The wind of the winter solstice blew the old sycamore outside the courtyard, and the sky seemed to be shrouded in a layer of frost.

Bai Wanwan simply brought the medicine stove back to the room, and sat on a low bench with a small fan, shaking the fan and fanning it gently.

Although the doctor prescribed medicine, almost everyone knew that it was just temporarily hanging Shen Yun's life. And she was afraid that something would happen to Shen Yun when she was alone, except for eating and sleeping time, she sat quietly outside and silently accompanied him through a layer of gauze curtains.

Shen Yun's cough became more and more frequent, as if he was about to cough out his lungs every time. But he insisted on refusing to let Bai Wanwan get close, saying that he was afraid of being sick and giving her away. Bai Wanwan didn't follow at first, but it wasn't until Shen Yun frowned and called her full name that she settled down.

She really doesn't feel good in her heart, and most of the reasons why Shen Yun is like this now are because of her ......

She herself was not well ill, and she was still wrapped in a thick cotton coat.

Outside, it seemed that the sun was about to set, and the dull yellow glow looked depressing.

Bai Wanwan wiped the ashes on her face, squatted seriously in front of the medicine jar, carefully controlled the fire and fanned gently. The girl's gray face was thin and yellow, but only a pair of eyes were still shining with fire.

The room was filled with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine that had accumulated all year round. Through a white curtain, the man sitting on the pillow on the bed coughed slightly, and he pressed his hand to his lips with a fist, as if trying to suppress something.

Bai Wanwan turned her head when she heard the movement, and said with a nervous face: "Childe? Is it starting to hurt again? ”

Behind the white curtain, there was a man's extremely suppressed coughing voice, which almost made people wonder if he would die at any time in the next moment, and after a long time, his cold and soothing voice came: "It's okay." ”

He deserved this extremely reluctantly, Bai Wanwan frowned, endured the discomfort in his heart, and pretended to speak briskly: "Childe, the New Year will be in the near future." I heard Dr. Li tell Granny Li that there will be a lantern festival when the Lantern Festival comes! By then, Childe's illness should be almost better, so this time I will change Childe to accompany me to make a wish, okay? ”

The girl's voice was too innocent and tactful, like a lark that brought life.

The young man behind the white curtain pursed his black lips, and his tone was incredibly soft: "Whatever you say, whatever you want." ”

Bai Wanwan fluttered her small pu fan, opened the medicine jar and stirred the medicine that had not yet been fried in it, and then spoke: "After the New Year, the son can go to the private school to teach again." I met Xiaohua on the street before and asked me when Mr. Shen would teach them to read a thousand characters. Although they say that Childe is very strict on the surface, they all like you very much. ”

Shen Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth, and on his pale and blue face, a pair of gray pupils barely had any brilliance. But when he turned his head to look in the direction of Bai Wanwan, he always felt that his eyes were sparkling like the water of a spring pond.

"They're all good kids. Ahem...... I have to buy new clothes for the Chinese New Year, and I have a lot of money left over at home. If Wanwan likes it, you can buy more rice candy butter cakes that little girls love to eat. ”

His voice was too soft, and even the atmosphere was warm and warm, and Bai Wanwan actually began to look forward to the New Year in his mouth.

Outside, the morning twilight was still red, and occasionally a few jackdaws chirped. Bai Wanwan looked up and could see the bare little peach tree outside the window standing alone in the yard, like a silent child.

The stove in the house was not very cold, and Bai Wanwan picked up firewood with tongs and said, "In the spring of next year, the little peach tree will grow." When it starts to bud and bloom, Childe can sit under the tree and play the piano, I... I ......"

The man chuckled lightly, and his cough became more frequent: "Ahem... And you blow the suona under the tree? ”

Bai Wanwan knew that Shen Yun was joking with her, but he was still in the mood to joke, which meant that the state was not very bad, she was relieved, and the tone on her mouth was cute and cute: "When the time comes, the son can teach me to play the piano!" I'm sure I'll learn it if I'm so smart, but... I've been at Childe's house for a long time, and I said I was looking for a job, but I didn't look for ......."

Where would Shen Yun mind this, he reluctantly spoke: "Ahem...... That's fine. No matter how down-and-out Shen is, it will not be difficult to raise you for a lifetime. ”

Bai Wanwan smiled and curled her eyebrows: "That son's words must count, and you can't kick me out because I get up late and are lazy in the future!" ”

Shen Yun pursed the corners of his lips and looked at the white silk through a layer of curtains with unfathomable doting: "How come." ”

How could he be reluctant, he said that he would raise it for the rest of his life and admit it.

The sky was dark, and the red faded.

It was getting darker and darker outside, and the peach tree was no longer visible. Bai Wanwan whispered: "After a while, when the medicine is decocted, I will go to heat the meal, then go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow to read to my son." ”

The man leaned on the bed, half of his body covered by a white curtain, and his face could not be seen.

Bai Wanwan continued to chatter: "If you can still meet that family that sells rabbit lanterns during the Lantern Festival, this time I will write it, and Gongzi will help me put the river lanterns." This post is the last medicine, according to Dr. Li, you should be better after eating, and then the son can go to the street with me to join in the fun! ”

The young man seemed to be pondering, only to hear a few crows outside the window and no response.

A cold wind poured into the house from the window, blowing up her white hair, she put down the fan in her hand and got up to close the window: "The medicine has been boiled, you can let it cool for a while...... Hey? Son! It's snowing again. ”

Through the dim light, a layer of fine hoarfrost could be seen falling on the window lattice, and the white silk nose was so red that he rubbed his hands and said: "Although I don't like snow very much, I always feel that the New Year is approaching." ”

The girl's voice was full of anticipation, but the man on the bed never spoke. Closing the window, Bai Wanwan scooped the fried medicine into the bowl and walked towards the bed, and kept muttering: "Childe, I'm going to take out your winter clothes to dry tomorrow, and I can't wear so ...... in cold weather."

The sound stopped abruptly, and the white curtain was soaked with bright red and piercing blood. The young man leaned quietly on the pillow, the snow-white futon, the placket, the black hair, and the bright red on his face seemed to have been washed with blood.

The corners of his blood-stained lips were still smiling, and his gray eyes were fixed with tenderness.

The air is filled with the smell of medicine and cold.

I don't know when, the man had already quietly stopped breathing.

Bai Wanwan froze in place, and the hot medicine bowl in his hand also knocked over to the ground. Almost instantly, her mind felt as blank and desperate as if she had fallen into a lake of ice.

Her fingers trembled, and she endured great grief and stepped forward to fold the quilt for him as if nothing had happened, and wiped Shen Yun's handsome face with the soft fabric on the side of the sleeve quilt.

Childe, you see, the world is like this, everything is not perfect.