"Uncle, aunt, you go and eat something, I'm watching him here." Cheng Shitong smiled at them both.
"Hey, then we won't be polite with you." Gu Ningshu's mother nodded again and again, she could see that the two children had a lot to say, so he quickly pulled Gu Ningshu's father out.
After the two parents went out, the ward calmed down.
Cheng Shitong turned his head, looked at the bandages on Gu Ningshu's head, and finally couldn't help laughing, and said to him, "Ugly dead."
Gu Ningshu's pale cheeks suddenly showed a hint of redness. Even if he thought with his toes, he probably imagined that he was now embarrassed.
"Don't look ..." His gaze shifted from Cheng Shitong's face to another, whispering a bit embarrassed.
"It's about to see." Cheng Shitong stared at him with a pair of red eyes, half a moment, didn't hold back, tears came out: "Why are you so stupid, you can't care about yourself, you have to care about others."
Gu Ningshu heard the choke in her voice, turned her head, and looked at Cheng Shitong with a little anxiety, her voice whispered, "Tong Tong ... Don't cry ..."
"Hurry up soon ... I won't cry ..." Cheng Shitong wiped his tears, and murmured at Gu Ningshu.
"Well ... I will ..." Gu Ningshu answered with a low voice.
Cheng Shitong stayed at the hospital for a few more days. During this period Gu Ningshu only repeatedly had a low fever, and his spirit looked much better than before.
After confirming that he was fine, Cheng Shitong flew back to Z City.
When the plane soared in the sky again, she looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, hoping that 2013 would be smooth sailing.
At that time, in the Changsi cemetery in Z city, the rabbit was standing in front of a tombstone in a daze.
There is a picture of her grandmother on the tombstone. The people in the photo are looking at her with a kind smile.
In these days, whenever she was free, she ran to the cemetery of Changsi Cemetery. When she arrived, she stood in front of her grandmother's tombstone and remained motionless.
This is the second time in her life that she has parted from her own life.
The first time was when her three-year-old father died.
At that time, she was still small, and the memory in her mind was blurred. Even though she was sad at a young age, after so many years passed, she gradually forgot the feeling of sadness.
But this time, she was already so big that when she faced death, she felt a kind of heartbreaking pain in her heart.
That pain can't be spoken or told to others.
This was her first time, and she truly felt that the life of a person was so fragile, but in a short time, he could disappear into this world.
The weather has already entered a few cold days, not to mention the coldest of the nine or nine cold days.
The little rabbit stood for a while in front of the tombstone. A pale pink face was blown red by the cold wind, and her hands and feet were as cold as ice.
But apart from standing here, she couldn't think of any other way to make up for those days when her grandmother was not with her.
Time didn't know how long it was past, until a figure hurried towards her and then carried her into her arms.
The cold breath in the air seemed to be cut off instantly, and a familiar and warm breath surrounded her tightly.