Zhong Hansheng looked at the young man in front of him, and felt uncomfortable: "Go back, Yuanyuan won't see you." ”

Gu Chendong lowered his head, and his tone was pleading: "Please, let me see her, even if it's just a glance." ”

Zhong Hansheng suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and his voice became cold: "Gu Chendong! What do you look like now? Do you still look like a soldier? Get back! You are not allowed to take leave to go out for the past year! Otherwise, take off this military uniform and get out! ”

Gu Chendong looked up at Zhong Hansheng: "If I take off this military uniform, will I be able to see Yuanyuan?" If yes, then I'll take it off! ”

Zhong Han slapped the table angrily: "Get out!" If you take off your military uniform, you don't want to see Yuanyuan in your life! Now go back to the brigade immediately, and report to me on the phone in the brigade duty room in two hours! ”

Gu Chendong was desperate, saluted and turned around and walked out of the office, wiped his face with his big hand, and carried his back down the stairs slightly as if he was carrying a thousand catties of heavy burden.

Zhong Hansheng moved to the window, looked at Gu Chendong's back, blinked vigorously, and blinked his eyes vigorously, blinking away the sourness in his eyes. I feel sorry for this pair of young people.

Turning to the desk, he hesitated for a long time before picking up the phone and dialing out.

It rang for a long time before Zhong Yuanyuan's weak voice came from there: "Hey." ”

"Yuanyuan~" Zhong Hansheng choked on his throat, and it was a little difficult to speak.

Zhong Yuanyuan was silent for a while: "He went to look for you?" ”

"Yuanyuan, let's meet him."

"I still don't want it, I hope I can leave the best moment in his heart, now this is not a human or a ghost, I don't want him to see it."

In just a short paragraph, Zhong Yuanyuan spoke for several minutes, and every time she said a word, her chest hurt as if she had been pricked by a needle.

Not only did she have necrosis of the femoral head, but also had problems with her cardiopulmonary function, waiting for the sun to rise and set every day, just staying up, she was reluctant to die, at least she could live in the same city as him, live under the same blue sky, and breathe the same air.

She never believed in this life and the next life, she was only afraid that after she died, she would never see him.

Silently hung up Zhong Hansheng's phone, shook his wheelchair to the table, and looked at his haggard appearance like an old woman in the mirror on the table, his eyes were dry but he couldn't shed tears.

Song Lanxun stood at the door and said uncomfortably: "Yuanyuan, Mom pushes you out for a walk." ”

Zhong Yuanyuan shook her head: "No need, I'm afraid I'm too greedy, and when I go out, I want to go further." ”

Song Lanxun resisted the urge to cry, and squatted in front of Zhong Yuanyuan: "Child, it will be fine." ”

Zhong Yuanyuan smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm already trying my best to live, if I'm really gone, you and my dad don't be sad." And my brother and Duoduo got married, you don't have to stop it, no matter where they live, aren't they all your sons? ”

After a long pause, there was a feeling that the oil lamp was running out.

Song Lanxun cried and nodded: "Mom doesn't care, don't stop it, as long as you are all well, Mom will be content." ”

Zhong Yuanyuan stretched out her hand as thin as a withered branch and touched Song Lanxun's face: "Don't cry, aren't I fine?" Or, you push me out to see, it's spring, is it spring? ”

Song Lanxun's tears flowed even more fiercely, this girl has always been so caring, and she has always taken into account her feelings.

And she has been ignoring the growth of her daughter.

stood up and went to get a puff of powder, applied a layer of powder to Zhong Yuanyuan's pale and blue face, and put a hat on her, and the hair on the top of her head almost fell out, revealing pieces of scalp.

He brought her a mask and put it on.

Push her out the door.

This is a sanatorium on the edge of Phoenix Ridge, where retired cadres above the rank of senior official live.

It took Zhong Hansheng a lot of effort to arrange Zhong Yuanyuan in, so that he could not be discovered under Gu Chendong's nose.

It's just March, and the sun is slightly warm.

Trees and flowers are still hibernating.

Zhong Yuanyuan sat quietly in a wheelchair, looking at the smiles on the faces of the pedestrians on the street, and couldn't help laughing, it's really good to be alive.

Song Lanxun pushed her out through the back door of the nursing home, where there was a small park where nearby residents played with their children.

Zhong Yuanyuan sighed slightly, these children reminded her of Xiao Duo'er and Xiao Zhouji, if she could live, she would have a lot of children with Gu Chendong. He laughed self-deprecatingly again, thinking too much.

Song Lanxun pushed Zhong Yuanyuan to the edge of a lawn and asked her to look at the children running on the lawn, which made her full of hope for life.

Zhong Yuanyuan has been trying to raise the corners of her lips, with deep expectations in her eyes.

Song Lanxun fed Zhong Yuanyuan some water, sat down on the stone bench next to her, and watched the children running in the sun together.

Suddenly, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy jumped out, passed by the wheelchair, quickly pulled off the hat on Zhong Yuanyuan's head, and laughed: "...... Behold, look, ugly! ”

The thin Song Lanxun rushed out, grabbed the hat and pushed the boy hard: "Get out!" ”

Hurriedly turned around and put on Zhong Yuanyuan's hat: "Go home, let's go home." ”

Zhong Yuanyuan blinked: "It's okay." ”

The boy who was pushed was not happy and shouted: "Ugly eight, ugly eight!" ”

Song Lanxun turned around and raised his hand and slapped the boy twice: "You scold and tear your mouth again!" ”

The boy's mother ran over from a distance and was unhappy when she saw Song Lanxun beating her son: "Why are you beating someone?" You still have to be shameless, beating a child at such an age. ”

Song Lanxun's face turned pale: "You ask what your son did?" Calling my daughter an ugly bastard, did we recruit you to provoke you? ”

The boy's mother turned her head to look at Zhong Yuanyuan: "It's not ugly, why are you so strict?" ”

Song Lan was dizzy: "I said that this child has no education at all, dare to have a parent like you!" ”

"Who is scolded for not being educated? Who do you scold? If I hadn't seen that you were an old woman, I would have done it a long time ago, why would you have launched it to give birth to a disabled and ugly child? I'm not afraid to scare the little ones. The boy's mother scolded, looking at Zhong Yuanyuan's wrapping so tightly, still thin like a piece of paper, she knew that she was ugly, and suddenly exclaimed: "If you look like this, there should be no infectious diseases, right?" ”

There was already a circle around to watch the lively people.

Song Lanxun threw herself at the boy's mother out of control, scratching and scratching in an orderly manner.

It's okay to scold her, and whoever scolds her child, she will fight with whomever she wants.

Zhong Yuanyuan couldn't even shout a few times about her mother, seeing that Song Lanxun was grabbed by the boy's mother, endured the pain in her bones, and held on to the armrest of the wheelchair to stand up.

Seeing that a petite girl suddenly rushed out of the crowd, she reached out and grabbed the boy's mother, and without seeing much force, she threw the boy's mother out......