Later, although the doctor Liu Yong felt a little confused, he still respected the patient's opinion and helped Jiang Qi 'tell the lie'.
So Zhiqi was somewhat disappointed.
In the ward, the little girl stood by the big bed and looked at Lin Lan's thin mist in the winter morning, her brows drooping in embarrassment.
Jiang Qi walked over, and a thin and slender arm embraced her thin and slender shoulders from behind, coaxing her clumsily: "Hey, don't be angry."
"I'm not angry." Zhi Qi sighed slightly, but mumbled in a muffled voice: "I just feel a little pity."
Finally, Zhiminglin and Mei Ran were willing to accept him and let them take Jiang Qi back. As a result, the hospital's rules and regulations became the 'Cheng Yaojin' who came out halfway.
Jiang Qi smiled slightly, but didn't speak, thinking that Zhi Qi was still young after all, far less mature than her brother.
But... He hoped that she would always be so innocent, that she could be protected and coaxed by him in the palm of his hand.
"I'm sorry, Qiqi." Jiang Qi's voice was very small, almost muttering to himself, and his voice became louder after this sentence. The cold voice covered Zhiqi's ears, and it was hard to detect: "Next year, I will definitely go."
"Okay." The girl laughed again, looking at him with squinted eyes: "Then what will you do this year?"
It would be so pitiful for Jiang Qi to be alone in the hospital.
In all honesty, Zhi Qi was really reluctant.
But in fact, Jiang Qi never took the keywords 'New Year' and 'New Year's Eve' to heart—he never celebrates holidays, not even birthdays, let alone New Year's Eve.
It's just that Jiang Qi didn't want to pour cold water on the little girl, so after thinking about it, he came up with an 'entertainment' activity: "Well, let's watch TV."
Just stay in the hospital and watch the Spring Festival Gala.
Imagining the young man watching TV alone in the ward, Zhi Qi couldn't help feeling sad and funny, the girl's black eyes rolled, and a sly flash of light flashed in her eyes within a moment.
Probably not a very shrewd 'good idea'.
But she didn't want the boy to spend the whole day on New Year's Eve alone.
Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and time is like an arrow that leaves the string, passing quickly.
On New Year's Eve, Zhi Qi obediently ate the New Year's Eve dinner at home, watched the New Year's Eve Gala with the family for a while, and then quietly waited for the old couple to rest after Zhi Yu left. He picked up the overcoat that was hanging on the shelf, put it on his body, and slipped out the door.
The little girl also grabbed a bunch of things from the fireworks box at the door.
Fireworks should be set off during the Chinese New Year. At this moment, the whole process seems to be lit up by fireworks, and the dark night sky after 11 o'clock in the middle of the night is as bright as day.
Zhiqi was wearing a milk tea-colored wool coat, and she didn't feel cold when she went out with a scarf around her. She had a lively smile on her fair-skinned face.
The girl took a taxi to the fifth hospital as soon as she went out, and kept urging the driver all the way, and finally arrived at the gate of the nursing home before twelve o'clock.
—Fortunately, she is a registered 'family member', and the nurses on duty in Dali know her very well, otherwise she would definitely not let anyone in to visit in the middle of the night.
Zhi Qi thanked her with a smile, and then ran to Jiang Qi's ward unsteadily.
It's so late, I don't know if Jiang Qi slept or not.
Zhi Qi was thinking aimlessly, and pushed open the door of the ward with her little hand. Accompanied by the laughing and joking sketch accompaniment in the Spring Festival Gala, the young man who was leaning on the bed turned his head in surprise.
The girl clearly saw that there was no emotion in those light-colored glass-colored pupils, but in an instant, bits and pieces burst into bloom.
It was faintly brighter than the night sky outside.
"Jiang Qi." Zhi Qi couldn't help laughing, biting her frozen red lips with porcelain white teeth: "Happy New Year."
In fact, she had already said it on WeChat, but she still wanted to come over and say the most common congratulatory speech to him in front of him on New Year's Day, just like everyone else.
Jiang Qi didn't answer, but got off the hospital bed and walked towards her step by step.
"Jiang..." Zhiqi looked at him in surprise. Before he could finish a name, the door behind him was blocked by a big hand with a bang, followed by the overwhelming coldness on his body. breath.
Like pine in the cold winter, with a cold aroma.
It's just that the girl's lips were colder than the temperature of his body, Jiang Qi couldn't help but think that the weather was freezing to the little girl and wronged her when he lowered his head to hold Zhi Qi's soft lips.
Thinking of this, two big warm hands cupped the girl's face, as if trying to keep her warm.
But Zhi Qi raised her head in a daze, and obediently responded to Jiang Qi's kiss.
"There are still ten minutes left today." After the long and lingering kiss, Jiang Qi breathed slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qiqi, my New Year's wish has come true."
During the day, Zhi Qi asked him to make a wish, and what he made was... to see her.
"Hmm." Zhi Qi's lips were reddened by his kiss, like a red plum in the snow on her white face, they opened and closed at this moment: "What wish did you make?"
Jiang Qi smiled, but did not answer.
Fortunately, Zhiqi was not obsessed with this problem, and soon, she took out an insulated box from the big bag she carried with her, held it up to Jiang Qi like a treasure, said with a crooked smile, "Eat dumplings. "
Jiang Qi was startled.
"I remember that you like to eat dumplings stuffed with three delicacies, so I asked my aunt at home to teach me how to make this stuffing." Zhiqi pulled the boy to sit in front of the sofa together, put the box on the coffee table and opened it. The umami lingers immediately.
The performance of the insulation box is excellent, and the dumplings are still warm.
Zhi Qi looked at him with his chin: "Try it quickly."
Jiang Qi didn't speak, after a while, he picked up a dumpling and tasted it: "It's delicious."
"Really?" Zhiqi's eyes lit up: "It's my first time doing it, isn't it very talented?"
Although, she didn’t eat it herself—girls don’t like leeks, so naturally they don’t eat a series of cuisines related to leeks, which of course also include dumplings stuffed with three delicacies.
Jiang Qi smiled and nodded: "Really."
In fact, he has never had special requirements for food, neither particularly likes nor particularly dislikes, and has always been in the state of 'whatever has a stutter is fine'.
The reason why Zhiqi thinks he likes to eat dumplings stuffed with three delicacies actually stems from the time when they were in elementary school many years ago, when the girl brought him meals at noon every day.
When Zhiqi was a child, she hadn't shown any special aversion to leeks. Once, the nanny at home made dumplings stuffed with three delicacies and sent them to school. The little girl frowned after eating one, and reluctantly ate two more. He stopped eating and pushed all the remaining dumplings to him.
At that time, Jiang Qi was in a state of growing up, and he basically couldn't eat enough to eat every day. Zhi Qi could eat whatever he gave him, and even felt that he could even eat a cow.
Naturally, the two boxes of dumplings were nothing to worry about, and they were completely eaten.
But it shocked Zhiqi.
The girl looked at Jiang Qi who looked like a "big stomach king" in surprise, blinked her big black eyes, she thought for a while and asked: "Do you like eating dumplings with this stuffing very much?"
Maybe from that time on, Zhiqi thought he liked three delicacies stuffing.
And Jiang Qi didn't explain, Quan Dang himself just liked it very much.
Because it doesn't matter what he likes and what he doesn't like.
The important thing is that someone remembers his so-called 'likes' and remembers them, that's enough.
And Zhiqi has remembered it for so many years.
Sometimes Jiang Qi often thinks about a question, the girl treats him so well, is he really worth it
But this kind of question may never have an answer, because "like a person who drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or cold", in the eyes of others, he may be Zhiqi's helpless "warm and cold", but it is enough for the little girl to like it.
I will always be with her, and try my best to make all the warmth and coldness she treats me worthwhile.
On the first new year after the reunion, the two spent New Year's Eve in the hospital ward, eating dumplings and watching TV.
The moment the clock struck zero o'clock, Jiang Qi was in a trance subconsciously, and he came back to his senses when Zhi Qi dragged him to the window to watch the fireworks a while later.
Yes, everything in front of me is real, not illusory.
I won't experience the "illusion" after the twelve o'clock clock strikes again.
"Jiang Qi, there will be fireworks during the Chinese New Year." Zhi Qi took out a few small firecrackers similar to 'Er Tijiao' from his coat pocket as if by magic, and winked at him: "Let's sneak down and set them off. When the nurse sister is not paying attention."
It's rare for a girl to be so 'tricky', and Jiang Qi has always been deviant, so he will naturally cooperate with him.
So while the nurse on duty was going to the bathroom, the two seized the opportunity to quickly go downstairs and sneak into the garden downstairs of the hospital.
In fact, because of today's Chinese New Year, the hospital is not really under strict control. There are still many patients in the garden so late, gathering in twos and threes to watch the fireworks.
Jiang Qi is a smoker and has a lighter on his body, so when he took it out, he brought Zhi Qi over and let the two kickers go.
With the crackling sound, the girl crawled into his arms and covered her ears.
"Afraid of the sound?" Jiang Qi was a little dumbfounded, and helped cover Zhi Qi's ears with his big hand, and approached her and asked, "Then why do you want to put this?"
"What do you know?" Zhi Qi smiled, looked at him with bright eyes and said loudly: "Life must have a sense of ritual!"
For example, during the Chinese New Year, you have to hang up couplets, post blessings, eat dumplings, watch the Spring Festival Gala, set off fireworks, and not be alone...these are all legendary rituals, so Zhiqi has to help young people complete this "ritual sense".
The arc of Jiang Qi's lips gradually subsided, and when the flickering fireworks in the sky died down, he asked her softly: "What else?"
Zhiqi: "Huh?"
"New Year's sense of ritual." Jiang Qi asked gently: "What else should there be?"
"Well, set a goal for yourself." Zhi Qi looked up at the stars in the sky and murmured, "Set a goal that I can achieve."
Jiang Qi thought for a while, and said 'hmm'.
He promised Zhiqi that he would set a so-called New Year's goal, and he would definitely achieve it.
Jiang Qi also wants to be like her, to become a person who is full of ritual sense, passionate about this society, and even loves life.
Because Zhiqi has been working tirelessly to change him, the 'world-weariness' that still lingered in him a few months ago, now there is nothing left.
Jiang Qi felt that he at least had a direction to work hard.
People are not afraid of getting lost, only afraid of not being able to find their way after being lost.
Fortunately, Zhiqi let him find it.