She's been having a bad time with Conghan lately, and I'm trying to find a time to tell her the truth.

I called her and she was told that I had turned off my phone. When I asked her roommate, I found out that she was home, and she had just gotten in the car.

After the summer vacation, her father's cheating made her worried, and when they met, she was not in good spirits, and the content of her speech was reversed. Things all came together, and the cold also made her feel very uncomfortable. She doesn't sleep well, and her roommates can hear her dreams every night, but they can't hear the content clearly. I asked them to report her whereabouts to me in real time.

"Why didn't she notify me when she came home?"

"We thought you would come back together." I knew that I was questioning fiercely, and Xiaoya must have felt that she had made a big mistake.

I took the early morning train and rushed back.

It turned out to be a step too late. The house was quiet, as if no one was there. I wonder if she's found something? I looked at my watch, and it was not yet eight o'clock. As is customary, the mother should still be in that room. I walked straight over and tried to open the door. The door was locked, and I breathed a sigh of relief. The door was well insulated and I couldn't tell if there was anyone inside.

Raising my hand to knock on the door, my eyes turned to my parents' bedroom. It was also very quiet inside, and when I opened the door, I saw that she was curled up in bed and asleep, and even forgot to cover the quilt. I carried her to her room, and she slept so deeply that she didn't even notice that she had changed places. Her body was slightly hot, but her clothes were a little damp, and it seemed that they were drenched in rain. I helped her take off her coat and cover her body tightly with the quilt. She was getting more and more asleep, and I took a few fever reducers and poured water on her, and she still didn't wake up. When my mother heard the commotion, she pushed open the door and saw that it was us, and her eyes were full of surprise.

"I'm back......"

"Well, I'm back."

I motioned for Annan to just fall asleep, got up and led her out to talk. My mother told me to wait in the living room while she cleaned up and got up.

"What's wrong with Annan?" My mother brought me a cup of hot tea and asked me to hold it in my hand, and I took it, and put it on the coffee table in front of me because I thought it was too hot.

"She has a fever, she is fed medicine, she can rest and wake up."

I took a sip of my tea. "Locks changed?"

"I changed it a long time ago, since you ......," seeing that I understood, "I changed it." ”

"Hmm." I put down my glass and said no more.

Mother brought breakfast out of the kitchen, "Have you eaten it?" ”

I had no appetite, so I said I had eaten. She gave it all to her eldest brother, "Come, eat something first and then play." ”

My mother's feeding was very gentle, and I thought of Annan again, when she just gave her medicine, she was also gentle when she closed her eyes and swallowed obediently. Time stood still, my mother finished feeding, and I started the conversation again.

"Dad is out again?"

"Hmm."

"Call him back for dinner!"

My mother looked up at me, and I met her eyes, and she had a doubt, but in the end she just said, "Okay." ”

She started to take care of the housework, and I sat alone on the couch looking out the window. It was hazy outside, and I couldn't see other people's homes, thinking that this house was becoming more and more like an island. I looked up at the room again, and she wasn't awake yet. It's been a long time since I've slept well, and I wish she could stay in swaddling clothes.

She appeared in my earliest memory, as early as in my mother's womb. She likes to play with the umbilical cord and often ties our umbilical cords together in knots. Several times I was so close to being played by her that I had to untie the umbilical cord while she was asleep. In the swaddling clothes, she was still just as active, and I was kicked out of the quilt by her countless times, and each time I had to wait for her to be a little quieter before sneaking in. She was so warm, and the quilt was full of her warm aroma. From time to time, a few tones would pop out of her mouth, babbling, and I laughed when I heard it. She's so cute.

She is my relative, and since we were both a cell that we couldn't see with the naked eye, she was destined to be the closest person to me in this life. Home doesn't make sense to me, it doesn't matter to me if it's an island or not. It's just that I don't know how long I can protect her?

There was a lot of commotion in the living room, and I watched without saying a word as my eldest brother made a mess of the house. My mother ran between the kitchen and the living room, and finally sat down next to me when she was free.

"Xun'an, do you know that Dad has someone outside?"

I didn't answer because I saw Annan get up. My mother was very cooperative with me and didn't come up with the fact that we had snuck home to embarrass Annan.

In the evening, my father also came back as scheduled. She is satisfied, contented, and satisfied after feeling happiness. The family affection that looks like a god, and the big brother who is out of the way, I don't know how long she can be satisfied with these?