love letter from the down and out

When they went back, it was just that Ji Ning went to ask the other party without telling herself, hoping that the last days could be spent at home.The doctor agreed, and Ji Wanxuan heard it outside the door.He just couldn't bear it.I want to be more greedy, I want Ji Ning to be with him longer, but I also want my mother to suffer less.At this moment, in the hospital ward, Ji Yuan was lying on the bedside and dozed off, when suddenly someone patted his head.He opened his eyes, and was surprised to find that his father, who had been lying on the bed, sat up on his own. "A Ning, Ning..." The old man spoke poorly, a little anxious, frowned and sulked with himself for a while, and finally spoke coherently. "How is Ah Ning?" The lights of tall buildings in the distance were passed into the room, leaving only scattered colored spots. "Very good." Ji Yuan held the old man's hand, raised his lips, and gave a rare smile: "The doctor said, my sister is recovering very well, and you are too, we will see her soon. "Grandpa looked very happy, closed his eyes, and put his other hand on the palm of his son's.Ji Ning pursed her lips, washed her face, and was already lying on the bed.She seemed very sleepy and couldn't keep her eyes open.Ji Wanxuan held her hand and squatted beside her mother's bed without saying a word, looking at her with devout eyes.Just before falling asleep, Ji Ning suddenly woke up, opened her eyes, and moved her lips lightly.The voice is so small that Ji Wanxuan can hear it clearly only if Ji Wanxuan's ear is close to her mouth. "...Your father, his name is Ji Ge, he sings a song. But...he sings, it's so ugly." She still remembered to tell her son about his father after he was discharged from the hospital.A drop of tear hit the soft quilt, and a large wet mark spread out in an instant.Finally, Ji Wanxuan's laughter couldn't help being mixed with trembling crying. "Okay, I see." The church bell rang in the distance.He stood up, leaned over and planted a light kiss on Ji Ning's forehead. "Good night, Mom." No more pain, Mom. ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ I am not a medical student. Most of the disease part is consulted by relatives and friends who study medicine and the Internet. If there is something wrong, please correct me~ Regarding mother, in fact, this role It was decided before it had a name.I also didn't expect that slowly, she would become so flesh and blood, cute and charming.I am very reluctant.About "what if one day we die", Keanu Reeves said a beautiful sentence: "those who love us will miss us." Husband sings out of tune!Only to find that this chapter happens to be 1, 2, 3, MerryChristmas.Don't say goodbye, say good night, love you, mom (?ˉ?ˉ?)

Severed finger

In the last monthly exam of this school year, Ji Wanxuan passed the grade 114.There were large gaps on his answer sheets for each subject, and ink blots that stopped abruptly could be seen everywhere, showing that the respondent's thinking was stagnant at a certain moment.From the first place in ten thousand years to almost falling out of the third examination room, this time even the old headmaster who was too proud was shocked.But when the teachers stood anxiously outside the door waiting for the parent-teacher meeting, someone suddenly discovered that the seat belonging to Ji Wanxuan by the window was empty, and no one came.When he noticed that the phone was buzzing and vibrating, Ji Yuan was kneeling in the mourning hall.His mobile phone was placed on the small table in the hall. These days the calls kept coming, and he didn't dare to turn it off, so he had to mute it and put it far away from his sight.A little self-deception, if there is an emergency, he probably won't have time to see it.But this time he raised his head as if aware of it, got up slowly, walked over and picked up the phone.He saved the caller number, it was Ji Wanxuan's class teacher.Ji Yuan glanced at the boy in sackcloth kneeling on the futon not far away, walked to a secluded place and answered the phone.The call didn't last long, and he came back after ten minutes and saw Jiang Yunqing persuading Ji Wanxuan to go out for something to eat.The woman's eyes were very red, but the tone of voice was still very gentle to discuss: "It's noodles, very badly cooked, easy to swallow." Ji Wanxuan shook his head, looking at her with clear eyes: "It's okay, Aunt, I'm not hungry." Ji Yuan walked over and grabbed his shoulders, like carrying a chicken, and pushed him out forcefully. "Go out and don't come back until you finish eating." The boy in his early 1.8 meters is so light that he seems to have only a handful of bones, and he will fall apart if he pushes it casually.Ji Wanxuan staggered and fell out of the door, directly bumping into Ji Baicen who hurried over to catch him. "What are you crazy about!" Jiang Yunqing yelled in a low voice in the mourning hall, and her crying turned into a silent trembling in the end.Ji Yuan silently watched his son help his elder brother to leave, and knelt back expressionlessly.Ji Ning and grandpa walked on the same night, and it's already the fifth day, but Ji Wanxuan still doesn't seem to realize this reality.If you don't push him again, you don't know when he will wake up from the muddle.On the table in front of you is a bowl of glutinous rice noodles.Ji Bocen squatted beside him, his red eyes were as pitiful as a puppy.Ji Wanxuan picked up a chopstick of noodles in front of his eyes and put them into his mouth.Just like what Jiang Yunqing said, this bowl was deliberately cooked badly, but in order to compensate for the mediocre taste, the ingredients were well seasoned, and the noodle soup tasted very strong.It's Aunt Bai's handicraft.I haven't drank water for a long time, my throat is dry and astringent, no matter how soft the noodles are across my throat, there will still be a sharp pain.Looking at his cautious cousin, Ji Wanxuan said gently, "Help me get a glass of water." Like a drowning man panting successfully, Ji Bocen opened his eyes and nodded vigorously, then turned and ran away.After he left, Ji Wanxuan picked up the bowl, stuffed the noodle soup into his mouth with a big gulp, and swallowed the noodle soup with difficulty.He didn't want to eat, because he was too lazy to move, and because he really couldn't swallow.This way of eating should hurt your stomach, but the probability of spitting it out is less than swallowing it slowly.But still nauseous.Ji Baicen panicked and came back with water, Ji Wanxuan took it, raised his head and drank it without changing his face.This time I couldn't spit it out.Ji Baicen stammered: "Brother, you eat so fast." Ji Wanxuan said "Yes", stood up and rubbed his head, and walked towards the mourning hall.On the way, he seemed to see Shen Fang standing in front of him, but the letter should have just finished school at this moment.He felt a little nervous, probably seeing a hallucination, and was grabbed by the wrist when he passed by the other person without seeing him. Ji Wanxuan raised his head in surprise: "Are you real?" This is even more nerve-wracking, Shen Fang Almost speechless, but just took his hand and stuffed him with a candy.Ji Wanxuan stopped at his feet, held Tang tightly in his palm, and continued to walk forward.He has met many people these days.Yang Youting, Uncle Nie, Aunt Bai, Grandpa Gu, Grandpa Xie, Aunt Fu...even Shen Jiazhen.Many people who didn't know each other gathered here, but the people who pulled them from all corners of Yancheng were lying in the nanmu box, and had no intention of getting up to welcome the guests.It is said that those who leave will go home to visit within three days. Ji Wanxuan waits without sleep at night, and will definitely find time to catch up on sleep during the day. Reality and dreams are both correct.But after so many days of guarding, I haven't seen a ghost, and I haven't had a dream.These two people are really cruel. Although they haven't seen each other for half a year, they won't be able to forget all the rest of their family members once they see each other.Ji Wanxuan knelt in front of the coffins of her grandfather and Ji Ning in the inner room, and covered Xiaoyi's big hood with sugar in her hands.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Fang following him, and he also knelt down on the mat next to him, bowing three times and kowtow nine times politely.When others came to kneel and worship, they would always say something, "Go all the way", "Don't worry", etc., but Shen Fang didn't say anything.That's right, Brother Fang doesn't even like to talk to living people, let alone dead people.Ji Wanxuan put down the sugar, clasped his hands together and saluted next to Shen Fang.He called in his heart: Grandpa, grandpa.You see, this is your grandson-in-law.I met once before, but I didn't have time to formally introduce it.But my mother knows him, so you can ask her if you have any questions.If you are satisfied or not, you can tell me in a dream, anyway, you have no chance to intervene.After silently reading this statement for being unfilial, Ji Wanxuan picked up the fruit candy on the mat, tore open the package and put it in his mouth.Lychee flavored.Shen Fang didn't stay for too long, he stayed with Ling for half an hour, and it was getting dark.Ji Wanxuan got up and pulled Shen Fang up before Ji Yuan came over. "Go back, Brother Fang." He said calmly.Shen Fang raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch him, but finally stopped in the air and hung down weakly.He said: "I'll wait for you." Ji Wanxuan nodded, and took the initiative to tiptoe and kiss him in front of the deceased's spirit. "The candy is delicious, thank you." Before Shen Fang could say anything, he closed his eyes and knelt back on the mat again.He didn't know when Shen Fang left, who came later, who he bowed to, and Ji Wanxuan didn't even know.He has tried it before, and in the face of great joy and great sorrow, he will become a little powerful.Like being pushed forward by gears, the memory may go up and down, but there will be no mistakes.However, this trick does not seem to always work.Every time he used it, his heart felt as if a hole had been dug out, and he was braving the cold wind of northern Siberia.A few more times, and he should have lost his heartbeat.December 12st of this year was the first time Ji Wanxuan stayed up all night on New Year's Eve.The next day is New Year's Day, and people all over the country have a holiday, and Ji's coffin has been set up for seven days, and it's time to send it to be buried.His brain seemed to be cut into two neat and bloody halves, one half was crying with Jiang Yunqing