In the prestigious ward, Xia Fei took some glass bottles of clear water to arrange flowers. She was in a good mood. There were a large bundle of budding lilies, thousands of delicate roses and dozens of glass bottles.

The curtains of the French windows are opened, and the warm autumn sunshine penetrates in, adding a trace of warmth to the room.

On the white and soft big bed, with his eyes closed, he lay there, keeping the way Su Xiaoxiao first saw him here half a month ago.

Standing silently in front of the bed, he and his mother massaged his father's fingers and muttered, "Dad, wake up."

The little guy looked at the motionless person on the bed with a sad face, and then turned his eyes to his mother, "Mom, mom, mom..."

"Dad, wake up and play with me silently."

He talked to himself silently, and sometimes played with his famous bony fingers, intertwined with each other's body temperature.

Often at this time, Su Xiaoxiao's heart will become very heavy, "reputation, did you hear your son call you? Our little miss you silently. I want you to get up and play with him. "

"Dad..."

Xia Fei looked back and gazed at the three of them with some sadness.

"Silence and I will always be with you. No matter what state you are or whether you can wake up, we will unswervingly guard you." Su Xiaoxiao's lips rose and her voice was soft. "I have a lot to say to you. If you wake up, I'll tell you."

“……”

After the flowers were planted, the room was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

It looks very alive.

Then Xia Fei brought some colored paper. She moved a chair and sat in front of the famous bed. "Smile, let's fold paper cranes and pray for the reputation."

"Yes." Then Su Xiaoxiao put a toy duckling in his son's hand, "baby, be good and accompany dad."

"Dad..."

Su Xiaoxiao and Xia Fei begin to fold paper cranes. Folding paper cranes for blessing is the meaning of Su Xiaoxiao, but Xia Fei didn't expect to buy these colored papers so soon.

Half an hour later.

An hour passed.

Two hours later.

Until evening.

The colorful thousand paper cranes filled the end of the bed. Xia Fei found a needle and thread and strung the thousand paper cranes with Su Xiaoxiao.

Then they stepped on the stool and hung a string of paper cranes on the ceiling of the room.

Hanging down one by one, like a curtain.

It's pretty.

Xia Fei's lips rose. "Every paper crane has our wishes. So many beautiful wishes surround him. He must feel it. Now, we just hope he can wake up."

"Yes." Standing on the stool, Su Xiaoxiao looked down at the man with beautiful face with her eyes closed on the bed. Her lips rose and gave him a knowing smile.

She believed that Gu Zhi believed that it was only a matter of time.

I believe this is a test given to them by God.

If he wakes up, she must love him well.

It's night.

The main light in the room is off.

Only a small night lamp emits dense light, and the bright moonlight comes in from the window.

Su Xiaoxiao lay beside the famous man. She leaned sideways and put her hand around his cold body. She was holding a flesh and blood man, but it felt like holding a corpse.

This feeling made Su Xiaoxiao extremely uneasy, but her attitude was optimistic.

The room was very quiet, only her and him.

Every night, she would accompany him to sleep, and then communicate with him with her thoughts.