Siheyuan: It started with Yu Li's door-to-door work

carrying fruit.

Just to see distant relatives.

She was carrying a schoolbag, but it was not suitable for this place.

From a distance, I saw Ran Qiuye greeting her.

Then come over.

whispered to her.

"Don't cry later. Tell grandma more about what happened at school."

He Yejing nodded cleverly.

Then I was puzzled again.

Although I love to cry.

But I will never cry when I see my grandma.

Mom also came to ask her specially.

What a waste.

However, as soon as you enter the door.

The scene in front of me is as sad as the story in the picture book coming to reality.

Potion taste.

The bruised arm.

Thick needles of various shapes.

And the skinny scary grandma.

Smiling kindly at her.

Two faces that are the same but different overlap each other.

When tears are about to come out of my eyes.

In desperation, she turned and walked into the toilet beside her.

"I need to go to the bathroom!"

Leave this sentence.

I don't know if it was seen.

He Yejing didn't care to lean against the door so much.

Ran Qiuye's deliberate teasing came from outside the door.

"It's been too long in the car. Waiting to go to the toilet! You say this kid."

He Yejing's tears fell down all at once.

Wipe it down one at a time.

It really was unbearable.

Ran Qiuye's instructions were absolutely correct.

It took a long time to muster up the courage to come out.

At that time, the people on the hospital bed had already fallen asleep.

Fast and scary.

He Yejing made no sound.

Looking at the strange yet familiar grandma in a trance.

Ran Qiuye went out with her.

"Do you have to sleep a long time a day?"

"Hmm. Maybe it's at this stage. I'm drowsy. It's okay, I can feel more comfortable when I fall asleep."

"How does it feel?"

"I don't know. But it won't be very good, people will be tortured to the point of failure."

Ran Qiuye's description was not bad at all.

Yao asked He Yejing what her grandmother looked like just now.

Even if you don't want to admit it.

She knows it too.

Not like what a person should be.

Skinny.

Poor and broken.

It feels like it's about to shatter.

He Yejing nodded.

"How long will it be like this?"

"It will take another month or two. After the chemotherapy, it will be better. At least I can eat. I can eat all kinds of things and I can taste the taste."

"That's good..."

"If it doesn't work. They mean . . . it won't work."

"How can it be done? If there is a glimmer of hope, it must be cured."

He Yejing stopped and said.

"Of course I want to be like this. But you see, if it can't be cured, people will be tortured like this. Why do this...let's spend some time and have a better time." [-]

He Yejing cried very sadly when she heard the sound.

"Is grandma really leaving soon..."

"Will not."

Ran Qiuye hugged He Yejing.

"It will be at least a few years. We will let her go when there is nothing we can do."

"Ah."

"Okay. Have you thought about something interesting to say to her?"

"I want a super fun one."

"Okay."

all afternoon.

He Yejing told some cute but boring stories with great interest.

Maybe it's just too boring here.

Ran's mother didn't find these childish and boring.

Instead, he has been listening with relish.

He Yejing left.

Instead, He Yudong showed her a collection of poems.

On one side, I brought the calla lilies I bought.

It opened flawlessly.

He also brought a sunflower to Ran Qiuye.

whispered in her ear.

"Be as happy as this sunflower. Every day after that is a gift."

Ran Qiuye smiled and lifted the sunflower up.

"Ok!"

Time passed quickly and slowly.

It was so slow that every night became a test for Ran's mother.

The night was stretched very, very long.

Couldn't sleep all night.

Then I can't stand up.

I had to sit and put on my clothes and look at the stars outside the window.

Ran Qiuye couldn't bear to sleep either.

Always pretend to be asleep.

Then he secretly looked at his mother alone.

Tracing that silhouette thousands of times in my heart.

Take good note of every detail.

It's almost daytime.

Ran's mother can't wake up.

Drowsy and rested.

Sleep and wake up.

I didn't even have the strength to eat a meal.

evening day.

The ward's bell rang.