Chapter 25： Human grief is not connected

Chapter 25 Human sorrows are not connected

Human grief is not the same - Lu Xun.

Shi Mochizuki received painful treatment in the hospital, but Zhao Feier held a kindergarten graduation ceremony for Shi Tongyang at home with great fanfare.

Ning Youguang felt an uncontrollable sense of irony in her heart when she heard the news. She thought, it's no wonder that some people don't end well in the end.

In the past six months, Xia Rong and Yanlord's best medical team have been giving Shi Mochizuki treatment.

The recovery of his legs is much better than what the doctor predicted at the beginning, but it is not enough, far from what Yuguang wants.

After half a year of exercise and intensive acupuncture practice, the level of light acupuncture has returned to the level of the previous life.

On a sunny winter morning.

Two six-year-olds carried out their recovery plan together, hiding from all the adults.

The morning sunlight poured down from the window like water and fell into the pure white ward, the door of the room was tightly closed.

The little boy was lying on the hospital bed, with golden needles stuck on his knees, ankles, calves, and insteps.

After giving the child acupuncture, Youguang saw the child clenching his teeth tightly, his face was bluish purple, and he gently touched his little head.

"Don't grit your teeth, don't be nervous, the more nervous you are, the more painful it will be."

The child didn't grit his teeth anymore, but he was still nervous.

"If the pain is really unbearable, you can cry, cry out, or shout, whatever you do, just don't bear it, it will hurt even more."

"I'm an older child now, I can't cry anymore." The child said slowly, with fine sweat on his forehead.

Youguang gently wiped him with a soft handkerchief.

"A big child can't cry, even an adult can cry when it hurts. Crying and laughing are inherent instincts of human beings. It is cruel to have to kill this instinct."

Some people always tell their children, you are a boy, you can't cry, it's useless to cry, you are an adult, you can't cry, it's shameful to cry...

As everyone knows, people who have this kind of thinking are really ridiculous and pitiful.

Feeling the gentle stroking on the top of his head and the sore and numb pain on his body that seemed to radiate from the bone marrow, the child's eyes gradually turned red and tears flowed.

Mochizuki cried, but he didn't immerse himself in pain for too long.

He knew from a young age that crying would not solve any problems, but might bring more scolding or beatings.

"My sister's piercing doesn't hurt."

Six-year-old Shi Mochizuki doesn't know how bad Ning Youguang's acupuncture skills are, nor is he like some duplicitous adults who obviously don't believe it, but insists on complimenting the child's unreasonable actions.

But with her company, he could tell her his physical intuition.

"How come it doesn't hurt? I have pierced myself with every stitch I gave you and tested it myself. So, Mochizuki, you can't fool me." Youguang laughed.

"Sister..." Mochizuki buried her head in the pillow, her long eyelashes gently covering her wet eyes.

Did you give yourself a needle because you wanted to heal my leg?

The overwhelming guilt surged, wrapping the child's whole body, and the pain that disappeared instantly awakened.

Blame him...

If he wasn't injured, she wouldn't have to go to acupuncture and stab herself with long needles.

"Is it more painful? Hold on, little Mochizuki, if you want to become healthy, you have to pay a price, and pain is also a type of pain. Thinking about how you can run around freely in the future, will it not be so painful? ?"

After a long time, Shi Mochiyue asked Ning Youguang:

"Sister, why did I come into this world, why does it hurt so much?"

Why are you hurting so much because of me?

The little child, wrapped in a huge sense of guilt, could not leave.

Ning Youguang didn't know about Mochizuki's mental activity when   , she only saw the little boy lying on her bed curled up, looking extremely painful.

She decided to tell a story to the child.

"Before every child was born on earth, they were all angels watching in heaven. The angels knew that they were about to come to earth to complete their missions. Each of these missions was set for the upgrading of souls on earth. , so every angel will choose his mission in heaven before coming to earth, and formulate his life on earth according to his mission."

"These missions are difficult and simple. One of the missions is the most difficult and the most difficult. All the angels know that if they choose this mission, then he will be countless times harder and more painful than other angels on earth. But this mission is very important to the earth, and it must be accomplished by an angel."

"Many angels flinched in the face of this mission. They were very afraid that they could not complete the mission because it was too hard and difficult. Finally, the most powerful and caring angel No. 7 stood up bravely and decided to undertake this mission. Because he hopes to help the souls of the earth, and also to help other little friends... Mochizuki, you are the brave Angel No. 7."

"So, I'm on a mission right now?"

"correct."

"Sister, what angel number are you?

"I'm a 7 too."

"Is your sister's mission difficult too?"

"It's hard, it's hard."

It took    two lifetimes to get to where we are today.

is still not complete.

"Is it harder than mine?" The child became nervous.

"Well, how should I put it, it's hard, but it can't compare to yours, because our mission is different, your mission is the hardest for you, and mine is the hardest for me. "

"That's it." Mochizuki was silent for a while, and then he said, "Sister, go and help the person you want to help, and I'll help you."

"Silly boy." Youguang burst out laughing, "Do you know? Every angel can't help him when he completes his mission. I'm the same, there's no way to help you, and you can't help me either. We can only help ourselves." 1314

The boss can bear it since he was a child, but he can't bear it in front of his sister

(end of this chapter)