Mr. Han, love this time

Facing Han Yifan in the afternoon, Chen Linna returned to her business-like state. She couldn't see that there was such a very unpleasant episode at noon. If Han Yifan had never known her, she would have admired her strength and perseverance. She was so distressed in the past.

After talking about work, it was already dark, Chen Linna packed up her things as if she was about to leave, Han Yifan could only say, "Shall I take you back?"

"Han Yifan, let me tell you for the last time, being with you is just work, I don't want to do or say anything about unnecessary things."

Chen Linna was worried that she would reveal her heart in front of Han Yifan, even though she was very eager for someone to accompany her, even if it was a chat.

Han Yifan still chased after him: "If you have another chance, you..."

"Some things don't need to be said, because it's not the right time, let's be safe!"

Chen Linna went home and made herself a cup of instant noodles, changed her clothes, and went out again...

It's still the familiar smell of disinfectant. Although my mother has passed away for a while, every time I walk through the long, straight and shiny corridor, my heart is complicated. Another "stranger" who she didn't know whether "important" should be used to describe.

Chen Linna hid outside the door and saw through the transparent glass window a scrawny old man lying on the bed with his eyes closed, apparently already asleep. Looking at the time, it was only eight o'clock in the evening.

"Don't dare to go in?" A man's voice sounded, Chen Linna was startled and immediately turned around and said, "Uncle? I... just afraid to disturb her."

"Go in, she's been waiting for you for a long time." After the man finished speaking, he left, obviously deliberately leaving space for them.

Only then did Chen Linna carefully open the door and put the sunflowers on the bedside table next to her. The pale wall looked a little angry with her sunflowers. This is because she learned that grandma likes sunflowers from what her mother seldom mentioned.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, as if he had been waiting for her arrival for a long time. Chen Linna felt a little sad when she saw the difficulty between her lips, remembering that she was so vigorous and resolute in the past, and only time can take away her strength. gentle.

"Are you okay?" Chen Linna didn't expect the old man's first words to be greetings. Maybe it's been too long since someone treated her so tenderly. Her nose was sore and she nodded with sobs. In front of this old man, all her accumulated His strength collapsed in an instant.

Chen Linna didn't speak, but the old man continued to smile: "It's okay, Lingling, I will accompany her, it's just hard work for you."

The "Lingling" in the old population is Chen Linna's mother, and their relationship was not very good before her mother's death, so she and this so-called "grandmother" are more of a name.Chen Linna realized from her grandmother that parents love their children after all, no matter how much hatred there is between them.

"Grandma, do you want to drink water?" She didn't want the old man to expose the scars she had buried so hard. Although this was not the intention of the two of them, the reality is so cruel. There is no way to pretend that the trace didn't happen.

The old man nodded without continuing to speak. Chen Linna carefully passed the straw into the old man's mouth. For some reason, she thought of her mother inexplicably. The same scene and complicated feelings made her a little panicked.

"Grandma, I have something to do, so I'll leave first..."

Chen Linna leaned her back against the other side of the closed ward door, tears gushed out like a flood, she bit her index finger tightly and was afraid of making a sound, it took 5 minutes for her to calm down and leave.

When she was a child, "leave" was just an ordinary word in her composition. It was not until she grew up that she realized that "leave" became so easy and unprepared.She began to think about the world after "leaving", and she was also afraid that she would have to leave without seeing enough scenery. Regret is an irreparable pain, like leaving a "cancer" in her body that occasionally irritates her. Pain your nerves.

Chen Linna thought of her father, mother, and the skinny old man lying on the bed with a wrinkled face... She seemed to understand what she was afraid of in the end...