Call manna again and it will prompt that no one answered.
I can't help but regret it.
Even if you want to tell manna about it, you shouldn't be so straightforward.
She really should go back to Beijing to see Gan's father, but if I'm so anxious that something happens on the road, I'll be a sinner.
In a hurry, the phone called.
"Aunt, you're going to scare me to death!" I said quickly.
With a strong nasal voice, Ganlu obviously cried once. "I forgot to bring my phone and ID card. Shen An, why do you say I'm so useless? It's so careless to come back to see my father."
"If you care, it's chaos," I comforted her, and my tone was as gentle as possible. "Don't worry. Now you book the earliest flight first, and then let the people in the resort take you to the airport, okay?"
"OK." Ganlu promised, and then sobbed, "why don't I have wings, so I can fly back to Beijing immediately."
Yes, there are too many hopes in our life. We hope we can do this and that, but God won't fulfill all our wishes.
But also in the face of impossible wishes, we can see ourselves clearly and realize that we are just the most common of all living beings.
Can't escape life and death, can't hide happiness, anger, sadness and joy.
I don't remember how many times I comforted manna. I didn't hang up until my mobile phone was so hot that it was going to explode and the car of the resort had to take her to the airport.
I threw my cell phone on the bed, and the scarlet in the upper right corner hurt my eyes.
I told Ganlu about it, which means I found an enemy for Huo Tinggui.
Regret it?
I don't know either.
But I know that the pain of loss has been staged once in Huo Tinggui. He certainly doesn't want his good friends to have the same experience.
Seeing that the time was about the same, I took a taxi to the airport. When I arrived, I just ran into manna running from the exit.
I swear, this is the most messy time I've ever seen her.
Manna is even wrapped in the bathrobe of the resort. Her hair is messy. She wears a pair of shoes in different colors and styles, not to mention the tears and sadness on her face.
Suddenly, she had angina pectoris. Without saying anything, she directly dragged her into her arms.
Maybe I felt the warmth of my body, and cried with the sound of manna wow.
Without the usual indifferent image of imperial sister, she is just a deer who can't find her way home.
"Shen An, I want to see him. I want to see my father." She shouted.
I nodded, "OK, I'll take you. Let's go home."
Again, manna and I embarked on our way home.
I've never been to Ganlu's house. Naturally, I don't know the distance from the airport to their house, but looking at her messy appearance, I still can't help saying, "I won't get home until later. You go to bed first. When I get there, shall I call you?"
Manna shook her head at me with a hoarse voice. "I can't sleep. Now my mind is full of my father's appearance. You say that such a tough little old man, how can he get gastric cancer?"
"It's hard to say clearly about cancer." I sighed, raised my hand and patted her on the shoulder. "Now you're back, aren't you? He's happy to see you. That's enough. "
"It's not enough. I shouldn't go to Nancheng. I should stay with him. No, I should take him to check early, so that he can be treated. Our family is so rich that we can afford to take any medicine. It could have been cured. It's all my fault, all my fault!"
Manna became more and more painful. She lowered her head and pulled her hair crazily.
"Don't do this," I wasted a lot of effort to stop manna's move. "When you go back later, how sad your father should see you like this. Are you still willing to make him sad?"
"I'm not willing," replied manna.
Then, he quickly wiped his face with his hands and sorted his hair, "I want to appear in front of him well so that he won't worry about me."
But the more tossing, the worse the image.
The usually gorgeous lipstick was painted on the cheek and washed away by tears, which became worse and worse.
But I had to stop the car, take out a wet towel, wipe off all the makeup on her face and tidy her hair.
"Put on my coat." I said.
Just wear a bathrobe and go home. How can Gump's father not worry?
After manna did so, the car started again.
Soon, we arrived at Gan's house.
At three o'clock in the morning, Gan's house has not been lit. He sleeps in the hazy moonlight, like a monster guarding the ancient tower at the foot of the mountain.
Manna enters the password and goes straight to her father's room.
Originally, I shouldn't have watched this scene of father daughter love, but I was afraid that manna's mood would get out of control again. At that time, the scene couldn't stand it. I hesitated and followed up.
The first feeling of entering the bedroom is fishy.
The smell of blood filled the whole room, and the atmosphere was oppressive.
This is much heavier than the bloody smell I smelled in the hotel, which makes me think more.
Is it because father Gan spits blood very often and it's hard to throw his handkerchief out of the window at home?
Manna screamed, "Dad, Dad! Are you okay? Shen An, come on, call an ambulance. "
I was startled and looked forward quickly. I found that Gan's father was lying in bed, pale and unconscious.
And his mouth still has not dried up blood, the pillow has already been soaked, red, looking very terrible.
Fortunately, there was a hospital nearby. Less than two minutes before I called, they went to the door and picked up Huo's father.
Manna and I naturally go together.
She grabbed Gan's father's hand and ran along with the cart until the door of the operating room blocked her out.
Last second, she was still a girl running like the wind.
This second, she released her father's hand, and her strength was quickly pulled away. As soon as her feet were soft, she fell and sat down on the cold corridor ground.
I went to help her and found that her whole body was shaking slightly, her fists clenched, and her joints turned white.
"Don't be afraid." I knew what she was thinking and held her in my arms. "It'll be all right. Everything will be all right."
"Shen An, I can't live without him." Manna raised her head to me with tearful eyes, "if he doesn't have it, what should I do? He is my only relative in the world! "
I can't find more words of comfort, or all the comfort seems weak at the moment.
He can only pat her on the back and tell her, "he will watch you walk a long way. Trust him, he will be fine."