Chapter 250

"All nonsense, fart big child, make what girlfriend, say this you also don't dislike blush."

Du Manning said with a smile: "Mom, your education idea is out of date. It's the 21st century, not the 1970s. It's popular to make girlfriends in kindergarten now. Our family is so handsome and cool in the morning. It must be the favor of special recruit girls. When I went to school to pick him up, I used to see a bunch of girls around him and give him a chance Kerry, I'll give him some biscuits later. You don't look at that kind of hospitality. It's just that your baby grandson always has a black face, as if he's pulling so much... "

Du Manning said while casually opened the notebook, the neat handwriting on it made her smile deeper. She just glanced at it casually, then suddenly stopped her voice, trembled and turned it over. The pink book suddenly fell to the ground, Du Manning's face was pale, her body was shaking and almost fell down.

Mrs. Du was startled. She quickly put down the things in her hand and ran to support her. She repeatedly asked, "what's the matter? What's going on? But is it a stomachache? "

Du Manning didn't speak. Dou Da's tears fell down desperately. He was paralyzed in Mrs. Du's arms, trembling like chaff. His lips opened to say something, but he couldn't even utter a word. Mrs. Du couldn't hold her, so she had to sit on the floor with her. At the same time, she noticed the open book on the floor and took it

It's sunny on Thursday, February 3

yesterday, the teacher taught us to keep a diary, but I won't be punished by the teacher. The teacher said that we should write the days of the month, the days of the week and the weather. Tomorrow I will start to watch the weather forecast, so that I can write a good diary, and the teacher won't punish me.

On Friday, February 4, it was cloudy

father-in-law sun was so lazy that he didn't come out. The weather was so gloomy that I felt dizzy and stuffy. Today, the florist's business is good. I've earned some tips again. I want to save the money and study for my brother in the future. Mommy won't be so tired. It hurts me to see that mommy works several jobs a day. When can I grow up? Grandma said that when I grow up, Mommy will not be so tired.

Monday, March 7

I haven't kept a diary for a long time. The flower shop is so busy at the weekend. I'm so tired, but I can't tell mommy and grandma that I want to make money and study with my brother. Mommy Got a good job. Also took me to the park to play, and quarreled with my brother, hum! You know, bullying me. I'm going to brush the toilet with his toothbrush tomorrow. Is it too bad for me to use his towel as a rag and put his smelly socks under his pillow?

Heavy rain on Tuesday, March 15

I hate rainy days, I hate it! Caught in the rain, I will have a fever, so uncomfortable! Today, when I wash my face, my nose bleeds. I'm afraid, but I dare not tell mummy. I'm afraid Mummy will cry. Every time I get sick, mummy will shed tears.

It rained on Monday, March 28th

today, I finally learned to write burning words with fever. After several days of rain, I have a fever again. I feel dizzy, but I can't fall down. I want to help mummy shoot ads for the company, but I'm tired and my legs are swollen. But I'm still very happy. Mommy said that she would go to the mall and buy me Johnson shower gel. Mommy said that it would be fragrant after washing. Looking forward to it! And oh, my name is Nangong Dad today. He has no objection. When he holds me, it seems that my dad holds me. I miss my dad so much.

On Tuesday, March 29, Nangong's father found a good school for his brother, and I want to repay him when I grow up.

It's cloudy on Tuesday, April 5th

today I have nosebleed again. I can write about my nose. Oh, I'm so tired. I can't lift my spirits and I want to sleep!

It's sunny on Wednesday, April 6

Mommy is on a business trip

What is the blood routine? I don't understand.

On Friday, April 22, it was cloudy

today, Nangong's father took me to the hospital, and the doctor gave me a lot of blood. I was so scared. Fortunately, Nangong's father held me all the time, and the doctor gave me a bone Sui (which I can't write). It really hurt! Later the doctor uncle gave me a check, I heard the doctor uncle said platelet low, white blood cells high! I'm scared to see the look in the nurse's eyes. That's what I often see. Pity, pity and WAN (this word can't be written). Sorry, Nangong's father is really good. I really hope he is my father. I'm so disappointed that mommy didn't come. Nangong's father said she was sleeping. Mommy is so lazy, but Ke'er loves mommy so much!

On Thursday, April 28th, it was cloudy

today, my teacher gave me five little red flowers, but Nangong's father was sick, and there was a big swelling under his stomach. I want to blow for Nangong's father, and I'm sorry to be scolded by Mommy

On Wednesday, May 11, light rain

fell ill again

It's cloudy on Monday, May 16

it hurts so much that I start coughing up blood. I can't tell mummy that mummy will cry. Nangong father is like Santa Claus. He said that he can help me realize all my wishes. Oh, I want Nangong father to be my father. He agreed. I'm so happy. Nangong father took me to collect specimens. Did Nangong father let me make a wish when I was dying? I see it all on TV. If I die, I hope Nangong's father will be with mommy forever, so that my brother will have a father. It's great to have a dad.It's sunny on Thursday, May 19

Mommy pinched my nose blue. It's so ugly. But I don't blame mummy. Mummy is so worried about me that she has to send me to the hospital. I'm so afraid that mummy knows I'm sick. Fortunately, uncle Dong helped me. Uncle Dong said I was an angel. I think he was an angel too. I like what uncle Dong said. I called Nangong dad, and Nangong Dad promised to keep our little secret. I love Nangong dad so much. If he is my real dad, I miss you, Dad!

It's windy on Sunday, May 22nd.

I finally got Nangong's father's hair, and the parent-child Jian (the word can't be written) decided. My brother is right. Nangong's father is our father. I'm very happy, but I'm sad. Why does father want to abandon us? Is Kor not good enough, that's why dad doesn't want us? My brother and I had a fight. I'm afraid he will ignore me.

It's sunny on Sunday, July 3

it's been some time since I was diagnosed with leukemia. I feel that my strength disappears little by little from my body. I often cough up blood. I know I'm dying. Uncle Dong said that my illness is very special. I know that he is in Anwei (I can't write this word). Fortunately, I can still see my father and Mommy before I die. Do you know? We found Dad!

It's cloudy on Wednesday, July 6

recently, I've been sleeping longer and longer. Every time I lie down, I don't know whether I can wake up, and I don't want to wake up, because chemotherapy is really painful and painful. My hair has gone out, and I can't hold on to the pain. Every day I can only hide and cry alone. I'm afraid that I will be found by mommy and cry again I wish mommy could hold me. I'm so scared. I don't want to die! Yesterday I had a dream. I dreamed that mommy held me and sang me a lullaby. She sang so well that I couldn't bear to open my eyes.

It's sunny on Monday, July 25th.

the roses are blooming again. It's beautiful, but it's too far away for my eyes to see clearly

On Sunday, August 14, it was cloudy

I had a dream again. In my dream, I heard the song. My eyelids were very heavy. I desperately opened my eyes and saw my aunt in white standing in front of me. Is this the messenger who took me to heaven? My brother held hands and hummed to me. I saw his face full of tears. My brother never cried. I felt very sad. I wanted to raise my hand to help him wipe his tears, but I couldn't move. I didn't have the strength. I started to have nosebleed again. I couldn't stop it. My brother was scared. My eyes began to blur. Suddenly I thought that I had quarreled with my brother before, and those days would never come back Sorry, I shouldn't quarrel with my brother. Will you forgive me? Mommy I miss you.

On Friday, September 9th, light rain

I can't hold my pen any more. I want mommy to come to see me, but I still can't help it. I don't want to see Mommy cry for me. If she knows I'm going to die, she won't be able to live. Dad has been with me, I want to tell him, he is my father. But my brother won't let me say, I can only try my best to drill into my father's arms, I'm afraid I'll die, and my father will never have a chance to hold me again.

It's sunny on Tuesday, September 20th

mom Grandma Dad Brother Goodbye!

On Monday, October 17th, it was cloudy

a strange place, a foreigner with yellow hair. I thought this was heaven. It turned out that this was America. Dad knew that I was his child and he wanted to save me

Saturday, October 22nd, sunny

I love my father, who accompanies me all day and holds my hand to write a diary with me. At the beginning, the teacher taught us to write a diary to record the beauty of the day. Now diary has become my only pleasure to pass the time.

On Wednesday, November 2, it was sunny

and my father said that I was the strongest child in the world, so happy

On Saturday, January 7, I can write diary again. My strength is coming back little by little. Can I survive? Dad laughed, tomorrow I will be able to fly home to see Mommy, I have to be careful to hide her, after the exclusion period, I cured the disease, I want to bury the diary in the soil, bury this experience in my heart, never tell mommy, I want to make Mommy happy forever.

On Thursday, February 9, light rain

Mommy came to see me. I'm very happy, but my legs hurt, some of them can't walk steadily, and I accidentally fell down. There are problems in my blood, thrombocytopenia, leukocytosis, and relapse. Do I have to repeat the pain of the previous period? I want to face a strong smile, but I still cry, I'm afraid, really afraid, dad help me! Who can help me, please

On Tuesday, May 8th, it was cloudy

I coughed up blood again. I saw my father wipe tears secretly. My father came to accompany me every day and helped me hide my mother. Seeing my father's suffering, I didn't want to live.

It's sunny on Saturday, June 3

life is coming to an end, and I can't move any more. Goodbye, Mommy, afterlife I also want to be your daughter.

It's cloudy on Monday, July 4th

dad suddenly gets a lot older, is it because of me?

Wednesday, July 6thI used to run in the field with open arms, I used to play mud, catch loach and run butterfly race, but now I can't stand up. Brother PS for me a family photo, I hold it in my arms, will feel warm. Dr. Forrest will take me to America again. I know he wants to save me, but I don't want to go. I want to die in a familiar place, preferably my room. But I'm afraid that mommy will be sad. Mommy, what should I do?

July 22: I'd rather believe it's dark than my eyes can't see clearly

July 23: I can't hold my pen. I don't know what day it is today. I can't keep a diary any more.

July 24: Mommy, I miss you so much

July 25: Mommy, I'm so scared. Why don't you come to see me, Wuwu

July 26: Mommy Mommy Mommy Mom

Mrs. Du trembled her lips, the diary slipped from her hand and murmured, "it's not true, it's not true!"

Du Manning covered her heart. Although she was trying to suppress it, her face was still full of tears. Her lips had been bitten by her. She was panting. She seemed to be out of breath several times. She was so scared that Mrs. Du yelled: "baomei, baomei..."