After dinner, it's evening. These days, Lu Yilan goes to bed early.
In autumn, it's getting cold.
In the early morning, there are some tiny stars hanging in the sky. Huo Ling stands at the window and looks at the sky quietly.
Suddenly, several coughs broke the silence of the night.
Lu Yilan felt that her throat was itchy. After coughing a few times, the dry itching became even worse. There was water at the head of the bed. She reached for a water cup, and the light in the ward was on.
"Little mute, what's the matter with you?"
She didn't speak. The whiteboard and pen were in her hands.
One word, thirsty.
Huo Ling said, "don't look for it. I've used up the water in the room. I'll fetch water. You're good alone."
"Ah -"
it's cold in early autumn.
The 12-year-old kid is still wearing the last summer's clothes, with a thin layer and a row of buttons. What's more, the buttons are half opened.
Huo Ling is not afraid of cold.
When the man came to fetch water, Lu Yilan felt that she was already thirsty, but she still held the thermos cup, sipped a few mouthfuls, the hot water came into her stomach, and she suddenly woke up.
The warmth also slowly spread.
She asked, "why is my brother still up?"
"I'm looking at the stars." Huo Ning stands at the edge of the window again, and the moonlight hits his face gently. Lu Yilan finds that the injury on his face has been cured.
Slightly provoked Phoenix eyes, lip color slightly light, and that pair of emerald eyes, shining.
Lu Yilan suddenly wanted to see the stars.
Holding a small drawing board, I went to him and looked out. It was beautiful.
"It's said that people will become a star after they die. My parents are in the sky." He propped his chin against the windowsill. "They're looking at me."
Wait The plot is wrong. Huo Ling's father is not dead.
Lu Yilan has some doubts: "that aunt at noon today?"
"She, she's my foster mother. I'm an orphan."
When Huo Ling said this, she didn't seem to have any pressure at all. She didn't know what to do with her facial expression. She should smile. She felt that she was too relaxed to describe.
However, Lu Yilan saw his clenched fists.
He was angry.
"Your parents may not be dead, but..."
"They're dead." Huo Ning tilted her head and interrupted Lu Yilan, "since you don't want me, you're dead."
This tone is a little heavy and a little fierce.
There was a moment of stagnation in the atmosphere. It was Huo Ling's voice that broke the deadlock. "Doll, I heard that your mother died in the fire, so you should take a closer look."
"She must be looking at you in these stars."
There seemed to be a sense of bewitching in the words. Lu Yilan slowly found it, and then felt that every star was almost the same, as if he could not tell the difference.
"Look! That's your mother! "
“……”
He pointed to the north star.
"The brightest star in the night sky will always be waiting for you." Waiting for me, too.
Huo Ling didn't know when she would be really pitiful, maybe when her foster mother's compassion disappeared, maybe when the compensation was used up.
But this night, he was happy.
There's a stupid doll that makes him funny.
"All right."
"It's almost two o'clock, and the princess's pumpkin carriage has disappeared for two hours. Don't you hurry to sleep ~"
"I want to see my mother again."
Sleep. Who can sleep.
"Oh, if you watch too much, it won't work. Go to sleep."
Lu Yilan wanted to continue to resist, but found that his whole focus suddenly fell.