Chapter 1231

The bottom of my heart is worried, but I have to appease little Arnold.

How could he have the heart to let him spend the night alone in this cold ward?

That night, he slept in the ward of little Arnold.

After a busy day, he was tired physically and mentally. Raoshi was lying on the narrow bed and was soon attacked by tiredness.

However, just as he was about to fall into sleep, a tender voice rang out in his ear.

"Brother Jiao Yang, did you sleep?"

The little guy has been depressed for a day. He finally opens his mouth and calls himself. He shakes his head hastily. "No way."

"Well."

Just listen to the little guy stuffy should a, and no movement.

Jiao Yang waited for a long time, but he didn't see the other side ask him again. Then he measured his body and adjusted his comfortable posture.

However, just as he was about to fall asleep, the little guy opened his mouth again.

"Brother Jiao Yang, I can't sleep."

Jiao Yang

Being disturbed sleep, in fact, is very annoying, but the other side is little Arnold, he can't bear to, also can't blame him.

To some extent, in fact, he can understand little Arnold's mood at the moment.

In this cold, heartless world, he has no relatives, no shelter for his home, it is clear that the world is so big, but there is no corner for him to hide.

The bottom of my heart is with hope, but there is despair.

Because there are so many disappointments that we have lost the ability to live with hope.

Every time I encounter something, I always think of the worst possibility for the first time, and firmly believe that things will go along with the worst possibility.

As now, although the little guy does not say, but he can clearly understand in his heart, he said that he could not sleep, in fact, he was worried.

Even in the hospital, such an environment is better than the two homes he lived in before. I don't know how many times.

He even fell in love with illness and wanted to live here all his life, not because there were walls to keep out the wind and rain, but because, here, at this moment, his little Arnold was cared for and cherished by some people.

He didn't know and didn't dare to think, when he was well, no, or when he woke up after a sleep, whether all these beautiful things would still exist.

Too afraid to lose, so even in the mind with expectations of fantasy, for him, has become a luxury.

He could not be more familiar with this feeling, just like himself eight years ago

However, I am much luckier than little Arnold. I have a mother who loves me. Even if she is weak, she has to spend a lot of medical expenses every year. But if she has relatives, she will feel at home, and her heart will be more secure.

"Do you want brother Jiao Yang to tell you a bedtime story?"

He urged himself to ask little Arnold.

The little guy was silent.

"Well, I'll play you a lullaby?"

Jiao Yang guessed.

"No..."

This time, the little guy made a sound. With a timid tone, he paused for two or three seconds before answering, "actually, I don't know what bedtime story is I've never heard of it before... "

Jiao Yang

This time, it's heartache.

Jiao Yang found that when he was with little Arnold, he loved the child the most.

He is so lovely and sympathetic. Many times, looking at the small face with cowardice but full of expectations, he has an impulse to take the little guy home and keep him by his side as his son.

He didn't know if Tang wanwan felt like this.

"Bedtime story is a kind of story that adults tell children before they go to bed. It's called children's obedience and sleeping obediently."

He softened and explained to little Arnold.

"Well Brother Jiao Yang, would you like to tell me? "

"Of course."

In this way, Jiao Yang got up from the bed, searched a children's story on his mobile phone and told it to the little guy.

The little guy listened with relish. After listening to one, he yelled for another.

Yeah, he's been sleeping all day. Isn't he full of spirit?

But he's different. He's so sleepy

But looking at the angel like smile of the child, he couldn't say no to little Arnold.

At this moment, he just wants to tell him more interesting and funny stories to make the kids happy.

This night, I don't know how many stories Jiao Yang told, and how many slaps little Arnold clapped. However, it was slowly past.

……

At five in the morning, it was already white.

It was at this time that Tang wanwan woke up.

She had a deep sleep, as if she had a long dream. Almost all the people she knew appeared in this dream. Ye Beichen, Du Xuerou, Yan Xiaoshu, Yan Yaru, Jiao Yang, Mingkun, Gu Xinxin, of course, Gao Shan, Xuanxuan, little ArnoldWait, wait, wait.

In the dream, everything seems to be plated with a beautiful brilliance, covering the ugly existence in reality. Everyone's face is wearing a smile, and everyone's body is also missing their suffering in the real society.

If only the dream were true.

Supporting the body, she started from the bed, took the water cup on the head cupboard, drank several mouthfuls, and those pictures disappeared from her mind.

It was still early, but she was completely sleepless.

Originally, I wanted to pick up my mobile phone and call Jiao Yang to ask about Mingkun and little Arnold. But when I think of this time, I'm afraid Jiao Yang is still sleeping.

Put down your cell phone and go back to bed.

Want to sleep again, wake up straight to the hospital, but this time, she can't sleep.

In bed will turn over for half an hour, the bottom of my heart is full, uncontrollable worry.

Since childhood, Arnold has been worried about Mingkun and himself.

In this half hour, she tried to call Yan Xiaoshu several times to tell her that Mingkun was in a coma in hospital. At the same time, along with this impulse, she also had an urgent desire to talk to her parents.

AIDS test results have not come out, she does not know if she is also infected.

Death, she is not afraid of, in the face of death, she only give up.

Don't give up Jiao Yang, don't give up your parents.

When she thought that if she was infected, she would draw a deadline for her life and face the separation of her parents and relatives, she couldn't help feeling sad at the bottom of her heart.

She tried hard to get away from her attention, but soon, a new round of worry began.

In the end, she couldn't stand this state, got up from the bed and went into the kitchen.

Since it was still early, she would take advantage of this time to make breakfast for them and take them to the hospital later.