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Li Yixiong's condition flared up again when he was arguing with his parents about wanting to have an operation.

Fortunately, the problem was not that big. The Murakawas looked at her who was silent at the door, and the two of them sighed softly.

On stools outside the ward, they sat obliquely in a quiet corner.

When they first found out about Li Yixiong’s illness, they were surprised and terrified. They ran all the way from Kyoto and couldn’t care about the tiredness of the journey. Don't take their daughter away, now they can finally see her standing in front of them alive, even if there is a defect behind this health, they don't mind, and are even willing to take care of Li Yixiong for the rest of her life without complaint or regret.

Murakawa's mother stood up and walked into the ward. She sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her daughter on the bed with infinite love on her face, and waited quietly for Rika Kuma to wake up normally, just as she was sitting here now, only I hope I can wait until my daughter sleeps peacefully and normally.

But even this most basic picture can't happen. They are all experiencing pain, being parents, and experiencing far more pain than imagined.

She didn't know how long she sat there, and finally she could only sigh helplessly, and reached out to stroke Rika's cheek.

Li Yixiong's eyelids fluttered a few times, she turned her back to her mother, unwilling to face it.

Murakawa's mother looked at her, sitting in the shadows a few steps away from the bed, she could hardly see her daughter's face that seemed to be asleep, and she felt sore in the silent place.As long as a person becomes a parent and has the heart of being a parent, he is probably doomed to feel sad to the point where he is now facing such a willful behavior of his children.

She didn't know that tears were streaming down her face, she just kept whispering: "Do you have to do this? Is that surgery necessary? You know お母さん, お父さん would rather take care of you for the rest of your life than have you do that kind of surgery !"

No one responded in the ward, and the tears of Murakawa's mother merged with the tears of Murakawa's father and sister Murakawa standing outside the door looking at their mother and daughter.

Stretching out his hand to cover himself with the quilt, Li Yixiong remained silent, insisting on his own ideas in a silent way, and in this way tormented the hearts of his family members in exchange for their compromise.

"Is it a little cold?" Murakawa's mother asked attentively.

Li Yixiong remained silent, wrapping the quilt tightly around his body.

Sister Murakawa stood up and went to the window to close the wide open window. Although the wind in late September was cool, it was already slightly chilled. Clusters of autumn chrysanthemums bloomed outside the window, yellow and white intersecting, and the fragrance of chrysanthemums flowed along the breeze. It floated into the ward, and the golden osmanthus was also in bloom. Although it was dim and invisible, the fragrance overflowed the entire hospital street, forming a pleasing and beautiful painting with the yellowish leaves of the ginkgo tree.

Li Yixiong still didn't speak, she turned around and covered her head with the quilt.

The two women in the ward looked at her back and kept repeating in their hearts: "Does it have to be like this?"

No one responded, but the answer was yes. Li Yixiong's posture was telling them that this must be the case, and what else could they do except compromise.

When Sakura came to the hospital, he happened to meet Murakawa's father. For this friend of his daughter, Murakawa's father vaguely felt something unusual after observing this friend for the past few months. Sakura's gentle care and soft persuasion, he is What he saw was just that kind of gesture, no matter what, in his eyes, it was beyond the boundaries of a friend, especially when he realized that Sakura's parents cared for their daughter beyond the ordinary, he felt even more disturbed.

Waving to stop Sakura, Murakawa's father wanted to talk to Sakura.

Sitting on a bench in the hospital garden, Murakawa's father rubbed his hands, not knowing how to ask about it.

On the contrary, seeing him like this, Sakura probably guessed in his heart that Murakawa's father probably knew about her and Li Yikuma. "おじさん, do you have anything to ask me?"

Murakawa's father rubbed his hands faster, he was a little embarrassed, he didn't know whether he should ask, if he guessed wrong, he didn't know if it would affect the relationship between the two children, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it , he wanted to calm down. "あやね, if おじさん offends you, please don't blame me, and of course don't because I am unfamiliar with りえ."

Sakura nodded, "It's okay, おじさん ask."

"That's... that... What's the relationship between you and... our family?" Murakawa's father stammered for a long time, and finally closed his eyes and asked vigorously.

Sakura thought about it, and didn't know how to conceal and tactfully tell Murakawa's father that she and Rika Kuma were dating, after hesitating for a long time, she said, "The relationship between me and りえ, we have already eaten red bean rice. "

Fortunately, it turned out that I was wrong. Murakawa’s father breathed a sigh of relief. It’s just because of eating red bean rice, red bean rice, red bean rice, he was stunned when he realized something, the cigarette in his hand burned to the end, Burning his fingers didn't bring him back to his senses, and he managed to get back his thoughts. He opened his mouth to confirm, "I've eaten red bean rice, is that what I mean?"

Facing Murakawa's father's question, Sakura nodded shyly.

My Riei! !my daughter! ! !The world in Murakawa's father's heart collapsed, and the daughter who was protected in the palm of his hand actually did that kind of thing with others, and even kept it from them.

He stood up, feeling a little dazed, and his legs and feet were a little weak, "Well, I ate red bean rice." He lowered his head and walked into the hospital dejectedly.

Sakura looked at the back of Murakawa's father worriedly. Nothing will happen. Just thinking about it, she saw Murakawa's father staggering and falling on the concrete floor of the hospital. Bar!"

"...I'm fine! I just feel like I've lost my love!" After being helped up, Murakawa's father left such a sentence, then wiped his tears and continued walking to the hospital.

This is probably the situation every father faces after his daughter interacts with others. When he loses his daughter, he may feel a little more sad than losing his love when he was young.

After talking with Sakura that day, I thought that Rika Kuma's illness was enough to make people's hearts jump, but I didn't expect to have to experience the fact that my daughter had sex with her comrades. Murakawa's father tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep, his heart flustered. Jumping, he sat up, couldn't help shaking his wife awake, and told her about it.

The two stared blankly at each other for a long time, and Murakawa's mother sighed, "Let them go." Otherwise, what else can I do, crying, making trouble, and hanging myself, and the child Sakura has been with me during the time when Rikamoi Kuma was sick. Taking care, she sees it in her eyes and remembers it in her heart. Sakura is indeed a good child who can be entrusted to her for life. She will have another operation soon. Now she only wants her daughter to be well. She doesn't want to care about other things now.

It's just that I thought so, and when I saw Sakura interacting with Rikakuma later, the Murakawas couldn't help but look sideways at them.

The day before Li Yixiong's operation, Uchida made an appointment with Hope and the others and rushed over early in the morning.

"Take it, eat it quickly, don't let others see it..." Hope looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, he took out a box of tightly covered things from his bag and put it on the table.

"What? Dessert!! I haven't eaten for a long time, and they won't let me eat sweets."

"You are really picky about these things... Do you know that I queued outside that store for more than half an hour yesterday just for such a box of things, and when it was almost time for me, there were only so many dim sums you like left?" It’s a box, I’m afraid someone else will buy it, the fat man in front of me looks very edible, I thought it was hopeless, but his phone rang, it seemed that his girlfriend was at his house Waiting for him outside, he had no choice but to leave in a hurry..." Hope snickered.

After hearing this, Li Yixiong covered his mouth and smiled, "Is the great author so bored that he wants to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls?"

Hope hurriedly defended, "That's not true, he spoke too loudly..."

"Anyway, thank you ノジョさん for the dessert..." Opening the box, Rika Kuma put a piece into his mouth with a fork, and the sweet but not greasy taste melted in his mouth. "It's delicious!"

Hope smiled and said: "Hurry up and finish eating, if あやさん finds out that I gave you this, I will be miserable..."

"After passing this test, you must get better, you know!"

"I know!" Eating the cake, Li Yixiong replied: "I must get better and continue to write books. If I die now, I will die with regret."

These words stimulated Hope, he slapped Li Yixiong on the back of the head, and said angrily: "Tong Yan Wuji, don't talk nonsense, you are dead or not, you will definitely get better."

"ノジョさん is so gentle!" Noticing the tears about to roll down Hope's eyes, Rika Kuma couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The red sun rises from the sky, and the morning sun climbs in from the window. Looking at the scenery, I hope that Li Yixiong can get better after going through all this. Looking back, she has an unprecedented expression on her face. Seeing that she was in high spirits, but this kind of expression made Hope feel a little scared, making her feel that this expression should not belong to her age, and it was even more inconsistent with Li Yixiong's temperament.

That expression does not seem to be a kind of beautiful vision for the future, but instead has some sad meaning of a hero's twilight and a beauty with a white head.

She suddenly felt a sense of panic in her heart, and felt that she should not support Li Yixiong to perform such a dangerous operation.It's not just because of the bad connotations of the words "I can't die with my eyes closed", originally what Li Yixiong said would not exceed her imagination, but recently they are more and more aware that Li Yixiong is not always with her Her behavior is also suitable for people who are naturally optimistic, and I also learned that she, like Uchida, is not a person who can be speculated on her mind.

It may be that Li Yixiong's words came too suddenly, and there was a strong sense of farewell.

The cake was put down by Li Yixiong before the cake was finished. She is undergoing surgery tomorrow morning. For this war, she needs to be fully prepared to deal with it. She can only win because she cannot afford to lose.

Uchida leaned with folded arms outside the ward, looking at Xi hope and Li Yixiong, and seeing Xixi sneaking out cakes for Li Yixiong to eat, she couldn't help but shook her head with a smile.

She has almost forgotten it now, and every time she comes here to see Li Yixiong, she will forget it.She even forgot all the complex emotions, despair, pain, anxiety, those days of physical and mental exhaustion, all of which were forgotten. All she cared about was Li Yixiong's physical condition.

Sanmori parked the car and came up, seeing Uchida standing outside and not going in, a little strange, "Why didn't you go in?"

Uchida smiled, and his tone was full of doting tenderness, "Let her finish eating the cake."

Sakura kept evading, and after repeatedly flinching, she still went downstairs and drove to the hospital at [-]:[-] in the evening.

Is she still asleep?He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was already ten o'clock, and it was obviously the surgery tomorrow morning.

The light in Li Yixiong's room disturbed Sakura's thoughts, she hurried to the door.

The light reflected on Rika's face, which was extraordinarily soft. She was holding a book in her hand, but Sakura knew that she was not reading, she was waiting for someone, waiting for herself.

Walking into the ward, Sakura sighed softly, "It's so late, why are you still awake?"

Li Yixiong raised his head and said faintly: "I thought you wouldn't come." She waited for Sakura for a day, thinking that she would never see her again.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Sakura opened her arms and hugged Rika Kuma, they hadn't been this close for a long time, "How could I not come, how could it be possible." She was just afraid, after tomorrow, would her りえ still be there?

Can you still see Li Yixiong's bright eyes and kind eyes?Can you still hug her like this?

Looking at Li Yixiong, she felt impulsive in her heart, Sakura even wanted to take Li Yixiong away from the bed, and said capriciously: "Come home with me." But she couldn't, even if she exhausted all means, she couldn't stop it Pear Yixiong.

So she didn't say anything, she didn't say that she was walking around in circles downstairs, she didn't dare to come up, she didn't say anything about the pain in her heart, she just kept silently embracing each other, as if wanting to hug the baby in her arms. This person is engraved in his bones, the person in his arms is a student of literature, and his favorite is Li Qingzhao's poems in the Song Dynasty in China. In the past, she cried a lot for Li Qingzhao's "My Nong Ci", and she laughed at her, but now, she Finally understood the meaning of the poem, isn’t this what she is thinking now, “Take a piece of clay, make a you, and make a me. Break the two of us together, and mix them with water. Then make a you , and make another me. I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud. I was born in the same quilt as you, and died in the same coffin."

Li Yixiong smiled, "Do you still remember this? You used to laugh at me for a long time."

Seeing Sakura's expression, Li Yikuma couldn't laugh anymore, she leaned in her arms, "I won't die, don't worry, I will live even if it's just for you, not to mention there are so many people thinking about it." You said, if only we started dating when we were in college, we would have more time to get close to each other."

At this point, she couldn't help laughing and said: "But dating at that time was a crime. After all, when we met, you were only 16 years old." Rain, she was so embarrassed by the rain that she hid at the bus stop. It was this person who smiled and handed her the umbrella, and after asking, sent herself to where she was going.