It was the beginning of summer, and it was raining heavily, and the rain froze the dust flying on the yellow earth under his feet.

That morning, in the dimness of a rainy day, she opened the door, only to see him kneeling on the ground.

He was dressed in a messy suit and was almost prostrate on the ground.

Hearing the door open, he looked up at her.

At that time, in the drizzling rain, she still saw the tears on his face so clearly.

Frightened, shocked, this is the only boy her chick brought back to show her.

Now that he looks like this, is he telling her, is something wrong with Niu Niu?

As soon as she thought that something had happened to her Niuniu, her feet instantly weakened, and she fell to the ground paralyzed, her mouth open, tears flowed into her mouth, and her voice was sharp, "Where's my Niuniu, where is Niuniu?" ”

The man got up from the ground and helped her to sit on the bed while he, on his knees in front of her.

There is no explanation, just a repetition of sorry sentence by sentence.

At that time, her heartache was like a thousand knives cutting flesh through her heart.

The hand fell on his shoulder one by one, "Where's my girl, where is my girl......"

She asked over and over again, and in the end, all that remained was the sound of weeping.

He stayed there for a week, helping her with laundry, cooking, even wiping her body, doing everything.

And she lay in bed for three days, almost without eating or drinking for three days.

On the third day, I woke up in the warm rice soup, sat up in a daze, looked at him in front of me, and said in a low voice, "You tell me, where is my niuniu?" ”

She listened to him for a long, long time, and when she had finished listening, all the tears and the strength to beat him had been exhausted.

Her chick is gone.

The girl who was coquettish and crying in her arms is gone.

She dried her eyes and lay down slowly, ignoring the man who was sitting on the edge of her bed and couldn't stop sobbing.

The voice was a little dry, "You go." ”

Soon, she fell asleep, and the sound of the man's tears became quieter and quieter.

He struggled to leave, not knowing that the moment he left, she burst into tears again.

When she woke up the next day, he was asleep in Niuniu's old cot.

She glanced at the man, beautiful and bizarre, yes, beautiful man, not so reliable.

The man's face was unusually red, but she still couldn't help it, and probed to see that she had a fever.

The man next door carried him to the only private clinic in the village, and the doctor frowned and examined him for a long time before he lowered his voice, "High fever caused by low resistance caused by long-term lack of food and rain. ”

At that time, how could she understand so much, just grabbed the doctor's hand and said over and over again, "Save him, save him." ”

In the face of life, even if he caused her to lose her child, she still couldn't help it, saved him, and took care of him.

The young man's resilience was always so amazing, he woke up the next day, holding the rice soup she had given him, and swallowed it one bite at a time.

After drinking the rice soup, she took back the bowl and began to pack up and prepare to go back.

"Don't come again."

He got up from the hospital bed, followed her back, and stayed with her in silence for two days and three days before going back.

Every month after that, he would come and stay for two days, nestled in that little bed.

The old man raised his eyes to look at her, and it was clear that he was smiling, but she couldn't make out her smile.