"When?" I asked him.
He paused for a while: "for many years, it's your mother's heart."
I was frozen in an instant. Although I guessed at first, I was shocked when I really heard him say so.
No wonder his father wanted to say so. My hands trembled and hung weakly from him.
He turned to look at me with pain in his eyes and some apologies: "I really don't want you to know this. Xiaomi, I like you. It has nothing to do with everything. I'm afraid after you know it, you'll think it's not true that I'm close to you, but it's true. I like you, I love you, and there's nothing else."
"Me." I opened my mouth and didn't know what to say.
He grabbed my right hand and put my hand on his heart, where he jumped strong and warm.
Stroking my face with one hand and gently rubbing: "Xiaomi, my heart had a problem when I was young. It was very serious. Later, your mother had a car accident. When she was sent to the hospital, she had brain death. She wrote something about organ donation before she died. It happened that all our conditions were very consistent. I replaced her heart. I slowly got better, but she didn't."
There was deep pain in his eyes, like sad for my mother's departure, or something I didn't know.
"Pei Feng, my mother."
"Aunt is my benefactor and a person I respect very much. Xiaomi, apart from these, really, I have no impurities in your mind. I didn't tell you at the beginning because I didn't want to make you sad, but you still know after all. I'm sorry Xiaomi."
"Why do I don't seem to know about this?" really, I don't seem to have any impression. I knew my mother had a car accident and was gone. As for her organ donation, I don't know anything. If it wasn't for uncle Pei's hint, I don't know when I would know, maybe, never.
"You were in poor health, in the hospital," he said.
I tried to pat my head, but he grabbed my hands and held me tightly in his arms: "Xiaomi, if you can't remember, don't think about it. It's not a good memory."
"My mother loves me most. I can't remember. Is it because I'm not in good health? In the hospital, my mother is anxious to be busy with all kinds of things, so I have a car accident."
I'm so afraid to know, but I want to know.
Dad accidentally said it was all because of me.
"Come on, Xiaomi, don't put these on you for things that have nothing to do with you."
"But I don't know much about my mother. How do I do this daughter? Pei Feng, she cares about me most. How about me? I can't even say it. The pain in my heart is really painful.
He hugged me tightly: "Xiaomi, stop talking. Sometimes people's lives have a fixed number. I see life and death the most. Sister-in-law he, whom we went to see that day, was very good during the day. I also pulled her back from the gate of hell, but there was still no fixed number to stop her after all, didn't she?"
"But."
"Xiaomi, stop talking. It's all over. Your mother doesn't want to see you unhappy, does she?" he coaxed softly.
My mother cares about me most. If I'm not happy, she will always coax me to be happy. If I don't eat a meal, my mother will ask me this or that with concern. I like summer night. It's my mother who tells me first. There's really no secret between me and her.
"Xiaomi, don't think too much about the past. It's the past. We should have a good time together. Your mother will be happy under the nine springs. May day is coming soon. I'll take you to relax and go out to play, OK."
I leaned on him and didn't want to say anything.
The feeling of heartbeat is like my mother's heartbeat. I want to rely on it more and more.
I don't blame Peifeng for hiding it from me. It's also great for her mother to do so. Although she left, she helped a lot of people.
Pei Feng certainly didn't just repay me, but they didn't know. They all thought so.
In the middle of the night, I leaned in his arms and listened to his heartbeat. I seemed to feel that my mother came back. When I went to bed, I even dreamed of her.
She smiled at me and handed my hand to Peifeng.
Everyone is not optimistic about us, but my mother thinks he can rely on, right?
When I woke up in the morning, Peifeng was still in bed. He got up early than me almost every day. It's strange today.
"Do you have a rest today?"
He smiled and nodded: "yes, today is a day off. How many days off are you on May Day?"
I thought, "at least five days."
"OK, let's play more places. I'll go out to buy equipment and get ready earlier."
"Yes."
"Xiaomi." he seemed to have some doubts.
I smiled at him, "I'm fine, really."
He was worried: "don't think too much."
"You know, I'm not a 20-year-old girl."
"But in my eyes, you are a 20-year-old girl."
"When I was twenty, you didn't know what you were doing?" I said casually.
He was stunned for a moment, and then looked at me gently: "when you were twenty, I must be the happiest."
"Then, who will lose the young scenery? I left and went to work."
Hurried makeup, shook the essence vigorously, and poured out a little bit on the face: "Pei Feng, you remember to buy more socks, I don't love washing socks, I'd better throw them away in a day, so don't buy too expensive."
"Don't worry, I'll be ready."
For the May day trip, I suddenly became a little looking forward to it. It should be fun to have him together, not just to enjoy the scenic spot.
I couldn't work hard all morning. Although I think he changed my mother's heart, there's nothing wrong, and intuitively, he didn't just repay me.
We are not the thoughts of the old society. Do we still pay attention to the promise of gratitude? Originally, his family didn't agree with us. He was so personal that no one could force him. If he didn't like it, how could he keep pestering me? He clearly had a nominally fiancee.
"Lingling, if you owe someone else's kindness, will you promise by example?"
Lingling smiled: "sister Xiaomi, have you seen too many Korean dramas? In fact, who will?"
Well, yes, in fact, who will? There are thousands of ways to repay kindness. I also promise each other by example. It's thanks to me for coming up with the word.