I want to see the moon, but I see you.

This may be Dilibeer. Ahmat, every day of his old age in Licheng Gongnaisian.

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On the third day after the funeral, the old man fell seriously ill.

In a coma for a day and a night, everyone didn't dare to sleep all night, and they all stayed by the bedside, afraid that the old man would not survive because of grief.

Fortunately, after the sixth day, the old man slowly got better and became energetic.

On the seventh day after the funeral, the old man gathered all the juniors who had not left to worship the old lady together.

After the end of the first seven, the Han family left Gong Naisi one after another and left Licheng.

At ten o'clock that night, Wen Ori was brewing cold medicine for Shang Hexing in the house. From the arrival of Shang Hexing, and the days when the funeral was held, to now, Shang Hexing has not slept much.

Doing it yourself, never sleeping, even if the body is made of iron walls, it can't withstand such destruction.

The wind was cold for a few days, and he had a low-grade fever for several nights, and he was afraid that Wen Ori would be worried, so he didn't tell Wen Ori. If it weren't for Wen Weaving going to Hug Shang Hexing tonight and noticing that his body temperature was abnormal, he wouldn't know that he had a low-grade fever.

"We've been sleeping in separate beds, and if I hadn't hugged you tonight, would you have made it through?" Wen Ori came over with the brewed cold medicine, and there was some complaint in his tone.

Blame him for not taking his body seriously.

Shang Hexing took the cold medicine in her hand: "With my physical fitness, it's not a big problem. ”

Wen Zhi retracted his hand, Shang Hexing took it up, and he looked up at her, his handsome face was slightly tired.

This state is so bad that Wen Weaving feels distressed.

Forget it, whoever made him a patient now, it's nothing to accommodate him.

Shang Hexing smiled bitterly: "Don't drink it?" ”

"Here," Wen Ori handed him cold medicine, "Don't do this next time." ”

When the cold medicine arrived in Shang Hexing's hand, he lowered his head and drank it, silent.

Wen Zhi held back a lot of strength in his heart to compete with him: "Did you hear my words?" ”

He finished drinking the cold medicine, put the cup aside, raised his head and said to Wen Ori, "I heard it." ”

Wen Ori continued to compete with him: "Anyway, I will learn from you." ”

Shang Hexing raised his eyebrows: "Learn from me?" ”

Wen Weaving's attitude with a single glance: "Learn that you are obviously sick and deliberately hide it, gritting your teeth." Anyway, I'm young, and my physical fitness is good, so you won't know if I survived, but if I didn't......"

"I know it's wrong." He took her hand, his palm warm: "I will change." ”

After speaking, he put his forehead against her hand: "Actually, it's not comfortable, don't learn from me." ”

The energy that Wen Weaving was holding back in his heart disappeared, but began to be a little sullen again.

He lost his mother at a young age, carried everything alone, was baptized by wind and rain, he never fell, and grew into a towering tree overnight, and that heart had long been sealed freely.

Wen Zhi remembered that Shang Hexing failed to make it to his grandmother's last trip that day, he was expressionless, without any emotion, and knelt down on his knees in front of his grandmother's bed very calmly, kowtowing to the old man four times.

That's his last filial piety.

Wen Weaving turned over her palm against his forehead, the low-grade fever was not obvious, she had to sit down beside him and reach out to hug his waist.

Shang Hexing sat up straight and let her hold her waist, and after a while he asked, "Is it still hot?" ”

Wen Weaving: "How can it be so fast, and it's not a miracle drug." ”

Shang Hexing sighed.

Wen Zhi pinched the meat on his waist with two fingers, Shang Hexing was silent, Wen Zhi reminded him: "Take your temperature again in half an hour, you won't go out tonight, have a good rest." ”

He tilted his head closer to the side of her face: "What about you?" ”

Wen Ori said, "I'll guard you. ”

Shang Hexing was about to speak, when there was a knock on the door outside-

"Uncle Cousin!"

Wen Weaving let go of Shang Hexing and stood up with Shang Hexing, almost at the same moment.

A few days ago, I just experienced the old man in a coma and was in a critical situation, as long as someone knocked on the door at night, or was suddenly found, Shang Hexing would reflexively tense his nerves, and the whole person entered a state of tension.

"It's Meng Fan." Wen Ori said.

Shang Hexing hummed, walked to the door and opened the door, looking at Meng Fan outside the door: "What's wrong?" ”

Meng Fan knew that his cousin was also in the house, so he shouted in advance.

At this moment, she saw that her cousin's face was tense, and immediately explained: "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for weaving." ”

After ten o'clock, it was dark, Shang Hexing didn't turn sideways to give way, and asked first: "What are you looking for her?" ”

Meng Fan said: "Grandpa asked me to come, he said that he wanted to see Weaving, so I came over to bring Weaving over." ”

"Grandpa wants to see her?"

"That's right."

"I'll take a look."

Shang Hexing was about to go out, but Meng Fan stopped him: "Uncle Cousin, you don't have to go, Grandpa Tai is in good health, just now Grandpa Tai only said that he wanted to see Wen Weaving, and he probably has something to say to Wen Weaving." ”

As for what to say, no one can guess.

But Meng Fan had a good premonition in his heart, and he always felt that it would not be a bad thing for Grandpa Tai to see Wen Weaving this time.

"I'll come with you." At this time, Wen Ori walked out.

Shang Hexing turned sideways, Wen Zhi walked to his side, she looked up at him: "Grandpa probably wants me to chat with him, you also saw it, after the funeral, he didn't care about anyone, and he didn't say a word for a day." ”

If people don't speak for too long, they will go from not wanting to speak, gradually becoming unable to speak, and then remain silent forever.

Shang Hexing said: "I'll go with you, I'll wait for you outside." ”

It doesn't matter if he doesn't go in, he wants to keep it.

Wen Zhi took the initiative to hold his arm: "Then let's go over." ”

Meng Fan's words had already arrived, so he left first, and then Wen Zhi followed Shang Hexing to see the old lady.

On the way over, Wen Zhi mentioned one thing to Shang Hexing, she said: "That day, probably everyone thought that my grandmother spoiled me, even if the hatred was not gone, I would like to agree to see my grandfather for the last time for my wishes." ”

When Shang Hexing heard this, he guessed Wen Zhi's next sentence.

He whispered, "Actually, you know, it's not all because of you. ”

Wen Zhi nodded, Xu is heart of this matter, personally told Shang Hexing, her heart lightened, and her steps became brisk.

She said unhurriedly: "I used to read a book, and there is a saying that people have a premonition in the few minutes when they are about to die. I think my grandmother must know that she can't survive this time, but she still has unresolved regrets in her heart, she doesn't want to leave with regrets, but she still can't open that mouth directly, so she said, let me make a wish. ”

This is the best way that the old lady can think of before she dies.

"I thought about it later, what would happen if I was a greedy person who made the opposite wish to my grandmother's thoughts?" Wen Zhimei had a shallow smile in his eyes: "Grandma will definitely grant my wish without hesitation, because she knows that I will not let her have any regrets." ”