Xie Ning's words were incoherent and incoherent, tossing over and over again meant to leave immediately.
It took Zhuang Yan a while to figure out what happened.
Mr. Xie is in his 80s. As he gets older, his body is prone to various problems, and his immunity also declines. On the surface, he doesn't seem to be seriously ill, and he rarely goes to the hospital, but his body has collapsed.
Just like a tree that looks strong and strong, it has actually started to rot from its roots.
At this time, only one fuse is needed, and the big tree will fall with a bang.
For example, a common fall.
The elderly are most afraid of falling.
Zhuang Yan remembered that when he was a child, there was an old lady who lived next door. She was very kind and seemed to be in good spirits. She also planted some vegetables in the yard at home and went to work a few times.
Occasionally, when I see Zhuang Yan, I will give him two vegetables, saying that the food outside is not as clean and delicious as what she grew herself.
When the old lady died, Zhuang Yan was a little unbelievable. He had seen him from a distance yesterday, watching the old lady watering slowly.
I heard that it went very suddenly, so I didn't pay attention when I got off the car, fell and fell unconscious.
Haven't woken up since.
Zhuang Yan understood Xie Ning's concern, picked him up, placed him on a chair, and poured him a glass of warm water.
Seeing that Xie Ning's mood seemed to have stabilized, Zhuang Yan called Uncle Zhong with his mobile phone and asked about the current situation of Mr. Xie.
After hanging up the phone, he turned to see Xie Ning holding a water glass and staring at him quietly.
His eyes were clean and empty, as if nothing was there.
Zhuang Yan whispered, "Grandpa is fine."
Shainin's eyelashes fluttered.
At this time, Xie Ning completely ignored the "grandfather" that Zhuang Yan said, instead of "Mr. Xie" or the prefix "you".
His focus was only on the last two words.
The strange thing is that when Zhuang Yan said these words, he believed them without thinking.
"You must not have heard it just now." Zhuang Yan held his hand, Xie Ning's hand was not cold, because he had just held the water glass, and it was still warm, "Uncle Zhong made it clear to me, the old man just I haven't woken up yet, but I'm already out of danger."
Xie Ning then regained some ability to think.
"Are you out of danger?" He grabbed Zhuang Yan's hand with a bit of strength, but Zhuang Yan's expression didn't change at all.
He slowly comforted Xie Ning and said, "Well, out of danger."
With a breath of relief, Xie Ning fell back and leaned on the back of the chair.
He took a sip of water slowly, his hands trembled slightly, the water swayed out a little and wet his neckline.
"I want to go back." Xie Ning said again.
"Well." Zhuang Yan responded, patting him on the back to soothe his emotions, "but it's too late today."
Xie Ning rolled his eyes and looked at him.
Zhuang Yan said: "It's too late now. If you count the time to go to the airport, the earliest flight will have to wait until tomorrow. You should have a good rest today and get some sleep. I'll book your ticket for tomorrow and take you there."
"Will it be too late?" Xie Ning asked.
Zhuang Yan quickly understood what he meant, shook his head and said, "No."
His voice was low, with a strength that reassured Xie Ning: "The old man is just too tired and needs to rest for a while."
Xie Ning nodded for a long time.
"You too." Zhuang Yan said, "You also need a good rest today."
Xie Ning said, "I'm fine..."
Zhuang Yan looked down at him: "Now, can you still stand up?"
Xie Ning: "… "
Although Zhuang Yan forced him to have a good night's sleep, Xie Ning still had insomnia.
He rested on Zhuang Yan's shoulder, and the distance between the two was a little too close, as if he could kiss Zhuang Yan's chin as soon as he raised his head.
It was late at night, and it seemed to be raining outside, and Xie Ning could vaguely hear the sound of water droplets hitting the window.
Zhuang Yan closed his eyes, Xie Ning didn't know whether he fell asleep or not, he was hugged by him honestly and did not dare to move.
When he first received Uncle Zhong's call, Xie Ning's mind was blank. There seemed to be a lot of voices around, but he couldn't hear anything clearly.
It was quiet around him at the moment, but he thought about it a lot.
He was suddenly unable to control his emotions, and his eyes filled with tears little by little.
Tears fell slowly, and he didn't know why he was crying.
He thought that if Zhuang Yan was not here, he would be very embarrassed at this time.
He would be in a chaotic situation, fell to the ground and couldn't get up, finally stood up, and rushed out regardless.
It was probably after being blown by the cold wind for a long time that he remembered the plane ticket he wanted to book back, and then took a taxi to the airport, where he hunched over and waited all night.
Maybe he will be soaked all over by the rain, and before he can see his grandfather, he will fall down first.
Only then did he realize that he'd been having a bad time all these years, that he wouldn't take care of himself, or that he thought he was doing well, but any wind and wave could knock him down.
No wonder Yan Xi was always worried about him, and occasionally he hesitated to say anything to him, but in the end he didn't say anything.
There seemed to be a sigh from the top of his head, and then a pair of generous palms wiped the tears from his face.
"Don't cry." Zhuang Yan's voice was gentle, with a hint of annoyance that was not easily detected, as if he was annoyed that he found out too late.
He said, "I'll be by your side no matter what."
Xie Ning didn't speak, but suddenly hugged him tightly. After a long time, he responded with a dry and low voice.
But even with Zhuang Yan by his side, Xie Ning still slept badly that night. He tossed and woke up from his sleep, and soon fell into darkness again.
Repeatedly half-dreaming and half-awake, it wasn't until the second half of the night that I really fell asleep.
He seemed to dream of Mr. Xie, or when he was awake, he remembered some past events.
He had just passed his eighteenth birthday at that time, and the coming-of-age ceremony had a different meaning to most people. When that day passed, it meant that you were an adult who was completely independent and separated from the care of your guardian.
Xie Ning was taken to the compound that day, and he was greeted by Uncle Zhong and the smiling Elder Xie.
He looked up at his grandfather, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. The old man Xie didn't seem to be much different from now, as if he hadn't gotten old.
Or the old man is always the same, after all, no one has the time to count whether there is another wrinkle on his face.
Mr. Xie held him in his arms, as if facing a lost and found baby: "I wish my Ningning a happy eighteenth birthday."
Shaining couldn't remember his mood at the time, but he remembered that day he said calmly, "Thank you."
Mr. Xie was not dissatisfied with his indifference, and gave the coming-of-age gift with a smile.
To Xie Ning's shock, in addition to the villa, Mr. Xie also gave him a document. He looked down at the words on the cover with a surprised expression on his face.
It was a share transfer agreement.
Mr. Xie said: "I hope you can be happy and free forever, without being bound by the past, without suffering and suffering, and without worrying about money. When you are an adult, you are free and unfettered, and you can control the future yourself. Make your own destiny and choose how you want to live.”
He said: "From now on, no one can make decisions for you, not anyone. You are already an independent person, but at the same time, I also hope that your future will be flat and bright, and I hope you can be less suffer a little setback and experience more joy and happiness.”
Xie Ning listened to him earnestly and patiently. For some reason, his nose was sore and his chest was filled with something sore.
He thought that his emotions were as calm as an ancient well, and he could no longer perceive any emotions, but at that moment, his heart was still touched.
Later, he slowly understood that the soreness was probably the warmth of family affection.
Very light, but fortunately, he still felt it.
…
Woke up the next day, Shainin's mood stabilized a lot.
Probably it wasn't just him who didn't sleep well last night, Zhuang Yan's face was not very good, Xie Ning could find the faint blue-purple in his eyes.
After breakfast, Zhuang Yan insisted on taking him to the airport.
The luggage was temporarily arranged by Zhuang Yan last night, and there were not many things with him. In fact, Xie Ning had nothing to bring, except for the mobile phone.
Zhuang Yan really wanted to go back with him, but couldn't.
At least not today.
There are still so many people in the crew and so many things, it is not a day or two for him to go back, so he has to arrange it a few days in advance.
Fortunately, after a night, Shainin seemed to have returned to normal thinking, and his worries were a little less, but it still did not disappear.
"Call me when you get off the plane," he urged.
Xie Ning came back to his senses and hesitated: "Won't it bother you?"
Zhuang Yan thought for a while, and then said, "It's fine to send a text message, but remember to message me."
Xie Ning: "Yeah."
Zhuang Yan: "I have contacted Uncle Zhong, and he will arrange for someone to pick you up at the airport. Remember to read the license plate number and don't get on the wrong bus."
Xie Ning: "I'm not so confused."
Zhuang Yan didn't speak, and continued: "Remember to text me when you arrive at the hospital. You must eat three meals a day on time, so you can't forget it."
Xie Ning responded slowly.
When he was about to get on the plane, Zhuang Yan let go of his hand.
Only then did Shainin's mood change - as if he had been floating in nothingness in the air, it would suddenly fall.
The next second, Zhuang Yan leaned over and hugged him deeply.
"Don't worry." Zhuang Yan's voice was steady and reliable as always, "Grandpa will be fine."
Xie Ning's heart fell on the ground.
I heard Zhuang Yan say again: "So you have to be good too."
When he finally said goodbye, Zhuang Yan couldn't help holding him back.
Xie Ning turned around suspiciously and looked at him: "Is there anything else?"
Zhuang delays doubt for a moment, grabs his hand, pulls him into his arms, and wraps him with a broad chest.
There were a lot of people around, but he lowered his head regardless, and landed on Xie Ning's lips with a reluctant kiss.
After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Wait for me."