Chapter 5392: Never Wake Up Again
"Are you okay?"
Orange's eyebrows showed a bit of worry.
I haven't eaten in such a long time...
Is it actually okay?
Isn't it because you are too hungry that you don't feel anything?
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"Does the baby want to eat anything?"
the child's father asked.
"Dad will buy it for you."
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"Grandma made porridge for you!"
Orange looked like she was remembering something.
She stood up and took the thermos bucket from the table next to her.
"It's your favorite preserved egg and lean meat porridge."
"Eat something and then sleep, okay?"
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Orange opened the lid of the thermos bucket.
The aroma of the food comes out with the steam.
"Do you smell it?"
Orange smiled, "It smells delicious."
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The child blinked a little sluggishly.
She nodded.
If her mother wants her to eat, she will eat.
and……
Smelling the aroma of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, she seemed to be a little hungry.
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After eating a bowl of porridge, the child's appetite was a little whetted.
The child thinks about what he wants to eat.
"Maple leaf crisp."
"The maple leaf cake that Aunt Huahua brought last time was delicious."
The child grinned.
Moreover, the delicate maple leaf cake is exactly the same as the maple leaf in her hand.
Just looking at it made her happy.
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"Maple leaf cake?"
The child's father nodded.
"I'll buy it."
Orange told him that her sister's family owned a teahouse.
Every time I come to the hospital to see my child, the snacks she brings are homemade snacks from her teahouse.
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"Um."
Orange nodded.
What the child's father did was exactly what she wanted.
They have no control over what their children wish for.
I could only ask my sister and her son Xiao Xiao for help again and again.
But as for the snacks...
They can solve it themselves.
Call my sister again and ask her to deliver it...
They also don’t know how to write the word polite.
My sister has already helped them and helped the children a lot.
They can't keep bothering their sister.
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"Go to sleep."
Orange gently touched the child's face.
"When you wake up, there will be maple leaf cake to eat."
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"Um."
The child responded vaguely.
A soft smile appeared on his face.
"Mother….."
The child held himself up and did not let himself fall asleep.
Eyes hazy.
"Do you and dad like the gift I gave you?"
The child struggles to see his mother's face clearly.
…
Orange smiled.
"like."
“I like it very much.”
"This is the baby's first gift to his parents."
"Mom and dad are so happy."
"Mom and dad will keep it well."
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"……Baby."
Orange lowered her voice a little more.
The child's eyes have been closed.
Only the slightly trembling eyelids showed that the child was still fighting against sleepiness.
"Mom and dad are very greedy."
"I just received my baby's first gift today..."
"Mom and dad are already looking forward to what the baby's second gift will be to mom and dad..."
"Baby……"
Can……
Let them receive a second gift from the baby?
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The child's breathing is shallow and even.
Already sound asleep.
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Orange smiled slightly.
She reached out and gently trimmed the child's hair.
The child was still holding his own maple leaf tightly in his hand.
She carefully avoided Maple Leaf and put the child's hand into the quilt.
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After staring at the child for a while, Orange sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed.
She raised the maple leaf that the child gave her.
"……it's beautiful."
…
"yes."
The child's father nodded.
"Much more delicate than any maple leaf I've seen in the past."
"They must be leaves picked from a very good and beautiful maple tree."
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"Um."
Orange nodded slightly.
"Which maple tree is it?"
Orange murmured.
The maple leaves turned red so early...
It stands to reason...
A maple tree like this should have become an internet celebrity maple tree long ago.
But it didn't.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been troubled for so long.
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The child's father shook his head.
He was naturally curious about where the red maple leaves came from.
But not that curious.
From the past to the present, the most important thing has always been his children.
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The child's father set off to the teahouse at dawn to buy the tea cakes that the child wanted to eat.
Orange looked at the child.
There was a sound of opening the door.
The old man at home brought thick and soft white porridge early in the morning.
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Everything seems to be normal.
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The child's smile yesterday and the gifts the child gave to his parents made Orange and the child's father relax a little.
There were also faint smiles on their faces.
They plastic-wrapped the maple leaves given to them by their children and carried them close to their bodies.
This is a gift from their children.
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Every time they see this gift and the red maple leaves, they can't help but laugh.
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Just when they had an inexplicable feeling that things were getting better and everything was moving in a good direction...
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Reality tells them...
No.
They were just immersed in the fantasy world they created...
It's fake.
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When I got the news, the child's father was having a meeting in the company.
He immediately rushed out of the company.
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The child's mother just went out to pour hot water.
The child is asleep.
She knew the child wouldn't wake up so soon...
But I didn't expect...
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The child never woke up.
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The orange almost collapsed.
The child's last moments...
She didn't stay with the child!?
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The doctor comforts the orange.
The child passed away painlessly in his sleep.
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The presence or absence of oranges...
Actually there is no difference.
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The child was on an ordinary afternoon...
He left quietly.
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I didn't say goodbye to my parents.
No words were left.
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Orange cried until her vision went black.
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The child's father hugged the staggering Tangerine.
He took a taxi and rushed to the hospital.
The driver ran a red light along the way.
All fines will be borne by him.
He couldn't wait for the elevator and ran all the way up.
There was a vague pain in the chest.
He was breathing rapidly.
His forehead was covered with sweat.
Very embarrassed.
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All the ups and downs of emotions after hearing Orange's cry and seeing Orange's tears...
Everything seemed to have fallen silent.
…
It's true.
…
The child is really...
left.
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He had a chill all over.
The limbs are stiff.
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He couldn't accept it.
How could it be...
Obviously...
He thought everything was getting better.
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Is he dreaming?
Still such a disgusting nightmare.
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The child's father looked stunned.
There is a constant cry of oranges in my ears.
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Orange and the child's father felt at a loss as to what to do.
A sense of panic that you know what happened but don't want to admit it.
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It's very noisy around.
Their ears are ringing.
Brain pounding.
Can't hear anything.
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Until I saw the child on the hospital bed...
The stagnant flow of time...
This chapter has been completed!