Tide didn't know how long she had been asleep, she felt like she had just slept in her own bed, and when she woke up, it was time to go back to school. She remembered that the speaking practice assigned by the foreign teacher had not been done yet, so she had to get up quickly to contact Xia Chan for a conversation. Before his consciousness woke up from the chaos, the sound of chaotic people talking and the sound of instruments colliding sounded in his ears. Tidal opened his eyes with great difficulty, and was greeted by a white background, and the pungent smell of disinfectant and alcohol seeped into his senses, and he remembered this smell as if it was a long time ago.

She heard someone whispering her name, and when she turned her head, she saw Xia Cicada poking her head over. Her brows were furrowed tightly together, and her face was as pale as dirt. Tide had never seen her like this, thinking about the cause and effect, and when he looked down, he saw the white sheets covered on her body and the white and blue hospital gown that had been put on. She was startled, and her memory flew back to that evening that seemed to be almost far away, the steaming beef noodles, Qiao Shen's good night, and the sudden dizziness when she left.

"Damn, why did you faint all of a sudden? Scared the hell out of me! How do you feel now? Xia Chan had a violent temper, and the action of reaching out to pull away the few strands of hair that fell in front of her was extremely gentle. The tide tore the corners of his mouth, this body was actually a little weak, and the whole person seemed to have been dismantled, and he didn't want to move lazily. "It's better, what's wrong with me, who brought me to the hospital?" Qiao Shen's eyebrows appeared in front of her eyes, and he was the only one present when she fainted, if it wasn't for her own affection, then he was undoubtedly her savior. "Qiao Shen called me, I was doing laundry, and I took a taxi before I put the laundry detergent. The doctor said that you have disorder anemia, but it is chronic, not very serious, and you can be discharged from the hospital in two or three days. ”

Disordered anemia. This unfamiliar medical word is like a fine needle tip pierced into the chest of the tide, and it hurts faintly. She looked up again, as if to confirm something.

"Uncle and aunt are still on the way, Qiao Shen doesn't have their contact information, the phone I just called."

Xia Chan can always easily read her thoughts. This makes the tide generally relieved and half frightened.

"Joe Shen is gone?" She asked tentatively while helping her peel oranges. The busy one didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he wanted to peel off the orange peel with all his strength. "Gone, I didn't see him when I came, fortunately he called me, otherwise he still wants to do good deeds without leaving a name, you have to thank him well, otherwise I don't dare to imagine the scene of you lying alone on the side of the road." After she finished speaking, she laughed a few more times, and looked up at it in a joking. "It's not a normal urgency to hear his tone, but I'm a little curious how the two of you got together at night?"

Tide rolled her eyes at her and snorted in her nostrils. "Stop your obscene thoughts, just come across it, don't speculate, just about to go back to their respective homes, I'm dizzy."

Xia Cicada laughed a few more times, considering the physical condition of the tide, he quietly peeled the orange and waited for the arrival of the two elders, and stopped talking.

When Chaohai and Yangmei arrived, Xia Chan had just torn off half of the peeled orange and handed it to Tide's mouth, Tide stretched out his hand to pick it up, and saw the two of them walking in with a sinister step. Chaohai's expression is indescribable whether it is anxious or calm, the surface is calm, and the tide always can't see through him. Yang Mei's brows furrowed slightly, and she moved her lips as if she was about to say something, but she was pressed down by some wordless force.

"Ah Xi, what did the doctor say?" Chaohai walked over, Xia Chan got up and left the chair for him, and stood silently behind.

The tide withdrew his eyes from the two of them, landed on the white futon, and spoke lightly. "Obstacle anemia." This time, the word came out of his own mouth, no longer as strange as at the beginning, but a bit as familiar as mentioning the name of an old friend. "It's not a big deal, I'll be discharged in two days."

She paused, as if thinking of something, and looked up at them again. "I've paid the fees myself, and I've taken leave, if you're okay, go back."

Xia Chan cast his gaze and pursed his lips, as if he was trying his best to hide something.

"You kid, what are you talking about, your mother and I have taken turns watching you for the past two days, don't worry." Chaohai seemed to be a little angry.

Tide felt uncomfortable, she knew exactly what was going on in the hearts of these two people she called her parents, whether she wanted to make up for it, or whether she was quick to speak, she had her own measure. "Don't bother, you can't help anything here, Xia Chan can accompany me, I don't want to feel guilty." She spoke quietly, her eyes moving from Chaohai to Yangmei. She is dressed quite neatly today, and more often than not, she is seen leaning lazily on the sofa in pajamas and her hair is unkempt, or kicking her slippers and disheveled downstairs to play mahjong. It was still a long time ago in her memory, she hugged herself and stood in a place where she couldn't see the scenery clearly, smiling lightly, with a floral dress and white leather shoes, and she was once a woman with a smile and a lot of charm.

Yangmei's expression is not very good. But she never opened her mouth from beginning to end, and as soon as the last words of the tide came out, she walked out with her hands behind her back. Chaohai lowered his head and sighed, stood up and explained a few words to Xia Chan, but his eyes were still on Chaoxi.

"Something is wrong with the call."

These were the last words he left when he walked out.

In the afterglow of the tide, I saw that the once tall and powerful body gradually disappeared behind the door that had been gently shut, and then disappeared completely, leaving a white silence behind. The sourness suddenly rushed to the tip of his nose, and before he could react and restrain himself, tears smashed out of his eyes like a burst, and the last second in sight was the rush of Xia Cicada to hand over the paper.

The happiness of happy people is similar, and the misfortunes of unfortunate people are different.

Tides have never liked this phrase very much. There was a time when she thought it was too negative and sad human advice. She doesn't know why the happiness of happy people is similar, but it is clear that people's understanding of happiness is different, some people are obsessed with wealth, some people love food, some people strive to follow love, and some people are desperate to maintain family affection. As for misfortune, she has some experience and understanding, but she also feels that whether it is birth, old age, sickness and death, or the separation of his wife, it is ultimately included in misfortune, so how different is it. It wasn't until now, when she remembered the thin bowl of clear soup noodles, the heavy slamming of the door, the man's back behind the door, and the woman's unopened lips from beginning to end, that she felt that her happiness had long since disappeared with her bone marrow and reduced whole blood cells, she was not a doctor, and she could not be cured by her own strength.