love sinus late

Zhao Yuyan passed away early the next morning.

It was a cloudy morning, the sun was blocked by thick clouds, and the sky was gray and white.

In the ward, the attending doctor and several nurses stood aside.

The doctor was used to the separation of life and death, so he didn't have any expression on his face, but the young nurse was a little sad, wiped her eyes, and comforted Zhao Siqi a few words.

Before leaving, Zhao Yuyan was sober for a short period of time, and she was in a particularly good state of mind. First, she said a few words to her ex-husband, then called Zhao Siqi to go to the bedside, and held his hand, as if she wanted to say a thousand words.

"Little Qi..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Zhao Siqi's eyes became moist.

He raised his face and looked at Zhao Yuyan, whose face was full of red and bright eyes, and he just wanted to cry.

He knew that this was the phenomenon of people returning to life before death.

But Zhao Siqi didn't cry, even though it was very difficult and painful, he never shed a tear in front of Zhao Yuyan from the beginning to the end.

"Mom, I'm here, you say." He tried to look calm.

"I have no chance to meet the boy Xiaoqi likes." Zhao Yuyan's eyes fell on her son's face, and she was not willing to look away for a second.

Zhao Siqi's vision suddenly blurred.

Zhao Yuyan bent her eyes and said softly: "Xiao Qi, don't be sad, mother will leave you sooner or later, but it's a little earlier than expected. Your road is not easy, mother hopes that you will be happy no matter what. , live strong and bravely, okay?"

Zhao Siqi suppressed tears and nodded.

"Your life has just begun..."

The tone is still regretful, for his short life, and for not being able to see the growth trajectory of his son.

Talking a little too much, Zhao Yuyan lay on the hospital bed, took a rest for a while, and then changed into a gentle and relaxed tone: "I hope we, Xiaoqi, can get into a good university and find someone you love and who loves you too."

"Of course, the most important thing is to be healthy and happy."

Zhao Yuyan smiled and closed her eyes, leaving her son with the last words: "Xiaoqi, mom will always be by your side and love you forever."

People who are extremely sad cannot shed tears.Zhao Siqi just kept nodding, and said over and over again with red eyes, don't worry, mom, I will.

This is not the first time that Zhao Siqi has experienced parting from life and death. When the stray cat he picked up as a child died of illness, he knew the meaning of "death".

Death is an eternal parting, and we will never see each other for the rest of our lives.

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Zhao Yuyan's funeral was arranged by Zhao Zhongwei.

After the burial, Zhao Siqi remained in a trance, like a puppet whose wires were stripped.

Maybe life is like this, full of surprises everywhere.The person who was still alive a few days ago has now turned into a handful of ashes, packed in a small urn, and buried in the ground, becoming a thorn in Zhao Siqi's heart.

He locked himself at home alone, didn't speak, and didn't go out.

Sometimes he would hold Zhao Yuyan's portrait and sit in a daze in the room, from early morning to dark.

Zhao Zhongwei was worried about his son's mental state, so he went to stay with him for a few days.

In the evening, the father and son sat at the dining table and ate in silence.Zhao Yuyan's posthumous photo was hung on the wall of the living room. From Zhao Siqi's position, the person in the photo seemed to be staring at her.

Zhao Siqi put down her chopsticks and said to Zhao Zhongwei, "Dad, I'm full."

Zhao Zhongwei glanced at the almost untouched food in his bowl, and said, "I've only eaten a few bites, how can I be full?"

Zhao Siqi didn't respond, he stared blankly at the photos on the wall, as if he didn't hear Zhao Zhongwei's question.

Zhao Zhongwei raised his head, followed his son's line of sight, and couldn't help but sigh.

After a few minutes of silence, he said, "Si Qi, why don't you move to live with me for a while."

Zhao Siqi looked away and shook her head: "No, I want to live here."

"I'm worried about you living alone." Zhao Zhongwei's attitude was a little tough, "I'll talk to your Aunt Chen today and ask her to make room for you to sleep in. Don't be embarrassed, your Aunt Chen understands the situation, no There will be opinions."

Zhao Siqi picked up the chopsticks again and poked the rice in the bowl a few times, "What about your daughter?"

Zhao Zhongwei didn't take it seriously: "How old are they, what's your opinion?"

Zhao Siqi still resisted a little.Zhao Zhongwei then lowered his voice and said earnestly: "I promised your mother that I will take good care of you at least one month before your college entrance examination. When you go to college, find a job, and become independent, I will live wherever you want. Will not interfere."

Zhao Siqi was silent for a few seconds, finally nodded and agreed.

On the first day of moving into Zhao Zhongwei's house, Zhao Siqi felt unwell all over.

Zhao Zhongwei and Chen Yufang treated him very well, and his two half-sisters were also kind and lovely, but when the five of them sat down to eat together, Zhao Siqi felt uncomfortable.

He doesn't belong here, he doesn't fit in this family.

When he was studying in his room at night, he could still hear the happy conversation outside the door, which was mixed with the voices of his two younger sisters calling Dad and Mom.

Hearing these two addresses, Zhao Siqi choked for breath, her throat seemed to be pinched by a pair of invisible hands, and she couldn't breathe.

At this time, he will hate the driver who caused the accident, hate fate, and hate this world.

Of course, what he hated most was himself.

If he hadn't called his mother that afternoon, then she would not have been distracted when crossing the street, and would not have noticed the car rushing out of the intersection.

Thinking of this, Zhao Siqi dropped the pen, her eyes filled with mist, ready to cry at any moment.

After Zhao Yuyan's first seven, Zhao Siqi returned to school to continue her classes.

He didn't come to school for half a month, and the first time he appeared in class, the students were a little surprised when they saw his expression.

Perhaps the head teacher explained his situation to the whole class in advance, and no one came to ask him where he had been and what he had done in the past half month.However, from the pitying and sympathetic eyes of the classmates around her, Zhao Siqi knew that it was well known that she had lost her mother.

During the lunch break at noon, he took a nap on the table.

The shading effect of the classroom curtains was not very good. The glaring sunlight penetrated through the thin fabric and shone on his thin, bloodless face, like a thin white paper.

When he was about to fall asleep, a milky fragrance suddenly wafted in the air.

Zhao Siqi opened her eyes, and at some point there was a cup of coffee on the table, with a post-it note on it——

[Cappuccino with double cream, sweet enough, I hope you will be happier. 】

There is also a big smiling face drawn underneath, which is a bit ugly, but it can be seen that the person who drew it is very serious.

Zhao Siqi touched the cup, it was hot, he immediately turned his head to look behind him, but the seat in the back seat was empty.

I don't know when Gao Chi came and when he left, Zhao Siqi was the only one in the huge classroom.

The lunch break just ended at this time, and the radio station began to play songs, which was "Happy Worship" by Wilber Pan and Angela Chang.There are classmates passing by in the corridor, and everyone is humming this song.

Perhaps happiness is a contagious thing.Holding the cup of coffee, Zhao Siqi tightly and forcefully felt the temperature emanating from it. It was as if a hot air balloon was slowly rising in her chest, warm and full.He picked up the coffee with both hands and took a sip. The sweetness and softness of the foamed milk immediately spread in his mouth, and slowly flowed down the esophagus into the stomach.

I feel a little better.

Zhao Siqi put down the coffee, took a deep breath, and devoted herself to studying again.

During the half month he was away from school, Wen Lingling helped him sort out the test papers of various subjects, and put them on the table neatly and by category. They were as thick as a fingernail, and he had to hurry up to make up for them.

During class in the afternoon, Gao Chi walked into the classroom while yawning.As soon as he sat down, he found a post-it note stuck on the table, which read: 【Thank you for your coffee. 】

There is also a smiling face at the end, which is very round, symmetrical and standard.

Gao Chi smiled, picked up a pen and wrote below: [You're welcome. 】

The tip of the pen paused, and Gao Chi held his chin to think for a while, then continued writing:

【Do you want to go for a drive on the beach together on weekends?The scenery there is very good, suitable for relaxation. 】

After finishing writing, he tapped Zhao Siqi's shoulder and stuck the post-it note on it.

Zhao Siqi turned around, took off the post-it note awkwardly, and after seeing the words on it, he looked at Gao Chi in surprise.

"Going for a drive to the beach?"

Gao Chi nodded: "Well, do you want to go? Just the two of us."

Zhao Siqi tightly squeezed the post-it note in her hand, stared at the writing on it, read it again, and didn't look away for a long time.

"You can change places if you don't want to go to the beach, you decide." Gao Chi said again.

Zhao Siqi lowered her eyes, stuffed the post-it note into the page, and then gently closed it, "Don't change it, let's go to the beach."