He Yan was holding a small medicine bottle in both hands, holding it like a baby, for fear that it would be gone in the next moment, she was so happy in her heart that she almost screamed, "I'm finally home!" To express the pleasure in her heart, her lips were greatly hooked, her face was full of pleasure and excitement, and she walked carefully step by step, but the next moment she trotted up, and the little medicine bottle was protected in her hand.

She looked up at the sky, the faintly white sky in the east, the light was about to melt into the thick night, and the moonlight shone on the remote thatched hut in front of her.

Dressed in coarse cloth clothes, his originally thin figure looked so weak and thin at the moment, but he couldn't hide the excitement and pleasure.

Two figures came out of the room one after the other, both of them with sad faces, pacing in front of the room, and then sighing one after another.

"Ahem, cough, ······" Coughing sounds came from the room one after another, and the sound sounded unusually weak, and it was very difficult to breathe, which made people feel uncomfortable.

He Yan walked forward quickly and saw the master and the little sister who she hadn't seen for a long time. When she got closer, she found that the girl's eyes were red, and she tried to purse her mouth, and she wanted to cry but she still couldn't cry in her heart, but the tears still came down immediately, and she asked with great difficulty, "Dad, do you think the junior brother can rush back to see her for the last time?" ”

"He ······" Wang Dachun was interrupted by He Yan before she could say a word, her hand was clenched into a fist, and her voice was slightly louder, "What is the last side?" ”

When the girl heard the familiar voice, she didn't bother to wipe the tears from her face and turned to look at her, with extremely complicated emotions in her eyes, but more of a relief.

He Yan didn't understand why she had this emotion, but she obviously felt that something bad would happen, and there was an inexplicable sense of uneasiness rising in her heart, a little irritable, and this feeling couldn't be suppressed, and it even became stronger and stronger, making her breathless.

Wang Dachun also looked at her at this moment, shook his head at her weakly, said that he was powerless, sighed again, and said extremely tiredly, "She has been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

As soon as she heard this, her heart trembled, and she felt very uneasy, gritted her teeth, and ran in quickly. She hurried to the door, and faintly heard a low cough, but it sounded weak.

At this moment, she stood quietly at the door of the room, the sweat on her forehead ran down her sideburns, and some wrong paths slipped into her eyes. Her eyes were already red from the irrigation of sweat, and two lines of tears washed away her dusty little face from running day and night.

"She's dying!" The man's words came slowly, like a dose of poison, touching her heart and pushing her to taste the grief again.

His words pierced He Yan's heart word by word, and she wanted to move forward, but she froze in place as if her feet couldn't take a step at all. She turned to look at them, they just nodded blindly, she looked down in thought, and they walked towards her and stopped behind her.

He Yan raised her head slightly, looked at them in astonishment, tried to force the tears back into her eyes, her eyes were full of determination, and she finally decided to take a step forward, excited and a little scared at the same time. This step means that she can see her favorite sister, but she may see the scene she least wants to see.

"Poof······ She heard painful sounds coming from the room, and her heart was clenched together.

She finally took the first step, "Dong ······" She lowered her head, glanced at the medicine bottle that had fallen to the ground, and felt a burst of joy in her heart, only secretly scolding herself for being brainless. She hurriedly turned her head to look at Wang Dachun, he followed her gaze, scanned the medicine bottle on the ground, shook his head at her, looked helpless, and then said, "It's useless, the time has passed!" ”

She hurried up to him, picked up the vial from the ground, bent over, and slowly reached for the vial. During this time, she carefully muttered to herself, "I'm to blame for everything!" ”

The man's hand gently patted her shoulder, giving her a comfort, and the voice that came out of the mouth was unbearable with pity, "Come in!" She's dying! ”

He Yan's body stiffened at the moment, and she straightened her waist extremely slowly, as if she could see what she didn't want to see slowly, but in fact, the ending would not change.

With all her strength, she pushed open the heavy door, a fresh smell mixed with a strong smell of herbs, she wrinkled her nose and raised her feet to the bed. She came to her bed, but she knew nothing, perhaps so weak that she lost all her senses and was sluggish.

She lifted the bed curtain with both hands, and a familiar and unfamiliar face appeared in front of her eyes. She couldn't help covering her mouth tightly, tears falling down one by one, and she couldn't make a sound, just afraid that the whole person would collapse in the next moment.

He Yan froze in place, looking at the person on the bed in disbelief, the moonlight shining through the window screen on her restless face, her originally beautiful face was now collapsed and pale, bloodless.

There were still a few tear stains on her face, presumably physiological tears from a long-term cough. There was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, which looked extremely terrifying against his pale face. Her staggered body was skinny and bony due to illness, and her whole person was not half energetic.

Perhaps because of He Yan's scrutiny, she moved her eyelids and opened her eyes with difficulty, but her gaze was empty and unable to focus. She was too weak to open her eyes for long, and her eyelids weighed on her, so she closed them again, her mouth moving slightly.

She saw her lips move, but she couldn't hear what was being said, and she couldn't see what was being said. So, He Yan leaned her ears closer to listen, but she didn't hear a word, she was so weak that she couldn't say a word, her heart seemed to be pinched together by something, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

The room was so quiet that only two voices could be heard, a weak breathing and a sobbing sobbing through emotions, as if nothing else.

She heard with her own ears the sound of her breathing getting weaker and weaker, the sound of her heart breaking more and more completely, the crying of the corners of her mouth, and the voice of her own prayer to God.

"Ayan." The woman in her sleep spit out a complete sentence from her mouth, but it was the two words that He Yan remembered the most.

He Yan stood in place, listening to these two familiar words, which were also her own name, and her mind was engulfed in memories of the scenes.

In the remote alley, two thin figures, their hands were tightly clasped at the moment, and a pair of big hands wrapped around the small hands.

The girl stopped, hesitated slightly, said her garlic, her eyes were wide open, her eyes were full of expectation, and she didn't dare to miss the changes of the little girl, "My name is He Xiu, is your name He Yan?" ”

"He Yan?" The little girl looked puzzled, not understanding why she had chosen this name for herself.

The girl nodded vigorously and looked at her expectantly, unconsciously clasping her hands in earnest hope that she would accept the name.

"Why?"

"Because Yeon means beautiful, you are the most beautiful existence in my heart!" Her eyes were full of longing for beauty, and she met her eyes straight and said firmly, "I hope you can have a good life in the future!" ”

I am her most beautiful being, the little girl secretly read it silently in her heart several times. In fact, for her, she is never more beautiful than ever, and it is also warm that she has never had.

She was in a trance, remembering the bits and pieces with her, she asked me if I could be your little sun, and she asked me if I could see you again in the future.

She didn't know that on every hard cold night, these words would echo in her mind, soothing her wounded heart, she was a little star, not a little disaster!

"Ayan?" The girl waved her hand in front of her, stared at her curiously, and when she came back to her senses, she called out sweetly, "Ayan--"

Later, she doesn't remember what she said, she just remembered her screaming one by one, "Ayan--Ayan--"

She didn't seem tired of screaming, but became more and more excited, these two words were the most beautiful words she had ever heard.

He Yan was in a trance for a while, unable to distinguish the reality, and the people on the bed were also shouting one by one.

"Ayan--" She never seemed to change, as before, but what remained the same was the result.

Rows of tears crossed the woman's face, and a faint smile appeared on her pale face, and her eyes looked straight at her.

He Yan gently wiped her tears and held her hand tightly, just as she held herself many years ago, trying to squeeze out a smile on her face, not wanting to worry the person in front of her anymore. She just wanted time to stand still forever in this moment, and just held her hand tightly.

Big hands hold small hands, and we will walk together in the future. This is what the little girl secretly wanted to do many years ago, but unfortunately, she didn't have the opportunity to hold it tightly, and now she just wants to hold it tightly, so that we can walk together in the future.

But God is fair, you can't give you everything you want, she squeezed her hand, but they can't go together in the future!

"Ayan, live well in the future!"

He Yan's eyes were full of tears, and she just stared at her for a moment, listening to her silently.

"I haven't seen the world yet, can you help me see the beauty of this world in the future?"

He Yan only nodded stupidly and didn't say a word.

"Ahem, cough, cough" Xu is words were too much at once, she coughed a few times with difficulty, and blood overflowed from the corners of her mouth, stinging He Yan's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I can't accompany you to the end!"

She clasped her hands tightly, unwilling for her to leave again, and unable to listen to these sentimental words.

"Ayan!" She raised her hand weakly to touch her one last time, He Yan took her hand and stroked her face, moving little by little, but her eyes were full of tears.

She wiped away her tears, and finally said something that made her break down with all her might, "I like to see you laugh, and when you laugh, there are little stars in your eyes!" ”

You're a little star, you've never been a scourge!

He Yan finally couldn't help it, cried out, her body twitched, and she shouted in a choked voice, "Sister, you have always been my little sun!" ”

At last the girl was gone, smiling silently at herself as she had been years before, and then letting go of her grip.

He Yan went crazy, and kept stroking He Xiu's face, as if she wanted to imprint her face deeply in her mind, she cried out and shouted hoarsely, "Sister--sister--"

She lay her head on her pillow, tears streaming down her eyes, soaking the towel with her eyes. She still held her hands tightly, those hands that were already cold, and she gradually fell asleep, muttering in her mouth, "Sister--sister--"

At this moment, no one answered.