One big and one small are practicing love

As soon as he came out, Liu Xiaochen saw him three to five steps away. He was sitting on a dark brown single sofa, with his long legs stretched straight up on the sofa, which was particularly eye-catching.

He was drinking water from a dark green porcelain cup with a round belly, his neck slightly raised, his Adam's apple rolling.

Seeing Liu Xiaochen come out, he put down his cup and raised his hand, pointing to the steaming dark green round-bellied water cup on the coffee table, and said, "Sit down and drink a cup of hot water."

"Thank you!" Liu Xiaochen said respectfully, then walked over and sat down on the double sofa diagonally opposite him, sitting upright and carefully picking up the warm water glass.

Putting your hands against the warm wall of the cup, your cold hands became warm.

From last night to now, I haven’t eaten or drank, and I have been crying for a long time. When the warm water flows from the mouth, you can clearly feel the heat flowing from the throat, through the esophagus, through the gastrointestinal tract, and dispersed throughout the body.

With energy in his body and his mind clearing up, he suddenly thought of Zhang Chengjiu.

"Excuse me, can I borrow your mobile phone?" Liu Xiaochen said urgently, then realized that his behavior was unexpected. Xu Yu explained: "My mobile phone is out of battery and I have an important call that needs to be made."

He took out his cell phone from his windbreaker pocket, unlocked it with his fingerprint, stretched out his long arm, handed it to Liu Xiaochen, and said, "One or two SIM cards are fine."

As soon as the call was connected, Liu Xiaochen spoke first: "Zhang Cheng, it's me!"

"How are you doing? I called the police, but the police said that they can't be judged as missing or in danger yet, so they can't call the police. But don't worry, I'm almost at the place where you were last located."

Liu Xiaochen covered his mouth with his hands and whispered, "Go back quickly. I'm fine. I saw Teacher Wang."

"I'm not going to work today. Tell me where you are? I'll go find you."

"Zhang Cheng, if you come over, we will break off our friendship!" Liu Xiaochen said it sincerely, and added: "Go back immediately." After that, he hung up the phone.

Liu Xiaochen held the phone in both hands, leaned forward, returned his phone, and peeked at him from the corner of his eye. His expression remained calm, showing no emotion.

He took the phone and said: "If you have something urgent, I will ask Master Zhao to send it to you. If you are not in a hurry, we can have a chat. I know you have many questions now and want to ask me."

Liu Xiaochen had many questions to ask him, but seeing his majesty, he didn't even dare to look directly at him. After hearing this, Liu Xiaochen dared to look directly at him. He still didn't speak, but just looked at him steadily.

He also looked directly at her.

At a close distance, the surroundings were quiet, and the warm yellow light illuminated Liu Xiaochen. The air is filled with the cool smell of mint and a very faint sweet fragrance.

At this time, he saw her face clearly and his eyes lit up.

Very clean temperament. The eyes are slender and bright, the eyebrows are elegant, the nose is straight, and the lips are slightly protruding like a baby. The 'purity' that emanates from her body is not the untainted and fragile texture of a newborn. Rather, it is like an ancient stone bridge that has been repeatedly tempered and beaten by wind, rain, heat and cold. The 'purity' and 'brightness' tempered from its own nature are solid and powerful in texture.

In his memory, she was a thin, ignorant little girl. I haven't seen her for six years, but I didn't expect that she has grown into a slim girl with delicate features and firm eyes.

"Hello, my name is Liu Xiaochen, I..." Liu Xiaochen said a few words and then paused. He frowned and hesitated.

"My name is Zuo Kunmin, and I am your teacher Wang's husband." His eyes penetrated her mind like a torch, understanding her timidity and embarrassment, and asked proactively: "You want to know about Xiaoxia, don't you?"

"Yeah!" Liu Xiaochen nodded heavily. I remembered what I saw on the tombstone just now. Teacher Wang’s death date was six years ago today. But more than a month ago, she received a handwritten letter from Teacher Wang.

Zuo Kunmin sighed softly and said slowly: "Xiaoxia died on the day she gave birth, but it was not due to dystocia, but breast cancer."

"Breast cancer? Can't it be cured?"

"There is a [-]% chance of cure. When Xiaoxia was diagnosed with cancer, she also found out that she was pregnant. To treat the disease, she cannot have children. Xiaoxia has an infertile constitution and a thin uterine wall. If the child is removed, she will not be able to get pregnant again. Xiaoxia I chose the child." After speaking, Zuo Kunmin's speech slowed down and his voice trembled.

Liu Xiaochen wiped his tears with the back of his hand, choked with sobs and asked, "Didn't you advise Teacher Wang to treat his illness?"

"She went to teach, but she didn't tell me about her illness or pregnancy. I didn't find out until I picked her up. By then it was too late."

They were silent. The air is filled with sadness, colorless, odorless, invisible and silent, but filling the entire space. Wrapping people up so tightly that there is no way to escape.

In the silence, a little boy suddenly shouted: "Dad! Dad! Come on, Yanyan is vomiting."

Immediately afterwards, the wooden door directly opposite Liu Xiaochen opened, and a little boy with thick hair and dark eyes leaned out, looking panicked.

Zuo Kunmin stood up quickly, took big steps, and followed the boy into the room.

Liu Xiaochen also stood up, took two steps, and then stood still hesitantly. Through the half-open door, look at the situation inside from a distance.

I saw a large log-colored desk in the room, with two sets of unfolded books on it. A little girl squatted on the ground, vomiting into the trash can.

Zuo Kunmin and the little boy squatted down next to the little girl.

"What's wrong with you, Yanyan?" Zuo Kunmin asked anxiously.

The girl said helplessly: "My stomach hurts a little."

Seeing that the girl no longer vomited, Zuo Kunmin picked up the little girl and came to the living room. He gently laid her on the sofa and said, "I'll get you some medicine." After that, he got up and went to another room.

At this time, the little boy also came out, ran straight to the kitchen, stood on tiptoes, stretched his arms, and struggled to reach the stainless steel thermos kettle on the cabinet.

Seeing this, Liu Xiaochen hurried over and asked, "You want to pour water, right?"

"Yes!" The little boy nodded and said, "Yanyan takes medicine and needs to drink water."

Liu Xiaochen took a glass from the cupboard, poured half a glass of water, and came to the living room.

At this time, Zuo Kunmin also happened to come out, holding a square transparent plastic box in his hand, which was divided into several small grids, each containing medicines of different colors and shapes.

The two looked at each other. Liu Xiaochen took the initiative to deliver the water glass, and Zuo Kunmin nodded lightly and took it.

"Come, Yanyan, take the medicine." Zuo Kunmin sat down, opened the medicine box, and handed it to the little girl.

There are red and white capsules, small green round tablets, large triangular tablets, soybean-sized brown pills, etc. in the box.

Only then did Liu Xiaochen look intently at the little girl.

She is thin, pale, and has thin, yellow hair. He has exquisite facial features and looks very much like Mr. Wang. Liu Xiaochen had seen her photo in the letter. She was Teacher Wang's daughter, Zuo Yan.

I just didn't expect that she would be even weaker in reality.

The little boy standing next to him had big black and white eyes, thin lips, a high nose bridge, and a full forehead. Like Zuo Kunmin.

He is Teacher Wang’s son, Zuo Xu.

The letter said that Zuo Yan and Zuo Xu were twins.