Chapter Seventy-Eight: Feelings

After the live broadcast, the hospital temporarily placed Sanya and helped arrange everyone's accommodation.

By the time everything was done, it was already past eleven o'clock at night. Cen Yutong took a shower and lay down on the bed, only then did he remember that he should call Li Fengxuan to ask about the situation. This time, Li Fengxuan quickly picked up: "I've been staying in the hospital and haven't walked away, I know you're busy, so ......"

"Fengfeng ......" had originally stabilized, but hearing his voice, Cen Yutong began to have a sour nose again.

"Don't cry!" Li Fengxuan said, "Cen Yutong, don't you know that I can't see you crying?" ”

"Fengfeng, Fengfeng......" Cen Yutong cried quietly.

Li Fengxuan said: "Okay, okay, cry, cry, I'll go to you, okay?" ”

Cen Yutong said the room number, and Li Fengxuan came.

In fact, it hasn't been a long time since I saw him, but Cen Yutong felt as if he had been separated from him for a long time. Is it because they haven't been separated for so long before? Cen Yutong didn't know, but he just felt that after Fengfeng was missing in his life, it was like a missing mouth on the edge of the bowl, and he would accidentally cut his mouth when eating.

Li Fengxuan became darker and thinner, and it can be imagined that he had a hard time in Kyoto. She was mentally prepared, but she was still distressed: "Fengfeng ......"

She felt sorry for Li Fengxuan, and Li Fengxuan felt even more sorry for her: "You're desperate again, aren't you?" Cen Yutong...... Can you not be so emotional? ”

Cen Yutong rested his head on his shoulder: "You are desperate, it is all bones, and it hurts to lean on." ”

Li Fengxuan was so angry that he wanted to cry: "You tease me." ”

Cen Yutong asked, "How was your draft?" ”

Li Fengxuan's muscles suddenly tightened: "You are too tired today, I will tell you about it slowly." I went to the audition the day before yesterday, you don't think I can't even pass the audition, right? ”

Cen Yutong said: "Of course not! My family Fengfeng is the one who wants to become a superstar. ”

Li Fengxuan smiled bitterly, but he was very careful not to let her see: "Yes, your Fengfeng and I are destined to become superstars!" My Cen Yutong is also destined to become the strongest female broadcaster! ”

"Fengfeng ......" Cen Yutong was really tired and felt that his eyelids were fighting.

"Huh?"

"You say...... Is it really okay for us to blow sticks to each other like this all the time? ”

"Hey, what do you mean by blowing a stick, we are such honest people, we are clearly telling the truth!"

"Well...... Fengfeng ......"

"Huh?" Li Fengxuan asked, but Cen Yutong didn't reply, but fell asleep on his shoulder.

Li Fengxuan laid her down and covered her with a quilt. She was really tired, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, which was completely different from the usual one who insisted on everything and wanted to solve it by herself. But no matter which one she is, it touches his heart all the time.

Turning down the lights, Li Fengxuan thought for a while, and wrote a few lines on the note on her bedside: "I changed my mobile phone number, the number is given to you, don't give it to anyone else except you and Dabai." ”

Before leaving, he bent down, kissed her on the cheek secretly, and then quickly exited the room like a little pot friend who had done something wrong and didn't dare to admit it.

The night sky in the north is very cold, and no matter what, he must break through the night and conflict with the coming winter! Cen Yutong, you wait for me!

The next day, when Cen Yutong saw the bedside message, he was a little confused for a while, "anyone else"? She knocked on her head before she realized, "anyone else" should refer to Xu Ruoyin, and there was no one else.

Are these two awkwards doing something? Cen Yutong shook his head. However, before she could think more deeply about this matter, she received a message from Liu Chengde: "Reporter Xiao Cen, are you awake?" I have an idea and would like to ask your opinion. ”

At this moment, Cen Yutong couldn't stand the fright anymore, and hurriedly called: "Lao Liu, you, are you okay?" ”

Liu Chengde said: "I'm fine. I was at the back of the hospital. ”

Cen Yutong said: "I'll go to you right away!" After a brief wash, I rushed to meet Yoo Seung-deok at the Feeling Garden, which is located in the depths of the Kyoto University Children's Hospital.

After arriving at the Beijing University Children's Hospital yesterday, she did not have the heart to take a look at this nationally renowned specialized children's hospital. At this time, along the way, I found that the various supporting facilities of the hospital are quite good, and different from other general hospitals, its medical technology building and wards are decorated in a style close to children, there are many green belts, and there are even small playgrounds. If you only look at certain corners and don't know about it, you may think it's a city park or a children's playpark.

Walking along the signs, the Feeling Nursery is not far ahead.

The path turns and there is a lush grove. The trees in the woods look to be of different ages, some are larger and some are smaller, and they should have been planted at different times.

A gust of wind passed, Cen Yutong shrank his body, and somehow, a sense of forest inexplicably rose in his heart, no, not fear, but solemnity. The closer you go, the stronger the sensation becomes.

Closer, she finally understood why she felt the way she did. Because on every tree in the Thanksgiving Garden, there is a small sign with the name of the person and the date of birth and death written on the plaque - the Thanksgiving Garden is a forest of memorials!

Cen Yutong knows that many people will choose some environmentally friendly and commemorative new burial methods, such as tree burial, flower burial, and sea burial. So, is this a tree burial group? Look at the age of those famous brands, all of them are - children. So, these are the children who unfortunately died here?

Cen Yutong felt that his heart was about to pinch up, and hurriedly walked through the forest, trying to find Liu Chengde as soon as possible.

The forest was smaller than she imagined, and behind a few rows of trees, there was a small open space, and Liu Chengde was sitting on a stone bench, his back was rickety, and he was getting older.

Cen Yutong shouted: "Old Liu! ”

Liu Chengde turned his head in response, his eyes were cloudy and wrinkled, obviously he didn't sleep at all last night, and when he saw Cen Yutong coming, he beckoned to her.

Cen Yutong went over and sat on the bench with him, she didn't know how to comfort him, and Liu Chengde didn't seem to want to say anything yet. The two were silent for a long time, except for the rustle of the wind through the trees and the occasional birdsong.

After a long time, Liu Chengde broke the silence: "Last night, I couldn't sleep, so I walked around the hospital, and then I saw this feeling garden, I sat here for a long time, and thought about it for a long time." I thought, I want to think of this place as a ...... As the destination of Sanya......"

Cen Yutong was stunned. According to the customs of Haicheng, he is unwilling to die in a foreign country, even if he unfortunately dies in a foreign country, he must send his soul back to his hometown despite all difficulties. How did Liu Chengde ...... Don't you plan to let Sanya go back to Liuxi Village?

Seeing her expression, Liu Chengde guessed that she didn't know what the Feeling Huaipu was, so he pointed forward and said, "Look, that monument." ”