My mother and I had only been seen for ten days, but she seemed to be five years older.

Her cheeks were sunken, her face was pale, her eyes were bloodshot, and her eyes were red and swollen.

The strong, disgusting smell of medicine in the ward.

When she saw me, my mother was like a wronged child, and her tears could not stop and flowed silently.

She lowered her eyes and wiped tears from her sleeve.

"Mom......" I could more or less guess what was going on, my throat was dry, "are you okay?" ”

The answer couldn't be more obvious – she's bad.

"Kang Rong, I have something to do, I want to go out, you accompany your mother to talk." Zhao Wei walked to his mother's side as he spoke, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Ayin......"

The mother suddenly let out a muffled snort and pushed Zhao Wei away again.

Zhao Wei took two steps back. The mother covered her chest, her hair was so messy that it covered half of her face, and she was very haggard and weak.

“…… Recuperate, don't think too much......" Zhao Wei's tone was soft and sad, "I'll be back soon." ”

After Zhao Wei left, only my mother and I were in the ward, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

I peeled an apple for my mother.

Since my left hand still had little strength, the apple was ridiculously peeled.

Mother shook her head in confusion; She didn't want to eat it.

I walked to the window with an apple in my mouth.

After spending more than a week in this hospital, the outside world became so far away.

The hospital is such a brutal place.

It is full of sickness and pain.

But it is only here that people honestly face their illnesses and pains and seek medical treatment with devotion to them.

But why should there be sickness and pain?

Why stab someone in the back a few times and then send it to the emergency room?

Why do you want to keep drinking and smoking, and then come to the hospital for chemotherapy?

Why live a chaotic private life and then kill innocent lives?

……

Why do people always do things that hurt themselves or others and then try to fix them later?

The scar on his back is a little itchy, and his shoulder blades are still a little painful.

I complained indiscriminately for a long time, and my mother suddenly asked, "Kangkang, do you hate your mother?" ”

She said this with a helpless look that was extremely helpless.

A beautiful but haggard, snarky but gentle woman.

No one would want to say anything hurtful to her.

I shook my head seriously, "Not annoying." ”

"I wanted to give you a sister...... "The corners of the mother's pale lips were reluctantly raised, and her laughter was more worrying than crying, "Now, I only have you as a child......"

Although he has no feelings for his unborn sister, he is even a little jealous......

I was still sad to hear my mother say such things herself.

The little girl...... Originally, it was my family......

I looked at my mother, stunned and didn't know what to say.

Whether it's to comfort her, or say something to make her laugh.

I'm not good at comforting people. I never comforted my mother.

Every time she was sad and sad, I couldn't do anything but not bother.

But at this moment, I could feel it—she needed me.

My left hand was rubbed in her hands.

Her hands, after all, are not as delicate as they were a few years ago.

The years have been gentle to her, but they still leave traces.

I suddenly wanted to be an adult quickly.

I still want to give up what I always wanted to do – I didn't want to leave the city. I am willing to stay with my mother to take care of her and accompany her.

I want to prove with my actions that she can still have a happy life even though she only has a child who is not very smart and not very useful.

The girl who didn't have enough luck to come into this world shouldn't be a regret in her life.

"Kangkang, you won't leave your mother behind, will you?" Mother asked again.

I nodded subconsciously.

"Then you promise me not to have any more dealings with that family......"

I didn't quite understand what my mother was talking about, and looked up at her.

Her eyes were full of hatred and pain, "Angel and his mother...... If we can't afford to provoke, we can afford to hide. ”

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To the lovely Chen Chubby classmate: I wish you happiness and success. Refills.