"It's okay, it will be done soon." Shen Yi is making sweet and sour pork ribs, and Ye Wanwan likes to eat what he makes.
Seeing this, Song Ziyi said nothing more and continued to prepare the dishes she wanted to make.
Shen Yi quickly prepared the dishes and came out of the kitchen and went to Ye Wanwan. Ye Wanwan seemed very happy and was smiling all the time, but the fatigue on her face could not be concealed.
Shen Yi looked very distressed. He sat down next to Ye Wanwan and asked softly, "Are you tired?"
Ye Wanwan shook her head at Shen Yi.
But Shen Yi knew that Ye Wanwan was just holding on. He held Ye Wanwan's thin hand and gently rubbed it. His eyes were full of unbearability, "Dinner is almost ready, we can eat it soon."
"Yeah." Ye Wanwan leaned on Shen Yi's shoulder, breathing a little quickly.
By seven o'clock, everyone had prepared their own dishes, and the group sat down at the dining table.
In fact, this is the first time that so many of them have celebrated the New Year together. The reason is that Ye Wanwan's health is getting worse and worse, and they all want to spend more time with Ye Wanwan.
…
The day Ye Wanwan left came suddenly.
At night, as soon as the person in his arms reacted, Shen Yi woke up quickly.
"Wanwan." Shen Yi shouted softly, and then quickly turned on the bedside lamp.
The sudden light made Shen Yi's eyes feel a little uncomfortable, but he ignored the discomfort and focused all his attention on the short-breathing person on the bed.
Ye Wanwan didn't seem to have fully woken up in bed. It was just because her breathing was not smooth. Her body was instinctively breathing hard, and her brows were slightly furrowed. She was obviously uncomfortable.
"Wanwan, why don't you feel good?" Shen Yi carefully put her into his arms and stroked her chest, trying to make her feel better.
Ye Wanwan opened her eyes drowsily. When she looked at Shen Yi, her eyes were filled with tears, so that the person in front of her became blurry. Ye Wanwan was confused and didn't know what this was. The dream is still real.
"Shen Yi~" Ye Wanwan's voice was very soft. In a daze, she was not even sure whether she had made a sound, but tears had already fallen from her eyes. Ye Wanwan reached out her hand, wanting to touch Shen Yi. .
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" This was not the first time that Ye Wanwan felt uncomfortable at night. Shen Yi asked pretending to be calm, but there was some unconcealable worry in his voice.
"Shen Yi~" Ye Wanwan seemed not to hear, and continued to shout, one after another.
"Wanwan!" Shen Yi frowned tightly. It was normal for Ye Wanwan to feel unwell recently, but tonight's state was obviously not right.
"Shen Yi, I want to eat candy." Ye Wanwan cried.
"What?" Shen Yi was stunned for a moment, as if he heard wrongly.
"Shen Yi, I, I want to eat sweets." Ye Wanwan grabbed Shen Yi hard with her hand and repeated again.
"Sugar? What kind of sugar?" Shen Yi's mind went blank, but he still subconsciously asked Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan opened her mouth several times to speak, but was choked by her cries. Finally, she stumbled and said: "I, the first time we met, the candy you gave me when we first met. ,I, I want to eat that candy..."
At that moment, Shen Yi stared blankly at Ye Wanwan, memories flooding back.