When Feng Ling and Qin Que rushed to the hospital, Wen Nan was waiting for them at the gate.

She has a small face, even if she wipes the tears on her face, she can't hide her red and swollen eyes, and her nasal passages that are difficult to hide when she speaks.

The autumn in Wangbei is not as cold as in the capital, but at this time, the evening wind is blowing, and Feng Ling shiveres.

"Nan Nan ......"

She didn't dare to speak loudly, she was afraid of startling Wen Nan, afraid that she would cry, and afraid that she would not be able to coax her.

Feng Ling doesn't comfort people, she often tries hard but still can't get the point, she hates her own shortcomings for the first time.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are common, and Wen Nan accepted the death of her parents when she was a child. This time her grandmother died of a cerebral infarction, of course she was sad, even if it was infinite sadness, but she didn't want her kind friends to rush over to help her and worry too much about her situation.

Supporting the mental strength of the exhausted people, Wen Nan nodded, wanting to laugh to reassure them, but her face was particularly stiff at this time, and she really couldn't laugh.

"It's okay, grandma is old and her health has been bad for a long time......"

Obviously she is the one who lost her loved ones, but she seems to be comforting herself and letting herself try to accept it.

Wen Nan was already thin, but at this time she was not in good spirits, and her state was even more tired and weak, as if she could be blown down by a gust of wind. Feng Ling walked over at this time, didn't say anything, and gave her a tight and steady hug.

At first, Wen Nan didn't want to cry, she felt that she had to be strong in front of her friends. But Feng Ling's hug was too warm, so warm that her nose was sour, and her eyes were warm in an instant.

Immediately, the tears like pearls fell one by one, did not stain one place, disappeared in this small county town, and melted into the hearts of everyone on the field.

Wen Nan hugged Feng Ling, and her crying evolved from depression to indulgence. She had never been so rude, and she cried wet the shoulders of Feng Ling's clothes in the night.

No matter how you hug and comfort, they are all girls, and there is nothing wrong with that.

Qin Que is a man, and he also wants to comfort Wen Nan, but at this moment, even if he steps forward to hug him, it will seem out of proportion.

It wasn't until Wen Nan's crying gradually eased that he walked up to them and took out a tissue to wipe Wen Nan's tears.

"Don't cry, it's too cold outside, I'll take you to the hotel first."

According to his common sense, Grandma Wennan's body should be sent to the morgue, and the family has gone through the formalities for the preservation of the body. Tonight, he's going to have to take the two girls to find a place to stay.

After wiping Wen Nan's tears, Qin Que was just about to put the rest of the tissue back in his bag, and he met Feng Ling, who turned around.

The narrow eyes were slightly stunned, and Qin Que was startled by Feng Ling with tears on his face.

Why did she cry like this?

Qin Que's astonishment was written on his face, and Feng Ling was also taken aback by his emotions that he had captured, and hurriedly lowered his head and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

Gradually coming back to his senses, Qin Que handed her the tissue: "Wipe it yourself." ”

“……”

Feng Ling was really speechless, and she didn't let him help wipe it.

This man is a double standard.

The new town is not a big city, there are only small hotels here, but fortunately it is still clean.

The money for accommodation was paid by Qin Que, he had one room by himself, and Wen Nan and Feng Ling lived in a double room.

The two rooms were not far from each other, and before parting at the door of the double room, Qin Que grabbed Feng Ling's arm and told him uneasily: "She is in a bad mood now, you should sleep sensitively at night and take care of her." ”

Feng Ling didn't need to be taught these things, and she would do them herself, but being instructed by Qin Que made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Oh."

With a cold perfunctory sound, Feng Ling pushed his hand away, entered and closed the door.

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At night, it was difficult for Wen Nan to fall asleep.

In her dream, she saw her grandmother with a loving face. originally thought that this was the last consolation, but Wen Nan didn't expect that everything that happened next was the scene in the hospital last night.

Grandma was awake for a moment on the road, but her speech was still indistinct.

"Nannan, study hard first...... she gasped as if out of breath, "live independently, and then talk to him about ......"

After that, grandma's breath was shallow.

knew that Wen Nan liked Yuan Zheng, so grandma, as an elder, although she was not optimistic about this relationship, she did not break them up decisively. She was just worried that her granddaughter would be deceived and bullied, and hoped that she would protect herself first and then talk about her feelings.

Because, the granddaughter has no family from now on. It was wind and rain on the road, and she had to carry it alone.

Feeling the coldness of her fingertips, Wen Nan, who had finally fallen asleep, woke up. The night was quiet, and outside the window was a rich ink.

Hearing the sound, Feng Ling, who didn't dare to sleep, turned on the bedside lamp.

"Are you having a nightmare?" She whispered concern.

Wen Nan's breath was very heavy, and her nose was full of familiar sourness, and with a hmm, she sat down at the head of the bed.

Feng Ling also sat up at this time and sighed uncontrollably.

"It's like this at the beginning, I want to miss it, but I'm not afraid of it after a long time."

Casting his gaze, Wen Nan wrapped her arms around her knees, and listened to Feng Ling quietly while her heartbeat was steady.

The latter himself did not expect that one day he would be able to comfort others with his own experience, instead of saying good things that he was ashamed to say.

"When my mom died, I was in the sixth grade, so I remember it very clearly." Thinking of someone special, her voice subconsciously softened, "At that time, I cried every day because I knew that she would not come back, and I would not have a mother in the future." ”

Speaking of which, even though the memory has been long gone, Feng Ling still can't hide her chokeness.

"I cry during the day, and I dream of her at night. I dreamed of her being weak in front of her hospital bed, and I was a little scared because I was facing loss after loss.

But then I was not afraid, and the story in my dream when my mother came changed and became a time when we were happy. Many times, I don't want to wake up in a dream. ”

When Wen Nan's parents died, she didn't remember it deeply, and she was still at a time when she didn't quite understand the meaning of life and death, so she didn't grieve for too long. At that time, she still had her grandmother, and she had the support to depend on people.

This time, the death of a loved one means a lot to her, but she has to accept the law of birth, old age, sickness and death.

"Actually, it's not fear." Wen Nan lowered her head at this time, and a tear slipped silently from the corner of her eye, "I don't want to lose." ”

"Hmm." Feng Ling also thinks so.

"As soon as you wake up from a dream, there is no hiding from the cruel reality. All our reluctant thoughts are presented as a cold corpse. ”

Wiping the corners of her eyes, Wen Nan tilted her head and inhaled.

They should all look ahead.

The room fell silent, and neither of them mentioned the deceased again. Wen Nan didn't cry either, so Feng Ling dared to cautiously test: "Grandma, didn't you tell Yuan Zheng about it?" ”

She just heard Ruan Siling mention it, and Wen Nan asked her for Ruan Xiwen's phone call before.

Without the other party saying more, Feng Ling could guess that Wen Nan and Yuan Zheng had quarreled, otherwise she would not have contacted Ruan Xiwen, the middleman.

Wen Nan snorted: "We quarreled before, and neither of us contacted anyone." ”

"So you ...... now Don't you have to ask him to come over with you? ”

After all, Yuan Zheng is her rightful boyfriend.

After a moment of silence, Wen Nan slowly shook her head: "Forget it." ”