Merit Book·Xinghai

Xi Zhenhai slowly opened the door.

Their previous house was very spacious and even had a small garden, but the house that the family regarded as their home has been sold, and now they live in a small house the size of a pigeon cage.

It is said to be a house, but it is actually just a large box.Because they all lived in a spaceship with a constant temperature, they didn't have to worry about keeping warm, but the poor sound insulation, the smell that would seep in from all directions, and the cramped space were still extremely uncomfortable.

A small box-style house was divided into two rooms, the inside and the outside. In order to save electricity costs, the lights in the outside room were not turned on, and the outline of the furniture could only be seen clearly with the help of the dim light in the back room.

Because the move was very hasty, many large pieces of furniture had to be packaged and sold at a low price, but even so, the amount of various materials accumulated by a family in more than ten years is still surprising.Those objects that may have been thrown away by the mistress in the past seem to have a useful place now, even if the broken things can be sold to the recycling place for a little money, each one is reluctant to throw away This has led to the already cramped houses becoming more and more crowded today, and there is almost no place to step down.

Xi Zhenhai put down his backpack, took off his uniform, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked into the back room carefully without touching anything.

The interior does give a sense of spaciousness.Even when the husband and wife had no place to put a table for dinner, they still tried their best to provide their daughter with a relatively good living condition - princess bed, pale pink gauze curtains, exquisite dressing table, snow-white dolls, There is also a valuable piano, which is the favorite thing of Xi Zhenhai's daughter Xi Yanxin in the past.In the most difficult time, they were not willing to sell these things.

The light in the back room was still dimly lit, but Xi Zhenhai's wife, Wan Ruohua, was already so tired that she fell asleep lying on the bedside.Taking care of a patient is not an easy task, especially when she is still under heavy psychological pressure.

Xi Zhenhai hasn't come back these days because of overtime work, Wan Ruohua supports it alone, even when he is asleep, his brows reveal deep haggardness and sadness.The innocent woman who was still like a little girl even after she had a daughter is gone, replaced by a haggard mother with tears in her dreams.

Xi Zhenhai said sorry softly from the bottom of his heart, and then hugged his wife, feeling that the body on his arm was so thin that he could clearly touch the bones, his tears almost fell down.

Putting his wife on the bed, Xi Zhenhai was about to see his daughter, but Wan Ruohua had already been awakened by his actions.

The woman was startled, and subconsciously struggled to see if her daughter was okay, and then realized that it was her husband who had returned, she was taken aback for a moment, tears streaming down her face.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm back. I've made a lot of money again, and I'll be able to buy another inhibitor for Xinxin. Don't worry, everything will be fine." Xi Zhenhai patted her on the back, Softly comforted.

Wan Ruohua just shook his head, crying uncontrollably, choked up for a while and couldn't speak.

Xi Zhenhai's heart skipped a beat, as if the world was emptied in an instant. After a few seconds, he found his voice: "Why, it's Xinxin...Xinxin she..."

Wan Ruohua shook his head again, covered his mouth and cried twice, then pulled Xi Zhenhai, motioning him to go out and talk.

The two walked out of the house and stood in the narrow corridor outside the door. Only then did Wan Ruohua grab Xi Zhenhai's collar, suppressed and cried out in pain, intermittently: "Zhenhai... let's... give up... "

Xi Zhenhai was stunned.

After a while, he began to wonder if he had heard it wrong, and asked hesitantly, "What did you say?"

"Give up... our... Xinxin's disease... let's give up..." Wan Ruohua almost collapsed to the ground, she cried and said, "Xinxin's disease... can't be cured, I know it can't be cured... There is no hope...the license fee to go to the thirteenth floor, the medical fee, and the subsequent maintenance fee...even if we don't eat or drink in this life, even if you work overtime until you are exhausted, you can't make so much money... ...You still have to hold on, are you trying to drive yourself to death...I can't look at you like this...and Xinxin...Xinxin fell ill yesterday...Seeing her in so much pain, I really want...I really want to I want to end it all for her with my own hands... Xinxin is the one who suffers the most... The child is sensible, no matter how painful it is, she will cry out for pain in her dream... I can't take it anymore , I really can't stand it..."

Wan Ruohua knelt on the ground and cried until her heart was broken. Even so, she didn't dare to cry out. The sobbing and sobbing sound was like a net that was gradually tightened, tearing apart the softest part of the heart and dripping with blood.

Xi Zhenhai stood upright, the lights in the distance reflected in his eyes, refracting the icy light, the figure of the man in the darkness was like a sculpture.

After a while, Xi Zhenhai pulled up his crying wife who was almost out of breath, carried her back to the house like a little girl, hugged her in his arms, and followed her back one by one to calm her emotions.After she calmed down a little bit, she said softly: "I'm sorry, during this time...you must feel very tired. But I'm back, and I will take care of my daughter tonight. Go and have a good sleep and rest. Tomorrow We'll talk about it tomorrow. Believe me, everything will be fine by tomorrow."

Coaxing his fragile wife to sleep, he took off her shoes and socks, covered her with a quilt, and Xi Zhenhai turned to look at her daughter.

The girl lying on the bed was thin and tiny, and her once-fitting nightgown now seemed twice her size.Her hair was thin and withered, her face was pale and her lips were purple, and every breath seemed to be exhausted, and every second it felt like she couldn't take it anymore.

Looking at such a daughter, Xi Zhenhai can understand what kind of suffering the wife who is with her every day goes through.Just because of understanding, he felt more pain.

He couldn't help but reached out and stroked the girl's hair, looked at the heart rate and other measurement data recorded in real time on the therapeutic device next to him, and checked the spare first aid medicine next to him, then he was relieved and closed the gauze , ready to rest on the next floor for a while.

At this time, a soft feather-like sound suddenly came from the bed.

"dad."

For a moment, Xi Zhenhai thought he was hallucinating.Because since her daughter got sick, she even struggled to breathe, and she hasn't spoken for a long time.

He stretched out his hand to open the gauze curtain, but he didn't dare to move, for fear of breaking the dream at this moment.

"Father." The girl on the bed called again clearly, then she took a few breaths and said softly, "Give up the treatment...I...I think so too."

Xi Zhenhai stood stiffly, not moving for a long time.

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Although Liocastao is a spaceship, in order to maintain a healthy mental state of the living body, it still switches light regularly according to the universal time of the Milky Way. The day is still divided into day and night, and even the top of each layer will simulate Morning and evening light, sky, clouds, stars, etc., as if people still live on a habitable star where the sun rises and the moon sets.

At this time, the night was dark, the entertainment area was still brightly lit and extremely noisy, but most of the people in the living area had already gone home to sleep as usual.On the quiet street at this time, there is still a thin old woman hovering.

"Azhe...Azhe...It's time to go home with my mother...Azhe, where have you been?"

Mutel kept yelling as he walked slowly down the street.Tired from walking, she sat down on the steps by the street to rest for a while, sometimes she seemed to forget what she was going to do, and shook her body gently while humming nursery rhymes; Turning around, muttering in his mouth: "Oops, oops, Ah Zhe hasn't picked it up yet... Ah Zhe... Ah Zhe..."

The calls spread far away. Some people were disturbed in their sleep, and continued to sleep with their heads covered with a curse;

Suddenly, Mutel's shouting stopped.She widened her eyes, tried to stand up straight, looked at the person who was gradually approaching in the distance, opened her mouth to shout, but couldn't make any sound; raised her feet to run over, but suddenly her whole body disappeared. Little effort.

that person……

that person……

The 27-year-old looks more mature and vicissitudes, and looks a little strange, but his walking posture...and the small movement of his lips slightly pursed...that kind of familiar feeling...

When the man approached, Mutel suddenly rushed forward and grabbed his arm, and a heart-piercing cry broke out from the depths of his lungs:

"Azhe—my Azhe—"

Rong Yuan caught the old woman who suddenly fell on him, and watched her crying bitterly while hugging him in bewilderment, knowing that he probably recognized the wrong person.But the sadness in that cry made him unable to deny it immediately, he could only support her and wait for her to finish crying silently.