"Jiang Luo?"

Jiang Qi softly called his sister who was busy devouring on the other side. Jiang Luo replied and raised his head.

"There's a middle-aged man at the next table who keeps looking at you, and when he comes back from the bathroom, you can see if you recognize him."

Jiang Luo glanced to the side in surprise and confusion, and his expression suddenly became nervous.

“....... Mom? It's not going to be an idiot, it's dangerous to look good these days......."

She scooped up a piece of duck blood, looked pale, put it in her mouth and chewed it slowly.

Jiang Qi laughed, and the indifference in her eyebrows and eyes was instantly swept away by her words.

"Even if you are an idiot, don't be afraid, what are you afraid of here."

He spoke slowly, his eyebrows gentle.

Jiang Luo giggled, and the laughing mouth and the soup that the duck blood didn't have time to swallow all ran down the corners of his mouth.

The figure at the next table suddenly fell. Jiang Qi gave Jiang Luo a look and asked her to quietly turn her head to look.

It was a tall, broad middle-aged man, fairly handsome, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, and neat and clean short hair. Seeing that he is also very formal and elegant, there is a faint feeling of being mixed with the road. Compared with the sloppy beard and disheveled "idiot" in Jiang Luo's impression, the image is very different.

She followed her brother's instructions, and after a quick glance, she withdrew her gaze and put kelp in the soup.

"I don't know."

She shook her head vigorously towards the river, indicating that she was sure she didn't know.

Jiang Qi lowered his eyes, thoughtful.

"Did he really keep staring at me?" Jiang Luo lowered his voice and asked him, "But there shouldn't be anything, maybe I look like his daughter, I think about people." ”

She didn't care about the casual nonsense at all, but Jiang Qi suddenly felt that her heart was hit by the last sentence. His memory flashed back to the yellowed photograph of the man in the past years, and he remembered the face of the man in the past.

The strange thing is that after the man went to the bathroom, his eyes were no longer sent over intentionally or unintentionally, but he was just laughing and talking with the person opposite, with a focused expression.

When I walked out of Haidilao, it was already dark. The cold wind hunted and gradually cooled down the heat that Jiang Luo had just accumulated with the hot pot.

Jiang still walked in front of himself, but his steps were not particularly big. Jiang Luo followed him, but the words in his heart came to his lips but he couldn't say them.

She wanted to ask if she really came out this time just to say goodbye to her, because Jiang Qi wouldn't take her out to eat so suddenly. Although this question may be a little naïve and pretentious, it always feels uncomfortable to hold it in my heart. The little girl in the third year of high school is very delicate, and she can't stand a little prickly ambiguity.

"Brother......?"

Jiang Luo was about to speak, but his mobile phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

It's a call from the tide.

"Teacher?" She pressed the answer button and asked.

When Jiang Qi heard this name, he suddenly stopped and turned around.

In the next second, Jiang Luo's face suddenly became serious, mixed with anxiety and fear that suddenly arose.

Jiang Qi faintly felt that the situation was wrong. He took a few steps forward and fixed himself in front of his sister.

Jiang Luo quickly hung up the phone, reached out and grabbed Jiang Qi's sleeve, his face like ashes.

"Brother, hurry up! We were going to take a taxi to the hospital, and Dad had an accident! ”

Tidal looked at the light of the operating room above his head with palpitations, and the whole person had not yet recovered from fear and worry, only feeling that his hands and legs were numb.

Thanks to the Les Miserables that she had always carried with her last time but fell at Jiang Luo's house, she remembered to get it back, and she accidentally bumped into Uncle Jiang who fell at the top of the stairs. If she had been a step too late, she couldn't have imagined what would happen next. Sometimes she said that she was used to seeing such heart-wrenching scenes, but every time she was still scared like a child who didn't understand the world.

She walked to the bench opposite and sat down, her thoughts drifting to the past.

She still remembers the first time she lay in the operating room filled with the pungent smell of medical objects, surrounded by a group of doctors in surgical shirts and white masks, all of whom bent their faces and carefully examined her face. She couldn't feel the pain of the scalpel or forceps, and she could feel her pounding heart with her eyes closed, the only proof that she was alive.

Later, she never entered this place where she returned to life, old age, sickness and death, and tried not to set foot here, as if she had buried all the unbearable memories of the past in the bed in this room, and from then on she owed no debt to her former self.

Will she see the woman called Mother here, pushed in, and then come out covered with a white cloth?

A strange but helpless sadness suddenly spread in the bottom of her heart, wrapping all her brain without leaking, making her feel difficult to breathe.

"Teacher!"

The roaming mood was suddenly interrupted by a clear shout not far from Jiangluo. Tide stood up and turned his head to see two men trotting over with anxious faces.

Jiang Luo threw himself into her arms all of a sudden, and the emotions he had been holding along the way suddenly burst out, and his voice was choked.

"What's wrong with my dad? I saw him this morning. ”

The tide patted her on the back and looked up at Jiang Qi standing behind her.

His face was not good, and his lips were tightly pursed into a line. She has known him for so long, she has rarely seen him like this, and her worries are complicated and go straight to the bottom of her heart.

"The doctor said it was an acute myocardial infarction. Just sent in, it's fine, don't worry. ”

Tidal slowly explained to her. The little girl was also pitiful during this time, and before she could completely come out of Lin Fei's ruthless abandonment, she encountered Uncle Jiang's critical emergency.

"How can there be a sudden myocardial infarction?"

Jiang Qi leaned against the wall next to him, as if asking about the tide, and as if he was talking to himself.

"He's always been in good shape. Where did you see my dad? ”

Jiang Qi's gaze drifted over and landed on the tide's face.

"Staircase."

The tide sat down on a chair while holding the river and waited, and replied.

"When I saw Uncle Jiang, he was already lying there, as if he was unconscious."

Jiang Luo's tears poured even more. She remembered that Jiang Xiangcheng deliberately postponed the company's business trip to take her to Hawaii in the summer, and the colorful Hawaiian-style clothes looked clumsy and ridiculous on him, remembering that he rushed back from the United States on a jet lag the day before her birthday, and lost the birthday gift he brought to her because he was in a hurry on the way, remembered the scene where he smeared a cake on her nose, and remembered that he said that he had no ability to keep her mother, and to give her the missing maternal love, he had to give her the best fatherly love possible.

Although he secretly ran to Lin Fei to inform him of the matter, although he yelled and lost his temper when he looked at her mock exam results, and even though he asked her to go to France after the college entrance examination without consulting her, she didn't hate him at all.

This man is a person who is really good to her except Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi stopped talking, and leaned quietly against the wall, waiting for the doctor to come out.

Time passed minute by minute amid the mutual silence and shallow sobs of the three people. Except for the time when the speaking class made a fool of himself on the podium and waited for the bell to get out of class, Tide felt that it was also a rather long wait. But she didn't want to see the lights on the operating room dimmed, because she didn't know whether the outcome would be good or bad, and sometimes waiting was a kind of self-comforting salvation.

Her gaze jumped to Jiang Qi. He was indeed worried, and his brow furrowed tightly. She didn't see in his brow that it was as always the same thing, after all, the closest person was lying inside, and the same blood flowing from his flesh and bones had softened his hard shell.

The overhead light suddenly dimmed, and the three of them looked towards the door in unison.

"Jiang Xiangcheng's family?"

The doctor who came out took off his mask and shouted out the door.

"Here."

Jiang Qi leaned over and nodded.

"The patient was delivered in time and is out of danger, but he needs to take a good rest."

Jiang Luo bent his eyebrows and smiled with tears. The heart that the tide was hanging from was also relaxed, and he lay quietly back into the ventricle.

Then Jiang Xiangcheng was pushed out, his eyes closed, his face was calm, but his lips were pale.

"Dad!"

Jiang Luo leaned in and sent him to the ward with the medical staff.

"Thank you."

Jiang Qi relaxed his eyebrows and suddenly jumped out of thanks.

Tide thought to himself that this should be the first time he said thank you to her? She used to say these two words to him, although his tone was still indifferent when he spoke, but she was still slightly happy in her heart.

At least...... She was finally able to do what she could for him.

"It's fine. Anyone will help with this kind of thing. ”

She replied with casual politeness. She hid her happy expression in her eyes, knowing that Jiang Qi couldn't see it at all.

It's what she's best at, burying things that she's not willing to endure so far, and she's at it.

Tide, tide, when did you start to be so hypocritical even when you said something.

"It's late, you go back, Jiang Luo and I are guarding here."

As soon as Jiang Qi finished speaking, he didn't leave her room to reply, so he raised his feet and walked to the ward on the other side.

A slight sense of loss suddenly rushed up in the tide's heart. When he turned around, the simple word of good night disappeared into his back with embarrassment. She opened her mouth, but she still didn't say it, so she had no choice but to turn around. It was probably the first time she wanted to say the two most urgent words.

"Ah, yes."

Behind him was Jiang Qi's voice that suddenly came to an understanding.

Before the tide could turn his toes, he heard his smiling words ringing in the empty corridor. All the joy that had been suppressed in her heart evaporated at this moment with the end of his words, turning into emotional arrogance and filling her entire brain.

"Good night."