Mrs. Xie slowly opened her tired eyes and looked at Xie Jinyan weakly, "Xiao Su... Xiao Su... Feng'er, Feng'er..."
Her eyes were almost unfocused. She stretched out her hands casually, held Xie Jinyan's hand tightly, and murmured, "Feng'er... you are Feng'er's..."
"My Feng'er..."
Xie Jinyan was shocked, "Mom, Mom, what's wrong with you? Who is your Feng'er?"
His heart suddenly tightened. Could it be that his mother had some love history in the past? Did he give birth to a baby behind his back?
Or did he not know that before he was born, his mother had a child? Maybe it was a sister?
Did your sister die in infancy?
Countless terrifying and miserable thoughts flashed through Xie Jinyan's mind.
He couldn't help but come up with dozens of episodes of the bloody life TV series shown at 8 o'clock.
He even began to feel a little lucky that his dad was not here... If mom really carried any secrets, and dad and mom had been in love all their lives, it would definitely be painful and sad to hear mom's words...
Fortunately, it was him who heard it, not Dad.
He just let out a breath, but before his heart could completely relax, it suddenly clenched again. What did he hear?
"Feng'er, I miss you so much."
Xie Jinyan: "..."
Charlene Lee was also stunned, "Godmother, who is Feng'er?"
Mrs. Xie's groggy consciousness gradually returned. She stared at the ceiling above her head for a while before she regained her composure.
She felt sore and painful all over her body, and her stomach felt uncomfortable for a while. The discomfort made her almost gag, but she held it back.
With a splitting headache, she raised her heavy arm and gently pressed her fingers on her temples to rub them.
Seeing Mrs. Xie's painful expression, Xie Jinyan quickly stretched out his hand to help her rub her temples, "Mom, do you have a headache?"
"Well -" Mrs. Xie sighed comfortably, "I feel uncomfortable all over."
After hearing Mrs. Xie's answer, Xie Jinyan was sure that his mother was really awake.
He glanced at her cautiously, "Mom, you were calling Feng'er just now. Who is Feng'er?"
"Feng'er..." Mrs. Xie's heart twitched hard, and the pain swept through her like a tornado again. "She... is my former best friend."
Her eyes were scarlet, and tears slowly fell from her eyes, seeping into her hair along the corners of her eyes.
"Godmother, why are you crying?" Li Zhuoyan looked worriedly at Mrs. Xie's haggard and weak face, "If you miss her, I can call her for you and ask her to come and visit you."
“It’s impossible…” Mrs.
I forgot about it."
She remembered, she remembered everything.
Thinking of the years when she was young, those beautiful memories, and the moment when Cheng Jinfeng passed away, her heart ached to the point of almost convulsing.
"Feng'er..."
She was still so young and in her prime, why did she die?
Mrs. Xie's soft sobs were more heart-wrenching than crying loudly.
Xie Jinyan was stunned after hearing what she said.
Mother's best friend?
died?
It turned out that it was not a bloody drama that he automatically imagined, and he figured out Feng'er's identity.
Xie Jinyan was still in a heavy mood.
Reminding my mother of the unpleasant past does not seem to be something to be happy about.
Charlene Lee lovingly grabbed a few tissues to wipe Mrs. Xie's tears, "Godmother, most of your poison has been cured. The most important thing for you now is to take good care of your health. If Aunt Feng'er is alive in heaven, she will definitely
I also want you to get better soon. When you get better, let’s go to worship her together, okay?”
Mrs. Xie's eyes suddenly lit up. She held Li Zhuoyan's hand tightly, almost using all her strength, "Yanyan, you are right, you are right, I want to get better soon, I want to see you
Feng'er."
As she spoke, her tears welled up again, like water from a lake bursting its banks.
How stupid and stupid she must be to have forgotten her best friend for so many years.
Many times, she only remembered that she once had a good friend, but she had completely forgotten who her good friend was, what her name was, and what she looked like.
She tried to remember, but her head hurt when she thought about it.
In the end I had to give up.
She cried sadly for a while, then fell asleep again while crying.
Helping Mrs. Xie to tuck herself into bed, Li Zhuoyan snuggled into Xie Jinyan's arms and put her face on his chest, "My godmother must be very sad."
"There's nothing you can do about being sad. You can't come back to life after death." Xie Jinyan hugged her tightly, "Yanyan, promise me that no matter what happens, you will never leave me, okay?"
"Definitely!" Charlene Lee narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled innocently, "How could I be willing to leave you?"
The two of them did not dare to speak too loudly for fear of disturbing Mrs. Xie.
As she talked, Charlene Lee closed her eyes unknowingly and fell asleep in the man's arms.
Xie Jinyan laid her flat on the sofa and covered her with a thin blanket. Then he sat next to her and closed his eyes while looking at her peaceful sleeping face.
*
The next day.
When I woke up early in the morning, there were snowflakes floating in the sky. The Chinese New Year would be here in a few days. The weather was extremely cold, the north wind was blowing, and a black car was driving among the fine snowflakes.
Ruan Su made some soup and a few side dishes with her own hands, preparing to send them to the hospital.
Bo Xingzhi sat next to her, looking at the snowflakes outside the window, "It's time to buy some New Year's goods. In the past years, when grandpa was still here, we would always be very lively during the New Year, and we would go back to the old house together."
A trace of fascination appeared in his eyes. Dumplings were also made in the old house. Ruan Su usually mixed the fillings and made the dumpling wrappers himself, and his grandfather would help make the dumplings.
Ruan Su knew what he was thinking by looking at his expression, "If you want to eat dumplings, I will make them tonight. I remember that grandpa likes dumplings in the shape of ingots the most, so I will make him a bowl at that time."
"Okay. I'll help you." Bo Xingzhi's eyes flashed with emotion, and Kurosawa's eyes stared at Ruan Su like stars.
He couldn't help but reach out and hold her hand.
While talking, we arrived at the hospital.
I got off the car and came to the ward. It was quiet inside. Xie Jinyan and Li Zhuoyan were not there. Mrs. Xie seemed to have just woken up and was struggling to sit up on her own.
But her body was too weak, and she tried several times without success.
Ruan Su pushed the door open and happened to see this scene. He quickly handed the lunch box in his hand to Bo Xingzhi, and then helped Mrs. Xie up.
"Sister, how are you?"
Mrs. Xie felt her hands supporting her body. She stiffened and looked at Ruan Su fiercely.
As if she was seeing Ruan Su for the first time, she looked at her carefully and stared at her.
He looked at it very carefully, as if he had never seen Ruan Su before.
Her strange appearance made Ruan Su's heart skip a beat. Could it be that toxins had invaded the brain? Is my sister stupid?
Are there any sequelae?
She was secretly guessing when she suddenly heard Mrs. Xie say, "Xiao Su... you and your mother look really alike."
Ruan Su's whole body was struck like thunder, her brows jumped slightly, and she looked at Mrs. Xie in disbelief, "Sister, what did you just say?"
Mrs. Xie showed a pale smile, as if speaking took a lot of energy from her.
"Maybe you don't know yet? I used to be best friends with your mother, Cheng Jinfeng, and Wenzheng. Have you met her, Wenzheng?"
Mrs. Xie's haggard face looked confused and lost, "I have forgotten your mother for so many years. Wenzheng must look down on me and hate me."
The tip of Ruan Su's nose felt sour, and she suddenly didn't know what to say.
Her relationship with the Xie family and Li Zhuoyan was unusual. She had long known about Mrs. Xie's hypnosis from Xie Yuan's mouth.
But... what is Mrs. Xie now?
Hypnosis released?
"Aunt Wenzheng will definitely not do it, and my mother will not blame you." Ruan Su said softly, "Sister, thank you for always keeping my mother in your heart. I am very touched."
"Xiao Su, I am not a qualified friend. I have forgotten her after so many years..." Mrs.
I will never have her in my life again, and my heart aches so much."
"Sister, don't think so, don't blame yourself so much, it has nothing to do with you." Ruan Su held her hand, "Everything was an accident. You might have been too sad back then, so you had selective amnesia."
She did not dare to say anything about Mrs.
At this time, Xie Jinyan and Li Zhuoyan came back from washing up in the public toilet outside. When they went out, Mrs. Xie was not awake yet.
She was afraid that washing in the bathroom in the ward would wake her up, so they went out after discussing it.
I didn't expect to find this weird atmosphere in the ward when I came back.
Xie Jinyan was startled, "Mom, why are you crying again?"
"Crying is also a way of releasing emotions." Ruan Su patted the back of Mrs.
It’s better to live a good life, you still need to take care of Yanyan and Ayan’s marriage!”
Mrs. Xie nodded and said more slowly, "You are right. Xiao Su, I'm sorry for your sister. She was only a few years old and she passed away. She was still so young... If she is still alive, she should be the same as Yanyan
Big."
When Li Zhuoyan heard Mrs. Xie's words, her heart beat violently. She didn't know why, but a terrible thought suddenly appeared in her mind.
Sister... In the memory she recovered, she had a sister. Although the sister at the time was just a little girl, but...
She suppressed her racing heart and looked at Ruan Su. Could it be true?
I like Mrs. Bo and her waistcoat was stripped off again today.