107 Han Mo, let me go back
I didn't want my grandmother to see me so embarrassed, so I cleaned up before I went in, and I dared to push open the door and walk in.
Contrary to what I had imagined, she was lying on the hospital bed, looking at me with a look in the eyes that was not at all like a patient.
She still had a hard time talking, but she looked at me, and before I walked over, she began to call me: "Nan, I'll tell you, I, I've been the happiest thing in my life, is to see you grow up and grow up." ”
Nurse Lin helped me pull out the chair, and I sat on the edge of her bed, just talking quietly.
I don't know how long I talked about it, and my grandmother didn't say anything, she was always talking about the past, to be precise, she was talking about what happened when I was a child.
I've forgotten a lot of things, but she still remembers them clearly. For example, one summer I wanted to learn to swim, but I was cheated of more than 10 yuan of pocket money; For example, when I was in the third grade of elementary school, I secretly picked up garbage after school in order to buy a pencil case that was exactly the same as the table. For example, when I was in the second year of junior high school, I was blocked in the alley by boys who liked me.
I had forgotten it, but she remembered it clearly.
At eight o'clock, the hand she had been holding on to me suddenly loosened, and the chattering memories disappeared at once, and the whole room was silent, and there was no sound.
The ECG finally stopped undulating and was drawn into a straight line.
I was sitting in front of her hospital bed and watching, and she had been sleeping with her eyes closed.
Instead of shouting hysterically at the doctors and nurses like the people on TV, I just raised my hand and combed my grandmother's hair and clothes again before I got up and went out to call the doctor.
When Nurse Lin came in, she was stunned when she saw me, and then patted me on the shoulder: "Fu Yao, don't be sad, this is a good thing." ”
I swallowed, but it was like a mouthful of blood, but I have to admit that she was right.
At nine o'clock, I was settling the balance of the hospital, Han Mo's phone called, I took a look, raised my hand and threw the phone into the trash.
When my grandmother left, I suddenly understood a truth: now that I am alone in this world, no one can control me anymore.
More than three months ago, I began to save as much money as possible, saving tens of thousands of yuan in advance, afraid that my grandmother would have surgery, but I didn't expect that now I don't need surgery, more than 40,000 yuan, and I can buy everything out at one time.
When I got the certificate of collection of the corpse, I really realized that my grandmother was gone, forever, and I no longer had to let myself live so tired because of those medical and medical expenses, but I could no longer find the direction of my life to continue living.
I'm the only one left in this world, and I don't even know who to show my efforts.
Who can I show it, the most important people in this world are gone.
"Fu Yao!"
I had just come out of the hospital and was waiting for the funeral home's car, when Han Mo got out of the black car and called my voice full of anger.
I stood there, holding my grandmother's death certificate in my hand, looking at Han Mo who ran over, and didn't say a word.
In the middle of the ring, the car from the funeral home came, and I raised my hand and pushed him away: "Excuse me, Han Shao." ”
He looked at me for a moment, then finally got out of the way.
The corpse needed a refrigerated facelift, I said I wanted to watch, and they didn't refuse.
That night I stood inside the funeral parlor, surrounded by eerie cold, watching the groomer put on my grandmother's makeup little by little.
In fact, my grandmother was a great beauty when she was young, and I have the impression that my grandmother was still a charming woman even when I was four or five years old, but I don't know when she began to slowly become an old man who adapts to the years.
The wrinkles on his face have increased unconsciously, and the once beautiful and elegant clothes have slowly turned into unchanged clothes.
Unlike my mother, my grandmother and grandfather were very loving husband and wife, but my grandmother was not blessed, and my grandfather died in a car accident when my mother was seventeen years old.
I heard that it was the "" festival, and my grandfather made a detour to the flower shop to buy roses for my grandmother, but he was hit by a car because he was sorting out the roses that had been hit by someone while crossing the street.
When he was dying, he still had the bouquet of roses in his hand, and later the bouquet of roses was pressed into dried flowers by my grandmother, and it has been inserted in our vase all the time.
The dried flowers that have undergone special treatment are still quietly inserted in our vases at home.
It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening when I came out of the funeral home, and in the summer of August, I felt like I was chilling.
"Fu Yao."
When Han Mo opened his mouth to call me, I realized that he hadn't left, leaning on the side of the parked car on the side of the road with his cigarette, looking up at me, his brows furrowed.
I glanced up at him, didn't speak, raised my legs and walked along the road I had just walked step by step.
I was in a hurry last night, I didn't have a penny on me, and my phone had been broken by Han Mo, so I couldn't think of any other way than to walk back.
"I'll send you back."
I walked slowly, and after a few steps, Han Mo caught up and pulled me back.
His eyebrows weren't clear in the moonlight, but I knew he was angry right now, just suppressed.
It's just that I don't have anything to care about, so I looked at him and smiled: "No need, I'll go back by myself." ”
"I'll send you back."
He pulled me and wouldn't let go.
I only felt as if someone had put a fire in my heart, burning so vigorously and hot, I raised my hand and shook off his hand directly, looked up at him and shouted, "I said I would go back by myself!" ”
I just want to be quiet by myself, but why is Han Mo so annoying, he has to make me uncomfortable at this time, and he has to quarrel with me.
"You let go of me! I'll go back myself! ”
My hand was thrown away at first, but the next second, his hand reached out again, and this time he was directly wrapped around my chest, and I was trapped in his arms.
"You let me go back! Han Mo, let me go back! ”
I raised my hand to hit him and bite him, but he wouldn't let go, no matter how much I struggled.
I really hate Han Mo to death, how can he be like this, I'm like this, why does he still treat me like this.
"Fu Yao."
He reached out and took me into his arms, lowered his head and pressed my ear and called me.
His hands and feet were tightly clasped by him, and I couldn't move, and even my head was pressed tightly against his chest by his hand on the side of my face.
"Fu Yao."
He called me again, and I opened my mouth to bite his chest, tears falling from my eyes, and my whole body was shaking in pain.
I can't face such a fact at all, but it is a fact, and even if I don't face it, it will happen and come.
Why is life so desperate, why is it so uncomfortable.
When the headlights came over, Han Mo moved, hugged me for half a circle, I didn't move, I didn't have the strength to move.
From yesterday to now, for twenty-four hours, I have not drunk a drop of water.
I don't know how I managed to get to where I am now, I want to just go down like this, but I can't go down, I've been able to stand so straight after so long.
"Dude, this girl is good."
I closed my eyes, but I no longer had the mood I used to have.
"Get out!"
Han Mo was immediately angry, and the hand holding me tightened slightly, and the word "roll" that suppressed his anger was like magma bursting out of a volcano.
Those people didn't give up, and the innermost words kept rushing out, Han Mo didn't speak, but he made a phone call, and I couldn't hear what he called.
I don't think I know anything, my vision is blurry, my hearing is blurry, and even Han Mo's body temperature holding me is blurred.
Later, it seemed that some people came, and then they couldn't hear anything.
I suddenly remembered something, and raised my hand to push Han Mo away: "I'm going to the station." ”
I didn't look at him, I looked up and around, but I didn't know where I was.
"I'll take you."
He reached out and pulled me again, only this time, he pulled my palm.
I looked down and looked at it for a while, but this time I didn't refuse: "Okay, thank you." ”
Thank you, I still remember saying thank you.
I raised my leg and wanted to follow Han Mo into the car, but I felt that my eyes were dark, I couldn't see anything, and I couldn't hear anything.
I had a dream in which I went back many years ago, when my grandmother carried me to the river to wash clothes.
I dreamed that many years ago, my grandmother carefully took a dime or two out of her coat pocket and bought me a bottle of marble soda.
I dreamed that my grandmother was pulling the corner of my clothes and told me that it hurt, and she said she was in pain.
I moved my eyes, and found that the corners of my eyes were a little moist, and when I opened them, my eyes hurt from the incandescent light.
"Yaoyao."
It was Zhao Miao, who was sitting in front of the hospital bed, her eyes swollen like walnuts.
I looked at her in a daze, and it took me a long time to realize that I was in the hospital, and the clothes on my body had been changed into hospital gowns, and there were stickers left behind after the needles were pricked on the back of my hands.
Zhao Miao opened her mouth and called me again: "Yaoyao." ”
I looked at her and moved my aching throat and said, "What's wrong with me?" ”
She looked at me and choked up, then raised her hand and hugged me directly: "Yaoyao, you still have me." ”
Zhao Miao hugged me, and the warmth all over my body came over, and the cold air from the air conditioner was dispelled at once.
I only felt that my eyes were hot, and I closed my eyes before I raised my hand to hold her, gritting my teeth to prevent myself from crying: "I want to go home." ”