Hurt...... It hurts......

The body seemed to be swollen and cracked, the stomach was constantly cramping, trying to struggle the body but not being controlled by the brain, the dizziness was terrible, the consciousness became blurred, and the stomach felt a fire burning constantly, and soon, it seemed that something rushed up and hit the throat.

At this moment, the time has become long and tormenting, longing to get rid of it as soon as possible, but there is no way to get rid of it, only endless pain and suffering.

This feeling is completely different from what she thinks.

There is only one scene in her mind, many years ago, her father and mother, lying in the same bed, their faces like ashes, without breath, leaving her alone in this world.

Soon, she was about to see them, and she was going to ask them aloud why she was willing to leave her as their precious little princess.

She closed her eyes and waited for death to creep in her pain.

Suddenly, a deafening sound sounded in her ears, and soon, someone slapped her cheek, and her voice was hoarse and trembling.

"Qinghe, child, wake up!"

She was picked up and moved extremely fast.

Still suffering from unbearable abdominal pain, accompanied by severe nausea and vomiting, the contents of the stomach were finally cleansed.

Leng Qinghe opened his eyes, and his weak body was almost torn.

She's not dead......

Her hand was grabbed by Uncle Jiang, his face was full of worry, and he stood up excitedly the moment he saw her wake up.

He bent over and leaned close to her cheek, "Child, are you awake?" Isn't it uncomfortable? Just bear with it, just bear with it, it's okay, everything is over. ”

Is it in the past......

She just felt that she couldn't get by, so she chose this way to end herself.

She didn't know how to live.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she had those terrible images in her mind, the cold and pale faces, the dark and empty houses......

Uncle Jiang sent her to another country thousands of miles away, just to make her forget that painful memory.

But how can you forget this pain, like cutting flesh?

Here, Uncle Jiang gave her the best life, just like the privileged life created for her by her father and mother back then, the food and clothing are almost the same, but the only difference is her heart.

She couldn't seem to be happier.

Her world seems to be raining every day, dim, damp, lightning and thunder, and occasionally on a sunny day, it will be suddenly covered with a layer of sadness for some reason.

Her emotions seem to be out of her control, and she will always feel sad, fearful and hesitant for no reason, and over time, she will even become hopeless.

She was so desperate that she no longer had any nostalgia for the world.

She wanted to go to her mom and dad, to find her only affection.

At this moment, Uncle Jiang's sadness did not seem to be adulterated, which made her a little ashamed.

She wanted to say something, but her throat was like a knife, and she opened her mouth, and she couldn't speak.

A vicissitudes of life touched the top of her head and stroked her head over and over again, "Child, don't talk yet, rest well, and wait for two days." ”

She bit her lip and nodded, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

The hand wiped away the tears again, Uncle Jiang dragged the stool and sat next to her, "Qinghe, don't be afraid, Uncle Jiang is by your side, if you are tired, sleep for a while, Uncle Jiang is here, don't go anywhere." ”

She opened her eyes and stared at Uncle Jiang, his eyes were very red, as if she had cried.

They didn't speak, they were silent like that, no one knew what was going on in the other party's heart, she moved her weak arm and grabbed Uncle Jiang's hand.

Uncle Jiang squeezed her hand tightly and patted the back of her hand.

This feeling is familiar, just like when she was sick when she was a child, her father sat at the head of the bed and held her hand, the same anxiety and worry.

She knew that her behavior was ashamed of Uncle Jiang.

She didn't want to be like this, torturing herself and Uncle Jiang, she wanted to end it, so she let herself go and Uncle Jiang.

In the end, she still didn't die......

Uncle Jiang sat on the edge of her bed for a day and a night, barely closing her eyes, and she knew that he was afraid that after she closed her eyes, she would do something terrible.

When her voice finally improved and she was able to speak, she hoarsely shouted in a hoarse voice, "Uncle Jiang." ”

"Eh, kid, what's so uncomfortable?" Uncle Jiang's fatigue embarrassed him so much that she struggled to sit up.

Uncle Jiang helped her up and cushioned her behind her so that she could lean more comfortably, and her tense face finally eased a little, "Are you hungry?" Is it good to drink some porridge? ”

She shook her head, "I'm not hungry, Uncle Jiang, I'm sorry." ”

"Silly boy." He tolerated like a father, "As long as Uncle Jiang is here, he won't let you suffer the slightest grievance, Uncle Jiang will spend more time with you in the future, and it will get better slowly, Uncle Jiang treats you as his own child, don't let Uncle Jiang send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, okay?" ”

She gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to cry.

Later, Uncle Jiang told him about the past years, those unforgettable days for his life, and she understood why Uncle Jiang behaved so abnormally about her behavior.

He is Jiang Tianan, who many people fear, but no one knows that behind him, there is such a heart-wrenching sadness.

She really deserves to die, she broke Uncle Jiang's heart again.

Uncle Jiang accompanied her for a walk in the garden of the hospital, and in the middle of the way, she suddenly wanted to eat a local snack, and Uncle Jiang told the people below to follow her every step of the way, and ran out to buy it himself.

The warm sunlight shone on her, and she curled her legs, leaning back in her chair, staring blankly into the distance.

"Hello."

The crisp and cheerful unfamiliar voice made her raise her head curiously.

A very good-looking boy, carrying a backpack, was bent over and greeted her warmly.

She thought that she was another frivolous person who only cared about her appearance, so she turned her head to the other side, trying to make him retreat in this way.

The boy sat down beside her, "My name is Si Shaonian, the Shaonian of the good years, what about you?" ”

It's noisy.

She didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

"I'm here to see a friend." He didn't care about her indifference, and his high-spirited appearance filled the vitality of youth, "Look at your face doesn't seem to be very good, are you sick?" ”

She glanced at him, warning him with her eyes that it was time to stop.

He didn't think so, and continued to talk to himself, "It's a good feeling to meet a fellow countryman in a foreign country, do you feel lonely and homesick?" ”

She couldn't wait to cover her ears, this person was so annoying, couldn't she see her disgust at all?

"Can you tell me your name?" His temper is really good, he is not moved by her indifference at all, and still smiles like a spring breeze, "If you tell me your name, I won't bother you, how about it?" ”

He bit his lower lip and looked at the caretaker standing not far away.

I really wanted to call him to drive this inexplicable person away.

But that man didn't seem to intend to care about it.

"I don't have any ill intentions, I just feel very kind to see you." He continued to lobby.

"If you ......"

"Leng Qinghe." She spoke impatiently.

He actually stretched out his hand to her, spread out his palm, "Write to me, which two words are there." ”

The ghost sent the gods, she actually wrote in the palm of his hand, stroke by stroke, writing very slowly, he waited patiently, did not rush at all, and looked extremely seriously.

"Qinghe ......," he said, and then said, "Your name, like you, is very beautiful." ”

The slightest favor vanished in an instant, and she frowned and told him very seriously, "I hate you flamboyant people like me. ”

He was still not angry, but his smile widened, "I wanted to make you happy, but I didn't expect it to be self-defeating, it seems that I have to learn how to get along with a girl like you." ”

"You're so annoying." She had no patience to continue pestering him.

"Okay, then I won't bother you." He stood up to say goodbye, "If you're still here tomorrow, we should see each other again, and when the time comes, I hope to see you smile." ”

It wasn't until he was far away that she looked up in the direction he was heading.

It's good-looking, but there are a lot of words.

The next day, she sat in the same place again, not waiting for anyone, but the view from that position was really good.

This time, Uncle Jiang was by her side.

And he really came.

It's still so vibrant.

"Leng Qinghe." He laughed and shouted at her.

"You know?" Uncle Jiang looked at the handsome young man curiously.

"I don't know." She said coldly.

His gaze fell on Uncle Jiang, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

Uncle Jiang's abnormality surprised her, and he actually got up and left, leaving his place to a stranger.

He sat down, placed his backpack between the two of them, and started his self-talking chat again.

At first she was disgusted, but gradually, when he began to talk about some interesting things in his law class, she was suddenly intrigued.

She remembered someone.

A man she didn't dare say goodbye to.

After the accident, she secretly walked back to school, wanting to take one last look at that person's figure, which was the last goodbye.

It's a pity she didn't see it.

Maybe this is fate, she and him will eventually become never to see each other again.

"You studied law?"

He was stunned for a moment by her sudden opening, and happily replied, "yes, what? ”

"I know someone who is probably a law student now."

"Why should it?" He always captures the subtleties very well.

"I don't know."

Who knows if that person was telling her the truth.

He didn't ask any more questions and moved on to other topics.

That day, they sat together for three hours, and most of the time, he was talking, and she gradually stopped being disgusted.

He was a very cheerful man, full of sunshine.