The girl sat on the swing with tears streaming down her face.

She seemed sad, but she didn't know what she was grieving for.

So she just cried quietly and didn't cry out loud.

"Yiyi, come to the hospital, mom she-" was the father's voice, "Yiyi-Yiyi?" Yiyi, wake up—Yiyi—"

A dazzling whiteness.

The noise in the hospital was accompanied by heart-rending cries.

Then a gentle voice asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Xuan Bai receded, and the line of sight gradually became clearer, and a beautiful face appeared.

"My name is Romanny, what's your name?" Romani bent down, her long hair sliding over her shoulders and down in front of the girl, bringing a faint fragrance.

"Luo Yiyi, Luo Yiyi in the second (sixth) class of high school." The girl replied softly.

This bending movement was so graceful that it reminded Luo Yiyi of the white swan.

Luo Yiyi recognized this beautiful woman because her photos always appeared on the honor roll of the High School attached to Wenda.

"Yiyi, your name is so nice!" Mannie smiled, and held up a cup of hot milk tea to Luo Yiyi's cheek.

Then there was a warmth that extended deep into my heart, and a soft voice came from my ear: "It's very warm—why is a person crying?" But it's okay, just warm up your tears, and you'll be fine. ”

Mannie's smile was so beautiful that it could melt ice and snow, and Luo Yiyi hung her head in shame, and the bangs on her forehead that could have covered her eyes almost covered her entire face.

Luo Yiyi lowered her head, but there was a smile on her face.

She bit her lip and thought about it for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to raise her head and said, "Senior sister, I also want to be as good as you-"

However, the Roman in front of her was gone.

"Senior sister? Mannie-senpai?! Luo Yiyi was at a loss, and suddenly there was a haze in front of her, and there were snow-white fragments in the sky, which were letters.

"By the way, this is a letter from Mannie-senpai to me!" Luo Yiyi was happy again, and raised her hand to take the next letter.

The letter read: "Yiyi, I hate him! Yiyi, I hate him! ”

Luo Yiyi finally understood why she was crying.

"Mom-" Luo Yiyi cried, crying heartbreakingly.

"Don't cry, whoever left us went to heaven. My dad also went there, before I was born. Mannie's voice echoed in her ears, "But we have to live well, Yiyi, you have to take care of Daddy now in place of Mom, just as I have to take care of Mom in Daddy's place." Adults are sometimes more fragile than we are, so we need to be strong. When you can't bear it alone, write to me, and I'll write to you. It's a little secret between us, okay?! Let's keep each other warm like sisters! ”

"Senior sister-sister-" Luo Yiyi curled up, crying silently.

The world was suddenly so quiet that it seemed as if she were the only one left—lonely, cold.

She knew in her heart that it was a nightmare, but she just couldn't wake up, so she could only continue to tremble and cry helplessly in the boundless darkness.

Zhang Jing took the pizza, closed the door and returned to the house, when she heard the sobbing sound of a leaf of frost.

Yishuang's curled up body began to tremble again, she frowned, tears flowed all over her face, and her trembling lips were still murmuring: "Don't-Mom-sister-don't-don't-leave me-don't-don't leave me-don't-"

When Zhang Jing saw it, she couldn't help but be moved, and hurriedly held Yiye Shuang's trembling hand, and whispered in her ear: "I'm here, it's okay child, it's okay, I'm here-"

Yiye Shuang seemed to understand this response, she weakly shook Zhang Jing's hand back, her tears slowly stopped, and the trembling of her body gradually stopped.

Zhang Jing gently wiped away the tears on Yiye Shuang's face, her eyes full of pity. Facing the patient in front of her who didn't even know her name, Zhang Jing had an inexplicable sense of intimacy - this uneasy face seemed familiar, but Zhang Jing really couldn't remember who this child looked like.

"If I had children, I would be about your age." Zhang Jing gently rubbed Yiye Shuang's hair, "Children in the world, none of them are worry-free." ”