Shiya walked in this city where she has lived for three years, and it seems that every place is familiar, and some places can still vaguely remember the shadow of her and her children. Thinking about it, she suddenly missed her three children, but fortunately she would soon be able to join them.

Originally, she was going to eat sushi buffet with Ruoxi today, but unfortunately Ruoxi suddenly had something to do. She doesn't like to eat alone, and she eats a buffet.

Many people think that the buffet should have enough to eat, if it is not the case, it will be a loss. Shiya didn't think about any of this, she thinks that when eating a buffet, the important thing is the atmosphere, not anything else.

She can't agree with the idea that she has eaten enough, and it is not she who suffers in the end. Since spending money makes you uncomfortable, it is better to eat happily than to ask for more.

She was used to arriving half an hour earlier at the place she had agreed with others. So, usually, she is the one who waits. I don't know if it's 'waiting' to a certain level, but I don't have any irritability and impatience.

Similarly, Shiya also arrived half an hour early today, sitting there waiting for Zhou Ruoxi. About ten minutes later, I received a call from Zhou Ruoxi, saying that she couldn't come because of something, and asked her to eat first and leave her alone.

Perhaps a person who is punctual can easily become an outcast. Shiya felt that it was impossible to stay and eat the buffet alone. She carried her bag, bought something casually, filled her stomach, and comforted herself in the evening, she thought.

She didn't know how long she had been walking around, but she had been walking from noon to dusk, and her feet were a little sore. She stopped, sat in a chair on the side of the road, and rested.

She tilted her head and looked at the scattered leaves on the tree, the few withered yellow leaves, and seemed to be nostalgic for the warmth of the tree and refused to return to her roots. But so what, in the end, the fallen leaves have to return to their roots, this is a fact that cannot be changed.

It's like first love, just like when she blooms, how beautiful, how gorgeous, how unforgettable. No matter how reluctant you are, everything will eventually pass. It will remain in our minds, just memories, and will not affect our lives.

Shiya stood up and just saw a man not far away, lying on the ground, his body shaking. Because he had his back to Shiya, she couldn't see his appearance.

When she walked in, she saw the man holding his stomach with his hands and taking deep breaths. She guessed that he should be very uncomfortable, and she couldn't help asking, "Sir, are you okay, do you need my help?" ”

The man turned around and stared at Shiya blankly, as if he had forgotten the pain in his body. When Shiya turned around, he immediately stopped, looked at the man with a little surprise, and quickly returned to normal.

She hesitated for a moment, then came to the man who was sweating or cold sweat on his head, she squatted down and asked with concern: "Brother Chengyu, are you okay, do you want to take you to the hospital, your face looks ugly." ”

Shen Chengyu felt that his heart was infected with warm water, and it was very warm. He grabbed Shiya's hand and nodded weakly.

It took a lot of effort for Shiya to help Shen Chengyu up from the ground. She flagged down a taxi and went straight to the hospital in City C.

Until he arrived at the hospital, Shen Chengyu didn't let go of Shiya's hand. Shiya only thinks that he hurts, and he needs to use external objects to transfer his pain, so it doesn't matter.

However, Shiya's acquiescence, in Shen Chengyu's eyes, meant something else. This meaning, however, leads to unnecessary trouble.

Shiya sat in a hospital chair and waited for the operation to end. The doctor said that he often did not eat and drink on time, and he was addicted to alcohol, which caused stomach problems. It's not a big problem, remember to supervise him to eat on time in the future, and persuade him to drink less, so that it will be fine.

Shiya thought, why are men so unsure of taking care of themselves, they love to drink and don't eat on time. However, before, she knew that he often liked to drink and did not eat on time. So for a while, she often went to his house at the meal and cooked for him.

Didn't that man cook for him now? Or what's wrong. Shiya sighed, pushed open the door of the ward, and saw lying on the hospital bed, hanging a drip. She crept over to his side, pausing two paces away from him, and looking at his slenderer face.

Although the emotions are not there, at least the people who have liked it before will still be worried. As he said, he only regarded her as his sister, so now he is also her brother to her. She smiled, walked over, gently covered him, and put his hand in the quilt.

But she didn't expect such a light movement to alarm him. He took her hand tightly and murmured, "Don't go, don't leave me." ”

Shi Ya fell, as if a small pebble had been thrown into her heart, rippling gently ripples. In the past, he was often drunk, and when he fed him sobering soup, he would often hold her hand and say, "Don't leave me, Han Xi, Han Xi......"

No one wants someone they like, to get drunk for a woman, and that woman is not himself. And what he was thinking about was that woman, which was even more miserable. At the beginning, she should be even more sad than the word miserable.

She wondered about his words. That person still left him, even though he did so much for her, did he still choose to leave? But weren't they together when she left? So why......

She tried to pull her hand out of his, but he held it too tightly, and she didn't want to disturb him. The end result was sitting in a chair and waiting for him to wake up.

In the past, because of love, I felt very happy to do this kind of thing, and it was indeed a very happy thing to accompany the person I liked. Now, in addition to worrying, I am still worried.

Shiya was in a hazy haze, but was woken up by a rapid vibration. She woke up and took out her phone to look at it. Suffered, she seems to have forgotten to tell Zhou Ruoxi that she may not go back tonight.

As soon as she picked up the phone, Zhou Ruoxi said a lot, tidy up, it's so late, she won't come back, where did she go?

When she wanted to explain, a mobile phone prompt sounded, and the phone was automatically turned off. She rummaged through her bag and found that there was no spare battery in the bag, and it seemed that she would definitely be broken by Zhou Ruoxi tomorrow.

She put her phone on the table, turned around, and found the gaze cast not far away, the moonlight outside the window shining on the man's face, although he still looked a little weak, but the spirit was much better than before. She looked at him silently and did not speak.