Lu Xiaofan was careful, not only aprons and sleeves, but also easels, all kinds of paper, paints, and even warm lamps and hand sanitizers for washing paints were prepared, and a plastic cabinet was set up to place these things. With these proper arrangements, Lan Shuyun was able to paint immediately.

"What do you think she can draw?" After spending a long time in the garden, Lu Xiaofan raised his head, squinted his eyes, and asked as he looked at the sun that was about to crawl towards the middle.

"It's hard to guess." Lu Yu spread her hands, "I guess she hasn't painted for twenty years, because I've never heard Xiao Min mention it." So, thank you so much. Lu Yu said sincerely, his eyes were a little red, "If Brother Jun sees Aunt Lan so happy, I don't know how happy he is." ”

"We said okay, we won't let him know for the time being." Lu Xiaofan lowered his head, for fear that when he mentioned Ji Zhaojun, his expression would reveal his heart.

Fortunately, Lu Yu didn't notice anything, raised his wrist and looked at his watch and said, "It's almost noon, I'll go to the pantry to take a look, get Aunt Lan's lunch back, and order two guest meals by the way." What do you want? Chicken or Beef Rice? Or ramen? The ramen here is super delicious. ”

"The chicken rice is ready."

"Good. Then why don't you go back first, see what Aunt Lan has drawn, and then clean up. While it's good to develop hobbies, rest and exercise are also important, and you can't always draw and draw. ”

Lu Xiaofan nodded, waved to Lu Yu, got up and went back to the ward. But when she returned to Lan Shuyun's ward, she couldn't help but be stunned.

I thought about what Lan Shuyun would paint before, such as flowers and plants, landscapes, and still life in the house, and in the morning she also brought fresh fruits and put them in a grass basket, deliberately placing them beautifully, thinking that they could be eaten and painted.

But unexpectedly, she drew the characters.

Exactly. Drew a person.

Of all the many colors of paint, she used only black. The entire perimeter of the paper is painted black, so that the blank part forms a human figure. No facial features, no clothes. It can only be seen that he is a tall man. He struggled to move forward in the dark, as if he was facing the wind and the snow, and his struggle was so vivid that he seemed to jump from under the paper. Judging by his vigorous and powerful posture. It should still be very young.

"I drew my son." Lan Shuyun had already washed her hands, so she turned her back to the door, faced the drawing paper, stood quietly, felt Lu Xiaofan coming back, and said quietly.

Lu Xiaofan held his breath and didn't dare to answer. Because Lu Yu said that for Lan Shuyun, the son who died in a car accident is taboo and cannot be mentioned. Now Lan Shuyun took the initiative to speak. How would she react?

"You don't know my son, do you?" In the tense silence, Lan Shuyun continued, "His name is Fu Cheng, my Xiao Cheng." He is a good boy, he has suffered so much since he was a child, and it was all because of me, but why does he still work hard for me? If I didn't drag him down, he would be free. He's a good boy, he's a good boy......" he said, his body as thin as a handful of dry bones. Trembling slightly.

Lu Xiaofan knew that she was crying, and her heart was so sour that she couldn't care about Lu Yu's instructions anymore, so she took two steps. hugged Lan Shuyun's arm and comforted silently.

It turned out that her life-saving benefactor was called Fu Cheng, and when she heard his mother say it herself, she seemed to have been officially confirmed. The tall, thin Scarface boy suddenly became clear in her mind and mind. It also seems. Slowly approached her in the dark.

"But...... He's dead! Lan Shuyun said again.

This sentence, said so desperately, there was a painful feeling of recognizing the facts, that her whole body seemed to collapse, her body shook, took two steps back, and fell to the hospital bed behind. The muffled crying accompanied by heavy breathing overflowed the throat. On the haggard and old face, but still showing traces of beauty, tears flowed sideways, drop by drop, rolling down to the floor.

Lu Xiaofan also had red eyes.

She suddenly realized that she had done the right thing, Lan Shuyun had been pressing the heaviest pain in the world, the shattering of her family, the violent death of her son, or there were deeper secrets. The pain had a chemical reaction with her soul, tightly bound her life, impossible to touch, and the slightest irritation would turn her heart upside down, and she couldn't bear this torture at all.

Unintentionally, however, painting has really become an outlet for her to vent her emotions. She made the figure of her beloved son jump out of the paper, as if the door of her heart had opened a gap, although it was small, she could breathe a breath of life. Although a painting is simple, it is like a gust of wind that blows away the gloom that envelops her.

"People die." Lu Xiaofan sat next to Lan Shuyun, remembering that night ten years ago, and cried, "I liked a man who also passed away." But I often say to myself that he just got to heaven early. I will go in the future, just not too early and not too urgent, smooth and steady, and we will meet again after all. ”

"That's right." Lan Shuyun sighed, tears still sliding.

It can be seen that although she loves Fu Min very much, Fu Cheng is her favorite child and the sustenance of life. So when that sustenance was suddenly cut off, or in such a tragic way, her world was completely ruined.

"Aunt Lan, you miss Brother Fu." Lu Xiaofan did not persuade Lan Shuyun to forget, because how could a mother forget her son? It is better to remember that pain deeply and turn it into a part of the body that can breathe together. It's good to feel pain, at least to prove that you're alive.

"I'll help you miss it." She went on to say, "If there is a thought in the world, he will not live in vain, and he will be very happy in heaven." ”

"Really?" Lan Shuyun's tearful eyes were very confused, and there was a hint of eagerness, trying to confirm.

"Really." Lu Xiaofan nodded very seriously, and wanted to firmly believe in himself from the heart, "So we have to live well and think about him well." In fact, I think that death is not the end, but living in another place. So he's still there, but he's too far away from us to see him for a while. But so what? It's good to think about him with a gentle heart. ”

Lan Shuyun was silent.

An old man and a young man sat side by side on the bed, staring together at the painting in front of them that was sketched on white paper with simple black paint.

For a long time, Lan Shuyun nodded very hard as if she had persuaded herself, "You're right, he just lives in a distant place." I'm going to think about him, I'm going to think about him, and he must feel it. She turned her head and looked at Lu Xiaofan eagerly, "Will you accompany me, Lulu?" Would you? ”

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