left the ward with the attending physicians.

"Dad! I don't want you to die! I want you to come back to life, you don't want to die! ”

Dr. Yuan's words undoubtedly made things worse and made Song Miaomiao even more desperate.

Song Weitian gently patted Song Miaomiao's shoulder, and finally sighed.

Song Weitian has always known that his body is deteriorating, although he usually seems to be fine, no different from ordinary people, and even healthier.

But in fact, his body is getting worse day by day.

But he chose to hide it.

Treatment is a long process, and the Song family at that time was not as strong as it is today, so he had to do it himself.

Between the Song family and life, Song Weitian chose the former.

Even if he gave up his life, he wanted the Song family to rise, at least to gain a firm foothold in Nanning.

Now he did, but he didn't have a chance to enjoy it any more, and his illness got worse and worse, so severe that he felt dizzy and weak in his limbs when he walked on the road, and he fainted on the spot.

"At least...... There's still a month, isn't it? Song Weitian looked out the window, the bright sunshine, and felt that everything was not so cold.

―――

The next day, the junior year of high school started.

Early in the morning, Zuo Yan took a grass-headed Lamborghini to the school gate.

Although Nanning No. 1 Middle School has gathered countless powerful and wealthy people, there are still only a handful of people who can afford to buy three million sports cars.

The appearance of this Lamborghini has undoubtedly caused a lot of shock and attracted many eyes.

"Grass, can't you keep a little low-key?"

Zuo Yan listened to the surprised cries of students and parents in his ears, and he didn't have a good air.

"Speak as if you're low-key!" Caotou glanced at Zuoyan, "I said that your family also has a sports car worth 13 million, so you put it at home, ready to keep it for your 80th birthday?" ”

"That's right, I should also get a driver's license, I'll call Brother Niu later, he can eat well in Nanning, there should be a way." Zuo Yan nodded.

Caotou and Zuo Yan got out of the car very pretendedly, without squinting, and walked towards the teaching building.

"Ah Yan, how is my hairstyle? You alright? ”

"Yes, but I'm not as handsome, look at my pace, it's about the same as a professional male model, and the return rate is 100%!"

The two of them approached, seemingly walking forward in a chic manner, but secretly discussing how to pretend to be forced.

Back in the classroom, the classroom was full of buzz.

Everyone has not yet recovered from the joyous atmosphere of the New Year, and they are eager to play for a few more days, but the cruel reality makes them have to choose to go back to school and study hard.

"Zuo Yan, grass head!"

Li Chenguang saw Zuo Yan and Caotou, and took the initiative to come forward to say hello, "How is it, is there a big harvest for the New Year?" ”

"Great! Of course it's big! The grass eyebrows fluttered, and he began to tell his legendary story to others.

Since the blind date with Cheng Yuling's mother and daughter that day, although there is no follow-up, Caotou has found that he has a great talent for storytelling.

So he simply compiled a complete set of legendary stories about himself from the he had boasted about in those years, and said it once when he caught a person, so that one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and sooner or later his reputation would spread far and wide.

"This guy ......" Zuo Yan glanced at the grass and returned to his seat to tidy up his belongings.

Take out the textbooks, exercise books, test papers, and pens in your school bag one by one and place them on the table.

Subconsciously, Zuo Yan glanced at Chen Jinyu's original position.

When he saw the empty seat, he couldn't help but pause.

"Alas......" sighed in a low voice, thinking that he could have a vigorous high school love, but this was the beginning and the end.

"This is also a good thing for Jinyu, and she won't have to worry about others bullying her in the future." Zuo Yan said to himself while cleaning up.

As time went on, the rest of the students arrived.

The classroom became very lively, and the people who just listened to the grass head tell the legend gathered in a circle.

"Why didn't Pepper come?"

Glancing back, Song Miaomiao's empty seat made Zuo Yan wonder.

In Zuo Yan's impression, although Song Miaomiao has a strong personality and is often self-centered, she is a particularly punctual person, no matter how windy or rainy, she is never late for school.

Today is the start of school, and the school time is already later than usual, with Song Miaomiao's character, it should have arrived a long time ago, why didn't he come now?

"Forget it, anyway, this little pepper has the support of her father, even if she is absent from school, she is justifiable, so Li Tengfei doesn't dare to trouble her!"

Zuo Yan turned around and began to play with his mobile phone by himself.

Not long after, the head teacher Li Tengfei walked into the classroom in a hurry, and the students hurriedly returned to their seats.

At the beginning of the third year of high school, the head teacher will come to a "pledge meeting", also known as the "encouragement meeting", which is actually to tell various inspirational stories and tell students how miserable it will be if they fail to make the list, so as to stimulate students' enthusiasm for learning. (To be continued.) )