Weak clothing

Girls are very good.

It's not the first time Xia Zhen has realized this, and it's especially strong now.

She accompanied the young girl to wash and change clothes, and the young girl let her move, narrowed her eyes when she was comfortable, and played with the skirt around her waist.

"Crying so much?"

Xia Zhen applied a towel to her swollen eyes from crying, and heard her stomach rumbling.

"So hungry."

She cried too hard, her throat was slightly sandy, and she felt aggrieved.

"I'll take you to breakfast later."

Xia Zhen followed her messy hair from sleeping.

"Tie your hair up?" Xia Zhen hesitated, "Can you tie your hair up?"

"No." The girl tilted her head, "Grandma Liu pierced it for me, it looks beautiful."

"Grandma Liu?" Xia Zhen was startled.

Are you not an orphan...

"That's right, I'll take you to meet them." The girl pulled her finger, with a rare expression on her face, "Let's go."

Said that she was really going to get out of bed, the girl acted illogically, let alone understand human rules, Xia Zhen held her back.

"Let's go after leaving the hospital."

The girl looked at her without speaking.

"I'm not lying to you." Xia Zhen hugged her, "Wait for me, I'll get the comb."

She found out that as long as she was close to the girl, the girl would be very happy, at least she didn't look at her biting her lip.

Combing through the hair, Xia Zhen carefully combed the girl's hair, "Then you used to live with your mother-in-law? What did your mother-in-law call you?"

"We live in the old house."

"They call me sister."

"Sister?"

Xia Zhen repeated, feeling delicate.

The girl turned to look at her, "You are very happy."

"I……"

Xia Zhen was licked, she blinked, a little confused.

The girl sat back, shook her shoulders with a smile, and looked at herself and Xia Zhen in the mirror.

"What do you want to call me?"

In fact, she was not right, she should have a name, but I can't remember it clearly.

Later, some people called her little sister, niece, girl... But there was no serious name, and no one gave her a name.

The name should be very important.

She lost it.

"What do you want me to call you?"

"I don't know." The girl was stopped by her question, "Do you want to name me?"

Xia Zhen was stunned, and was about to roll up her long hair, "No."

"Why not?" The girl turned her head, and the hair in Xia Zhen's hands fell loose.She clenched the comb tightly and did not move.

Because a name is a very important thing, symbolizing identity, family relationship, expectations of others, and even personal likes and dislikes, experiences...it has been endowed with too many meanings.

Girls are people, not cats or dogs, let alone objects.

In the tradition of Xia Zhen's family, whoever chooses the name is responsible.So she couldn't take this request as a joke and agree casually, it would be too frivolous.

"You can choose your own name." Xia Zhen couldn't explain this simple yet complicated question.

"I won't." The girl shook her head.

She went to do odd jobs, and people asked her what was her name as soon as she opened her mouth?

She said she didn't have a name.

After saying this, the other party would look at her with a look she couldn't understand, and then leave her to work.

Many shop owners have pets, some named Duoduo and Xiaohuang, others named Dingdang and Rice.As soon as the store owner called his name, the little things would run to their owners.

The same goes for the people around you. Everyone has a name, and you can tell who it is when you call it.

Only she does not, no name belongs to her alone.

Every name other people call her can be used on other girls.

"You all have names, puppies have names, kittens have names."

She tugged at the corner of Xia Zhen's clothes, "Xia Zhen, you also have a name."

Suddenly, her face changed slightly, and her fingertips touched the corners of Xia Zhen's eyes, her movements hesitated and confused.

Xia Zhen's eyes were red.

She grabbed the girl's hand and gasped softly.

How on earth have you lived until now?

Xia Zhen gritted her teeth, wanting to say something, but couldn't.The powerlessness of being trapped tore her apart, and she was trapped by the young girl in the prison called "the past".

She followed the girl and turned back.

"I'll give you a name."

Will we see you again after you leave the hospital?

"I'll think about it."

will you remember me

"Shen Wan."

She combed Shen Wan's hair, picked out a part, simply divided into several strands, twisted them into knots, and finally fixed them with a hair tie.

"Do you like the name?"

Xia Zhen stood behind, looking at the two figures in the mirror.

"Shen Wan," she said awkwardly, looking down happily, "I like it."

Xia Zhen smiled. She opened the schoolbag on the table and took out a notebook and a ballpoint pen.

"Shen Wan."

She wrote two words on the paper.

"This is your name."

Shen Wan opened her eyes wide and carefully touched the two dark words, as if she had discovered something remarkable.

Xia Zhen's heart sank, and she wrote two more words.

"Xia Zhen."

Two names next to each other.

"this is my name."

She tore off half a page and put it in Shen Wan's hands.Then he held Shen Wan's fragile wrist, half-kneeled on the ground, and said every word.

"You will have a name in the future."

"When people ask you how to write your name, just show them this."

Xia Zhen paused, and suddenly hugged her.

"Shen Wan, remember my name."

remember me.

Xia Yansheng greeted the hospital, and Xia Zhen took Shen Wan out for breakfast smoothly, and even basked in the sun with her for a while.

When returning to the ward, Xia Yansheng was waiting for Shen Wan inside.Xia Zhen consciously stayed outside and did not follow in.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Xia Yan asked.

Shen Wan nodded.

She doesn't like to talk, and Xia Yan's voice doesn't force her, observing her expression, "Are you happy today?"

Shen Wan didn't answer her question, but looked at Xia Zhen who was standing outside the window.The girl looked at her, poking the glass window with her fingertips.

Shen Wan pursed her lips and smiled, acting like a normal person.

"why?"

Xia Yansheng wrote down a few words, followed her gaze to look at Xia Zhen, and asked curiously: "Do you like Zhen Zhen?"

A note appeared in her eyes.

"My name is Shen Wan," Shen Wan emphasized, "it's these two words."

She answered irrelevant questions, but Xia Yansheng understood the logic, because the person she likes named her, so she was very happy.

Staring at the four words on the note, Xia Yan asked in a straight voice: "Shen Wan, where did you live before?"

This is the question Shen Wan asked after she woke up.

Shen Wan squeezed the note in her hand tightly, and the thorns all over her body stood up.

"You have no identity, no family, and you wander around."

Xia Yansheng flipped forward the case sheet in his hand, and asked suspiciously: "Welfare home? Orphan?"

Hearing these two words, Shen Wan's whole body trembled, and the rancid lake water overflowed her nasal cavity. She grabbed her neck hard, her veins bulged, and two lines of tears rolled down the corners of her eyes.

Xia Zhen broke in and ran up to Shen Wan in panic. She pulled Shen Wan's hand away from her neck, pressed him into her arms, and kept saying, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."

"Zhenzhen, the doctor said that she will be discharged tomorrow, so you should spend more time with Shen Wan."

Xia Yansheng patted Xia Zhen on the shoulder and was about to get up and leave, but Xia Zhen who was also frightened stretched out her hand and grabbed her, "Tomorrow?"

How can it be so fast?

"The hospital is not a good place."

Xia Yan's voice meant something, and she closed the door.