He always thinks about her and doesn't want to infect her.
This time Aunt Qiong got sick, and he finally broke down. She felt sorry for him. Looking at Pei Yifeng's thin back, the hand that hugged Lu Zhenyang couldn't help but increase some strength.
Unconsciously, I thought of Hai Yan's book, what to save your and my lover, and she also silently recited in her heart, "What to comfort your and my lover, and what to save your and my children."
Pei Yifeng finished smoking a cigarette, stood there and looked up at the sky, breathed heavily, and then turned around and got into the car.
‘Cough cough…’ After getting in the car, he suddenly started to cough. After coughing twice, he stopped and started to cough again. It was endless. Lu Anyi hurriedly took a tissue and handed it to him.[
Then turn on the hot water cup and "Come on, drink some hot water."
Pei Yifeng took the teacup and took a sip of water. He stopped coughing for a while. Looking at the long queue in front of him, it made people feel even more confused.
"You have been coughing recently, don't smoke cigarettes." Lu Anyi suddenly said to Pei Yifeng.
"Yes." Pei Yifeng nodded and agreed, with a strong nasal sound, he coughed twice after agreeing.
Lu Zhenyang has entered the chemotherapy period, and he is so thin that he is only skin and bones left. After the first chemotherapy, he is lying on the bed, looking at Lu Anyi, and his little hand is holding Lu Anyi's hand weakly.
"Will mom not have such an IV drip next time? I feel uncomfortable."
When Lu Anyi heard this, her eyes were sore and tears almost fell. She had imagined that Lu Zhenyang would not be able to bear chemotherapy. Yes, even an adult could not stand it, let alone a child.
She pinched Lu Zhenyang's little hand tightly with heartache, wishing she could pick up the little man on the bed and hug her tightly in her arms. She was afraid that the child would lose weight like this one day.
The day before New Year's Eve, Lu Anyi and Pei Yifeng took Lu Zhenyang home. They had been busy all day and had a free time. The family of three sat on the balcony and looked out the window.
Before New Year's Eve, firecrackers continued to sound. Pei Yifeng hugged Lu Zhenyang, and Lu Anyi snuggled beside him, looking at the colorful fireworks.
Lu Zhenyang was wearing a blue furry shirt, his head was placed on Pei Yifeng's shoulders, and the hair on his head was gradually losing a lot.
"Mom, I'm over five years old. I'll be six years old in a few months next year. You always say I'm four years old." Lu Zhenyang blamed Lu Anyi in a low voice.
Lu Anyi nodded and looked outside the bed, "Yeah, Yangyang will be six in a few months, and her mother always thinks about when she is four."
Pei Yifeng turned his eyes to Lu Anyi when she heard this. In those four years, she took the child alone. When she came back, the child was exactly four years old, so she always inadvertently said that the child was four years old.
The festive New Year still brings a lot of joy. Lu Zhenyang fell asleep in Pei Yifeng's arms. Lu Anyi brought a thin blanket to him and sat back next to Pei Yifeng.
"Yifeng, will it snow tomorrow?"
Pei Yifeng smiled at Lu Anyi when he heard this, "Snow indicates a good harvest. Isn't it good to have some snow during the Chinese New Year?"
"But I'm going to pick up my grandfather and Aunt Qiong tomorrow morning. I'm afraid it will take a snow to delay the car."
Pei Yifeng shook his head and said, "It's okay."[
The next morning, Zhang Xue and Aunt Yue rushed to Lu Anyi's house, and then Lu Anyi and Pei Yifeng drove to the suburbs to pick up Colonel Pei and Aunt Qiong.