I used 300 JPY to catch up with my parents

Fuxi didn't know how long she had been in a coma, but when she woke up, she smelled a strong smell of disinfectant.

She thought, she should be in a hospital or a clinic.

The back of the left hand was swollen, and there was a slight tingling sensation, probably because of the infusion.

It was very quiet around, and there was no sound at all.Fuxi couldn't see, so she guessed that it was the dead of night.

... a little thirsty.

She propped herself up on the hospital bed with her right hand and sat up slowly.

"Fuxi, you're awake." Fu Heihui next to him put down the book in his hand and asked, "Do you want some water?"

No one cares about him.

"Do you need to go to the bathroom? Then I'll call the nurse."

Still no one pays attention to him.

Fu Heihui frowned, and raised his voice: "Fuxi!"

The person on the hospital bed sat quietly, with a pair of lifeless eyes open, like a sculpture.

But Fu Heihui did see her move just now.

"Fuxi, I'm going to call the doctor!"

As soon as Fu Heihui ran to the door of the ward, he bumped into Fu Heisher who was about to walk in.

"What are you doing running so fast?"

Fu Heisher's face was full of exhaustion. He was so busy these two days that he was exhausted mentally and mentally. He didn't have time to shave his beard.

He went through his own connections and Fuxi's connections, and finally found that the only one who could help was Fu Heihui, apart from Kong Shiyu.

Fortunately, the kid agreed to help with the care.

"She seems to be..." Fu Heihui's finger pointing at Fuxi trembled a little, he didn't dare to tell Fu Heisher directly, Fuxi seemed to have turned into a wooden figure who didn't respond, "I called her, but she didn't respond."

Fu Heisher's face sank: "What did you say?"

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

Fuxi's crisp and shy voice came from the ward.

That's right, Fuheshier heard the timidity in her voice.

She was such a strong little ghost before, but she was also afraid of unknown pathological changes.

The more I think about it, the more sad I feel.

"Here it is." Fuhesher said loudly.

"Is anyone here?" Fuxi asked again.

He stared at her blankly, only three meters away, but it seemed to be separated by a dimension.

——Fuxi couldn't hear it anymore.

For a moment, Fuhesher was at a loss.

If he had known it would become like this, he would not have been lazy and read "The Last Leaf" to her with the fewest words. He should have read the longest one, no, the whole novel.

...That turned out to be the last time Fuxi heard his voice.

"Snapped."

Fuxi patted her arm and made a crisp sound.

But she herself heard nothing.

Now she knew she was deaf too.

"Is anyone there?...I can't hear the sound now, if someone is there, just pat me."

She wasn't sure if anyone was there, so she added humorously, "But remember not to slap your face."

A few seconds later, a big hand was gently pressed against her cheek. Fuxi raised her hand, and when she touched the other's fingers and palm lines, she recognized it as Fu Heisher's hand.

"Emotional lines are intricate, and there are countless good lucks. It seems that Shier is right." She hid the timidity in her tone and said casually, "I don't seem to be able to hear it for the time being. I will trouble you to write on my hand in the future." .We don’t understand Braille, so let’s write in Japanese or English.”

Fu Heisher let her hold it, but didn't write.

He didn't know what to write.

What kind of words can comfort Fuxi now, Fuxi who can't taste the taste and can't see or hear.

She seems to be trapped in a shell and forced to isolate herself from the world. No one knows whether it will deteriorate in the future or what will be waiting for her.

"Don't worry, I feel pretty good now... By the way, I'm hungry and want to eat."

There was an itchy feeling in his palm, and he was finally willing to write on it.

【What do you want to eat? 】

Fuheshier wrote very slowly, taking care of her reading speed.

"Longli Fish Porridge and Thick Egg Roast."

In fact, it doesn't matter what you eat, since you can't taste the taste anyway, Fuxi has no appetite, and just wants to use this to divert Fu Heisher's attention.

【it is good. 】

The vending machines in the hospital can buy these foods. Fu Heisher gave Fu Heihui some coins and entrusted him to go out to buy them, and then he continued to sit down and chat with Fuxi.

"Shir, if I can't make it through—"

He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

【Will not. 】

"I mean in case I—"

[There is no chance. 】

Fuxi was silent.

Fu Heisher is rejecting her death, not even willing to imagine it.

He's as stubborn as a child at this point.

……Too.He has always been at the pinnacle of human physical fitness, and he has never been so close to feeling the process of the slow death of life.

But he has to learn to accept it now.

"You have to understand one thing, death is not the end—"

The aroma of roasted eggs hit her face, and then the food stuffed her mouth.

Fu Heisher fed her every meal.

He feeds slowly, but barely gives her time to stop and talk.

Finally he stuffed something into her hand.

"Is it a flower?"

Fuxi touched up the flower stem and found out that it was a sunflower.

"It's actually a sunflower, Shier, will you also send flowers?"

[Bought by Hui. 】

"Is Hui Jun here too?"

A thin hand patted the back of hers lightly, announcing his presence.

"Thank you, Hui-jun."

Fu Heihui has always been a child who seldom gossips, so he also wrote a sentence in Fuxi's palm.

【You need to get better soon. 】

"I..." I might not get better.

There is no way to tell the child.

Fuxi proposed to visit Fu Heihui's mother.

This made Fuheshier a little surprised.

"It's fine if you find it difficult."

【Can. 】

Fu Heisher found a reason to send Fu Heihui home to get things, and took Fuxi to the cemetery where Fu Heihui's mother was.

Every year he finds time to come here alone to sweep the grave, but he never brings Fu Heihui with him.Then sit for a day without saying anything.

"I like sunflowers, I hope Huijun's mother likes you too."

Fuxi put the sunflower in front of the grave.

Fuheshier wrote on her hand: [She will like it. 】

"Really?" Fuxi teased with a smile, "It seems that all beauties have something in common."

[Smelly brat. 】

Hearing him say stinky brat after a long absence, Fuxi recalled the time when they first ventured together—in fact, it was just a few dozen days ago.

They quarreled almost every day, but quickly made up again.

Make a fortune, lose a fortune, make noise, be happy.

Fuxi tilted her head and said, "I used to think that sunflowers were unlucky. I kept looking at the sun but couldn't touch it. But now I realize that I was wrong."

Before Fu Heisher could write, she answered to herself: "Sunshine is the bridge for them to communicate, so the sunflower grows so big and so happy."

"When I go down and meet Huijun's mother, I will tell her that you have raised Huijun very well. You will also be like this in the future, and be a good man and a good father."

Fuxi pressed Fu Heisher's hand, and continued in a gentle but undeniable tone, "One must live on the right path and do meaningful things. You must promise not to change back, because this is the only thing I have. wish."

She rested her chin lightly on his shoulder.

"Please, even—"

This time, she didn't even know his full name, so she passed out regretfully.

She thought to herself, maybe when she wakes up next time, even her perception will disappear, and she will no longer be able to communicate with Fuhesher.

The premise is that she can still wake up.

"Fuxi."

Fu Heisher sniffed Tanfuxi's breath and found that she was still alive, but fell into a coma again.

The cemetery is near the sea, and there are no other people at this point.

Today is sunny and windy.Waves of sea water rushed to the shore in the wind, hit the rocks, and picked up white water vapor.

Fu Heisher turned his head in the mist, looking at the tombstone of his dead wife, the sunflowers were so brilliant that it made people want to cry.

He had a good relationship with her, but she spent too little time with him, and when he was full of enthusiasm for life, she left him unexpectedly.

Now that he has someone he likes again, he starts to feel that life is interesting again, and the person he likes is leaving again.

And it was still in front of his eyes, a little bit worse.

He could not tell whether he was unlucky or they were more unlucky.

Withdrawing his gaze from the tombstone, he landed on the girl in his arms.

She became very thin, thin and slender before, now bony.The doctor said that the various organs in her body were nearly failing, and that she was able to stay awake was entirely supported by willpower.

Fu Heisher bowed his head and kissed her cold forehead.

"I won't let you die."

He picked her up with one hand, held the parasol with the other hand, and walked back slowly.

He recalled the rainy night two days ago.

After sending Fuxi to the hospital for emergency treatment, and after confirming that modern medicine could not intervene, he went to Black Jack again.

He planned to kidnap him, and in a very short time, he had thought of countless ways to make Black Jack bow his head.

But the strange doctor Black Jack is not there.

Sitting there was an old acquaintance Fyodor.

"I am very sympathetic to what happened to you and Miss Fuxi. My sincere prayers may be useful."

Fyodor held the teacup gracefully, admiring his embarrassment after running wildly in the rain.

The two were deadlocked under the eaves, and Fu Heisher's eyes were like knives: "You are courting death."

"Mr. Fuhei, don't you understand? I am the only one who can save Miss Fuxi." Fyodor looked at his slender fingers, "I can spare her pain, or I can ask Black Jack to save him. Alright, We can conclude a bond, if I can't save Miss Fuxi in the end, then I will be buried with her."

Everything that was able to go to the Tokugawa's house empty-handed was not hated by the original owner. Although Fyodor was despicable and shameless, he was really capable.

A killing intent flashed across Fu Heisher's face.

"what do you want to do?"

In fact, it doesn't matter what you do.

He looked down at the black card on the ground. This was the black card drawn by Fuxi to fool him. He dropped it on the ground when he rummaged through his pocket.

On the back was written a line:

【I would like to dedicate all the blessings in the world to you——from Fuxi】

She did it.

She dedicated all the blessings in the world to him.

"Do you mind killing people?" Fyodor asked.

"No." Fu Heisher agreed very simply, "Kill who?"

Fyodor rested his chin, he knew that Fuheshier had promised Fuxi not to do murder, stay away from the garbage dump, and live a good life.

Fu Heisher doesn't kill people, and he does other things equally well. After all, he satisfactorily resolved the regret with Xingji.

But he is willing to return to the garbage dump for the person he likes.

——Human nature is probably the greatest selfishness in the world.

"A middle school student, this is a photo."

The photo dropped by Fyodor happened to cover Fuxi's black card, covering the gentle handwriting.

In the photo, the strange girl has no expression on her face, and the headband on her head reminds Fu Heisher of Fuxi when they first met.

The author says:

I feel very warm...

Thank you to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Hinata Chicheng - 8 bottles of Sato Nishikawa?