But just like this, she suddenly told someone that she wanted to stay here for the night. Rong Jiajia felt that she couldn't open her mouth no matter what, so what should she say?
He was just a stranger who met by chance, so why did he open his mouth to let others take him in? But he really had no place to go.
Rong Jiajia fell into deep hesitation and hesitation. Should she open her mouth? Even if her mouth opened, what should she say? These are all Rong Jiajia's hesitations now.
She didn't know what to do. Just when she was hesitating, suddenly the door of the orphanage opened, and an old woman with gray hair but exceptionally neat walked out. She looked at the squatting woman with a gentle look on her face.
Rong Jiajia on the ground.
For a moment, Rong Jiajia felt a little embarrassed, as if someone had caught a child doing something bad and happened to catch someone.
She stood up from the ground suddenly, but seemed to realize that doing so was not a good idea. Her intentions were too obvious.
So she suddenly squatted down again and pretended to be trying to find something on the ground.
"Really, really, where was it thrown? Where was it thrown?" During this process, she never dared to look at the old woman.
She was waiting, waiting for the old woman to leave. But what disappointed her was that she waited until her legs were numb, but the old woman kept standing in front of her without any sign at all.
Want to leave.
Rong Jiajia felt like she was about to burst into tears. Her legs really hurt. It was like the feeling you had after just running a kilometer. The soreness was so sore that people couldn't help but want to be in pain.
Call out.
In order to relieve the sore feeling, Rong Jiajia carefully moved her legs that were almost numb, but unexpectedly, her feet gave way and fell to the ground. And the leg she wanted to move fell because of her sudden fall.
I was severely sprained and a big swelling appeared at that time.
Sitting in the old man's dilapidated office, Rong Jiajia grinned and rubbed her swollen ankles. It could be said that she was crying now. You said you were having fun and ran away from home. Now that you are better, you are not only homeless.
And it has fallen to this stage.
Thinking, thinking, Rong Jiajia burst into tears. This kind of grief is not something that anyone can experience. She has no family and no home. She is almost thirty years old and does not even have a boyfriend.
Rong Jiajia can no longer think about what she did with her previous life and how it was wasted. Now she can only feel the sadness from this world.
Just when Rong Jiajia was sitting alone in the office thinking wildly, the old man came in with a very simple ice pack from outside.
In fact, it is a simple ice pack, it is better to say that it is a small plastic bag containing some broken ice cubes. It is obvious that this is a homemade ice pack made by the old man, and these things were not prepared here.
She carefully picked up Rong Jiajia's feet and applied a homemade ice pack to Rong Jiajia's increasingly swollen ankles.
Hiss. Rong Jiajia was stimulated by the cold feeling and wanted to retract her feet from the old man's hand, but was firmly held by the old man. She could only passively accept the old man's behavior.
But she was an adult after all, and it was the first time that her feet were held in her hands by an elder. This strange feeling made Rong Jiajia feel a little overwhelmed, just like her mother.
"Mom." Rong Jiajia couldn't help but murmured, but when these two words came out of her mouth, even Rong Jiajia herself was stunned.
Why do I feel an extra urge to cry when I say these two words? Mom, she didn’t even think of looking for you until now. She has never seen her mother since she woke up.
Where was she, why didn't she come to find him, and why didn't he have any news about her? Rong Jiajia felt sad.
At this moment, the old man smiled.
"Miss Du, I am not your mother." The old man's words made Rong Jiajia's body stiffen suddenly, and her expression began to become ferocious.
"Auntie, you have recognized the wrong person." Her voice was extremely stiff. Although she was curious, she was extremely sure that her surname was not Du. She firmly believed that this kind aunt had recognized the wrong person.
But what the old man said next broke all her assumptions.
"I'm not mistaken that you are Miss Du Xinyan, and our orphanage has received funding from you." The old man's words were like a hammer hitting Rong Jiajia's fragile heart.
At that moment everything fell apart. Memories flooded into her mind like a flood, and she remembered everything.
Everything seemed to be a big joke played by God on her, going around and around, everything was just a wedding dress made for someone else, and that person was her sworn enemy.
Is this why it's stupid?
Because her ankle was injured and unable to walk, Rong Jiajia settled down in the orphanage with peace of mind. Even though she was unable to support these children, as a woman who graduated from university, she believed that she could still do a lot for these children.
In this regard, the children and the dean expressed their special welcome to Rong Jiajia. Oh, no, it should be Du Xinyan now.
From the moment she regained her memory, she told herself that Rong Jiajia was dead, died in the car accident, and the only one alive now was Du Xinyan. That Du Xinyan had nothing to do with Rong Jiajia.
She decided to escape, escape from Han Hao, escape from Ke Xin, and escape from herself.
She had always known that Han Hao had no shortage of women, but when all the facts were put before her eyes again, Du Xinyan still felt that she could not accept them.
She might be able to imagine various scenarios where Han Hao has a fiancée and wants to get married when she is alone, but this is just her fantasy when she is alone. After all, the fantasy is just a fantasy. When she really becomes a reality,
You will find that you still can't accept it.
The reality is so cruel that you can only cry and cannot do anything else.
Escape is the only thing she can do now. Fortunately, someone is willing to take her in and take care of her as a disabled person. As for the anxiety when others can't find her, Du Xinyan can really only say sorry.
Please forgive her selfishness.
Han Hao has never experienced the feeling of living like years. Even when Rong Jiajia was in coma, he only felt sadness and heartache. Now he finally felt the pain of living like years.
Grandpa's illness continued to relapse, and Han Hao knew that there was a knot in his heart that he had not yet opened up. And the knot in his heart might affect the entire treatment.
So no matter how busy he is every day, he will take out his own time to accompany the old man on the hospital bed. Even if sometimes the two of them don't talk and just do it quietly, it's good.
Slowly, Han Hao discovered that the warmth he had always wanted was just at his fingertips. But only now did he understand his grandfather's good intentions. It is really difficult to manage a huge enterprise.
And he can only rely on his own efforts, but when the old man is in good condition, he will also chat with the old man. Although it is not much, he really learns a lot from it.
That is to say, in just one week, the relationship between the grandfather and grandson has improved by leaps and bounds, and the old man's health has also improved little by little.
At least he was almost ready to receive preliminary treatment, which made Han Hao feel particularly excited, so except for working in the company, he spent all the time in the hospital.
It can be said that he is with his grandfather every step of the way. He believes that as long as he works hard, he can create a medical miracle.
He even learned how to make soup. Although the light chicken soup was not very good, it still made Han Hao's grandfather excited for a long time.
However, due to physical reasons, he was only able to drink a small bowl. To be honest, the taste was not very good. But in his eyes, this seemed to be the best chicken soup in the world.
He wouldn't change it even if it was used for something else.
Grandpa's health improved, and the doctor definitely said that it had something to do with Han Hao's company, so the excited Han Hao quickly told Shi Mingxun this method. Although he didn't believe it, Shi Mingxun still couldn't help but leave after putting down the phone.
Arriving at the ward that he rarely set foot in.
The once sturdy old man has now become a handful of skin and bones, with various tubes inserted all over his body to help maintain his life.
And his chest barely moved. Shi Mingxun felt scared.
It can be said that the person he is closest to in the Shi family is his grandfather. It can also be said that his life was saved by Mr. Shi. If it were not for Mr. Shi, I am afraid there would be no Shi Mingxun today.
He was not only his grandfather, but also his benefactor. When thinking back to everything that happened when he grew up, Shi Mingxun felt particularly guilty.
She was not a qualified father, nor a qualified grandson, nor a qualified father. She owed so much, so much that she didn't even know how to repay it.
This is really a horrific discovery.
The rough palm tightly grasped Mr. Shi's only right hand that had not been injected. Shi Mingxun pressed his grandfather's hand tightly to his face.
Although he knew that the old man couldn't feel it, he just wanted to do this simply. He wanted to tell the old man that he had never abandoned him.
I have been waiting for the day when he wakes up. I am still waiting for him to call me grandpa, waiting for him to scold me and beat me. When he wakes up, they go home together. This chapter has been completed!