That winter.

It was the earliest day she had ever gotten up, at 3:20 a.m.

Without warning.

Grandma suddenly collapsed, also got up in the early morning, collapsed on the side of the bed, it was the nanny who cooked breakfast for her every day found out and hurriedly called an ambulance, and she was still unconscious when she arrived at the hospital.

Didn't wake up.

Rushing from Beijing to Shanghai, Shen Jing didn't sleep well all night, sitting on the bench outside the guardianship room, silent.

The doctor came out of the intensive care unit and saw that she had been sitting and reminded her to rest, and she just hummed and didn't say a word at the end.

Doctor: "We tried our best, but we couldn't do the surgery anymore, and the cerebrovascular lesion, from the initial narrowing to the current occlusion." ”

The original cerebrovascular disease, now the problem is more serious, I thought it was just a bad memory, and I couldn't tell the difference between Liang Yingning and Xing Fei.

It's really good to lie to her, every time I go back to Shanghai and take it to an old restaurant for dinner, I happily put on a hat and go with her.

clearly didn't like that kind of occasion, and said happily that she wanted to go, but she was old and couldn't remember what the Shanghai market looked like outside.

Shen Jing raised her head, and her weak voice said, "Can you wake up?" ”

"Maybe the vital signs will disappear when she is unconscious, so be prepared." ”

Shen Jing turned on her mobile phone, skillfully pressed Zhou Lushen's number, and finally didn't dial it, and even laughed at her own behavior, how could she have such a ridiculous behavior.

Stupid, stupid, how can you think about that person whenever something happens.

Turning around and walking into the ward, she sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the old man who refused to open his eyes to look at her.

Stingy, open your eyes and see what she can do.

His eyes were getting redder, he sniffed, and endured and endured.

From beginning to end, it was Sun Qiyan who accompanied her.

The milk brought to her, thinking that she couldn't drink milk on an empty stomach, Sun Qiyan went downstairs again and ran to buy her noodles in the old alley in Dingxi.

When did Sun Qiyan leave and come back, Shen Jing was not impressed at all, and the place full of disinfectant water smelled the smell of salty oil mixed noodles.

She sniffed.

Sun Qiyan squatted next to her, "Let's find a place to eat." ”

Shen Jing realized that she was so hungry that she couldn't stand steadily, Sun Qiyan half-squatted down, "It's okay, I'll carry you downstairs." ”

As soon as he was attached to his back, the man seemed to be so nervous that his whole body collapsed, Shen Jing hurriedly retreated, leaning against the wall, she was also nervous.

In my memory, except for my father, no one has carried her like this.

"I'll go by myself."

Sun Qiyan didn't force it.

It took a long time for the two of them to get to the parking lot, and sitting in the car, Sun Qiyan turned on all the lights, opened the lunch box, peeled off the chopsticks for her, and watched her eat noodles one by one.

"And porridge, tell me if there's anything you want to eat." He said.

"What about you?" Shen Jing looked at him and asked, "Have you eaten?" ”

It seems that since last night, he has been with her in the hospital.

Sun Qiyan rubbed her head and smiled gently, "I've eaten it." ”

Shen Jing put the untouched porridge in his hand, "Don't eat it." ”

It doesn't matter if you're worried or ordered, it's not okay to break off friendship.

Sun Qiyan shook his head and smiled, listening to her.

It was quiet, and I didn't speak.

Sleepy, she lay in the car and couldn't fall asleep, and went back to the ward, watching the doctors who hurriedly walked into the intensive care unit to rescue her.

All night long, move to the operating room.

She never closed her eyes.

It doesn't seem to work.

At two o'clock in the morning, her vital signs disappeared, and her grandmother did not wake up to see her for the last time, and her memory stopped at the last time she left Shanghai, when a pair of wrinkled hands knitted a scarf for her and stuffed it in her duffel bag.

"Nan Nan likes to wrap a scarf in winter, it's big, the face is almost invisible, this light and warm, it's uglier than what you bought."

Not ugly.

She actually liked it.

Shen Jing's arms were propped up on the wall, her eyes blinked, and the pearls that she had endured for a day and a night fell to the floor as if they had broken threads.

Sun Qiyan was so at a loss that she didn't know how to comfort her, life and death, the word comfort never worked.

"I'll lend you a hug." He said.

Arching her gently into his arms, she did not refuse, and the thin and soft little girl shrank into his arms.

Tears finally wet the man's white and clean shirt.

There was no sound, only the body trembling.

Sun Qiyan raised his hand and smoothed her back, gentle like a feather, and got along with his grandmother with feelings, how could he not be sad, he didn't flick when he had tears, these five words didn't seem to work.

His chin rested on top of her head, and in her blurred vision, she looked at the old man covered with a white cloth.

- Qi Yan likes Nannan, that is, he likes it, Grandma can see it, Grandma also likes Qi Yan, Qi Yan is filial

- Nan Nan is very well-behaved, isn't she?

- Have you ever met her boyfriend? Is he good to Nannan?

I haven't seen it, I don't know it, Sun Qiyan only gave six words at that time.

He made up a lie that her nanny didn't have a boyfriend.

The old lady looked at him happily, "Then does our Qi Yan count, every time she comes back, she always asks you to pick you up at the airport." ”

Although every time, how can it be counted.

Sun Qiyan just laughed and didn't answer the old lady at that time.

The arms are tightened to hold the crying person in their arms tighter.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you're not alone, it's okay, it's okay."

"You don't know how happy Grandma was a few days ago, she told me that Nan Nan took her to eat the best food in Shanghai, she didn't remember anyone, and sometimes she would misremember my name, Yan Qi Yan Qi..."

"There is still me in Hucheng, when you want to come back in the future, you can come to my house."

The person in her arms never spoke, just hugged him tightly, the tears flowed more and more, and she choked with a 'whin', and the white shirt was deformed by her fingers.

Door to the ward.

From the time Sun Qiyan gently hugged Shen Jing into his arms, the man witnessed the whole process with a pair of dark and cold eyes.

Sun Qiyan was still soothing the little girl who was crying bitterly, she was thinly dressed, thin, wrapped in Sun Qiyan's arms like a dying rabbit.

"Auntie and me, do you want to cry, cry, I'll accompany you, you can do it anytime, don't be afraid."

Although Sun Qiyan's eyes were rolling with tears, and his voice was almost trembling and choking, he had to suppress his emotions.

Helpless, she hugged him tighter and more dependent, really wronged.