Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Zhuge Qinuo cried so much that he fainted.

Fainting is actually a protective mechanism. When people really don’t know how to deal with something, it helps them calm down, gives their brain a rest, and allows their subconscious mind to digest facts that they don’t want to accept.

Zhuge Nan was so scared that he immediately drove her to the hospital. After she woke up, Zhuge Nan and Lin Shaohua were by her side. Lin Shaohua's eyes were red, and Zhuge Qinuo knew that she had cried.

After not seeing her for half a year, she had gained weight and looked haggard. The once beautiful and gentle mother seemed to have aged ten years in just half a year.

The two looked at each other without saying anything, as if they didn't know how to face each other. Zhuge Qinuo blamed Lin Shaohua for abandoning her without saying anything and giving her away; Lin Shaohua was waiting, waiting for her daughter's forgiveness.

Zhuge Qinuo finally couldn't help it, he sat up, and hugged Lin Shaohua so tightly, as if if he let go, she would fly away like a beloved balloon.

"mom!"

Zhuge Qinuo's voice was not loud. Not only Lin Shaohua, but even Zhuge Nan couldn't help crying.

Just like that, the family was together.

After being discharged from the hospital, I returned to my small home of only 40 square meters.

Although the home is small, looking back, it was the most precious time for Zhuge Qinuo.

After Zhuge Nan and his wife returned to City Y, Zhuge Nan had to earn money for the family's livelihood and Lin Shaohua's surgery, so he was not at home most of the time, so Zhuge Qinuo stayed with his mother and grandmother.

And these two people are the ones who will spoil her to the core.

Life was poor, but Zhuge Qinuo was not poor at all. They protected her very well. Materially, she was no longer a little princess. But she had the greatest satisfaction in her heart - as long as the family was together.

The good times did not last long. Within a few months, Lin Shaohua's condition relapsed and worsened, and he was hospitalized.

This time they did not give up on Zhuge Qinuo, they set a date for the surgery. After Zhuge Qinuo finished a small test on Friday of that week, he took a leave of absence for the next week to accompany Lin Shaohua for the surgery.

But she didn't wait until that week. On Thursday of that week, Zhuge Nan suddenly came to the school, picked her up, and told her: "Mom is gone."

This time, Zhuge Qinuo did not faint or even cry, and acted very indifferent. She did not know how to deal with Lin Shaohua's loss. For a long time, she did not dare to think about those scenes, so that later, she could not even remember some major processes. She could not remember what clothes her mother was wearing in the crystal coffin, what her mother looked like in the coffin, how she entered the crematorium, and what kind of urn was used in the end.

She couldn't remember, as if the memory had been erased from her mind.

However, Zhuge Qinuo never went back to Feng Ping's house after that. Even after she finished Lin Shaohua's funeral and went home, Zhuge Nan asked her to go to Feng Ping's house to pack up and say goodbye, but she didn't go. Even during the Chinese New Year, when Zhuge Nan wanted to take her to Feng Ping's house to pay New Year's greetings, she didn't go.

So, today, she is grateful to Feng Ping for letting bygones be bygones and for understanding Huang Cangran's targeting.

As for the rest, Zhuge Qinuo didn't dare to think about it any further.

In the unknown night, whenever she thought of Lin Shaohua, she shed enough tears. She fell asleep in tears, and in her dreams, there was the person she wanted to see.

Zhuge Nan did not stay at Feng Ping's house for a few days as expected. The next day, he took her home. Since the last time, he became very cautious about sending Zhuge Qinuo out.

However, this trip home was also very short. When Zhuge Qinuo returned home, his grandmother had already fallen asleep.

Zhuge Nan told her solemnly: "Xiao Nuo, grandma's illness is a bit troublesome."

The tone was exactly the same as two years ago.

As soon as she heard this, Zhuge Qinuo's memories of the period before Lin Shaohua left began to flood back, piercing her mind and heart.

But this time, she had grown up: "Dad, it can be cured, right?"

Zhuge Nan: "Sure."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Can it be cured?"

Zhuge Nan: "It can't be cured here. We need to go to a big city and find better doctors and better hospitals."

Zhuge Qinuo: "Dad, are you going to accompany me again?"

Zhuge Nan: "Hmm!" He wanted to say something else but didn't know how to start.

"Uncles, aunts, and younger aunts all have their own families to take care of. Only you can go." Zhuge Qinuo said calmly.

Zhuge Nan couldn't tell whether this was a question or an interrogative sentence, and didn't know how to answer.

"There's only you and me." Zhuge Qinuo continued, "And I'm the best at making arrangements."

Zhuge Nan's heart was clenched. Yes, the whole family relied on Zhuge Nan to be sure that he would not abandon his old mother, and everyone said that they really couldn't spare the time. Their family had never been so united before. Everyone could pay for the medical treatment together, and everyone could take turns to take care of Zhuge Qinuo, but the medical treatment had to be left to Zhuge Nan. Listening to his daughter's words, it really hit the nail on the head, and it really pierced his heart.

Yes, he had to settle Zhuge Qinuo and leave her alone, once again.

"When are we going?" Zhuge Qinuo asked.

"The Monday after next." Zhuge Nan wanted to explain something else, but he was afraid that his daughter's feelings would break at any time and she would collapse again at any time, so he was so cautious.

"Dad, just stay with grandma without worry. I'll go live at my godmother's house. It doesn't matter how long it takes. I must make grandma get well." Zhuge Qinuo was still as calm as ever, without the heart-wrenching feeling he had last time.

A man doesn't cry easily, Zhuge Nan held back his tears: "Okay, I will! You go to bed early, I'll go to sleep with grandma."

Zhuge Nan got up and left immediately after he finished speaking. The moment he closed the door, he could no longer restrain himself. His daughter had grown up, and she could understand many things without him having to say them. However, her growth had made her so much more different from other children. He did not dare to delve into the impact of this forced growth on his daughter.

However, he had no choice. Everything had to be borne by them, father and daughter. He finally realized what it meant to depend on each other, the dependence of father and daughter.

It was another Friday when school was dismissed early. Grandma Zhuge, like every time before, sat on the steps at the entrance of the alley waiting for her. A thin, frail old lady with gray hair, wearing a blue cotton shirt from her era and a dark blue apron, she looked indescribably lonely and old.

But when grandma saw Zhuge Qinuo, she seemed to be ignited and her whole body lit up.

Just like before, she said in her broken Mandarin: "Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome, welcome my baby home." As she spoke, she clapped her hands. Zhuge Qinuo also hugged her as soon as he saw her grandmother, and she called out "baby" at 0.5 times the speed, still in that broken Mandarin.