At that moment, Shi An was like falling into an ice cave.

"What did you say?" He asked, his voice trembling.

Eight years have passed, every day, every year, every year of winter and spring, and the days and nights of minus eleven degrees are not cold in his hot heart.

Eight years, just eight years.

"Xie Changning, what did you say?" He squeezed the words out between his teeth, and the girl's eyes were still empty and cold when she looked at him.

"Changning, what are you doing here, hurry up and help." A middle-aged woman walked out and scolded in a low voice.

She nodded, and turned silently.

"Xie Changning!"

"Classmates, please don't make noise in the hospital." The nurse passing by frowned and reminded.

"Yes, I'm sorry." He apologized, his eyes still fixed on the direction she had left.

"Oh, isn't this Changning's mother?"

Shi An's grandmother didn't know when she was standing beside him, squinting and kindly looking at the woman in front of her.

"Aunt Yang! Why are you here too, not feeling well? The woman became warm, she looked at Shi An carefully, and suddenly realized: "It turned out to be Shi An, I haven't seen you for a few years, you have grown so tall, you are a big boy!"

"Hello Auntie." He squeezed out a smile and smiled hello.

"Eh, Aunt Yang, Shi An's eyes have recovered?"

Speaking of this topic, Grandma Yang's body stiffened, and Shi An's eyes dimmed.

"Alas, restored...... Restored ...... It's just a pity for Shi Xi. ”

"Shi Xi she-" Touching the sad eyes of the two, Changning's mother swallowed back the second half of the sentence stiffly, and only smiled with relief: "It's good to recover, it's good to recover."

Grandma Yang exchanged a few more words with her, and Shi An looked into the ward, hoping to see a familiar figure, but the gap in the door was too small, and Shi An lowered his head in frustration after looking at it for a while.

"Auntie, Shi An...... How did it come to this? ”

The woman's smile froze on her face, and it seemed that the secret of her heart had also been touched.

"Alas, I can't say a word, if you want to know, just ask her yourself."

After that, she wiped her eyes and smiled reluctantly: "Aunt Yang, are you okay?"

"My health is very good, I was a little dizzy a few days ago, and his father asked me to come to the hospital to have a look, no, it's just a little cold, wasting so much money in vain," Grandma Yang said with a little complaint.

"Harm, how can you say that! This body is the capital of the revolution, you still have to take good care, you still have to see Shi An take a good university entrance exam, get married and have children in the future, right? ”

The woman looked at the time and began to get anxious, "Okay, Aunt Yang, you go slowly, I'll go back to the ward first-"

"Auntie, can I go in?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, "...... Yes? ”

In the ward, the middle-aged man was half-lying on the bed, the curtains were hidden, and the fine golden sunlight shone in through the railing, shining on the white bed, casting a swaying shadow.

Xie Changning sat at the table and peeled apples, cut them into small pieces and handed them to the man next to him.

"Xie Changning."

The young man's deep voice sounded, Xie Changning's back froze in place, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

"This is Shi An, right? It's so good, it's so good......" The man muttered, his cloudy eyes looking at him a little dazed.

Xie Changning put down the fruit knife and made a small "pop" sound.

She got up and walked to the window, and pulled back the blue curtains—the sun was streaming down on her, her black hair shone with a pale golden glow, and she closed her eyes and looked up, her figure as if she were going to leave at any moment.

Shi An panicked for a moment.

On the hospital bed, the man was already asleep, and Shi An paced behind her, stretched out his arms, and hugged her weakly, as if hugging a dusty piece of sunshine.

"Shi An, my wish has come true."