In the afternoon, when the setting sun began to set, the sleeping person finally woke up. Fu Yi opened his eyes and looked at Qian Xiaoxing's place for the first time, looking at the empty hospital bed, frowned, got up and got out of the bed.
When I walked to Qian Xiaoxing's bedside, he reached out and touched the bed. It was already cold, and Fu Yi suddenly burst into hostility.
"Miss, thank you so much."
"No thanks, I actually like these flowers and plants very much." Qian Xiaoxing handed the writing board to the middle-aged woman, smiled slightly, and squatted on the ground, stroking the already bright and dazzling flowers.
"You can't speak?"
Qian Xiaoxing raised his head, smiled and nodded under the surprised eyes of the middle-aged woman, a trace of unidentified sadness passed through his eyes.
The middle-aged woman was taken aback and looked at Qian Xiaoxing’s innocent smile, and there was a trace of unexplained sadness hidden. Although not obvious, for her so-so-sophisticated person, even if this girl hides well, But she still sees through.
"Are these flowers beautiful?"
Qian Xiaoxing looked up, a little puzzled, but nodded anyway.
"Although these flowers are beautiful, their lives are short. Even so, they are still blooming at this time of the year, with such unremitting efforts, because they believe that no matter how short their lives are, some people will still like them. Someone will pay attention to them." The middle-aged woman squatted down and touched the flowers with pity, looking at Qian Xiaoxing's eyes full of kindness.
Qian Xiaoxing was puzzled at first, but at this moment, she finally understood what the middle-aged woman meant. The middle-aged woman is telling her that no matter what can't be done in her life, she must believe that there will always be someone who will guard her and love her.
"Although I spent only a few hours with you, I know you are a good girl." The middle-aged woman got up, patted Qian Xiaoxing's shoulder, and waved to her: "Goodbye, little girl, We are destined to see you bye."
Qian Xiaoxing pursed his mouth, nodded, and lowered his head as he watched the disappearing figure of the middle-aged woman.
At this moment, on the balcony of the second-floor ward, Fu Yi put his hands on the balcony, and he heard exactly what the middle-aged woman said to Qian Xiaoxing.
Looking at Qian Xiaoxing's thin back, under the setting sun, her back was inlaid with layers of dazzling light, and ripples suddenly appeared in the lake for some reason.
I don't know how long it took, the setting sun had disappeared, and the night had begun to fall. Qian Xiaoxing stood there, never moving at all. Fu Yi upstairs was already impatient and turned and walked into the ward.
When he reappeared, a ball of paper wrapped in paper appeared in Fu Yi's hand, and he threw it to Qian Xiaoxing.
Fortunately, Fu Yi's hand was very accurate, and the ball of paper formed an arc, just hitting Qian Xiaoxing's head.
The beaten Qian Xiaoxing recovered from his thoughts, covered his head, and his face was full of anger. Although it doesn't hurt, it feels uncomfortable to be hit like this for no reason.
Thinking of this, Qian Xiaoxing turned around and raised his head angrily, trying to see which culprit hit her, but also met Fu Yi's cold eyes, Qian Xiaoxing's head couldn't help but shrink.
"How long do you want to stay down there?"
Qian Xiaoxing looked up, slightly startled. The sky was getting darker and darker at this time, and lights were already lit up around her.
Qian Xiaoxing touched his head, nodded apologetically to Fu Yi, and hurriedly ran upstairs.
Fu Yi watched Qian Xiaoxing had ran towards the stairs, turned around and entered the ward, closing the window by the way.