Trajectory 2: entangled curves

After looking at the small plants, Zhuge Qinuo took a deep breath.

Yes, everything was the same as before, which made her feel at ease, kind and comfortable. She washed herself skillfully and went to bed to rest.

I picked up my pager and saw several text messages on it.

A timely greeting painted by Zhuge Yi: Are you home?

Zhuge Qinuo clicked on another unfamiliar text message.

"I heard that you moved into my house?" There was no doubt that it was Huang Cangran.

Zhuge Qinuo thought about how furious he must have been when he got the news and sent this text message, and he couldn't help laughing and replied, "Yeah, you're well-informed."

After replying to Huang Cangran, she remembered that Zhuge Yihua had not replied yet, so she immediately continued typing: I'm here, I'm staying at my godmother's house today, thank you for your concern, good night!

"The bright moon is like frost, and the gentle wind is like water. Good night!" Zhuge Yihua replied quickly, so quickly that Zhuge Qinuo felt that he had typed these words a long time ago.

Huang Cangran was just as quick as him: "Tsk, how could she not be well-informed? Today is Wednesday, and my mom was supposed to come and bring me food supplies. It would have been fine if she didn't come, but she actually forgot to tell me. She told me she would pick you up, but I didn't come. If I hadn't called her, I would have just been waiting there. I wonder who his biological child is."

Zhuge Qinuo admired his typing speed, but this did not affect her slow reply: "Then I have more unfortunate news for you. You have been expelled from the big room by your godmother again."

"Mom."

"And you, you're nice too."

Huang Cangran sent two text messages in a row.

"Oh, it's too late. I have to be at school at 6:30 tomorrow. I'm going to bed first." Based on Zhuge Qinuo's understanding of him, he would probably complain for a long time, and she didn't want to listen.

Studying every day can really be described as getting up early and going to bed late, and she is really sleepy.

But tonight, many people are destined to have trouble falling asleep.

Huang Cangran did not receive any more replies from Zhuge Qinuo. He complained in his heart that this little girl was rude and heartless. But he did not really blame her. He had already let it go and did not blame her for leaving without saying goodbye four years ago and disappearing from the face of the earth for these years.

When he was in the third year of junior high school, she came and occupied his room. She left again without saying goodbye to him. He angrily asked Feng Ping to return the room. At first, Feng Ping refused him and scolded him for no reason.

At that time he hated her so much that in his heart, she was as hateful as a thief and robber.

But later, Feng Ping suddenly agreed to his request: "If you want that room, just go and live there. Xiao Nuo won't come."

"Ah?" Huang Cangran asked with doubt in his mouth, but in his heart he couldn't believe it, felt disappointed, and blamed her for being heartless. In short, he was not as happy as "getting back" the room.

What Feng Ping said next shocked him even more: "Xiao Nuo's mother is gone."

Huang Cangran suspected that he had heard it wrongly: "Mom, what did you say?"

Feng Ping said with tears in her eyes: "Xiao Nuo's mother died of illness. You are just ignorant."

Although he was blamed, Huang Cangran was just shocked.

Later, Feng Ping told him everything.

"Sister Ping, I'll leave Nuo'er to you. I'll protect you in the underworld..."

Huang Cangran still clearly remembers the original conversation and the voice message that Feng Ping played to him from Zhuge Qinuo's mother to his mother. He clearly remembers how he felt like he was struck by lightning at that time, and he clearly remembers his disgust with himself for being unreasonably harsh to Zhuge Qinuo.

He remembered these, and always remembered them. At this moment, he was still thinking about Zhuge Qinuo's situation at that time. If he was struck by lightning, then for her, who was so young, it must be that the world had collapsed.

Thinking of this, Huang Cangran suddenly felt chest tightness and difficulty breathing.

Feng Ping couldn't sleep either, so she woke up Huang Yujian who was about to fall asleep.

Huang Yujian: "Xiao Nuo is back, you are so excited that you can't sleep, right?"

Feng Ping: "It would be great if Xiaoran was as obedient as Xiaonuo."

Huang Yujian: "Speaking of this. You can't dislike Xiaoran every time Xiaonuo comes. You also feel sorry for your own son. I know you have always wanted a daughter, but Xiaonuo is not our daughter."

Feng Ping: "Who says she isn't? She is!"

The two fell into silence.

During this period of silence, my thoughts were churning.

Feng Ping recalled that after she gave birth to Huang Cangran by caesarean section, her fallopian tubes were blocked, and she wanted to have another daughter. She tried many methods and went to many hospitals but none of them worked. In the end, she stopped forcing it.

Later, Zhuge Nan and his father started doing business together and often went on business trips. One time, Zhuge Nan came back from H City with her family. She was amazed when she saw Lin Shaohua and her daughter for the first time. Lin Shaohua looked like a Hong Kong beauty. Although Zhuge Qinuo was small and tender, her hair was brown and her pupils were lighter in color. She looked like a little mixed-race. She liked them very much and wanted a daughter like this. She and Lin Shaohua became best sisters.

Later, Zhuge Nan and Lin Shaohua found her. Lin Shaohua was ill with a serious kidney disease and the chances of recovery were slim. But they heard that there was a strange man with a secret recipe, and the couple did not want to give up, but they could not let go of Zhuge Qinuo. They wanted to adopt Zhuge Qinuo to her. On the one hand, Feng Ping felt sad for Zhuge Nan and his wife, and on the other hand, she lamented that her wish had come true. Her sudden happiness was built on the pain of Zhuge Nan and his wife. Zhuge Qinuo was like a gift from God to her. She solemnly agreed and swore in her heart that she would treat Zhuge Qinuo better than her own children.

The Zhuge couple went to many places for treatment for half a year, but there was no improvement, and the condition became worse. Finally, they got the news that they could get a kidney transplant. The couple came back and tacitly went to see her separately without knowing each other.

Lin Shaohua had just finished chemotherapy and was lying on the hospital bed when Zhuge Nan was out: "Sister Ping, he wants to give me a kidney. We have spent all our money on treatment in the past six months and are still in debt."

Feng Ping: "I'll pay for it. The disease needs to be treated. Xiao Nuo needs you too."

Lin Shaohua: "I don't want him to lend me money for medical treatment anymore. The success rate of surgery is not very high, and it will take at most a few years after the surgery. I may need to undergo dialysis and chemotherapy over the next few years, and my hair will fall out. You know how much I love beauty. And I don't want Nuo'er to see me like this. She's still so young."

Feng Ping: "Because Xiaonuo is still young, you should stick with her even more."

Lin Shaohua: "I can't hold on any longer. It's too painful. I can't become a burden to them."

Feng Ping wanted to persuade her, but she knew her. Now that she had said it, this was Lin Shaohua's final decision.

Feng Ping will always remember what Lin Shaohua said while holding her hand: "From now on, Nuo'er will be your daughter."

Her eyes were red and she burst into tears.

She will also always remember her promise to Lin Shaohua: "You have to be well, Nuoer will have two mothers in the future."