When she came to the room of Hanruo, Jiang Xiaoyu was feeding her medicine, and after seeing her, Hanruo shouted happily "Ahhh......hh

Jiang Xiaoyu turned around and chuckled, "Miss Qin, didn't you go to work today?" ”

"Well, it's a little delayed, I'll go back in the afternoon, and I heard Xiaoxi say that Aunt Hanruo has a cold, so I'll come and take a look!"

Qin Li chuckled and placed her handbag and videotape on the bedside table.

When I raised my eyes, I saw two sketches on the wall, one of which was a beautiful boy sitting under a tree reading a book.

The delicate facial features are like the work of God, so beautiful that they seem to only appear in the painting.

The other is her back standing in the wind, the cold wind blows her hair, and the emaciated back looks extremely lonely, so thin that it is distressing.

Thinking of the endless hard road in her life, it was as if someone had dug a huge hole in her heart, and endless cold winds poured in......

"Oh, if it's okay, whether I'm sick or not, I'll always be with her, don't worry!" Jiang Xiaoyu stood up with the bowl.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, if you don't go to rest, I'll accompany Aunt Panruo." Qin Li sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out her hand to pin the broken hair in her ears behind her ears.

"Okay......" Jiang Xiaoyu also knew each other, and went out with a bowl.

"Aunt Praruo, how are you doing? I'm sorry, I'm really busy, and I don't come to see you often......" Qin Li was apologetic.

Prajna raised her lips and smiled as warm and charming as the sun, and her mouth scream......ed "ahhh

It's been more than five years, and everyone has aged a lot, and even the corners of Pranya's eyes have small fine lines, and black silk is mixed with a little gray hair.

When Prajna looked at the drawing board, it was obvious that he wanted to write.

Qin Li brought the drawing board to her, she bit the pen and wrote, "Xiaoli, is there any news of Junxi?" ”

The corners of Qin Li's lips pulled out a helpless smile, this is the question that must be asked when she sees her......

"Found it, it's just ......" thought of her situation, and stopped talking......

"Ahh......h

"Aunt Praruo, it's okay, young master, she...... She just lost her memories of the past, and now that she has become a monk and embarked on the path of cultivation, it is very likely that she will not come back!

I know you can't let go of her in your heart, but if cultivating Buddha is what she wants to do, we should fulfill her, right? No matter where she is? As long as she's safe, you say? ”

Qin Li choked her throat, soothed like a child, stretched out her white hand, and helped her wipe the tears on her face.

"Uh-huh...... ......"When she heard that she was still alive, she burst into tears and couldn't cry herself.

In the past few years, she often woke up in the middle of the night, and always dreamed that she was roaring in great pain, either killing enemies on the battlefield or being locked in a black hole

Tortured, her heart pounded at the thought that she was still suffering, for fear that her nightmare would come true.

I wanted to go to her, but she had no hands and no feet, so she could only sit on the bed and be anxious......

"It's okay...... Don't worry, young master, she is living better now than before, she really ......"

Qin Li couldn't help but burst into tears as she spoke, maybe she had accumulated too much pain and grievances in her heart, or maybe she also hoped that she could come back.

In this way, I accompanied her for half an hour, until Pranya was tired of crying and wanted to sleep, so she left with her bag and videotape......

(End of chapter)