Jiang Yao seemed to have had a very long dream.
It's not like a dream.
From the perspective of a bystander.
She saw that Yan Zhi was driven out of Xishui Village with Zhou Hui. When he first arrived in Jiangcheng, he had no place to live and slept in the garbage transfer station.
In winter, the garbage station is very smelly, but it can block the wind.
But that year the cold wind was more piercing than in previous years, mother and son had red and cracked fingers from the cold, and the only thing to keep out the cold was a very thin old blanket.
Zhou Hui, with such a messy image, could not find a job.
The very hungry little Yanzhi would go to the trash can to find the leftovers left by others, which were barely clean, and even competed with wild dogs for food.
Once, he was even thrown into a trash can half the height of a person by a few idle bastards.
At the bottom of the barrel, there was a broken beer bottle.
On New Year's Eve, the whole city was beaming with joy, the fireworks were gorgeous and dazzling, and the sound of firecrackers was louder than the sound of firecrackers.
All houses are brightly lit.
In the stinking garbage transfer station, there is only a rickety light bulb that is not very bright.
What Yan Zhi and Zhou Hui ate was cold, mushy and dry egg fried rice with a fishy smell.
Zhou Hui said happy new year to him.
He didn't respond.
Until it was almost summer, Zhou Hui found her first job.
And Yan Zhi.
In fact, when he was young, he went to school two years earlier and two grades higher than his peers, but now, he is at the same height as his peers.
In the two years he was vacant, he was with the garbage.
Discarded mineral water bottles, cans, and waste paper are all things that keep him alive.
He was ridiculed by children and treated as a negative example of educating children by adults, but he didn't care.
At such a young age, he had already forged an armor for himself.
No more crying or laughing.
When Zhou Hui had some savings, he insisted on sending him to study.
He takes first place every year.
But people will not praise him and look up to him because of this.
He seemed to be cursed, loathing and hatred seemed to be what he was born to bear.
Jiang Yao saw many, many details that were not described in the book.
Jiang Yao felt a throbbing pain in his heart.
It hurts so bad I can't breathe.
But…
But she doesn't seem to help Yan Zhi change the ending yet.
How can it be.
…
"Doctor! Doctor! Come and see!"
"Patient's heartbeat rate suddenly increased!"
Jiang Yao heard a burst of turmoil, which was a bit noisy.
When I opened my eyes, there were several faces, either familiar or unfamiliar.
Jiang Zeting's eyes were bloodshot, his face was full of stubble, and he looked sloppy. Seeing Jiang Yao wake up, the man in his forties blushed, and his voice was small, as if he was afraid to startle her, "Yao Yao..."
Uncle Lin and Aunt Miao beside them also had red eyes.
Aunt Miao wiped her tears, "Miss, this time, I really suffered."
Jiang Yao realized later.
He seemed to have fallen down the stone steps.
She grinned and smiled at them, "I'm fine, Aunt Miao, don't worry."
The doctor looked at Jiang Yao and breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Jiang, I think Ling Qianjin's condition is pretty good. As long as she wakes up, there will be no major problems. Just take a good rest later."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
"You're welcome, this is what we should do."
Doctors and nurses in twos and threes evacuated from the bedside.
The line of sight suddenly became empty.
Only then did Jiang Yao see the boy standing in the corner of the ward.
His hair was a bit disheveled, and his eyes were no less bloodshot than Jiang Zeting's. He stood there with his hands down, his mouth tightly pursed, but his eyes were fixed on Jiang Yao.
Even though he looked a little slumped, he was still in shape.
Such a good boy should look like a bright and beautiful boy, instead of hanging out with dirty garbage in the garbage dump.
Jiang Yao hid the distress in her eyes, smiled at him, her voice was very soft.
"Yan Zhi."
Yan Zhi moved his fingertips.
He wanted to go over and have a look, to hold her hand and feel her body temperature.
But he dared not move.
He couldn't even breathe lightly.
Seeing this, Jiang Yao waved to him slightly, "Yan Zhi, come here."
Only then did the boy walk to the little girl's bedside lightly and quickly.
There was a bandage on her head, and her face was a little pale.
Yan Zhi painted her face with his eyes, over and over again, until he met those clear and agile deer eyes.
His throbbing heart returned to its original place.
Jiang Yao looked him up and down, "You didn't get hurt that day, did you?"
Yan Zhi shook his head.
"What about the others?"
Yan Zhi shook his head again.
"That… "
"They're all fine, you, get well soon." Yan Zhi opened his mouth, his voice seemed hoarse and low as if he hadn't spoken for many days, "I...everyone is very worried about you."
"What about you? Are you worried about me?"
Yan Zhi glanced at her, and said in a low voice, "Yes."
"very worried."
he added.
Jiang Yao smiled, eyebrows and eyes curved, "Then I'm fine now, are you relieved?"
Yan Zhi nodded and shook his head.
Jiang Yao didn't understand, "Huh?"
He said, "You're not quite well yet."
"But the doctor said that I can just take a good rest later. I will eat and rest well later, and I will be fine soon. Don't worry, okay?"
Yan Zhi pursed his lips and said, "Okay."
Jiang Yao laughed again, "Then you go back, take a shower and sleep, and have a good rest, okay?"
After finishing speaking, she turned to look at Jiang Zeting and the others.
"And Dad, Uncle Lin, Aunt Miao, you too, go back and have a good rest, I'm fine!"
Aunt Miao replied with red eyes, "Hey! Hey! Aunt Miao can rest assured that Miss is fine!"
Uncle Lin nodded.
Jiang Zeting calmed down a little, and said to Jiang Yao, "Dad is not tired, Dad is here with Yaoyao."
"But Dad hasn't rested for several days, so I'm worried."
Jiang Zeting originally wanted to refuse, but he gave his daughter a soft begging look.
He couldn't say anything.
Jiang Yao turned her gaze back to Yan Zhi.
The young man paused, and then said, "They're all gone and no one will take care of you. I'll stay here. I'll come back when Uncle Jiang and the rest get rested."
Jiang Yao was speechless.
Jiang Zeting didn't object either.
For so many days, Yan Zhi's concern for his daughter is no lower than theirs.
"Thank you, Yan Zhi."
Jiang Zeting didn't say anything else, he could come back earlier and let Yan Zhi rest.
So they left.
Jiang Yao was a little hungry, and there was porridge in an insulated box made by Aunt Miao in the ward.
Yan Zhi carefully fed her mouthful.
Seeing the young girl's agile and lively appearance, the words rolled and rolled on his lips, and finally spit them out.
"In the future, don't do such stupid things."
Knowing what he was referring to, Miss Jiang retorted in disapproval, "It's not stupid to protect you, I'm very proud of it."
"I protected you again!"
The little girl was beaming with joy, her delicate eyebrows shining brightly.
Yan Zhi stopped holding the spoon.
Heart beats like hell.
…
night.
Jiang Zeting and Aunt Miao came over.
Jiang Yao was shocked when she learned that she had been unconscious for half a month.
Did she sleep that long? !
no
But it is true.
She also learned from Aunt Miao that No. 1 Middle School had started school for two weeks, but Yan Zhi didn't go to school for these two weeks.
So when Yan Zhi came the next day, Miss Jiang justly drove him back to school, and came to see her after school, and gave her a review by the way.
Jiang Yao took this rest for more than half a month.
Two days before the National Day holiday, I went back to school for class.
When the inspiration comes, thoughts are springing up like a spring, and I have been writing all night until now! I feel like I'm going to knock off the babies, woo woo woo