These days, she has to work during the day, and at night, she is also busy studying how to wear gloves. She has little time to sleep every day. And this morning, she came here by bus and worked all day.

So, before long, Ling still unconsciously closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Gu lichen glanced at Ling, who was asleep, and turned the volume down slightly.

After she fell asleep, she was more like her in his memory. In fact, when she opened her eyes, she was also like her. But when she opened her eyes, she felt that she was suffering from the weather and that kind of depression, which was unprecedented for the person in his memory.

The man's eyes were clear and bright as if they were filled with endless hope.

When Ling still woke up, the car had stopped at the entrance of the village where she lived.

She was suddenly embarrassed, quickly untied the seatbelt, "how long have I slept?"

"Well, not long." He said.

Ling still hurriedly got out of the car, and then conveniently wanted to take her bag beside the seat, but she didn't carry it well, and everything in the bag immediately spilled on the seat.

She was sweating so hard that she picked up the spills in her bag.

Suddenly, one hand picked up half of her knitted gloves faster than she did.

"Are you knitting gloves?" He said somewhat by accident.

"Well, if you have nothing to do, just weave." She casually found an excuse, and then quickly took the glove back from his hands, and said "thank you" again, which closed the door and hurried into the community.

Gu lichen looked at the figure disappearing in the field of vision through the windshield of the window.

Just now that glove, looking at the size, looks like the size of a man's hand. Is she weaving this glove for any man?

A woman will knit for a man. If it's not family, it seems that there is only one meaning.

But the wool is old, and I don't know who is knitting her gloves.

Gu lichen starts his car again and drives away from the community...

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Ling still returns to his residence. After washing up, he takes out his mobile phone and looks at the money in his mobile phone.

Now, she has saved less than 5000 yuan since she was released from prison.

When she was in the hospital, she asked about grandma's medical expenses. Although she only owes a few thousand yuan to the hospital at present, if she continues the treatment, then the money will be spent again. If she estimates conservatively, it will cost about 50000 yuan, and later, it depends on Grandma's treatment.

Fifty thousand yuan, if it's a quarter, it's 12500 yuan. She has to raise at least another 7000 yuan.

Think of the past, she didn't really see more than 7000 yuan, but now... Ling still finally realized the feeling of killing a hero with one yuan.

Every month's salary is calculated for the work of the environmental sanitation Institute. As for the rest, she has a case history. She is afraid that it will be difficult to find some part-time jobs at all.

Ling still sighed, and when he went to sleep, he was still preoccupied.

Well, don't sleep. We can get out of here Who is it, who is talking? This voice... Seems to be her voice. Is it her speaking?

"My feet... Hurt so much. I can't walk anymore..." whose voice is that? It's like a boy's voice.

"Then I'll carry you. I'm strong enough to carry you!" She said.

"By the way, don't sleep in the past. There are not all performances on TV. If you sleep in the past, you will die, and you won't be able to open your eyes any more. Can I sing for you? I can sing Teresa's song. Grandma says I sing very well! "