Chapter 27

Lang Xiaoruo rented an attic in an alley in Shanghai, less than ten square meters, cold in winter and hot in summer.But this kind of attic costs 1 yuan.Xiao Ruo is working hard to find a job every day. She has not forgotten her promise to Yaya, but there is no response to the job. Last week, Xiao Ruo found a job as a supermarket tally worker, but because of a cough, she worked for less than three days The boss fired her, and Xiao Ruo had to take expensive medicine every day, and the only 2000 yuan she had was now less than [-] yuan.

Cough, cough, cough. Xiao Ruoyou started coughing.Xiao Ruo got herself a glass of water and suddenly heard some old women downstairs talking about her.

Old woman A: "Oh, what a misfortune. My tenant is a tuberculosis ghost. He coughs every day. I'm so flustered by the coughing that I can't sleep well at night."

Old woman B: "Yes, yes, last time I saw her, ouch, that thin one seems like a gust of wind could blow her away."

Old woman Ding: "Oh, I'm afraid of dying here, it will be bad luck."

Old woman A: "Oh, God blesses her to live for three months. After three months, my house will not be rented to her. I am so unlucky."

Cough, cough. Xiao Ruo purposely resisted coughing, but this restraint caused a more severe cough.Cough, cough, vomit, spit out a mouthful of blood and just spit it into Xiao Ruona's water cup, and the water in the cup instantly turned bright red.Xiao Ruo felt that her chest was not so stuffy anymore, and Xiao Ruo remembered what the doctor said yesterday: "Miss Lan, your lung condition has not improved and it seems to be serious, you must keep yourself happy and rest, otherwise you will be worse. Serious, if you vomit blood, you have to come to the hospital immediately, you know." Xiao Ruo knew that her illness was serious again.

'The demure is like a delicate flower shining in the water, and the action is like a weak willow supporting the wind. 'This is the origin of my name. At that time, my mother told herself that she hoped that her daughter would be as picturesque as Lin Daiyu. Now she has the name Lan Xiaoruo. Oh, right, Lin Daiyu is also melancholy Too much tuberculosis.Heh, heh, Xiao Ruo laughed at himself as he thought about it.In fact, Xiao Ruo also wants to get better soon, and also wants to have a good rest, but her mind always thinks about the things at You's house before, and she thinks about Yaya very much, sometimes she wants to sleep, but it's not a dream Yaya no longer recognizes herself, but dreams of Wang Yiting, You Yong and Yaya's family of three living happily together.

The cruelest thing in the world is to break your heart and stick it together piece by piece.

Xiao Ruo remembered the sleeping pills prescribed in the hospital yesterday, Xiao Ruo thought that as long as I could sleep peacefully, I would be fine.So Xiao Ruo took out the sleeping pills, Xiao Ruo wanted to take more, and he would fall asleep if he took more.I'll be fine when I sleep.Xiao Ruo comforted herself.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces... Ten pieces Xiao Ruo thought I could sleep now, Xiao Ruo picked up the glass of blood and drank it, hehe, Xiao Ruo said with a smile: "It turns out that the taste of my blood is like this Ah." Xiao Ruo lay on the bed and said, "I can fall asleep now, I don't have to have nightmares anymore, I won't miss Yaya, I won't miss my mother. I shouldn't be coughing anymore. Lan Xiao Ruo, I ordered you to sleep, did you hear?" Lan Xiaoruo couldn't help crying, Lan Xiaoruo remembered Naying's "Conquer" and hummed softly: "Just like this You conquer, drink the poison you have hidden, my plot is over, my love and hatred are buried." Xiao Ruo slowly closed her eyes, tears still flowing from the corners of her eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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