One afternoon when grandma left for a short time, grandpa quietly closed his eyes.
When she came back, she called his name without waking him up.
Grandpa entered the operating room again.
After a long wait, the door of the operating room opened.
"It's been a few days," said the doctor who came out, "Just watch him, he'll be fine if he wakes up."
Niuniu's mother pinched grandma's hand, her eyes trembled.
"what do you mean… "
"Well, it's possible that you won't be able to wake up. You should be mentally prepared."
Grandpa has been in a coma since he was pushed out of the operating room.
Niuniu also came to the hospital to talk to grandpa and encourage him.
When the child stared at the old man on the hospital bed for a long time, he suddenly felt strange to him.
The grandpa in my memory is still the same as before, with a straight face, bickering with grandma in the yard. Grandma asked him to smile, and lifted the corner of his mouth with her hand. He turned his head and bit his grandma's finger, she screamed and patted him, but he refused to let go.
Today's grandfather, with a yellow and thin face, is wearing a ventilator.
The dense tubes on his body are connected to the instruments on the side of the bed. They fill his ward and monitor his illness.
Grandma is always with grandpa.
She sat on the small stool beside his bed, slowly knitting a winter sweater for him.
She glanced at him from time to time, then lowered her head, she weaved and weaved.
I was bored with knitting, so I looked at him again.
Niu Niu sighed, walked away from the hospital bed, turned around and squatted beside her grandma, looking up at her.
"Grandma, do you think grandpa can hear us?"
"I do not know."
Grandma didn't stop what she was doing, and squinted at Grandpa who was lying quietly: "He may not hear, or he may hear us and ignore us."
She should have been the most anxious person. On the day she sent her grandpa to the hospital, Niu Niu saw her grandma's tears. Now, everyone in the family is sad and worried about grandpa's situation, but grandma has become the calmest one.
"Grandma."
"Um?"
"I want to finish hearing Jiang Mingzhen's story."
…
He Yu heard Jiang Mingzhen's voice.
She was telling the unfinished story to their little granddaughter.
He couldn't see them, wandering alone in an empty darkness.
He didn't think about where he was going, just walked, walked.
The breathing was heavy and the steps were deep.
"Grandma, is Jiang Xiaozhen really going to give up on He Yu?"
"yes."
He Yu suddenly remembered what time this part of her story was about. So he saw his surroundings clearly, the night after the senior graduation party.
It was very late at night.
The young Jiang Xiaozhen stepped on high heels and left the university auditorium.
The elderly He Yu subconsciously turned the wheelchair beside him. This movement made him realize that his body was standing on two feet.
So he chased after Jiang Xiaozhen.
Jiang Xiaozhen walked so fast. And He Yu was already too old, and he began to pant after taking two steps.
He tried calling her.
She didn't look back.
Do you still want to chase? Otherwise, stop chasing it.
He Yu's heart ached sharply.
This feeling of loss and powerlessness is so familiar.
The road to growth, goodbye after separation, and alienation after getting acquainted. He stared at Jiang Xiaozhen's back countless times, and asked in his heart: Jiang Xiaozhen, what are you thinking
what's on your mind
I called him a puppy, but when I painted "My Friend", I drew him sitting on a sweet potato mountain.
The family has fallen, but she still has the airs of a princess like she did when she was a child.
No one cared about her position as a health committee member, but she took it seriously, fulfilled her duties, and proudly stood on the rostrum to receive the pennant.
Why are you crying
She looks like no one can bully her, she has never lost a battle, why are she crying
Obviously life is getting better, and she is also getting better and better. Why did she lose her courage and start to shrink back
She obviously said she loved him, and she obviously wanted him to wait. Why did you give up
He Yu didn't understand.
He stared at Jiang Xiaozhen's back countless times, feeling at a loss.
Is she really going to leave, really, is she going to give up on him
He Yu, who was behind Jiang Xiaozhen, stopped walking, looking at her receding figure with drooping shoulders, Jiang Mingzhen's old voice rang in his ears.
She exhaled deeply, her voice sounding tired.
Like a person in a world of ice and snow, dragging a bag of cement that cannot be moved.
For a moment, it was as miraculous as he could see into her heart.
"Jiang Xiaozhen gave up on liking He Yu."
"When she gave up, she re-examined her life and saw a meaningless void."
"Because of the school he came to, he took the major he chose for two years, which is not what she is interested in at all."
"In order to be able to match him, I tried my best to become beautiful, cater to people's aesthetics, care about other people's eyes, and was pushed into a deeper abyss by inferiority."
"It's all screwed up, she thought."
He Yu saw clearly the direction Jiang Xiaozhen was going.
She walked up the stairs of the teaching building, floor by floor.
She is going to the top floor.