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In the next two or three days, Grandma Wen's condition did not improve at all.Fortunately, after Wen Wenyao came back, he hired a nurse for Grandma Wen, so there was no need for their brothers to stay here 24 hours a day.

But Song Wenran still brings Wen Wenqian here every day. He has nothing else to do for the time being and knows that Wenqian misses grandma very much.

In the afternoon, the nurse saw that Grandma Wen was still sleeping and went out to chat with others outside the ward.Wen Wenqian fell asleep lying on the side of the bed, leaving only Song Wenran sitting on a chair and looking at her phone.

The ward was very quiet. He lowered his head to reply to an old comrade-in-arms' WeChat. Suddenly he heard Grandma Wen calling him from the bed. Song Wenran raised his head in astonishment, and saw that grandma was looking at him with her eyes open.

"Are you awake?" Song Wenran stood up and approached the bed, and asked, "Do you need to call a doctor?"

Grandma Wen shook her head and called him by name: "Wen Ran." Her eyes were clear, without the slightest confusion of a patient.

Wen Wenqian was still asleep, and did not wake up.

Song Wenran could only respond, "Grandma, it's me."

Grandma Wen said: "Your father is not a good man. He has pitied the children and you."

Song Wenran didn't have a happy childhood. After his mother took him away, he first followed a man who drank and played cards all day and didn't do his job. The man not only beat him but also beat his mother. Later, he separated and found a man with ordinary conditions. Middle-aged men married and had their children.Song Wenran never found a sense of belonging in his new family, especially after his younger brother was born, he felt more and more like an outsider, so he went out to serve in the army before graduating from high school, and has been retired until now.

Song Wenran, who has experienced all this, can empathize with this little sister who is related by blood, but he still can't say anything, and can only listen quietly.

Grandma Wen continued: "You were very obedient when you were young, and you could call grandma when you were only one year old. You are much smarter than your elder brother. At that time, grandma brought you up, but you never came back to see it after you left. grandmother."

Song Wenran was ignorant at that time, and his mother never brought him back, so he completely lost contact with this place, and now he can only say to Grandma Wen, "I'm sorry."

Grandma Wen suddenly said, "Where is Wen Yao? Where is Wen Yao?"

Song Wenran stood up straight, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and said, "Grandma, wait a moment, I'll call him." He went out to the corridor outside and called Wen Wenyao, and when he entered the ward again, he found that Wen Wenqian had already woken up. Yes, holding grandma's hand and whispering.

So Song Wenran stood close to the door of the ward and did not pass.

After waiting for less than 5 minutes, Wen Wenyao rushed over. Song Wenran looked at him in surprise, wearing a white coat, with a stethoscope around his neck, and half of the mask was still hanging on his face.

Wen Wenyao entered the ward without having time to say hello to Song Wenran, hurried to the side of the bed, and called, "Grandma."

Grandma Wen shook his hand and said in a trembling voice: "You have the best conditions among brothers, so just take pity on your sister and arrange her life well, okay?"

Wen Wenyao probably ran over, slightly out of breath, he glanced at Wen Wenqian, and then said to grandma: "Don't worry, grandma, I promise someone will take care of Wenqian until she graduates from college."

He's talking about being taken care of, not taking care of yourself.

Grandma Wen couldn't force anything, she just grabbed Wen Wenyao's hand firmly and said, "You promised me."

Wen Wenyao nodded, "I promise you."

After Grandma Wen finished talking to Wen Wenyao, her whole body seemed to be exhausted again, and she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Later, Wen Wenhao came to see her, but she didn't wake up again.

Before Wen Wenyao left the ward, Song Wenran took a look at the badge on his chest, only to find out that he was a doctor at the Affiliated Hospital of Chongyi Hospital, and also the deputy director of the Department of Cardiology.

Noticing that Song Wenran was looking at his work card, Wen Wenyao took off the mask he didn't wear on his face and stuffed it into his pocket, saying, "I'm still at work, I'm going back now, if you have nothing to do in the afternoon, take Wen Qian back to rest , there are nurses here."

Song Wenran said, "I see."

Song Wenran took Wen Wenqian for dinner at a small noodle shop behind the school. Song Wenran ordered a big bowl of noodles, and Wen Wenqian ate a small bowl of chaoshou.When she was halfway through eating, Song Wenran suddenly noticed that Wen Wenqian's movements stopped. She lowered her head and didn't make a sound. After a while, she saw tears falling drop by drop into the bowl in front of her.

Song Wenran hesitated for a moment, got up and sat next to Wen Wenqian. He pulled a tissue to wipe Wen Wenqian's tears, but he couldn't wipe them all. Finally, he had to pick up the little girl and put her on his lap, comforting her: "It's okay, my brother is here."

Wen Wenqian reached out to hug Song Wenran, buried her face in his arms, and sobbed sadly.

Song Wenran hugged her quietly and comforted her for a long time. He felt that Wen Wenqian and him were actually quite alike. They didn't like to talk, and they didn't know how to express their emotions but they were full of emotions. It might be because they had the same blood flowing from their bodies. Father's blood.

After dinner, Song Wenran accompanied Wen Wenqian to a nearby park for a walk, pushing her on the swing for a while before going back.

That night, he wanted to go to bed early, but just after lying down for a while, Song Wenran's cell phone on the coffee table rang.He propped himself up from the sofa, reached out to touch the phone, and saw that the caller ID was Wen Wenyao's call, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, Wen Wenyao told him that grandma was dying.

She woke up suddenly this afternoon, and the words she said to them were more like the flashbacks of an old man. After she explained what she cared about most, her exhausted body could no longer hold on, and she passed away.

Song Wenran said: "Wen Qian has already fallen asleep, do you want to bring her here?"

Wen Wenyao was also a little tired, and his voice was a little hoarse. He said, "I've contacted the funeral home. If you think it's too late, I don't need to bring her here. Let her sleep."

After hanging up the phone, Song Wenran hesitated for a long time, feeling that he should not help Wen Wenqian make this decision, so he went to the room to wake her up and took her to the hospital.

Wen Wenyao and Wen Wenhao mean everything to be kept simple. Grandma Wen completed everything from cremation to burial in just one weekend. Even the grave was prepared early, and it was buried in the cemetery with Grandpa Wen who had passed away long ago.

On the day of the burial, Wen Wenyao pulled Song Wenran aside after the ceremony and asked him, "Is it okay to live at home now?"

Song Wenran replied: "Very good, but I will report to work tomorrow. If there is a dormitory arrangement, I can live in the dormitory."

Wen Wenhao also walked to them at this time, and whispered: "Second brother is inconvenient, let Wen Qian go to my store for a few days, and we will take turns watching her at night."

Wen Wenyao took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, and handed another one to Song Wenran.

Song Wenran politely refused, "I don't smoke."

Wen Wenyao put the cigarette back, clamped the one in his mouth with his fingers, and slowly drew it out, exhaling a puff of white smoke.

There was a railing in front of them, and in front of them was a large hillside cemetery. The three of them leaned on the railing and talked.

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, Wen Wenyao said, "I have already contacted relatives about Wen Qian, but I have not been able to contact her mother's relatives. Ask if there is any family that wants to adopt a little girl."

Wen Wenhao was suddenly worried, "What if there is no one?"

At this time, only Wen Wenqian was left standing in front of the tombstones of her grandparents, motionless and in a daze.

Wen Wenyao stared at Wen Wenqian for a while, and said: "She will be studying in elementary school next year, so she can find a school and send her to live in school. The tuition fee will be paid from the savings left by her father and grandma first, and then she will sell the house when it is not enough. Now It’s not worth selling.”

Song Wenran just listened, these things were none of his business, now that grandma is gone, he probably will have little contact with the Wen family in the future.For some reason, Song Wenran suddenly thought of Chinese New Year. When that time comes, he wonders if he will have a chance to sit down and have a New Year's Eve dinner with these brothers and sisters.

Several people discussed Wen Wenqian's future.

When returning to Wen Wenqian's side, Song Wenran saw that her bangs were wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead, so she reached out to help her brush her hair.Only when he touched her forehead did Song Wenran realize that her forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Wen Wenyao said with a cigarette in his mouth, "Let's go."

Song Wenran went to hold Wen Wenqian's hand, and found that her palms were also covered in cold sweat. When she followed him out of the cemetery, she was stunned without saying a word.

That night, Wen Wenyao and Wen Wenhao went back to grandma's house with them.

The two of them packed up all of Grandma Wen's belongings. The clothes and some useless sundries had to be sent to be burned or thrown away.Song Wenran was embarrassed to watch from the side, and would lend a helping hand from time to time.

Wen Wenyao opened the room where his father used to live, and stood at the door and said to Song Wenran, "This room has been cleaned up, you can live in it, don't worry, they didn't die here."

Song Wenran didn't go there, but said: "It doesn't matter, I can't stay for two days."

While they were packing up, Wen Wenqian sat on the sofa without saying a word.

When it was time to go to bed at night, Song Wenran felt that something was wrong with Wen Wenqian, because she was too quiet today, and Song Wenran forgot to warm her milk, and she didn't bring it up.

Song Wenran was still sleeping on the sofa. To him, there was no difference between sleeping on the sofa and on the bed.After lying down for a long time, he didn't fall asleep, and he was still thinking about Wen Wenqian over and over again.

I don't know how long the time has passed, Song Wenran was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze, when he suddenly heard a soft door opening sound from the quiet room, he was stunned, and realized that the sound came from the direction of Wen Wenqian's room, He turned his head to look, and saw that the door of that room was opened a crack, it was too dark to see anything in the crack, but he guessed that Wen Wenqian was standing behind the door and watching him secretly.

Probably seeing him still lying on the sofa, the little girl gently closed the door of the room again.

Song Wenran was a little surprised. After sitting up, he realized that Wen Wenqian was afraid that he would leave, so she secretly got up to look at him while she was not asleep.

Realizing this, Song Wenran began to feel sad. He turned over and got up from the sofa, and went into the bathroom wearing slippers.When closing the door, Song Wenran's movement was not light enough, and the door made a sound when it touched.

His hand was still on the doorknob and he didn't let go. The next moment, Wen Wenqian opened the door and ran out quickly. The slippers made a clicking sound on the floor. She ran all the way to the front door of the living room. Reach out to open the door.

Song Wenran immediately came out of the bathroom, chased to the door, and hugged Wen Wenqian who had already opened the door. He squatted down and hugged Wenqian tightly, and said, "Don't be afraid, brother is here, and he hasn't left."

Wen Wenqian's face was a little pale, as if she had been frightened, and she didn't cry, but she held onto Song Wenran's pajamas tightly with one hand and refused to let go.

Seeing her like this, Song Wenran felt distressed, reached out and patted her on the back repeatedly and softly persuaded: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I won't leave."

Wen Wenqian trembled slightly.

Song Wenran simply picked her up, carried her back to her room, and put her on the small bed.He sat on the edge of the bed by himself, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt for Wen Wenqian, stroked her head and said, "Go to sleep, my brother is here with you."

Wen Wenqian lowered her head, refusing to close her eyes, and after a while she whispered, "I just don't want you to go, can you not go?"

Before this, Song Wenran had never considered the possibility that he would stay and take care of Wen Wenqian. Even when Grandma Wen was crying on the hospital bed, he didn't think he would agree. Facing Wen Wenqian's timid and earnest request, he felt that he could not persist any longer, so he nodded solemnly and seriously to Wen Wenqian for the first time, and said, "Okay, I won't go."

Wen Wenqian looked at him in the dark for a while, then carefully stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and took hold of Song Wenran's palm on the side of the bed.

Song Wenran held her back and said softly, "Sleep, I'll be here with you."

Only then did Wen Wenqian close her eyes.

Song Wenran waited until Wen Wenqian fell asleep before letting go of her hand to help her cover the quilt and leave the room.He went back to the sofa and lay down, not feeling sleepy at all, his eyes were almost open until dawn.

The next day Song Wenran tiredly got up from the sofa. When he went to the bathroom to wash up, he saw that he was not in a good condition. He turned on the tap and poured cold water on his face for a long time before standing up straight and facing the mirror with a towel to wipe his face. Dry with water on hair.

Back in the living room, Song Wenran rummaged through the suitcase for the shirt. He looked at the creases on the clothes, hesitated, hung the clothes on hangers and put them in the cabinet in the empty room.

It's hard to say that I will live here for a long time.

In the morning, Song Wenran received a text message from Captain Guan of the school's security team, asking him to meet at the school at two o'clock in the afternoon and take him to the logistics center.

He cleaned himself up in the morning, took Wen Wenqian out after lunch, and sent her to Wen Wenhao's place.

It's not that Wen Wenqian can't stay at home alone at this age, but Song Wenran felt that she was too sensitive, so he sent her to Wen Wenhao to look at her for peace of mind.

On the way to take Wen Wenqian to Wen Wenhao's small restaurant, Song Wenran has been planning to call Wen Wenyao after signing the contract in the afternoon and tell him that he will take care of Wen Qian before finding a suitable foster family for Wen Qian. Don't send such a young child to boarding school.When thinking about things, Song Wenran was silent all the way, Wen Wenqian held his hand tightly and dared not let go.

It was just one o'clock when they arrived at Wen Wenhao's shop, and the school was about to start, and the business had already picked up.As the boss, Wen Wenhao actually didn't have many people under him, so he took a small notebook to order food for the guests.

When Song Wenran came in, he saw that Wen Wenhao was busy, so he let Wen Wenqian sit on a chair in the corner, and said to Wen Wenhao: "I have something to do this afternoon, is it convenient for Wen Qian to stay with you for a while?"

Wen Wenhao took the time to reply: "Okay."

Song Wenran unscrewed the water bought for Wen Wenqian on the way and put it on the table in front of her, then took off the small schoolbag she was carrying, and said, "Draw by yourself, I'll go first."

Wen Wenqian looked up at him without saying a word.

Song Wenran turned and walked outside the restaurant.

At this time, Wen Wenhao had just finished ordering food for a table of guests, handed the small notebook to the waiter in the shop, and chased Song Wenran out. He was a little anxious, and when he chased to the door, he grabbed Song Wenran's arm and said, "Second brother, how can you still eat?" Are you coming back to pick her up?"

His voice was not low, Song Wenran pulled him outside the door, and whispered: "What nonsense, of course I will come back."

Wen Wenhao was a little embarrassed, "I didn't mean that, I just asked what your plan is."

Song Wenran said: "I will continue to take care of Wen Qian."

"Huh?" Wen Wenhao was taken aback for a moment.

Song Wenran said: "Until I find a suitable foster family for her, I will stay and take care of her."

Wen Wenhao was silent for a moment, and smiled helplessly. He said, "To be honest, my eldest brother and I must be relieved that you are willing to take care of Wen Qian, but Wen Qian is really not your responsibility. You can move out immediately. We have nothing to say."

Song Wenran said calmly: "I've thought about it carefully, you don't have to worry about this." After speaking, he took out his mobile phone to check the time, "I still have something to do, I'll talk to you when I come back later."

After saying this, Song Wenran saw that the time was almost up, so he quickened his pace and walked towards Chongyi University.

He arrived at 55:[-], and waited there until the captain at the [-]:[-] checkpoint was late.However, Captain Guan treated him well, and accompanied him to the logistics center. After signing the contract, he took him to pick up the security uniform, and took him to the dormitory to have a look.

The dormitory of the security team is in an old school building of the school. There are four people in one room, all with bunk beds.He shared a bed, but he couldn't live in it. There are cabinets in the dormitory, which can be used to store clothes, and that bed can also be used for naps when there is nothing to do.

There are three shifts at work. One day shift is from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, the second day is a night shift from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am the next day, the third day is off, and get off work officially ends at [-]:[-] am.

Because Song Wenran was good-looking, Captain Guan assigned him a position at the main entrance of the school, saying that it was the facade of the whole school.

The salary is [-] a month, including food and housing, which is considered a medium level in this western city.

After explaining these miscellaneous contents, he went to the logistics center to submit a copy of his ID card to apply for a bank card. It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon after he finished his work.

Captain Guan said to him, "It's okay to go to work tomorrow morning, right?"

Song Wenran nodded, "No problem."

Captain Guan waved at him, "Do it well."

Song Wenran came out of school and went back to Wen Wenhao's small restaurant. It was almost time for dinner. He saw that Wen Wenhao was bringing tea to the guests who had just arrived, and the waitress was also hurrying away from the back kitchen. When I came out, the storefront was so big, it was clear at a glance, but I didn't see Wen Wenqian's figure.

Wen Wenhao put the teapot back on the counter, turned around and saw Song Wenran.

"Where's Wen Qian?" Song Wenran asked him.

Wen Wenhao raised his hand and pointed to the corner, but when he looked over, he found that the small table was empty, "Huh?" He turned around and called the waiter, "A Ping, have you seen my sister?"

A Ping shook her head.

Wen Wenhao said to Song Wenran: "Wait a minute," and ran back by himself.

Song Wenran felt a little uneasy. He withdrew from the restaurant and stood on the side of the street looking at both sides of the street. At this time, only students in twos and threes were coming out of the school to look for food, and there was no Wen Wenqian in a pink gauze dress.

Wen Wenhao came out of the kitchen with a anxious look on his face. He didn't have time to talk to Song Wenran first, but asked the owners of the two restaurants next door if anyone saw a little girl coming out of his shop.

A middle-aged woman who had been cracking melon seeds at the door of the store said, "I see, I went over there alone." She raised her finger and pointed to a side street.

Just as Wen Wenhao said "thank you", Song Wenran had already run towards the direction she pointed.