During those days when she was taking care of He Youdong in the hospital, her relationship with him seemed to have undergone some subtle changes, but it seemed as if nothing had happened.
There were only light verbal promises between them. However, everything she agreed to was always very serious. They agreed on a one-week care time, but she was mean-spirited and quite capable of action.
Although he doesn't do much, at least there is someone lying next to him every day to take a nap and waiting for his call. At least there is someone who chatters like an old woman about the things she likes and the future she longs for. At least there is someone who talks to him every day.
When she opened her eyes in the evening, she angrily called you a pig, and her rice was almost cold. She thought, could staying by his side like this make him feel less lonely?
Today was the last day she took care of him. She was sitting by the bed applying lipstick in front of the small mirror. He Youdong was flipping through a copy of the Yangcheng Evening News and said without looking up: "Du Siqiu, please go back early tonight.
, there is no need for cloudy days to come again. You will be free from now on."
"Can you do it on your own? Do you want me to be merciful and stay with you for a few more days?" As she said this, her bright red lipstick accidentally went a little crooked, and the corners of her mouth seemed to be stained with funny paint.
"Forget it, I might be able to sleep better without you here, and my injury is much better."
"Okay. Then, we will officially 'break up' today." She stretched out her right hand and said goodbye to him solemnly. Of course, we will still keep in touch with him in the future. What she wants to say goodbye to is this strange relationship between her and him.
Yang Xiaozhe on the side had just changed the plaster. He had his earphones turned up and eavesdropped on the conversation between He Youdong and Du Siqiu. Although he couldn't figure out the meaning, he heard that she was leaving and hurriedly waved her over, saying that she had something.
To give it to her.
Du Siqiu stretched out her hand to pinch his little face: "Hey, are there any gifts for me?"
Yang Xiaozhe smiled slyly and took out a sketch of a character from under the pillow and handed it to her. She looked carefully and saw that there was a girl sitting beside the hospital bed and a girl hanging in the air with a plaster on her calf.
The boy and the girl fell asleep on the back of the chair. The boy held the book in his hands and his eyes fell on her, very tenderly.
The man and woman in the picture are very similar to her and He Youdong. Du Siqiu pursed his lips and smiled: "Yang Xiaozhe, you can actually draw. Is this scene real?"
"Of course it's true. The girl is Sister Du and the boy is Uncle He."
Sister Du, Uncle He? Haha!
He Youdong interrupted their conversation and protested: "Yang Xiaozhe, I'm not married yet, how can you call me uncle? No girl will want me after you call me uncle."
"Uncle He, it's none of my business. Sister Du taught me to call him that."
"Don't listen to Sister Du, she has half the brain and she can teach bad children."
Du Siqiu was unconvinced when he heard this: "You are three years older than me, so why would he call you uncle?"
While talking, Yang Xiaozhe successfully evacuated the battlefield, leaving Du Siqiu and He Youdong arguing and talking nonsense. Yang Xiaozhe was a brat, so he found an opportunity and waved his hand to signal them to stop arguing.
Finally, he came to a conclusion and said: "Well, after careful consideration, this judge has decided to accept Uncle He's prosecution. From now on, I will change my name to Uncle He."
He Youdong protested: "No, what's the difference between this and my uncle? Yang Xiaozhe, as a judge, you should at least give the reasons for this judgment."
"My mother said that the sisters in Korean dramas all end up marrying uncles, so for the sake of your happiness, Uncle He, I'd better call you uncle. Only uncles and sisters will be together." The little guy said to his mother
The words are believed without doubt, and the analysis is filled with blind confidence.
"Really, that's fine, I'd better be my uncle." He Youdong was particularly good at pretending to be stupid and naive when playing with children. After a while, Yang Xiaozhe got along with him.
Du Siqiu is even better at pretending to be young, and he also has the shamelessness to imitate Yang Xiaozhe and shout: "Uncle He is good."
He Youdong didn't buy it at all, "Uncle, how big are you? Are you qualified?"
Yang Xiaozhe lay aside as if watching a monkey show, watching the two of them bickering with relish, with a pure smile on his face. Yang's mother came back to the hospital from home and was always infinitely grateful to them when she saw this scene.
Before Youdong came here, Yang Xiaozhe would cry to her easily because of the pain of his wound. Now there are people playing with him, especially Du Siqiu, who teases him whenever he has something to do, so Yang's mother is much less worried.
Du Siqiu actually liked this child very much, and also liked the painting he drew for her, because the He Youdong in the painting, the man who stared at her with gentle eyes, seemed too unreal to her.
When it got dark, she said goodbye to them again, as if they would be separated forever and never see each other again.
She started to go back to work the next day. After not coming to work for a week, Xue Yan assigned her a lot of work. Of course, there were no major tasks, but mostly chores. As soon as she entered the office, she wanted to talk to Xiao Song, but Xiao Song's attitude was a bit cold.
, treated her in every possible way. Du Siqiu thought that she must have been scolded by Xue Yan again and was angry, so she did not dare to touch the gun and avoided it wisely.
As soon as she got busy at work, she forgot about He Youdong and didn't visit him for more than ten days. Looking back now, she was really curious about how he told He's mother about their "breakup".
With He's mother's temper, if she found out that her son had teamed up with an outsider to deceive her, I'm afraid even Du Siqiu would suffer.
While she was thinking wildly, a colleague who had just returned from the bathroom called her out: "Xiao Du, there is someone looking for you outside!"
Who would find her company at this time? She wondered in her heart, and walked out in response. When she looked out, the person waiting outside turned out to be He's mother. She really just thought that Cao Cao Cao Cao was here!
She greeted Mother He with a sneer, fearing that she was here to settle a score with her, so her voice sounded weak and small. Mother He responded lightly and said straight to the point: "Xiaoqiu, tell me honestly, you and I
Are we having a quarrel in winter at home?"
"Uh, no."
Since there was no conflict and her boyfriend was still lying in the hospital, as his girlfriend, there was no reason for her not to show up for more than ten days. Mother He's face became serious: "So, you guys broke up?"
She subconsciously turned her head away, not daring to look directly into Mother He's eyes. It turned out that He Youdong hadn't told her the truth yet, and it turned out that it was so difficult to uncover the lies she had spun. She hesitated and was silent for a few seconds.
In just a few seconds, He's mother's face turned pale, and she suddenly fainted in front of her. Du Siqiu was frightened by this unexpected situation, and hurriedly held her thin body and shook it: "Aunt, Aunt, you
What's wrong, aunt..."
At this time, Chen Jun, who had just come to work in the company, saw this scene and hurriedly ran over to carry her to the lounge. He put her down and laid her down on the couch. Because the reason for fainting was unknown, he didn't know what to do.
What should I do? Only one of the people reached out to touch her. The others did not dare to act rashly. They immediately ordered Du Siqiu to call an ambulance.
Du Siqiu didn't dare to neglect for a moment. He took out his mobile phone and pressed the dial button. After thinking about it for a while, he asked shyly: "119 or 112?"
It was really embarrassing to ask such a question, but she really didn't remember it, or it could be said that she didn't pay attention at all.
"It's 120. You go over and take care of her. I'll make the call." Chen Jun couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed her phone.
She half-crouched beside her, and while holding her hand, she muttered stupidly: "Auntie, please don't let anything happen to you. Youdong and I are very good, did you hear that, we didn't break up, you
Don’t let anything happen…”
Before the number was dialed, she heard her shouting excitedly: "Wake up, Auntie is awake!"
Both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
The first thing He's mother asked when she woke up was: "We really didn't break up?" This reaction made Du Siqiu dumbfounded. He didn't know if she pretended to faint on purpose to scare her.
But Du Siqiu had nothing to do about it. Even if it was, she couldn't expose her on the spot. In this situation, she wouldn't dare to tell even half of the truth even if she gave her ten courages. Having learned the lesson just now, she doesn't hesitate at all now.
He opened his mouth and immediately answered: "Well...how could we break up? There is no such thing."
Xiao Song, who was passing by the door at this time, happened to see this scene and couldn't help but curiously asked: "What's wrong, President, has something happened? Is this old man okay?"
"never mind."
Xiao Song reluctantly looked away from Mother He: "Oh, it's okay. I'll go back to work first, president." She always smiled sweetly when she saw Chen Jun, although she really wanted to gossip about the inside story.
, I have no choice but to pretend to be a good girl in front of him.
After Xiao Song left, Chen Jun asked with concern whether his mother was in poor health and why she fainted.
Mother He waved her hands and smiled: "It's okay, it's just low blood sugar. It's an old problem."
"Have you not had breakfast yet?" Du Siqiu suddenly asked, his eyes widening.
"Not yet. I came out to buy breakfast. Seeing that it's close to your place, I stopped by to see you. Now it's just delaying you."
Why did he come to see her by the way? If she hadn't visited He Youdong in the hospital for more than ten days, He Youdong's mother wouldn't have been so worried that she came to see her in person. Du Siqiu's eyes widened a little wider, and she felt like beating in her heart.
Turning over the Five Flavors bottle, "Auntie, I blame you for being too busy and not going to the hospital recently. You go home and have a good rest first. I'll go to the hospital as soon as I get off work."
"Hey, it doesn't matter if I work harder, as long as you two are okay."
After all the hard work, she finally persuaded the old man to go home. In fact, taking care of He Youdong is not the focus now. She thinks what He's mother is most afraid of is that her son's happiness will come to nothing again. He is no longer willing to give his feelings easily, but because of this
It gave his mother a new heartache.
"Hello, He Youdong." During her lunch break, she called him and wanted to inform him in advance that she would go to the hospital to visit him after get off work.
He didn't bother to chat with her and asked: "I heard from Chen Jun that my mother fainted at your place?"
"Oh, yes."
"What did you say to her to make her so angry?"
"Where are you thinking? Auntie fainted due to hypoglycemia. She said it was an old problem."
"It's an old problem. It's impossible. My mother never mentioned this before." He was probably too worried about his mother's health, so he seemed to blame her as he talked.
"I didn't lie, believe it or not." Du Siqiu suddenly felt angry and simply hung up the phone.
No matter how noisy, I still squeezed the bus to the hospital after get off work. This is Du Siqiu's kind of loyalty: we can fall out, but it does not prevent me from fulfilling my promise.
It was during the rush hour after work. She couldn't get a seat and was forced to be caught in the crowd. She clung to an iron railing tightly and stood like a tree trunk. She was afraid that if she leaned a little, she would touch the white shirt on the left and step on it.
The white leather shoes on the right.
She always squeezes into the bus like this, and the bridge leads to the bridge, the road leads to the road, and everyone does not interfere with the river. After all, she is still too naive. The cramped and dark space is just there. How can you insist on not touching others and they will not touch you?
Well. This is exactly the same as the intrigue between people.
The driver suddenly braked suddenly, and Du Siqiu's calf was rubbed by the trouser leg of the person next to her. She clicked her tongue in displeasure, then got out of the car as if nothing had happened and followed the surging flow of people, and walked towards the hospital.
This is a typical case of helpless forbearance, full of complaints but no way to vent or solve it. You can only endure it while complaining, which makes you feel better.
These small dissatisfactions will not disappear because of this, but will become blurred as time goes by, grinding into a dull thorn in my heart, so accustomed that it seems to be integrated with my own flesh and blood, and it is impossible not to touch it.
You will feel pain.
However, how much enthusiasm for life has been extinguished in this kind of forbearance accumulated over time.
Haha, she started to bother herself again. She smiled numbly and walked quietly in the corridor of the hospital. This chapter has been completed!