The family rushed to the hospital in the shortest time and saw the old lady sitting alone outside the operating room.

The shape is lonely, and the back is rickety.

The tip of Jiang Yuan's nose was sour, and tears couldn't help but come out again.

If the mother is still there, it will not let the old man be lonely and have no one to rely on.

"Grandma!" Jiang Yuan sniffed, trying to restrain the heat surging up in his eyes and stepped forward.

"Good boy!" When the old lady saw her coming, she grabbed her hand and patted the back of her hand, as if she saw another figure through her face, and her face was covered with vicissitudes of life.

This moment seems to be much older.

The old and the young snuggled up to each other and waited at the door of the operating room.

Finally, the lights in the operating room went out.

Several attending physicians walked out of it with heavy faces, and Jiang Yuan's heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom.

"I'm sorry, we've done our best."

The old lady's face was very calm, as if she had expected it, and grabbed Jiang Yuan's hand and said, "Child, don't be sad. When people get old, there will be this eventuality. The old man is already glad that you can come and see him off for the last time. Your grandfather has been strong all his life, and he has never said a soft word to anyone. But I know that he has always felt guilty about you and your mother. He didn't protect your mother and he didn't take care of you. In fact, he has always blamed himself in his heart, and now, he is afraid that he can finally go to see your mother. ”

"Grandma." The tip of Jiang Yuan's nose was sour, and there seemed to be something blocked in his throat, and tears rolled down in his arms as he hugged the old man.

The old man's rough fingers wiped away her tears and said, "Silly child, don't cry!" Let's go in and see him one last time. ”

"Hmm!" An old man and a young man helped each other into the operating room.

Behind him, Lin Wan and the others had heavy faces.

On the operating table, the old man had a peaceful face and slept forever.

There is one less person in this world who loves her.

Jiang Yuan pursed his lips tightly, trying not to let the tears fall.

The old man's funeral was three days later.

There are not many relatives and friends in the Song family, especially after the accident of Song Qingyun and his wife, some relatives in the family wanted to adopt Jiang Yuan, but they broke off contact after being rejected by the old man.

Now there are only a few people who come to mourn, and the mourning hall seems a little deserted.

Jiang Yuan was dressed in black, standing beside the old man, as if he had returned to his childhood, in the mourning hall of Song Qingyun and his wife, the little girl was also like this, not crying, not making trouble, and not speaking.

Xu Jiayan stood behind her, looked at her with heavy eyebrows, and suddenly a hand fell on her shoulder and said, "Yuanyuan, cry when you're sad." ”

The little girl's eyes stared at him for a few seconds, and then she suddenly reached out and hugged him, "Brother Ayan, is it true that all the people in this world who care about will leave us one day?" ”

When the little girl finished speaking, tears rolled down in large gulls.

Xu Jiayan looked at her, and a sudden pain densely filled her heart.

The thin lips tightened unconsciously, and after a long time, he said solemnly: "No, I will always accompany you." ”

The little girl raised her head, her big eyes were full of moisture, clean and without a trace of impurities, and at this time she looked at him trustingly and unreservedly and said, "Really? ”

At that moment, there was only one thought left in Xu Jiayan's mind.

Raising his hand, he rubbed her head lightly and said, "When did I lie to you?" ”

In this life, even if she gives everything she has, she must protect her without worry for the rest of her life.