The night is terrible, and the darkness swallows the earth. Like scenes in horror movies, there are creepy things at any time.

Memories are like a time machine that goes back and forth in time, repeating the happy, unhappy, sad, and sad things that happened in the past over and over again.

"Fanfan, you said that you, find someone so far away, marry him, be bullied by their family, and be in one acre and three points of land, I see how you get it. I can't help you if I want to. ”

"Uncle, I am reluctant to leave you, and I have no plans to go to Sichuan to live, I don't want my children to suffer there?"

"What, you're pregnant?"

"Hmm"

"No, I don't agree, how old are you, you haven't experienced a good life, and you haven't grown up yet, so you have a child, like words?"

"Uncle disagrees, I will never come back, my time in the grassland, I often think like this, if one day I become a mother, I will never be absent from my child's growth, I want to accompany him well, do not let him be confused, lonely, afraid, I just want a child, it doesn't matter if there is a father or not.

"Are you crazy, unmarried mothers are so good, what kind of consequences will it have on the growth of children without a father in the future."

Uncle was so angry that he almost didn't do anything.

When the uncle saw the children for the first time, he turned the page about the unhappy things that happened before.

The uncle took the children to get vaccinated, went for a walk, and said that he was the youngest and most handsome grandfather in the world, which was laughed at by the army for a long time.

The children go to kindergarten, they are young and ignorant, and the two little ones have to change a few pairs of pants a day, so they don't run to the kindergarten. At that time, the days were hard and fulfilling.

Army, I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of my mother-in-law and Lu Xiang, let alone let them live a good life, you blame me in heaven! But I tried my best.

Are the kids alright? Miss me? I'm a terrible person, if I had listened to you that day, I wouldn't have been left alone, I should have been with you.

The room was dark, sitting on the bed, with his knees on his chin, silently crying, this tear was salty, astringent and a little bitter, like his own life.

Outside the window, 'tick, tick' raindrops hit the window, and then it rained heavily.

Zhou Fan then remembered the clothes on the balcony, got up and touched the light, shook and sped up his pace and rushed to the stairs, his clothes swaying in the storm. What to do, forget it.

The wind and rain were merciless, and in an instant, my hair and clothes were wet by the rain, and I was busy in vain.

They were drenched, and even their clothes were soaked, and in vain they were drenched into soup chickens.

Zhou Fan sat at the top of the stairs, listening to the sound of wind and rain outside.

"Are you stupid, it's raining so hard, what kind of clothes are you going to collect" Shi Xuan walked over with a dry towel and threw the towel on Zhou Fan's head.

"Rainy, more sober." Zhou Fan wiped his hair and said.

"Go and change your wet clothes, don't catch a cold."

Shixuan walked into the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of milk, and heated it on the gas stove.

Zhou Fan opened the closet and casually took a pair of jeans to change into, plus a gray T-shirt.

In the closet, the underwear bought by the perverts is casually thrown into the corner, and they don't match their clothes at all. They are too brightly colored, they are fashionable, and the sponge is very thick, probably according to their own favorite style!

"Change, come down."

A perverted voice came from downstairs, and Zhou Fan closed the door of the closet. I turned off the lights and went downstairs.

"On the big night, you sleep in jeans." Shi Xuan asked when he saw that she was wearing another pair of jeans.

"What's the matter, haven't I been wearing this since Naika left?" Zhou Fan looked at himself and said.

Yes, she treats me as an older brother, but careful people can still see the difference between herself and her brother at a glance, my brother's hair is slightly yellow and a little zongzi, and her hair is black.

She really didn't notice that.

"Let's drink some colored milk." Shi Xuan carried it on a tray and walked up to her.

"Thank you" and then picked up the milk and walked back to his room.

Shi Xuan lay on the bed, not half sleepy. The scene of Zhou Fan drenching in the rain just now lingered in his head.

I have always been very disgusted with people who commit suicide, and I am tired of looking for death at every turn.

Those patients with terminal illnesses are undergoing chemotherapy and dialysis in the hospital, but if they can continue their lives, no matter how painful and difficult they are, even if they are bankrupt, they don't care about fear.

People are really strange creatures, some people can't live if they want to, and some people joke with their own lives.

If a person only lives in the memory of the past, and is unwilling to accept or accommodate the current society, over time, the only thing that awaits them is death.

Hasn't she opened the door to her heart, still stuck in her important memories? Of course, it is impossible for anyone to completely forget.

Is my brother afraid that she will commit suicide again? committed suicide in front of his brother, but his brother had a history of suicide. After failing the college entrance examination, my brother's first girlfriend was also with other boys. He couldn't accept the reality, swallowed a bottle of sleeping pills, and if he hadn't found out in time, he would have lost him.

For a long time, my brother was groggy, and it wasn't until he started to get into photography that he came back to life.

The minutes passed by until dawn, and the sound of the rain was a little quieter.

Shixuan wanted to apologize for what happened last night, but he didn't know how to do it. And he is a doctor, and he will not let her kill herself again.

Forget it, make a hearty breakfast as an atonement, as if you haven't cooked in a long time.

A gentle knock on the door, like a remote control for time to pause, brought Zhou Fan back from the memory shuttle.

"May I come in?"

"Yes"

Shi Xuan wore an apron, pushed Zhou Fan's door, and walked in, there was still milk on the bedside table, and it seemed that she didn't drink a sip.

"I cooked breakfast, do you want to be together" Shi Lang scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"I'm not hungry" Zhou Fan continued her original actions, refusing in a low voice.

"I'm really sorry for what happened last night," Shixuan apologized to her.

"It's all gone"

Shixuan didn't know what to say, and wanted to persuade her to open something, but he didn't know what to say.

The phone bell broke the deadlock, and Shixuan went to answer the phone. Zhou Fan looked out the window.

This day is really changing, like a child's face, the early morning wind and rain, and now the sky is clear again.

Just like the current Shilang, sometimes gentle, sometimes cruel, unpredictable.

Zhou Fan came to the kitchen, and Shixuan really wanted to go out with his mobile phone.

"Something, don't you have breakfast?" Zhou Fan asked him.

"There's an emergency, I'll go first."

After saying that, he changed his shoes in a panic and left.

In addition to painting, photography, and opening a restaurant, when did he start working in the hospital as a doctor again.

Zhou Fan sometimes envies him, he is a boss, a painter, a photographer, and now he is a doctor who is helping the wounded.

God is so unfair, why did all the good things fall on him alone, and gave him a charming face and a good figure.

But doesn't the hospital have to work every day? He's still like a mystery.