Gu Li looked like a walking corpse. He looked at the nurse who stopped him, his eyes were not warm at all, and his pale lips moved slightly: "Go away."
The voice was as cold as if it came from a deep valley.
The nurse looked into his eyes and immediately withdrew her hand.
The boy walked towards the window step by step.
The sun was just right outside, the sun quietly climbed up the window sill, and shone in through the glass, refracting a dazzling light, several beams of light fell on the ground and formed a circle of light, one of which shone on the boy's body, making his face even whiter , close to transparent white.
The doctors by the window also looked away, and when they saw him approaching, they all pushed away.
Gu Li walked over, lowered his head, and saw a group of people below.
The bright red blood on the ground meandered and flowed all the way to the flower bed next to it.
The white cloth was covered up, covering the old man's face. The old man who had been taking care of him since his parents left one after another, finally chose to leave him in such a way because he was afraid of hurting himself.
Another person left.
Even though the sun was shining on him, Gu Li felt very cold. The coldness spread from the soles of his feet, all the way to his limbs, to every corner of his body. After all, he couldn't hold back, his body staggered, and his hands rested on the on the windowsill.
The doctors and nurses looked at the thin back of the young man, and saw the originally straight back bend, and for some reason, their eyes also became astringent, obviously they were used to seeing birth, old age, sickness and death.
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Gu Li handled the funeral of the old man by himself.
He has been working part-time savings, plus scholarships, no funeral, only cremation and tombstone.
The tombstone is still very new, and the old man in the photo has kind eyes.
Gu Li sat beside the tombstone, with his face pressed against the cold tombstone, wanting to use this method to recall the warmth the old man gave him.
He sat here for a long time until the school called.
The school didn't know what happened at his home, but only knew that he hadn't come to class for a few days, so they called him to inquire about the situation. Gu Li focused his eyes, and after briefly explaining the situation to the other party, the other party also fell silent.
In the end, he was approved for a few days off, and after persuading him to mourn, he hung up the phone.
He looked at the phone, and there were only messages he sent a few days ago on it. She didn't reply to a single one, but Gu Li was not discouraged at all. He typed with trembling hands: Sorry, I didn't take the second exam, so I didn't get a good grade. The result, let you down, I promise I won't do it next time, okay
She must be angry, she didn't pay attention to the exam.
He wants to explain to her.
It was getting dark gradually, the cemetery was a bit cold, the moonlight was pouring down, and the pure white color made people feel cold.
The boy was still waiting, probably because he felt cold, his legs were bent, his chin rested on his knees, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and the shadows that fell fell on his eyelids, he pursed his lips, covered in moonlight.
Until late at night, his legs were a little numb.
With cold hands and feet, he took out his phone again, but there was still nothing.
He sent out several messages in a series.
Gu Li: Grandma is dead.
Gu Li: I want to see you.
Gu Li: Don't you want to talk to me
Gu Li: That's great.
He stopped looking at his phone, but stood up, looked at grandma's tombstone for the last time, and imprinted grandma's last smile on his heart. Finally, he turned around, and his back was getting farther and farther away.