So in this hospital, Shanan Nan sat on the wooden chair on the side outside the ward with a cup of tea, Yun's father stared at his daughter with this rare opportunity, and Yun Feng felt his father's mood ups and downs in a silent pretending to sleep, letting the back of his hand be soaked with his father's hot tears, and then gently wiped by him.

Perhaps, the silent air is the messenger who shuttles through the hearts at this time, making a unique transmission of their heart-to-heart wishes for the father and daughter in more than 20 years.

At this time, Yun Feng's heart is also like a traveler walking on an oasis in the desert, and finally more than 20 years later, the darkness hidden in the depths of his heart, from the extremely cold and barren land of the swishing cold wind, in the silent gaze of his father, was planted by his father's tears one after another, and found the refuge of her soul, down-to-earth, like the ears of grain that have experienced winter and spring, summer and summer, and finally flashed in a golden autumn with a full and mature light, golden and warm.

She no longer blames her father for her alienation, and the warmth and love that her father gave her in the past resurfaced clearly in her heart.

People know the depth of love when they lose. The son wants to raise but does not wait. What else could she do for her father now? The only way to accompany my father is to spend the remaining thirty days slowly, slowly, warmly, and warmly, so that she and her father will have fewer regrets.

Now, at a young age, she finally deeply understands that there is really nothing important except life and death, and she can't let go of her father, just as she doesn't dare to think about whether her father can let go of her and her family. However, it is always to be faced. As a result, she can only constantly and diligently adjust her mind in this silence, thinking about how to jump out of the overly sad emotions and not be noticed by her father, otherwise, her father will really live in the anxiety of being reminded of the countdown to life every day.

She was not without thought about death, but as soon as her mind touched death, she was deeply grasped by fear, and she could not move. For example, when she was a child, she was afraid of the dark, in fact, she was afraid of ghosts, and this fear even made her frightened eyes to see those little white figures flashing in the dark, so frightened that she turned around and ran, and no longer dared to go to the dark room alone, and for example, she always had nightmares, and the miserable graves and paper money flying all over the sky in her dreams made her overly frightened in her dreams.

When she grew up, people said that it was because she lacked a sense of security in her heart, so she was afraid of the dark, she went to check all kinds of books, and also said that children who were afraid of the dark were insecure and emotionally unsound. But now that I think about it, isn't that exactly what she has been thinking about life and death, especially death, since she was a child? It's just that she is ignorant, and as soon as she touches death, she is bounced back by fear, and she can't go deeper.

Of course, all around you, whether it is relatives, classmates, friends, or neighbors, etc., everyone is very secretive about death, as if death would not happen if you don't talk about it.

But around her, after all, death is inevitable, and the death of some of the old people she knows in other people's families has made her worry about the aging of her grandparents and grandparents all the time since she was a child. This fear of loss in the love of family is also another way for her to think about death, but no one has taught her how to really know and think about things related to death.

When her grandfather and grandfather were gone, she pretended in her heart that they were still alive, but she couldn't see them, so as to escape her understanding of death. It's a pity that in the end, it has become a kind of worry and sadness for her to escape.

Now, her father, who was going to leave her in front of her, was really counting the days one day less, and the oasis in her heart, which had been watered by her father's tears, quickly withered, and burned in her scorching heat until only a scorched earth containing ashes remained. Her heart was also in this state of anxiety and irreversible, and in an instant, she found a good reason to comfort herself, that is, the desert can give birth to an oasis, and the oasis can also wither into a desert again, so life and death are the same, if her father really goes, she should not be sad, because she will also go, one day, isn't it?

In this way, the scorched earth in her heart seemed to rain in time in her thoughts, giving birth to a few seeds of green grass, and conjuring up the vague appearance of an oasis.

She thought that she could finally live with her father and die, as usual.

As she thought so, her father's smoothed brow wrinkled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes as she stretched out, and met her father's gaze in her distracted eyes, and in those eyes, she saw a dim patch of the whites of his eyes, just as the desert in her heart moved to his eyes, and she also saw the depths of his dark brown eyes, the flickering light of life was beating like a candle flame that was gradually going out.

"Dad."

She looked at her father and smiled softly as usual. The father was relieved to see that his daughter's face had regained its vitality. But only she knows that her smile is the best she can do at her age, to see through life and death, and to release the burden of death, just like understanding that the phoenix will eventually be bathed in fire, waiting for not death, but rebirth.

"Are you alright?"

Father's stern face smiled softly and asked.

"Something."

She smiled again, as bright as the morning star.

"What's the matter?"

Father's face instantly furrowed.

"It's all over, you definitely haven't eaten."

She said with a smile.

"It's okay if I don't have a meal on time. Who made you so angry, so good that you had a bad cold and heat stroke? ”

When the father heard her say this, his wrinkled face relaxed, and he blamed his daughter.

"Dad, your water is too hot just now, I'll dry it outside for a while, it should be just right."

Hearing the words of the father and daughter in the ward, Shannan got up and brought in the water cup, and respectfully handed it to Father Yun, while looking down at Yun Feng who was lying on the hospital bed after Father Yun took the water cup.

When Father Yun was holding the cup and bowing his head to drink water, Shannan Nanan touched Yun Feng's sad and irrepressible eyes looking at his father, and then, after turning back and looking at him with tears in her eyes, she blinked consciously and quickly, and closed the tears in her eyes and flowed back into her chest.

Shanan Nanan looked at her appearance, and her heart sank for a moment, thinking to herself, could it be that she knew something? Only when she knows the truth will she behave like this. His heart hurt again, but he didn't know how to comfort her, and he didn't know how to comfort the old man in front of him after comforting her. He had no choice but to bow his head silently.