There are few pedestrians on the campus of Ninghai University in winter.

Nan Qiaomu held the thick lesson plan and walked alone on the quiet and bleak path of the campus, the cold wind blew, and it was bitter, Nan Qiaomu raised his collar, and his slender body still felt a chill.

On such a cold day, I wonder if he is wearing the new sweater he bought for him yesterday? Quietly put it on the bed in his room when he left in the morning, he should be able to see it when he wakes up, right?

Get along day and night for a full twenty years, every stage of Nan Qiaomu's life is shown in Ye Huan's eyes, from naïve to young, from ignorance to maturity, a jar of wine buried in the soil for 20 years, it can already be regarded as a peerless wine, what about 20 years of feelings?

The secret that has been buried in my heart for many years has been slowly fermenting, and in the silence it exudes an alluring fragrance, as sweet as fine wine.

But...... That fool, when will he understand his mind?

Every time he saw Ye Huan fooling around with other women outside, Nan Qiaomu felt a throbbing pain in his heart, begging for a stubborn stone in vain, but not seeing Meiyu. In terms of appearance, surname, and talent, she Nan Qiaomu has always been the best among female surnames, why can Ye Huan pursue any woman around her, but only turn a blind eye to her?

Nan Qiaomu took a deep breath, and his pretty face became bitter.

Maybe...... His master's status made him retreat, no one in the world understands Ye Huan better than her, she knows that under Ye Huan's indecent appearance, there is a lonely and sensitive heart, his self-esteem is too strong, he has an inferiority complex that others have never discovered, he can't accept the fate of reunion and separation, and he can't let go of the love with a huge gap.

What Nan Qiaomu regrets most now is his academic qualifications, why do he read so many books? Why do you need so many diplomas? These capitals that make women proud have now become an unbridgeable gap between her and Ye Huan.

If time could go back to the past, she would rather skip school and skip school like Ye Huan, fail exams, and be a little sister who matches him, ignorant but happy.

Taking a deep breath, the cold wind of winter poured into his chest wantonly, and the resentful heart became more and more cold.

The phone rang, and on the small screen, Ye Huan's number vibrated and jumped frequently, just like him, never knowing how to be serious.

Nan Qiaomu smiled, his smile was like holding a cup of hot tea in the cold wind, warm and heartwarming.

"Hello?"

On the other end of the phone, Ye Huan's indecent voice came: "Qiao Mu, are you still in school?" Read less children's books, beware of stupid reading, remember the daughter of the old Liu family at the entrance of our alley? The college entrance examination is two points behind, the whole person has become a psychopath, read more books and have more ideas, and all strange ideas are running out, Confucius said, live or die, this is the philosophical problem faced by nerds......"

The corners of Nan Qiaomu's mouth hooked, and he quickly stiffened his face again, and said coldly: "'Live or die', this sentence was said by Shakespeare, and it has nothing to do with Confucius's half a dime." And also...... Get down to business! ”

Ye Huan smiled, and his tone was a little more serious: "The old dean called me just now, and the conversation ended in a rambling manner, and there was a suspicion of unfinished business, do you know what's going on?" The old dean seems to be hiding something from me......"

Nan Qiaomu's heart tightened, and her pretty face suddenly floated a little sad.

“…… Since the old dean didn't say it, it means that this matter has nothing to do with you, why do you know so much? ”

Ye Huan heard the unusual smell in Nan Qiaomu's words, and his tone suddenly became serious: "Qiaomu, I want to listen to the truth!" ”

Nan Qiaomu's body trembled slightly, she knew that Ye Huan didn't have a straight smile most of the time, but once he spoke in such a serious tone, it meant that he was serious, and he must not be perfunctory at this time, otherwise he would get angry.

Nan Qiaomu was afraid that Ye Huan would get angry.

With a long sigh, Nan Qiaomu said softly: "Ye Huan, do you remember the little love in our courtyard?" That emaciated little girl, a nine-year-old girl, was abandoned in the suburbs eight years ago and sent to our hospital......"

"Little love? Of course I remember, my little sister who keeps screaming at me all day long behind my ass, what's wrong with her? Ye Huan's voice was a little anxious.

Nan Qiaomu said gloomily: "Last week, Xiao Ai suddenly had a fever, blood spots appeared on the skin, bone and joint pain, and after being sent to the hospital for examination, it was found that the blood was abnormal, and the white blood cells suddenly increased to more than 100,000, and the bone marrow leukocyte hyperplasia was also very significant......

Ye Huan lost his patience a little: "What do you mean?" Plain point! ”

Nan Qiaomu sighed: "Leukemia, Ye Huan, Xiao Ai has leukemia." ”

On the other end of the phone, Ye Huan was silent for a long time, as if he was still digesting the shocking news.

After a long time, Ye Huan's hoarse voice came: "...... Where is Xiao Ai now? ”

"The First People's Hospital was inpatient for observation, I heard that the treatment cost is very expensive, each chemotherapy costs more than 20,000 yuan, Xiao Ai heard from the chat of the nurses that her illness may cost a lot of money, so she cried and wanted to go back to the hospital, I didn't want to live in the hospital, and the old dean was so anxious that his hair turned gray......"

"That's why the old dean called me?"

Nan Qiaomu sighed: "You have paid too much for the welfare home, the old dean does not want to increase your burden, he once told me that your brain is actually smarter than ordinary people, if it were not for the responsibility of the younger brothers and sisters in the hospital, you would have lived a much richer life than now......"

Ye Huan interrupted Nan Qiaomu's words, and only hurriedly said: "I'll go to the hospital to see ......" and hung up the phone.

Nan Qiaomu listened to the busy sound from the mobile phone and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Ye Huan, you are not a superman, nor are you a rich man, how can you afford the treatment cost of more than 200,000 yuan?

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When Nan Qiaomu called Monkey and Zhang San, and the three of them hurried to the hospital, they found that Ye Huan had already arrived, and he was standing outside the ward, listening to the old dean talk about Xiao Ai's condition with an anxious expression.

The old dean was over sixty years old, with a thin figure, a slight hunched back, and the responsibility of more than a hundred children in the courtyard weighed on his body, but he always tried to straighten his waist, like a javelin standing in a strong wind, stubbornly refusing to fall.

"The doctor said that Xiao Ai is still an early stage of leukemia, try chemotherapy first, if the effect is not obvious, and then consider hematopoietic stem cell transplantation, but if you want surgery, bone marrow matching is the most difficult, and now you can only hope that chemotherapy can cure her......"

Ye Huan's face was very gloomy: "Old dean, I don't understand chemotherapy, surgery, or whatever, you just need to tell me, can Xiao Ai's illness be cured?" Will it be life-threatening? ”

The old dean lowered his head and sighed: "Leukemia is very difficult to treat, you can only take one step at a time, mainly depending on Xiao Ai's personal physique, if the physique is good, there will be no major problem after chemotherapy, if the physique is not good, I am afraid it will be ......."

Ye Huan's heart sank suddenly.

Xiao Ai, a dexterous and cute little girl, since she was a toddler, Ye Huan often took her to play crazy, she liked to stick to him like Nan Qiaomu when she was a child, no matter where she went, she always timidly pulled the corners of his clothes, for fear that Ye Huan would leave her. Touching the top of her head, she will smile as bright as a blooming flower, the little princess dress that Ye Huan bought for her, she cherishes it and hides it under the pillow, and she is willing to wear it during the New Year's holidays.

Xiao Ai is always timid and cowardly in front of others, but in front of Ye Huan, she blooms the sweetest smile to him, she likes to sing to Ye Huan, likes to dance to him, and likes to rub Ye Huan's shoulders with her clumsy little hands.

Such a cute and pure girl like a little angel, only nine years old, how could she have leukemia!

Heaven is unfair, earth is unkind, how can you bear to take away this innocent and pure little life, is the fate of orphans destined to die in misery?

Ye Huan's heart seemed to be blocked by something, and he felt difficult to breathe.

"Old Dean, how much does it cost to treat leukemia?" Ye Huan asked in a deep voice.

"Depending on the treatment situation, chemotherapy alone will cost more than 200,000 yuan, and if it is a hematopoietic stem cell transplant, it will be even more, I have submitted a request for assistance to the Red Cross Society of Ninghai City, and I have not yet waited for a reply......" said the old dean with difficulty.

Ye Huan felt that his mouth was full of bitter taste, more than 200,000, for him, it was an astronomical amount.

But in life, there are always some responsibilities that need to be carried, no one forces them, no one asks for them, Ye Huan is willing to carry them.

"Old dean, I'll find a way to get money, I must cure Xiao Ai!" Ye Huan gritted his teeth and made a promise.

The old dean was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly: "You are a poor boy, where can you get these hundreds of thousands?" ”

"Leave it alone, I'll get it." Ye Huan had another expression full of indifference.

Turning his head to look, he saw that Nan Qiaomu, the monkey and Zhang San were all here, Ye Huan nodded at them, and everyone walked into the ward together.

The pale ward was full of gloom and despair.

Xiao Ai was wearing a cute small hospital gown, and there were tears on her pale little face, seeing Ye Huan coming in, Xiao Ai's eyes lit up, and she smiled sweetly: "Brother Huan, Brother Huan!" ”

Ye Huan walked briskly to Xiao Ai's bed, pinched her little nose and said with a forced smile: "Xiao Ai, Brother Huan has come to see you, the dean's grandfather said that you are not well-behaved, crying and making trouble, are you ashamed?" ”

Xiao Ai's cheerful expression quickly dimmed, and she lowered her head and whispered: "I heard from the nurse sister that Xiao Ai's illness costs a lot of money, a lot of money, and I don't want to live here anymore." ”

"Xiao Ai, you are a child, just treat the disease well, and leave the rest to the adults to do, okay?" Ye Huan squatted down, looked at Xiao Ai's little face, and said with infinite pity.

Xiao Ai pursed her lips and shook her head stubbornly, she was well-behaved and sensible, she really didn't want to cause trouble to the dean's grandfather and Brother Huan.

Looking up at Ye Huan, Xiao Ai's eyes are always so clear and clean, like two black gems without the slightest flaw.

"Brother Huan, I have been to this world, I have seen this world, this world is very beautiful, enough, Xiao Ai has watched it for nine years, it is enough."

Xiao Ai smiled softly: "The dean's grandfather often told us that if we have a grateful heart, I can live to be nine years old, sing the best songs, dance the best dances, and eat the best sugar, enough is enough." ”

The innocent and clean voice echoed in the ward, and in the ward, whether it was the old dean, Ye Huan, Qiao Mu, or other nurses and patients, they couldn't help but shed tears, and sobbed faintly.

Nan Qiaomu turned his back, tears couldn't stop flowing, biting his lower lip, not daring to make a sound.

Ye Huan's eyes were full of tears, and his chest became more and more uncomfortable.

There are too many joys and sorrows in the world, people are uncertain, life is uncertain, and there are always people born and some people die every day.

But bad luck shouldn't have befallen a nine-year-old girl.

She is so sensible, so kind and pure, she only has beauty in her eyes, no matter how difficult it is, she is willing to be bitter, God can tolerate so many dark and ugly things in the world, why can't she tolerate a naïve and sensible nine-year-old girl?

Ye Huan wanted to cry and scold, but he didn't know who to scold.

Xiao Ai timidly pulled the corner of Ye Huan's clothes as usual, and coquettishly said: "Brother Huan, can you take me back to the courtyard?" It's too expensive here, I don't treat the disease, I just want to go back to the hospital and say goodbye to my friends......"

Xiao Ai's eyes are very innocent, clear and transparent, and there is no fear of death at all.

Ye Huan's tears couldn't hold back any longer, and finally burst out of his eyes.

Nan Qiaomu stepped forward, touched Xiao Ai's little face, and said, "Xiao Ai, be obedient, cooperate well with the doctor and uncle to treat the disease, do you know?" Be a good boy. ”

Xiao Ai flattened her mouth and didn't speak, and her little face was full of unhappiness.

Ye Huan turned his back, wiped away his tears, turned around and said with a smile: "Xiao Ai, listen to Sister Qiao Mu's words, treat the disease well, and if you behave well, I'll turn my head and show you, okay?" ”

In the past, when she was in the welfare home, Xiao Ai was unhappy and Ye Huan turned her head, Xiao Ai liked it very much, she clapped her hands vigorously every time, and forgot all the unhappy things.

Xiao Ai's eyes widened in anticipation: "Really? Brother Huan turned his heel to show me? ”

Ye Huan smiled and nodded: "As long as you are obedient, I will show you now." ”

Xiao Ai nodded hurriedly: "I'm obedient, I'll listen to Brother Huan." ”

Ye Huan laughed: "It's good to be obedient, Brother Huan likes obedient children the most, look at it, Brother Huan will turn your head for you." ”

Saying that, Ye Huan asked everyone else to retreat and clear an open space in the ward.

The monkey pulled Ye Huan's sleeve and said worriedly, "Brother Huan...... Can you do it? You're going to flip your head, and that was a few years ago. ”

Ye Huan smiled faintly: "No problem, the technology is still there, you can't lose it." ”

The thin figure flashed, and Ye Huan turned his head in front of Xiao Ai's hospital bed, one after another.

Xiao Ai clapped her little hands and smiled, happiness soon covered her little face, and even her pale sick face added a little dizziness.

Hearing Xiao Ai's laughter, Ye Huan's heel turned faster and faster, like a huge wheel spinning rapidly.

The old dean, Nan Qiaomu, as well as Monkey and Zhang San, their expressions became more and more worried.

I don't know how long it took, Nan Qiaomu faintly heard Ye Huan's panting, but he still worked tirelessly to make Xiao Ai happy, turning over one after another, Nan Qiaomu's heart became more and more painful, as if an invisible hand grabbed her heart fiercely, and it hurt so much that it was even difficult to breathe.

Little love is bitter, Ye Huan is even more bitter, who has ever made you happy?

Tears flowed all over his face unconsciously, Nan Qiaomu closed his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Ye Huan, enough!" Don't flip it again! ”

Ye Huan didn't listen, and one after another was still turning over one after another.

The old dean and the monkey, Zhang San was also anxious, and they all shouted to Ye Huan to stop.

Xiao Ai stopped smiling, her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were red.

There was silence in the ward, and only Ye Huan's panting could be heard.

All the people who knew or didn't know Ye Huan looked at this young man definitely, and everyone felt heavy in their hearts, whether it was depression, pain, or emotion, and they couldn't tell the difference.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Huan finally ran out of strength, his body lost his balance, and with a bang, his head hit the wall hard.

Everyone exclaimed, and Nan Qiaomu quickly stood up and supported Ye Huan's body.

Ye Huan staggered to his feet, blood flowed from his forehead, but he didn't care, and squeezed out a smile towards Xiao Ai.

"I haven't turned it over for too long, it's a little rusty, Xiao Ai, next time Brother Huan will turn more heels."

Xiao Ai didn't speak, tears kept flowing, pursed her lips and nodded vigorously.

Nan Qiaomu helped him out distressedly, ready to send him to the nurse's station to bandage his wounds.

Ye Huan dragged his tired body until he walked to the aisle outside the door where Xiao Ai couldn't see, gently pushed away the south arbor, Ye Huan squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and cried silently.