Dressed as cannon fodder, fake daughter, she worked hard

Chapter 285 Wake up soon

Meng Xia's gardenias are white and soft, with a refreshing fragrance. The light smell sneaks in through the window, diluting the pungent smell of the disinfectant in the air.

In a tidy single ward, a girl in a clean blue and white striped shirt lay quietly on the bed with her eyes closed, and beside her stood an old man with gray hair in an old-fashioned gown.

The old man's voice was a little ethereal: "Xiao Sheng, it's time to wake up."

The girl's slightly pale lips parted slightly, and her fingers curled up slightly, as if she was struggling to wake up.

"Wake up quickly." The old man looked at her with a smile.

Finally, under this sight, the girl fanned her eyelashes and opened her eyes with all her might.

Jiang Sheng murmured: "Grandpa?"

"Hey, after sleeping for a few days, you don't even recognize grandpa?"

Jiang Sheng stared blankly at the ceiling, and said softly in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa..."

She exhaled slowly, and there seemed to be an empty space somewhere in her heart: "I had a very long dream."

"It seems..." she said uncertainly, "I dreamed about my sister."

Grandpa smiled and said, "Probably because you miss your sister too much."

Is that right?

Jiang Sheng felt a little pain in her head, and some scenes flashed vaguely, but they were not very real. When she wanted to find out, she couldn't remember it.

Jiang Sheng twisted his face.

"When you wake up from the dream, don't think about it, just let the things in the dream stay there." Grandpa seemed to see that she was recalling, "If you frown just after waking up, be careful of getting old."

"Wanmu Zhengrong in early summer, since you wake up, don't sleep, the teachers and classmates are waiting for you to go back to school."

"Chu Xia?" Jiang Sheng asked suddenly, "What date is today?"

Grandpa looked at her strangely: "The third day of the fourth lunar month in the lunar calendar, and the eighth day of the fifth lunar month in the solar calendar."

"Sleep stupid?"

Jiang Sheng rested his hand on his forehead and closed his eyes tightly, trying to block the light coming from all directions around him like a tide.

No, she remembered that she seemed to have stayed up all night and finished reading a novel just now, it should be during the summer vacation...

Why is it only May?
What was she thinking, she asked.

"Yes." Grandpa replied affirmatively, "You are graduating soon, have you handed in your thesis yet? Still sleeping here."

Jiang Sheng was confused: "I'm graduating soon?"

"Aren't you busy with your graduation defense a few days ago, so busy that you fainted at home, why don't I send you to the hospital immediately?" Grandpa complained, "How many times have I told you that young people are still important."

Is that so?
Jiang Sheng felt his steady breathing.

It seems to be like this. It is now May of the second year. Not long after the end of her defense, she has not yet handed in her thesis. She may have been overworked and passed out.

Jiang Sheng was a little surprised, he has always been able to do well in his studies, why did an ordinary defense make him dizzy?

But as long as her head hurts as soon as she recalled it carefully, Jiang Sheng didn't think about it any more.

Grandpa handled the procedures for her to be discharged from the hospital, but maybe her body has not fully recovered, Jiang Sheng only felt weak in her hands and feet and could not move freely at all.

After being discharged from the hospital, she recuperated at home for nearly a month before returning to school reluctantly.

Stepping into the campus again, she felt as if she had passed away.The poplar trees line the gray concrete road to the end, and the energetic juniors are riding bicycles, moving forward in the wind, with their hair fluttering, shining golden light in the sun.

Roommate Xie Yihan came to pick her up specially, and mentioned by the way: "Do you know that Jiang Jingyi is back?"

"Jiang Jing's translation?" Jiang Sheng tilted his head.

Xie Yihan and she were in a high school. At that time, there was a top ten student who had been in the top ten for a long time, but in an exam, his ranking dropped suddenly without warning, and he fell to the bottom of the hundreds.

This person is Jiang Jingyi.

Jiang Jingyi usually talks a lot, but because he failed the exam, he seemed like a different person.After the head teacher talked to him, he arranged him behind Jiang Sheng, hoping that Jiang Sheng could help his classmates in their studies.

But after the college entrance examination, the other party went abroad, and Jiang Sheng didn't contact him anymore.

"That's right." Xie Yihan said, "Isn't this just the right time to graduate? You said get together, are you going?"

Jiang Sheng's first reaction was: "Truth or Dare?"

She was really scared. Fortunately, Jiang Jingyi saved her from it.

Xie Yihan chuckled: "No, no, the party organized by Jiang Jingyi will still trick you?"

Jiang Sheng thought this was weird, and then heard Xie Yihan whisper: "Speaking of which, I used to really think that Jiang Jingyi was interested in you, but I didn't expect that after the break-up meal, he ran out of the country without a word, it really broke our cp pink heart."

Jiang Sheng's heart skipped a beat: "...What did you say?"

Xie Yihan stared: "Don't tell me you don't know, we were guessing at the time if the confession failed, he felt embarrassed and went abroad overnight."

Jiang Sheng's mind was buzzing.

During the third year of high school, it was the most difficult time for her.Although the schoolwork is heavy, it is still within the scope of control, but the sudden death of my sister can definitely be called a devastating blow.

At that time, Jiang Sheng was still under the order of the head teacher to urge the back desk to study, and there would always be some clues when getting along day and night.

Once after school at noon, she and Jiang Jingyi stayed in the classroom to discuss a math problem. They were late and hurried downstairs, only to find that the iron bars on the stairs were locked, and no one answered their shouts.

Jiang Sheng, who was hungry, went up the stairs silently, getting more and more wronged as he walked, his stomach was empty and his ears were buzzing.

Even though he witnessed his sister's stiff and lifeless face not long ago, Jiang Sheng still didn't shed any tears.

She was strong enough to help her grandpa deal with all the funeral affairs properly. She thought she was calm and restrained, and her suppressed emotions finally broke out suddenly at this very ordinary noon.

Ever since my sister left, everything is bullying me, even the door is bullying me...

She turned her head sideways, tears kept falling, and she pursed her lips tightly, refusing to make a sound.

The boy next to her thought that she was depressed because she hadn't eaten lunch. It wasn't until she walked four floors up that the girl still kept her face sideways and said nothing, and the boy realized something was wrong.

He ran to the front and saw the girl's fair face covered with tears, he was really taken aback, panicked and at a loss: "Why do you..."

After thinking for a while, the boy resisted the unspoken nonsense, and then said softly, "Don't cry, wait for someone to open the door, and I'll go to the canteen to buy bread or instant noodles, okay?"

Jiang Sheng still didn't speak, and even called it expressionless, or numb and calm, only the tears were still honestly falling.

The boy seemed to realize that this was not the reason, took out the restaurant paper from his school uniform pocket, and pulled Jiang Sheng to sit down in the corridor: "Did something happen?"

His voice is very gentle: "I once met a little girl in the orphanage. She was very thin and pitiful. She was robbed of snacks and toys by other children. Everyone bullied her..."

"But now that little girl is about to go to college, she is very beautiful, studies well, has a good temper, and has made some friends."

Jiang Sheng wept quietly and listened quietly.

She was also adopted by her grandfather from the orphanage. In the past, everyone in the orphanage bullied her, and so did the headmaster.

She heard the person next to her speak again, with a very clear and light tone, talking about the unbearable experience, but without the slightest resentment, just stating the facts:
"I was adopted from a young age. The family that adopted me had two sons of their own. They didn't like me. Only a grandma treated me well, but when I was four years old, the grandma left..."

He seemed to smile a bit: "After my grandma left, I couldn't eat enough every day. The most serious time was that I fainted in the ground from hunger. I gradually woke up and looked at the halo of the sun. At that time, I even thought, well Tired, that's it, don't wake up, it's good."

"But I was not reconciled. Later, I went from house to house to beg for food every day. When I was six years old and moved to a new home, I no longer lacked food and clothing."

He folded his hands and supported his knees with his elbows, but his eyes turned to Jiang Sheng, and her figure was reflected in his eyes: "Cry aloud when you are sad, there is nothing difficult to overcome, let go after crying."

Jiang Sheng suddenly asked seriously: "Did you also cry at that time?"

He thought for a while: "I heard people say that I would cry in my grandma's arms when I was a child, probably because I didn't know that I was not born to my adoptive parents, and I was not equal to my parents' preference... But I have never cried since I can remember."

It's no use crying.

Jiang Sheng felt distressed for a moment.

The people around her handed her a tissue and said, "Wipe your tears."

Only then did Jiang Sheng realize that she had stopped crying. She took the tissue and spread it on her face, leaving only a soft white in front of her eyes.

She turned her head away, a little embarrassed.

She can still vaguely remember the faint fragrance on the tissue.

　This chapter seems to have been written in... May.There will be mold in the deposit box.

　　I can write after skipping dozens of chapters. From this aspect, I am also a talent
　　
　
(End of this chapter)