Xia Xiyan stood there, only looking at the doctor at that end, taking out his own things from his bag and giving them to her.

"The old man said that he wanted to embroider one for his daughter, but because of her illness, she couldn't hold the needle in her hand."

Xia Xiyan saw the old man's hand just now, and it was shaking all the time.

The doctor looked at her. She was her doctor in charge.

The old man had been holding a picture in his hand. She had seen it several times.

It looks like her up there, but her hair has changed.

The old man's son said that it was her sister.

Today, Xia Xiyan is standing here. The doctor is always pitying for dying people, even if she is used to seeing life and death.

But he showed pity for the old man.

She didn't know what kind of resentment they had. After all, she was not a party and couldn't feel the same.

I don't know if I can change her original intention, but she also wants to try.

"A while ago, looking at her half embroidered bag, she was probably going to give it to you. Every day when she didn't sleep, she wanted to embroider a little bit for you, but up to now, she hasn't finished it. She kept it on the table in her ward all the time. When I saw her, she embroidered it for me to thank me. But I think she wanted to embroider it for you most in her heart. "

Xia Xiyan's hand is a small bag.

The embroidery on it is very good. It's just like the one I bought. It's embroidered with a dragon.

Take off and dance.

It's her Zodiac.

"The old man can only embroider such a Zodiac every time. In fact, I don't belong to the dragon. She said that she learned it for herself. I think it should be for you."

"In this world, a lot of things, in fact, we have to let go of ourselves. After working in the hospital for so many years, we have seen too many cases of birth, aging, illness and death. For us, it's farewell to a stranger, but for our relatives, it's farewell for a lifetime. This life, to death, you will never see this person again, even if there is resentment in the heart, why block in the heart, a sigh of relief, low head and how? In the future, you will have no chance to see or complain... "

This life, want to see, want to complain, have no chance.

"If you miss this time, won't you be afraid to regret it for the rest of your life?"

Regret?

She didn't know, didn't know why she didn't leave so late, to listen to the doctor's words here.

Is it moving?

Probably.

The doctor looked at her with a slight look.

"In fact, go in and tell her that you miss her very much. She's probably just a few days away. It's the last filial piety for her as a child."

"I..."

She is a person who doesn't like to talk with strangers, even if the people inside are people with constant blood ties cut with her, but she, in her heart, is just a stranger.

When I was young, I might dream about what my mother looked like. Later, as Mrs. Lu gradually went deep into her heart, the image of her mother became her.

What does she look like? Suddenly, the door opens. Lin Cheng takes a thermos and looks at the person standing at the door. He can't help shouting.

"Sister --!"

The old lady was talking to Lin Cheng, but she didn't have a good ear. I don't know why she heard this sentence so soon.

After Lin Cheng finished shouting, he immediately looked back at his mother.

Sure enough, I watched my mother lying on the bed shaking. During this time, my mother's cartilage had been necrotic because she had been lying on the bed for a long time. She couldn't move, and even urinated. She was incontinent many times.

Mother was born, is a aloof person, if not for that thing, her life should have been brilliant, rather than become now.

Keren's life is like this without warning.

I don't know what will come tomorrow. I don't know if I have another chance to see the world in the next second.

Everything is like fighting for time with death.

The old lady was full of tears. Even though she was far away, even though she could not see the woman's features clearly, she still had tears.

It's her, even if it's a vague appearance, but it's also the child she yearns for.

The child who was abandoned in the orphanage by himself.

"Yes... Ah Cheng, didn't you say you wouldn't come to her?"

Lin Cheng is also Leng, just Xia Xiyan left, how to walk half back?

"I..."

Lin Cheng is happy, all of a sudden brain a blank, do not know what to say, just a strong let Xia Xiyan come in.

Xia Xiyan is not walking, not walking, looking at the people inside.

For a moment, I was stunned.

She is too thin, far away, can also see her weak look, like to leave at any time.

In her fifties, Mrs. Lu is obviously older than her. But because of Mr. Lu's protection, Mrs. Lu has been well all her life and has few wrinkles. However, her face is covered with wrinkles and her lips are white.

She hasn't had a good time these years.

Judging from Lin Cheng's clothes and what she has observed in recent days, Lin Cheng's family is not very good, but he is very good to his mother. Lin Cheng will buy some steamed bread outside at three or four o'clock, eat well by himself, and buy her a lot of nutritious meals. Even if she can't eat at all, she will still feed her one by one

She looks more like an outsider than Lin Cheng.

The old lady's heart was complicated, expecting her and not wanting to see her.

This kind of don't want to see, probably is not willing to break her peaceful life, let her in front of her mother-in-law family, can't look up.

She has been so unbearable, why do you want to die with her children in front of her eyes?

She never talks nonsense.

But she, and extremely want to see her, that is her only daughter, the only daughter in her life, is the daughter she rescued from the gate of hell

The old lady was full of tears. Her voice was very small. Lin Cheng walked over and patted her on the shoulder. "Mom, don't you always want to see your sister? My elder sister has come here. Why are you crying so hard? Have a good look at her. Is she thinner than before, but more beautiful... "

She cleaned up her mood for a long time, wiped her eyes and looked at the girl standing at the other end, "she is thinner... In their home, are they not good to you?"

Xia Xiyan listens to this, in the heart is very uncomfortable.

She just stood, did not say a word, sour nose.

The old lady said little, probably for her, the heart is very guilty, but Lin Cheng, has been active in the atmosphere, do not let the scene make very embarrassed.

That afternoon, Lin Cheng saw that her mother was happy, even if she didn't smile at all, but she knew that she was happy.

In the evening, the doctor came to make rounds. Although the old lady's body doesn't need any treatment now, because it's useless, she will still see a doctor every day. The doctor also told her family many times that it's very expensive to live in the hospital for a day. It's better for an old woman like her to go home early.

Because they all know that Lin Cheng's family doesn't have much money. That young man has to work several jobs every day to offset the money for nursing and medical treatment.

I've been fat for a month, but now I'm as skinny as skin and bone.

It's heartbreaking.

"Mom, have a good rest. I'll see my sister off. I'll work in the evening. I'll come back later. My aunt will come back later. If you have any requirements, just tell her!"

The old lady's physical condition, I also know, on weekdays, at this point, she had already gone to sleep, but today, when I saw Xia Xiyan, I directly knocked her off.

Her eyes just looked at Xia Xiyan, "Yanyan, take good care of yourself. Tomorrow, don't come here..."

Her tone is very gentle, is the memory, she imagined the image of the mother.

Gentle, without a trace of sophistication.

She didn't know what she meant by not coming back tomorrow, even at this time.

Lin Cheng sent her back and handed her the unfinished purse. "This is a gift from her mother. She was going to give it to you a few years ago, but her hometown was flooded that year. All the embroidery she had done was buried in disaster. After that, she was not very well, but she still embroidered some every day."

The embroidery of this purse is better and more delicate than that of the doctor just now.

"These days, you don't have to work. The money is enough for you. If you still need it, I will work. You can take care of her."

Xia Xiyan has a cold temper. She takes out a piece of paper from her pocket. It's her phone. She gives it to Lin Cheng and leaves.

Lin Cheng took a long breath.

The night Xia Xiyan went back, she couldn't sleep.

She found a lot of jobs on the Internet that can earn money. Her illness is probably less than 1.8 million, which can't be cured.

But it is not so easy for her to earn money in a short time.

Only day and night.

night.

Su Xiaowan received the notice that it was a month after the script was started, and there was news on the official blog.

She took over the first play on her own, but she didn't know whether Feng Yan would be angry.

She took advantage of the dark and went downstairs.

I went to the apartment.

Feng Yan didn't come back.

She sent a text message to the man at the other end, and soon saw him and said, OK.

Su Xiaowan gave some examples on the Internet. The advice she gave on the Internet was... Various, but she chose a more secure way.

——You strip off and climb into his quilt. Every time I ask my husband for a bag, I do it.

She thought about it and thought that this method was particularly good. She took a bath twice and twice, then climbed into the bed and waited for him.

Soon, the sound of footsteps came from that end, and Su Xiaowan put out a head, "Feng Yan --!"

"Are you sick?"

Seeing her, Feng Yan strode forward. He was going to go to her home after a little busy in the evening, but unexpectedly, she found her.

So conscious.

Feng Yan took it for granted that she was ill, especially when he saw her like this.

The man reached out and touched her forehead. The next second, he just looked at the girl holding her from the bed.

Feng Yan's body was stunned.