Quickly wear: Lord God is not restrained at all

The hand holding her arm was burning hot, and the atmosphere was a little ambiguous for a moment.

Their eyes moved and met, a feeling of affection filled the hot air, and his fingertips touched her skin.

A current of electricity ran through his body.

Jiang Cha blinked and moved her eyes to his pink lips. The boy's breath blew faintly across her wet hair.

Jiang Cha slowly raised her hand, and under Yang Xiaonan's gaze, was about to reach out to touch him.

A loud clanging sound broke this rare atmosphere.

When I looked over there, I could only see the back of a staff member hurriedly leaving.

Well, that's scary.

Jiang Cha had to give up his little idea, but it was good to have a breakthrough.

Jiang Cha took the initiative to let go of his hand and took a small step back.

Yang Xiaonan looked away, but his peripheral vision always fell on her unconsciously.

As soon as the summer vacation started, Jiang Cha went to see the counselor to talk about staying in school, but there were too many rules, so she decisively gave up.

Yang Xiaonan was not at home on the day she left school. She moved a large box to the temporary rental house by herself.

The price is reasonable and the single room has a water heater, which is really cheap for college students.

Sitting on the bed that creaked every time he moved, Jiang Cha was flipping through his phone with a wrinkled face.

Summer vacation has been over for several days, and Yang Xiaonan hasn't shown up in front of her for three days.

Jiang Cha turned over, sneezed, and threw the phone aside.

……

"Something happened over there at the fragment."

Liuyi suddenly bubbled, Jiangcha suddenly opened his eyes, narrowed his eyes, and there was a hint of danger in his eyes.

Liuyi touched his face. He was not being lazy on purpose. He really forgot to say it.

Jiang Cha rolled her eyes, sat up, picked up the coat beside the bed and walked out.

The detention center notified them that Yang Xiaonan's father was in prison a few days ago.

The old man is sick, and the disease he suffers from cannot be cured by current medicine.

They were originally scheduled to be released from prison at the end of this year, but they were allowed to be released on medical parole.

Yang Xiaonan is now staying in the hospital. When his mother heard the news, her eyes went dark and she almost didn’t follow him.

The car stopped steadily on the side of the road, Jiang Cha threw down a Mao Zedong note and got out in a hurry.

There were still a lot of people coming and going in the hospital in the afternoon, and Jiang Cha successfully found the inpatient department.

But when she stood in front of the elevator, she suddenly stopped. It was a bit abnormal for her to suddenly appear and meet someone, as there was no relative here.

Given Yang Xiaonan's meticulous and serious personality, it would probably be difficult to get away with it.

Jiang Cha raised his hand and rubbed his bangs.

"Ancient wood?"

The elevator behind him opened with a ding, and a familiar voice sounded behind him. Jiang Cha turned around hesitantly.

The next second I saw the boy I hadn’t seen for a few days.

His T-shirt was a little wrinkled, and he walked out of the elevator with a small stack of papers in his hand.

Jiang Cha blinked and raised her hand to greet him: "Yang Xiaonan."

The young man stretched out a hand and lightly held her arm, leading her to the side.

Soon, people in wheelchairs came out of the elevator one after another.

There was a window behind them, and Jiang Cha couldn't help but look up at the boy next to him.

I haven't seen him for just a few days, but he already has dark bags under his eyes and his fatigue is obvious.

Noticing her gaze, Yang Xiaonan waited until the elevator door closed before lowering his eyes to look at her.

Then he turned around, leaned his back against the wall, and looked at her: "Why did you come to the hospital? Are you not feeling well?"

The boy's voice sounded a little tired. Jiang Cha pursed her lips and faced him: "A relative is in the hospital. Why... are you here too?"

Their eyes collided in the air, and the boy just opened his mouth when a fierce shout suddenly came from the aisle.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Yang Xiaonan's eyes changed and his body quickly moved forward. He only felt the wind blowing on his cheek. In the blink of an eye, the boy disappeared from his sight.

Jiang Cha paused for a moment before moving forward, but the automatic door had not yet closed.

She walked slowly closer and saw many people coming out of the wards on a long corridor on the left.

There were people gathered in a circle on one side of the middle aisle.

As Jiang Cha approached, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd and a woman's heart-wrenching cry reached his ears.

The crowd automatically made way for him, and everyone had a look of pity in their eyes.

After all, the people living on this floor are all patients with the same disease.

The tall boy walked out of the ward carrying his mother who was almost fainted.

My mother clutched his clothes tightly, her cheek half resting on his chest, crying breathlessly.

After leaving the ward, the door slammed shut and the woman could no longer control her body and fell to the ground.

A few more nurses came to evacuate the crowd, but everyone else shook their heads and walked away.

The nurse looked at Jiang Cha standing there and frowned: "Which ward are you from?"

The boy half-kneeling on the ground, holding his broken mother in his arms, slowly raised his head.

His eyes were bloodshot, but he tried his best to hold back and suddenly came into her sight.

At this moment, all his embarrassment and his usual calm demeanor disappeared instantly.

An indescribable feeling of inferiority arose the moment he met her gaze.

In the dim stairwell, only the emergency exit sign on the wall was lit.

The young man sat on the steps, staring blankly ahead.

Someone patted his shoulder gently. Yang Xiaonan turned around absentmindedly and saw the girl holding a piece of bread in front of him.

Jiang Cha looked at his appearance and sat next to him with some heartache.

She tore open the package in her hand, gently tore off a corner of the bread, and placed it sideways next to his mouth.

"eat."

Yang Xiaonan looked at her and opened his mouth mechanically. The bread in his mouth had a milky aroma.

Yang Xiaonan's father committed suicide in the ward by cutting his wrists. He has now been rescued. His mother didn't want to leave his father, so she set up a bed next to him and fell asleep.

"Will be fine."

Sitting side by side, Jiang Cha couldn't think of any words to comfort him, so he could only say this dryly.

Yang Xiaonan turned his head and looked out the window downstairs. Occasionally, pedestrians passed by. The walls were covered with neon lights. It was a calm yet unpredictable night.

"My father committed manslaughter because of me and my mother..."

The young man suddenly spoke, his voice carrying a strong sense of fatigue in the empty stairwell.

That year, Yang Xiaonan's mother took her back to her parents' home. One night, a drunk relative broke into the house.

He wanted to do something indecent to her, but the noise was so loud that it woke up the other people at the table outside.

This prevented his mother from being insulted.

The next day, his father came and heard about this incident. He ran to the relative's house to ask for an explanation.

Who knew that as they were talking, there was suddenly a scuffle. After his father pushed the man down, the man hit his head on the corner of the table and died.

His dad was also in jail for manslaughter.

"I was supposed to be able to get out next year, but now I have this disease..."

He suddenly stopped, and after a long pause, he slowly uttered,

"Does it mean that people like me don't deserve happiness?"

The boy's voice was terribly hoarse, and the words he spoke were extremely negative.

Jiang Cha's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time he took the initiative to tell his story. He usually told it on Liu Yi.

Jiang Cha had mixed feelings. She bit her lower lip lightly, then reached out and hugged his arm.

His eyes were serious and passionate: "But, in my eyes, you are the best person.

You have taken good care of your mother and yourself over the years, Yang Xiaonan, you will be very happy in the future, I promise."

Jiang Cha raised his hand solemnly and seriously.

Love rises with the wind, and the boy turns his head to look.

Her face was barely visible in the dim stairwell, but he could sense the sincerity in her words through her eyes.

Perhaps looking into these eyes now, he will be happy in the future.

Yang Xiaonan quickly avoided her sight and stood up: "It's getting late, I'll take you home first."

Jiang Cha looked up at him, shook her head, stood up and clapped her hands: "No, Auntie and Uncle still need someone, you stay and keep them company."

Yang Xiaonan hesitated to speak, and Jiang Cha did not give him a chance to refuse.

She quickly climbed up a few steps, turned around and waved at him: "Let's go."

The back view is elegant and calm.

It wasn't until the door slammed that Yang Xiaonan came back to his senses. He raised his hand and looked at his palm in a daze.

His expression was somewhat relaxed.

Back in the ward, Yang Xiaonan tiptoed to the bedside. The man on the bed looked hungry and thin.

The disease progressed so rapidly that it was already in the terminal stage when it was discovered.

Yang Xiaonan frowned, and a deep feeling of powerlessness instantly surged into his heart.

"Xiao Nan."

On the camp bed beside the bed, Mother Yang suddenly stood up and Yang Xiaonan responded.

"The girl who came to our house just now brought some food over. Your father ate and then went to sleep. Did you eat?"

Yang Xiaonan moved his gaze to the bedside table, where some eaten food boxes were still placed.

Thinking of her face, my heart softened.

Seeing her son's expression, Mother Yang seemed to understand what was going on, and her fatigue was hard to hide between her brows.

But he still said: "That girl is very good."

Yang Xiaonan turned his head to look at his mother, with a look of surprise on his face, and then changed the subject.

"sleep early."

It was late at night and the ward was silent, with only a few coughs heard occasionally.

The boy sat against the wall, the endless darkness swallowing his shadow.

~

In addition to accompanying his wife in the hospital, Yang Xiaonan also occasionally goes out to earn quick money.

His father needed money for chemotherapy, and he borrowed almost all the money he could from his mother.

But the money he could collect was almost negligible, so the boy could only work hard to earn money.

Without Yang Xiaonan's company, Jiang Cha was too lazy to take a part-time job.

It’s just that she doesn’t have many opportunities to meet him in the hospital, and since she can’t interfere, it’s okay to give him some money.

Yang Xiaonan was about to pay for his next chemotherapy session, but the nurse told him that someone had already paid for him.

Yang Xiaonan was puzzled as to who could have helped him pay the money.

Jiang Cha pulled her baseball cap down and walked through the crowd. But the next second, someone stepped on her heel and she looked back.

The face looked more and more familiar, and finally she suddenly realized, wasn't this her adopted brother?

When Gu Chengjin saw that it was her, his eyes lit up: "Sister."

Jiang Cha looked down helplessly, and Gu Chengjin moved his feet away apologetically.

As soon as Jiang Cha left the hospital, a follower followed him.

"Sister, why are you in the hospital? Are you sick? Do you have enough money?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Cha stopped at the gate, and her younger brother actually asked her if she had enough money.

The boy looked up and down at Gu Chengjin with his arms crossed, dressed like a pure high school boy.

"Sister, I'm sorry. I just found out that my parents actually favor boys over girls. I can't change anything. Since you don't want to go back during the holidays, it must be that there is nothing worth staying in that home for you."

After hearing these words, Jiang Cha suddenly felt a pain in his forehead.

She really didn't expect that the young man in front of her would have such positive values.

It's hard for her to treat everyone equally.

Gumu, oh Gumu, if you had not chosen to jump into the water, would you be able to see today that there is someone in that family who cares about you?

Jiang Cha remained silent the entire time, while Gu Chengjin kept chattering away, making him seem more like an older brother, incredibly mature.

"So what are you doing here?"

Jiang Cha was speechless for a long time before finally asking.

Gu Chengjin then showed a standard eight-tooth smile, looking a little honest: "My classmate is in the hospital, I came to see her."

Jiangcha made a sound.

As they were about to leave, the boy suddenly stuffed something into her hand.

Jiang Cha looked at the red money in his palm in surprise, then looked at Gu Chengjin who had already run away, and the complexity in his eyes deepened.

……

The young man stood blankly outside the operating room, his eyes dull, his hands hanging at his sides, his eyes fixed on the tightly closed operating room door in front of him.

The time on the wall passed by minute by minute, until there was no one around.

The door to the operating room slowly opened.

Mother Yang, who was sitting in her seat, was the first to react and stood up.

But because he moved too quickly, his mind was in a daze for a moment.

Yang Xiaonan quickly supported his mother and looked at the man in the white coat who came out with his lips slightly parted.

The doctor took off his mask and the lenses of his glasses reflected the light.

He shook his head slightly at them and finally said sorry.

After a short silence, Mother Yang covered her mouth with her hands, slid down, and sobbed softly.

The young man looked dazed. He squatted down and hugged the only restraint he had at the moment.

On the other side, Jiang Cha also got the news.

Standing by the window, she pressed her fingers against the glass. In just over a month, the person was gone. Life is unpredictable.

……

Soon the summer vacation was over and the huge classroom was filled with people one after another.

Jiang Cha looked around but didn't see any familiar figure.

"Excuse me, classmate, can I sit here?"

A boy in a shirt and glasses blocked her view and looked at Jiang Cha shyly.

Jiang Cha just took a look, then moved aside and went to talk to Liu Yi.

The boy sitting next to her had a face as red as a boiled crab, and he would glance at Jiang Cha from time to time.

"The fragment has returned to his hometown to bury his father."

Jiang Cha supported his chin with his hand and twirled a pen with his other hand, looking a little absent-minded.

Then she thought of something, glanced at the teacher who was lecturing on the stage, took out her cell phone and started sending messages.

The boy next to her glanced at her shyly: "Hello, classmate, my name is Guan Xiong, can we be friends?"

"What? Okay, okay, teacher!!"

Jiang Cha looked at his phone and responded perfunctorily. After seeing something, he stood up suddenly.

The teachers on the stage were startled by her loud voice. Jiang Cha blinked and said, "I'm on my period. I need to go to the bathroom."

All eyes in the classroom were staring at her.

The teacher waved his hand speechlessly: "Go ahead."

"Excuse me, please wait a moment."

The boy automatically made way for her and Jiang Cha trotted out of the classroom.