There is a kind of love that goes without saying Ⅱ

The doctor checked me the next day, and he said a long list of strange words, without focusing on the key points, so I was probably fine.He also asked me many things, and he still said that he would stay in the hospital for further observation.The doctor's words should be sacred to a patient like me.I have to do it.

I don't want to stay in the house, the sun is warm outside, and it shines warmly on people.I wanted to go downstairs, but hesitated for a moment and only came to the window by the corridor.Standing here and looking outside, I found that the hospital is quite big.

The blue sky rendered my pupils, and I closed my eyes lightly, feeling the comfort of the breeze blowing over my cheeks.

"Brother, brother..."

I was held by a small hand by the corner of my clothes. Looking down, it was a blond kid with blue pupils. If he hadn't called "Brother" twice, I would have thought he was a foreigner.

I squatted down and looked at him at the same level, looking at his eyes was a bit like looking at the blue sky.

"What's up?"

He grabbed me with his little hand and pointed out the window, "Brother, can you lift me up?"

I hesitated, and finally picked him up, feeling that he was very light, maybe children were very light when they were young.

He put his arms around my neck and looked out of the window. He pointed to the sun and asked me, "Is that hope?"

hope?I thought about it, maybe in the eyes of children, the sun should be regarded as hope.

"Well, it's hope, also called the sun."

"Can the sun make me live longer? The nurse aunt said that as long as the sun is still there, life will last forever." He looked at me with his big eyes and asked, "Brother, is this sentence true? ?"

His words left me a little unsure of what to say.This child is a sick child...

I was so speechless that I really wanted to tell him that the lifespan of the sun cannot be compared with the life of a person, but I have to say, did this child have other wrong thinking about life in his heart.

At this time, he pointed at the blue sky again and smiled innocently, "Brother, is this a floating sea? I like the sea very much, but my father and mother don't have time to watch the sea with me. They say this is a floating ocean. It can be seen every day, but the flowing sea is hidden in a mysterious place, and it is said that only those who go to another world can see it."

He had a smile on his face, but I couldn't hear it.

I really want to comfort him, but I can't say anything, as if I can't help but want to cry once I speak.

This child is very poor.

"Brother, why are your eyes red? The nurse said it was a sign of crying. Is my brother going to cry?"

He looked at me so innocently, and I was a little embarrassed in those eyes.

I tried my best to smile, "I didn't cry, that's what cowardly people do. I just got sand in my eyes, and it hurts..."

"Then let me blow it to my brother, it should make me feel better."

After he finished speaking, he blew into my eyes, and some coolness sprinkled around my eyes.

I don't know whether it was what he said earlier that aroused my emotion or some resonance in my heart. I suddenly felt that life was really too precious.

"Brother, I..."

"Baby!" The voice of a woman shouting in the distance made me turn my gaze.

Running towards me was a somewhat bloated woman, her face was full of worry and anxiety, and her forehead was sweating.

The boy was hugged by this woman, and she looked at me warily.

I'm a little embarrassed, should I explain?

The boy turned his head from the woman's arms and said to the woman, "Mom, this brother is not a bad person. He accompanied me to watch the sea."

As soon as he spoke, the woman looked at me with kindness.It is a mother's nature to protect children, and it is normal for her to think that I am a bad person.

She smiled at me embarrassedly, looked at the boy, "baby, didn't mom tell you not to run out of the ward?"

He felt aggrieved and said, "I know, but it's so boring in the ward, I want to come out and watch the sea."

His words made the woman's eyes flash with sadness, and she hugged the boy tightly, "When the baby recovers, mother will watch the sea with you every day."

"Then when will I be in good health?"

The woman's expression was a little unnatural, but she still smiled and said, "There will be a day, as long as the baby listens to the doctor's uncle and the nurse's auntie."

"Really?" He didn't believe it, probably, the woman told him many times.He looked at me and asked, "Brother, as long as I am obedient, will my health be fine?"

The woman looked at me with pleading eyes, and I knew what she meant, but looking at his innocent appearance, I really felt that I couldn't tell a lie.

but I……

"Yes, it will be fine if you obey."

I said without changing my face, looked into his eyes, and felt very depressed in my heart.

White lies, even if they are told, are uncomfortable.

I think this child will be very sad if he knows that this is a lie.

"Then when I'm well, brother will accompany me to see the flowing sea?" He opened his eyes expectantly and looked at me with a simple smile on his face.

I forced a smile on my face and nodded to him.

It felt like a foreign body was stuffed in my throat, and I couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

"We pull the hook."

He raised his little finger, I hesitated, and raised my hand too.

When my hand touched his little finger, there was sadness in my heart, and I tried to smile, lest I feel like crying.

The woman's eyes turned red when she saw our scene.

Seeing her like this, I couldn't help empathizing and wanted to cry, so I hurriedly withdrew my hand and controlled my voice, "...Actually, I...have something to do, so I'll leave first, you and your mother can continue to watch the sea. "

"Well, brother, go to work, bye."

He waved to me, smiling innocently.

I gave him a uncomfortable look, turned around and left, every step I took was with a heavy heart.

My child, I hope that one day you can really go to see the sea. I will accompany you when I have a chance, but I’m afraid I don’t know when it will be.

The cold liquid slid across my cheek and hit the tiled floor with a whine.

I went back to the room, closed the door and cried uncontrollably.

I don't know if it's because I suppressed too much pain, I want to cry, so I shouldn't store too much sadness.

The author has something to say: This article may be a bit boring, and I don’t know why I wanted to write this scene in the first place