Mr.Lu, don't mess around

But she can never go back

The despairing emptiness and cold made Qin Yihuan shiver all the time.

She will never go back

Qin Yihuan has never been as helpless as she is now. Before, she was very tired, difficult and bitter with two children by herself, but she has hope and motivation to continue.

But now, she has nothing, even a little support for her to continue.

The river under the bridge flows silently in the dark. Qin Yihuan is powerless on the bridge fence, and his vision is blurred bit by bit.

"Grandpa, Yihuan is back."

"Grandfather, please help Yihuan. I have no way. I really have no way. I don't know what I should do."

"Grandfather, Yihuan wants to go home. Yihuan is homesick."

"I just want to go home. Please let Yihuan go home."

On the other side of the old street, there is a new Inn, with a small sign, brand-new painting and a pair of red lanterns at the door.

Probably because in recent years, there are more and more tourists in the town, so there are several decent hotels in the town.

The light was still on, so Qin Yihuan went over and knocked on the door.

The young landlady didn't know her, but she was warmly welcomed in.

Everything in the upstairs room is new, even the curtains are fresh and lively orange design, the room is the so-called standard room, also equipped with a small bathroom.

There is a gas water heater inside. The landlady patiently teaches her to adjust the water temperature.

Qin Yihuan took a hot bath. At midnight, almost all the town had gone to sleep. The sound of the water was lonely and clear. However, when the hot water hit her, she felt a slight pain.

There was no hair dryer in the room, so she wiped her wet hair casually with a towel. Qin Yihuan only felt that she was so tired that she fell asleep.

When it was almost dawn, Qin Yihuan woke up in a daze. She felt that her whole body was boiling hot. Her skin and flesh seemed to be crispy inch by inch. The quilt was rubbing and it hurt.

Qin Yihuan knew that he was feverish, but he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes. He just fell asleep.

My mouth is very dry, my lips are full of skin, so tight that I feel painful. I just feel that my breath is very hot.

With a strong spirit, Qin Yihuan gets up and pours a glass of water. Because it's hot, he drinks two mouthfuls and falls back to sleep.

In a daze, it seems that there is a dream. In a daze, when she was sick as a child, my grandfather touched his forehead to see if she had a fever.

Grandfather's hands were cool and soft, like feathers, brushing her forehead.

After a while, the picture turned to the last time she was taking a drip in the hospital, when she fell asleep. The nurse pulled out the needle for her, while Lu Feiyan leaned over to look at her and gently held down the cotton wool for her.

All of a sudden, she was left alone in the empty hospital. There was no doctor or nurse. The long corridor was as silent as death.

Qin Yihuan felt cold all over and pushed open the door of each ward, but it was empty behind the door.

She didn't know what she was looking for, as if something particularly important had been lost, but she couldn't find it and didn't know what she was looking for. She just kept shaking and panicking.

Persistently push every door open, but always can't find what you are looking for.

Qin Yihuan finally wakes up from her dream. Through the curtain, the sun is a shadow, as if there is orange light.

She felt palpitation and pressed her hand on her chest. She couldn't move for a long time. Maybe it was because of the fever that she was very weak.

Finally, Qin Yihuan struggled to get out of bed, put on a piece of clothes, and walked slowly to the medical station in the town with the memory in his mind.

For so many years, the medical station is still so humble, but the doctors and nurses are young people, and she doesn't know any of them.

After checking her condition, the doctor prescribed medicine for her. Unexpectedly, the most common cold made her so weak.

The drop of the medicine is very slow, and it hasn't been finished for a long time.

Qin Yihuan is the only one in the infusion room. She sits on the bench alone, watching the drops of liquid medicine in the infusion bottle drop by drop.

She hasn't eaten anything since last night, but she doesn't feel hungry. She seems to be wooden, mechanical and dull.

An old man passed by in the corridor outside the door. He had already passed in front of her. Suddenly he turned back and hesitated to call her: "Yihuan?"

It took Qin Yihuan a long time to recognize it. It turned out that it was Uncle Ouyang, a neighbor who had lived downstairs for more than ten years.

Uncle Ouyang was surprised and pleased to see that it was really her: "Yihuan, is it really you? Are you back? Why are you here? "

In the face of Uncle Ouyang's series of questions, Qin Yihuan didn't know how to answer them, so she had to try to smile.

It turned out that uncle Ouyang came to the infirmary to get the medicine, but he always insisted on accompanying her to finish the injection.

After that, uncle Ouyang insisted that Qin Yihuan go home with him and said, "Yihuan, we have lived upstairs and downstairs for more than ten years. You are just like my own daughter. Now that you are back, how can you not go home and have a look?

And now you are ill again. When you go home, let your aunt Qiao cook hot porridge for you, catch a cold and eat it hot. "

Qin Yihuan sees that he is not easy to refuse, so he has to nod.

After a pause, uncle Ouyang said, "Yihuan, we've been waiting for you to come back."

Qin Yihuan didn't understand this sentence until she walked into the familiar courtyard and saw the familiar house. She stood in the patio, looking up at the familiar building, the familiar window and everything she had ever had. Her nose was sour and she almost burst into tears.

Uncle Ouyang asked with a smile, "Yihuan, why don't you go upstairs and have a look?"

Qin Yihuan just shook his head.

Because she did not dare, she has always been so-called lonely brave, but no home, so had to put all one's eggs in one basket.

She is a child who has no family and has only herself all the time, so she has to force herself to be brave.

No matter what she faced, she didn't have any support, so she deceived herself. She thought she was particularly brave, but in fact, she was just too weak to admit that she had no way back and support, so she had to be brave.

She had no right to cry, so she put all her tears back to the bottom of her heart.

Because she has no way home, home to her, has been lost.

When Ouyang's aunt saw her like this, her eyes turned red unconsciously.