So You Have Loved Me Too

As if pinched, he arrived at his father's room, and his father happened to be in a wheelchair. There was a cotton coat over the hospital gown, making him extraordinarily thin.

"I'm coming." Ji Anning hurried over, squeezed away the mother who was pushing the wheelchair, she came to push.

Mother leads the way.

A family of three left the room. There were obviously fewer people outside today than usual, and probably all went to a singing event.

It is estimated that it is also a rare opportunity for most elderly people to see their children.

"Mom, can you and my dad sing?" Ji Anning asked while looking at her mother.

Mother shook her head, "No, just listen to others singing."

After speaking, she immediately looked at Ji Anning and said, "You will sing a song, Jiajia."

Ji Anning wanted more, "I can't sing."

She has listened to a lot of songs and hummed softly, but she has never sang it. Before, at Ji’s house, the rules were very strict, especially for her, so she never entered a place like KTV. Even if she had the opportunity during the day, she Did not dare to enter.

"When you were a kid, singing was good."

Dad suddenly said, his tone and spirit are normal.

Ji Anning immediately chatted with him in a childish tone, "When I was a child, I sang nursery rhymes. Now I can't sing nursery rhymes."

Father said with a smile, "Jiajia can sing the snail horn."

‘The snail’s horn is blowing, and Dad will hear it quickly...’

The familiar lyrics rolled out in her mind. When she talked about her childhood, Ji Anning's eye sockets were constantly sour. She turned her face away, adjusted it, and then reintegrated into this rare and active atmosphere.

The singing activities are quite grand and formal, with a song system, several microphones, and various applause props, standard KTV.

A lot of people have arrived at the scene. Basically every old man is accompanied by young people, and there are also young people who come here to recuperate in the hospital. At this moment, the atmosphere is not like a nursing home, but like an elderly club.

Everyone, you hold me to talk about family life, and I hold you to talk about gossip.

"Li Fen, a rare visitor today."

My mother and father are both surnamed Li. They have been in this nursing home for so many years and are familiar with the people here.

Everyone greeted them when they saw them coming.

"Who is this girl, Li Fen?"

"I... Female..." When the words came to his lips, Li Fen thought of Ji Anning's current identity and immediately changed his words, "My friend's daughter, Anning."

I briefly introduced Ji Anning to everyone, and Li Fen wanted to change the subject.

But the voice of someone in the crowd rang at her first, "This little girl is so good-looking, how old is she this year? Did you talk about her boyfriend?"

An old man looked at Ji Anning and checked his household registration.

Immediately afterwards, someone in the crowd laughed and joked, "Is your old man matching your grandson again?"

The atmosphere became more and more joyous and lively.

At six o'clock, the event officially began. After it started, Ji Anning knew the rules. Starting with the family closest to the door, he would go to the next one if he didn't want to sing.

Ji Anning sat in the middle position.

In front of them, the children accompany the elderly to sing the old songs of their time. It can be seen that they have spent some time thinking.

"It's you guys."

After listening to a song, there are some sounds like natural sounds, and some are incomplete, but the atmosphere is always high.

Before I knew it, I turned to them.