Chapter 57: The Grandma of the Lu Family Dies
"Nuo Nuo, have a drink of water."
I opened my eyes, Wang Ziyi stood in front of me with two bottles of mineral water, holding one bottle in one hand and stretched it in front of me.
I reached out to take the water, took a big sip, and the cool mineral water fell down, and the feeling of turbulence in my stomach finally became overwhelming.
"Okay, let's go."
“Where to play?”
I shook the mineral water in my hand, looked around for a while, and finally looked at the roller skating rink not far away.
"Let's go, just go to that roller skating rink."
Wang Ziyi looked over my gaze, her eyes flashed with excitement, and her feet were eager to try.
"Ha, I've happened to have not been there for a long time, so I probably have become much unfamiliar."
"That happens. My skills are not very good. This time you came to take me. I fell many times for the first time and my knees were bruised."
We walked over with a giggle, not paying any attention to the vicious gaze behind us and the fist that was tightly clamped beside us.
"Zi Ran, what's wrong?"
Lu Zihao walked out of the shop next to him and saw that his sister had a bad look. She came over with a big bag of things to ask.
"Ah? It's okay, I'm just worried about grandma."
Lu Ziran pulled out a far-fetched smile as soon as she turned around. Lu Zihao naturally didn't think much about it. He thought his sister was really worried about her grandmother.
The class was very good this afternoon, but the head teacher came over and called the brother and sister out, saying that their parents called them and asked them to take leave to visit their grandma.
"It's okay, don't grandma survive every time she gets sick? She must be very happy when we go to see grandma this time."
"Um."
Lu Ziran answered absent-mindedly, and she still looked dumbfounded until she got into the car to the hospital.
"Ziran, don't worry, parents are taking care of grandma in the hospital, so there will be no trouble."
Lu Zihao gently held Lu Ziran's shoulders, but the worry in his eyes was full of anxiety. He put his other hand beside him and kept sucking the seat beneath him.
Lu Ziran felt the wetness on her shoulders. She knew that her brother was not as calm as she looked.
The scenery outside the window quickly retreated, and shop after shop, pedestrians in groups of three or three were left behind by cars.
"arrive."
The driver's unemotional voice sounded, pulling back the thoughts of the brother and sister.
"Oh, OK."
Lu Zihao paid the fare and got out of the car with his things. Looking at the tall building in front of him, Lu Zihao felt irritated. He hesitated for a long time, but he still took Lu Ziran in.
As soon as he entered the hospital hall, a chill came, making the hair stand upright on his body. Lu Zihao went up to the third floor with a familiarity, turned left and right to the front of a ward.
"Zi Ran, open the door, I can't open my hand."
Lu Ziran put his hand on the door handle, and with a "click", the door slowly opened. The two of them did not step in immediately, and a thin layer of sweat oozed out of Lu Zihao's palms.
"Son... cough... cough cough, I... this... this is the case in this life. I... I know I... I'm almost out of my way."
They heard grandma's intermittent voice and saw their parents kneeling aside.
"Cough... cough... the only thing I can't rest assured is my grandchildren. You... you must let them read carefully in the future... reading..."
"grandmother!"
Lu Zihao walked in with something in hand, suppressed the tears that were about to pour out of his eyes, and looked at grandma.
The grandmother lying on the bed looked thinner, her eyes were turbid and dull, and her face turned pale. She only moved her head slightly when she heard her grandson whom she was thinking about.
"Come on, come on..."
The old man on the hospital bed raised his skinny arm and looked at Lu Zihao and his sister.
Lu Zihao threw down the things in his hand, walked to his grandmother's bed and knelt down, grabbed his dry hand, and tears could no longer be stopped.
"Grandma, my sister and I are here..."
The big boy, who was about 1.8 meters tall, was crying in a silence, and his broad shoulders were shaking. Lu Ziran bit his lips and stood behind his brother, with a mist in his eyes.
"Okay, okay...all are here..."
The parents on the other side covered their mouths and dared not cry, and their eyes were all looking at the old man on the bed.
"Okay, come, come..."
The old man looked at his only son and grandchildren, his muddy eyes flashed by, and his lips touched him a few times, showing a satisfied smile.
Lu Zihao grabbed grandma's hand, and the temperature on his body dropped little by little, and it was endlessly cold, which was a trace of coldness that was desperately rushing into it, and the coldness that was cold, so cold that it was so cold.
"grandmother……"
Without heart-wrenching shouting, Lu Zihao just shouted at grandma in a very low voice.
"mom!"
Chapter completed!