My Sister is Fuji

Waking up from sleep.

Xiaohui ate breakfast in the hotel with a blushing face, recalling what happened yesterday, as if in a dream—that unreal feeling of a dream.

Gently clenched her little hand, the pain told herself that it was not a dream.

Xiaohui's emotions were replaced by intense joy.

After dinner, I went shopping with Su Mu like a real couple.

Entering a clothing store, Su Mu asked Xiaohui to choose clothes.

Xiaohui was daring to put it on as she stroked in front of the mirror.On the one hand, I think it is a bit expensive, and on the other hand, I think it is not worth it.

Even though the clothes are very beautiful, Xiaohui is still unwilling to buy them.

Because I already have clothes, and I don’t lack clothes to wear.

Xiaohui seldom dresses up herself.On weekdays, I wear school uniforms to school, and outside of school, I just wear some simple clothes casually.

Xiao Hui recalled the past in the mirror, but was pulled back by the smiling voice of the clerk: "This dress must be very suitable for you."

"Is it suitable for... me?" Xiaohui looked into the mirror, saw the clothes in her hands, and couldn't help but squeeze them tightly.

I am afraid that time is running out.

Thinking about it again, I'm afraid it's useless.

Xiaohui smiled wryly.

Su Mu said, "Go in and change, it must be very suitable for you."

"En!" Xiaohui took the clothes, went into the dressing room, and came out soon.

Seeing herself in the mirror, Xiaohui was a little surprised. She had to say that people rely on clothes, and after changing into beautiful clothes, she couldn't recognize herself.

"Very beautiful." Su Mu said.

Xiao Hui blushed, and on the recommendation of the competent shop assistant, she matched a lot of clothes and dressed up like a little princess, beautifully.

Xiaohui was very happy and went into the dressing room to undress.

Halfway through, Xiaohui supported the wall with an ugly face, and covered her chest with the other hand.

The heart beat even slower, like a death knell, humming, heavy, slow, and long.

This time it lasted longer, Xiaohui leaned against the wall weakly, looking at the ceiling in despair, the thought of "Are you going to die?" flashed in her mind.

No!

Can't die!

I don't want to die!

Xiaohui, who was originally open-minded and thought she could see through life and death, now gritted her teeth and struggled to support herself, bursting out with a strong desire to survive.

She really didn't want to die, she wanted to stay with Xiao Mu.

Dou Da's sweat dripped down, Xiao Hui panted shortly, but she was still recovering from it.

After resting for a while, afraid that Su Mu would be worried, he immediately changed his clothes and went out as if nothing happened.

Su Mu noticed Xiaohui's sickness, and comforted him, "Are you all right?"

Xiaohui shook her head unnaturally, her lips turned white: "It's okay." Her feet felt soft.

Although her body slowly regained consciousness, Xiaohui knew that she was going to die soon.

Today was probably the last day she spent with Su Mu.

I don't want to die!

Xiaohui thought of this in her heart and wanted to cry, but she didn't.

She knew that if she cried, it would definitely make other people distressed, and Xiao Mu would also suffer.

Can surgery be successful tomorrow?

Xiaohui thought of the operation with very little chance of success.

From the very beginning, I didn't believe in this unreliable operation.

But what's ridiculous is that my last hope now rests on it again.

"Wrap these clothes up." Su Mu said to the clerk. After paying, she asked Xiaohui concerned, "Are you really all right? Do you need a meeting?"

"No need, it's really fine!" Xiao Hui said firmly, thinking that this might be her last day with Xiao Mu.

Why is God so cruel?

After leaving the store, Su Mu supported Xiao Hui, and the two walked intimately.

"Wait." Xiaohui suddenly stopped in front of a shop.

Su Mu was surprised. Xiao Hui looked at the nearby shop, which was a small shop with astrology and divination.

Xiao Hui murmured: "Divination. Xiao Mu, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Su Mu never believed in divination and fortune-telling. He felt that it was all psychology, full of deceit, just as unreliable as Wang Dexin's Tarot cards.