Chapter 435

When Shen Yuyao came back, Yixin slept with her neck askew.

There was a tear in the corner of her eyes, crystal clear, but it was heartbreaking.

She almost couldn't hold her bowl.

Shen Yuyao quickly ran to Yixin, trembled and gently put her fingers under Yixin's nose.

Okay, okay!

And the smell.

The hanging heart was put down.

With the heart down, then came more pain and heartache.

She's really scared.

She can buy everything for Yixin with money, but she can't buy health.

The feeling of powerlessness almost drove her crazy.

She couldn't bear to wake up Yixin, but she was afraid that she had been sleeping.

Yixin was awakened by the smell of rice.

She opened her eyes and saw the tears at the bottom of Shen Yuyao's eyes and the fried rice with eggs in her hand.

The glittering and full grains of rice, the golden eggs, the carrots and diced cucumbers are not only the appearance in memory, but also the fragrance in memory.

"It smells good."

She smiled and instantly made Shen Yuyao feel like a saint.

"The doctor said you'd better eat some liquid food. The fried rice with eggs is too oily, or we..."

"It's all right. I want to eat. This is the first time you've cooked for me. "

Yixin doesn't care, but Shen Yuyao is sad.

"If you want to eat later, I'll cook it for you every day."

"Thank you."

How long will there be in the future? Yixin doesn't know or want to know.

She took the job in Shen Yuyao's hand and pulled it into her mouth bit by bit.

It turns out that this is the taste of cooking by my biological mother.

It smells good.

Yixin took a bite and smiled at Shen Yuyao. The bright and relieved smile almost didn't make Shen Yuyao cry again.

"You eat slowly."

"It's all right."

Yixin quietly eats fried rice with eggs, and Shen Yuyao has been watching.

God gave them too little time.

She wanted to watch Yixin eat all her life, but

She quickly turned her head and didn't want her tears to disturb Yixin's interest in eating.

Finally, she knew she was hungry.

Yixin didn't see Shen Yuyao's behavior, but she pretended not to know.

Now there is no point in saying forgive or not.

All gratitude and resentment become insignificant in the face of death.

She just wants to finish her meal as soon as possible and let herself have some strength.

She suddenly wanted to miss Gong Qing, and her heart hurt.

After eating fried rice quietly, Shen Yuyao handed her a glass of water.

Yixin drank it all, then smiled and said, "when will Gong Qing come back?"

Shen Yuyao put the cup aside and said, "it's estimated to be in the evening. He left just before noon. He hasn't had a rest for two days and nights. He can't stand it. "

Yixin nodded and said, "I still want to have some soup. Can you help me make some?"

"OK. What would you like to drink? "

Shen Yuyao now responds to Yixin's request. Even if Yixin says to let her pick the moon in the sky, she is happy.

Yixin shook her head and said, "whatever, I suddenly want to drink."

"I'll go now. Wait for me. If you're tired, lie down and have a rest. The doctor said, "as long as you wake up, it's no big deal."

Shen Yuyao's words, Yixin just nodded.

Watching Shen Yuyao leave the ward.

Yixin opened the quilt, found out her clothes, put them on, put on her shoes, took some change, directly opened the door of the ward and went out.

When she came outside, the sun was shining in the afternoon, which made her a little unstable.

But she held the bus stop sign and refused to go back.

I have never missed Gong Qing for such a moment.

The feeling of wanting to see him immediately was like the beginning of love at the age of eighteen.

She gasped and felt her sight blurred.

The bus came from a distance.

Yixin waved happily, but her body shook and almost fell.

In a hurry, a pair of powerful arms wrapped around her.

"Be careful!"

The familiar voice and smell made Yixin turn back quickly.

"Second brother! I knew you weren't dead! "

But what caught her eye was a completely strange face.

The eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips and even the shape of his face are not similar to song Yisheng.

But why is his smell and voice so similar?

"Beauty, do you recognize your brother in the street? I don't deserve it. "

The man smiled lightly, just like at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, with sunshine and openness, instantly impacting Yixin's heart.

no

He's not the second brother!

The second brother is so cold, so unsmiling, and there is no such sunshine smile.

Yixin's heart is somewhat disappointed.

"Sorry, I recognize the wrong person."

"It's all right. My name is song Yansheng."

Song Yansheng stretched out his hand to Yixin.

Yixin looked at his hand, so generous, like song Yisheng's hand.

She shook her head violently, tried to throw out her illusion, and then smiled weakly and said, "my name is Yixin. Thank you for your help just now."

"It's my pleasure to help the beauty. It's just that you seem to be in poor health. Why is there no one around you? "

Song Yansheng frowned slightly.

Yixin smiled and said, "I'm going home. Here comes the car. I'll go first. "

Yixin pushes song Yansheng away and gets on the bus.

But song Yansheng followed.

"You..."

"The same way."

Song Yansheng smiled and blocked Yi Xin's question.

There are more people on the bus and it's crowded.

Yixin hasn't taken the bus for a long time. At this time, she is a little weak. The overcrowding makes her a little difficult to breathe.

Song Yansheng suddenly grabbed her shoulder, then one side of his body and directly protected Yixin in his arms.

He stood there like a pine tree, unmoved by the pressure of the people around him.

Yixin's eyes were suddenly wet.

She thought of her second brother again.

If who is the best to her in the world?

Besides Gong Qing, I'm afraid I'm the second brother.

It's a pity that the second brother is gone.

Yixin bit her lower lip and closed her eyes.

She fantasized that the person around her now was not song Yansheng, but song Yisheng.

But the more she thought so, the more uncomfortable her heart became.

"Second brother!"

Yixin whispered. Her voice was very low. Only she could hear it, but song Yansheng's body was stiff, and then looked at Yixin's eyes.

Along the way, with song Yansheng's help, Yixin didn't work too hard.

When she reached the place where Gong Qing lived, she smiled at Song Yansheng, "Mr. Song, I'm here. Thank you for taking care of me all the way."

"It's all right. I'm here, too."

Song Yansheng's words stunned Yixin.

"You live here, too?"

"Yes. Live in the west of the third floor of building 21. "

Song Yansheng's words stunned Yixin again.

"What a coincidence. My husband and I live in the east of the third floor of building 22."

"What a coincidence. In that case, I'll help you back. You look very bad. I'm afraid you'll fall on the way. Yes? Didn't tell your husband to pick you up“

When song Yansheng said this, his tone was somewhat bad, and he even looked a little angry.

Yixin thinks she thinks too much.

Two people just met by chance.

She smiled, got out of the car with song Yansheng, and then whispered, "he doesn't know I'm coming back. In fact, I sneaked back from the hospital alone. I just want to see him. "

Yixin's mouth is filled with a happy smile.

She felt that with song Yansheng, she had an inexplicable sense of intimacy, just like the feeling given to her by her second brother.

I know my second brother is dead, but I still think so. Is it because I miss him too much?

Song Yansheng's look was dark and unknown. Yixin didn't go to see it, but continued to smile and say, "Mr. Song, it's really strange. I seem to be familiar with you at first sight. You make me feel like my second brother, warm and at ease. "

"Your second brother? I look a lot like him? "

Song Yansheng smiled lightly, but it always made people feel sunshine.

"No, you don't look like him at all, but your voice and breath are a little similar."

"Really? That's a coincidence. Let's meet that day. Maybe we can still be friends. "

Song Yansheng's words made Yixin's face a little gloomy.

"My second brother died."

"Sorry, I don't know."

Song Yansheng seemed a little sorry.

Yixin shook her head and said, "it doesn't matter. Anyway, I'm going to find my second brother soon."

"What are you talking about? You are so young. "

Song Yansheng's hand suddenly hurts Yixin.

Yixin hissed and song Yansheng quickly let go.

"Sorry, I didn't notice."

"It doesn't matter."

Yixin didn't take it to heart and said with a smile, "I have kidney failure. I may not be able to find a suitable kidney source. Recently, I always feel that I have more and more time to sleep and less and less time to wake up. My husband didn't rest for me for two days and nights, so I wanted to come back and see him. If one day I really can't close my eyes and open them, I hope I can look at him more. "

Song Yansheng frowned slightly.

"You can't be so pessimistic. You are still so young, maybe a miracle will happen. "

"I hope so. But thank you today. "

Yixin and song Yansheng talk and unknowingly return to the door.

"I won't invite you in today. I'll introduce my husband to you sometime."

"Good!"

Song Yansheng smiled, then watched Yixin enter the house, but his eyes narrowed. The mood inside was dark and difficult to understand.

When Yixin came home, she really startled Lu Yu.

"Are you back, madam? I'll inform the young master. "

"No, I'll go up and find him myself."

Yixin stops Lu Yu and tiptoes upstairs.

He opened the master bedroom on the second floor and Gong Qing was lying in bed to rest.

His eyebrows frowned as if he were restless in his sleep.

His beard dregs came out and looked very tired.

Yixin stretched out her hand and wanted to touch his face, but before she met Gong Qing, Gong Qing suddenly opened her eyes and took her hand.

"Who? Isin? Why are you back? "

Gong Qing's voice was hoarse, and the bottom of her eyes was full of red blood, but when she saw Yixin, she was so worried that Yixin caught a positive one.

She suddenly felt very distressed. She suddenly rushed into Gong Qing's arms and whispered, "Gong Qing, I miss you. Suddenly I want to come back and see you. "

This sentence, like a warm current, instantly flowed into the bottom of Gong Qing's heart. Until many years later, he still remembered how surging his throbbing mood was.