"What's going on with you? Why did it take you so long?"
Outside the Fang family's yard, Tang Nan asked, "How many people arrived at noon today, and it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon. She thought they were just here to meet each other, but she didn't expect to stay for so long."
As for Lao Wang and Zhao Lei, it doesn't matter to them. They are not working anywhere. Anyway, they are paid and they are happy and relaxed.
As for Da Huang, Fang Junhai is in the house at the moment.
Fang Junhai called his father and asked him to come back. Su Qing and others also ate here, but Su Qing knew that this was probably Fang Junhai's last meal, so they took a few bites and went out.
Waiting for the results.
After all, Su Qing had promised the other party to take him out for a walk, but whether he could go out would depend on whether Fang Junhai could convince his parents.
After all, he knows that the other person doesn’t have much time left, and others don’t know. What if something happens and the other person’s parents feel that it is his responsibility?
"Wait a moment, I'm here to see him off, hurry up!" Su Qing looked in the direction of the yard and whispered.
To be honest, it was precisely because he knew so much that he felt uncomfortable.
Hearing this, Tang Nan couldn't help but sigh, then glanced in the direction of the two people behind him and said helplessly: "Why did he give you his girlfriend's relics? Don't you keep it as a souvenir for yourself?"
At this time, Xiao Zhao was holding a cardboard box with several relics inside.
Hearing this, Su Qing turned around and looked at her as if she were a fool: "Maybe he thinks I am her classmate. Besides, he knows that if he is gone, no one will remember her."
Tang Nan slapped his forehead and felt a little annoyed. Yes, a dying person needs something to commemorate. Memorials are nothing more than reserved for the living, and Fang Junhai has no need for them anymore.
On the other side, at Fang Junhai's house, a family of four was sitting together. Fang Junhai was leaning on the bed, his mental state was already a little sluggish, and Fang Junhai's father also rushed back.
"Dad, Mom, sister, I've said everything I need to say. I want to see if it's okay? I'm really dying. I don't want to be at home all the time." Fang Junhai leaned against the bed and said with a chuckle.
There was a trace of regret and reluctance, but he still wanted to go out.
Firstly, he really didn't want to be at home and let his parents watch him leave. Secondly, he had asked his family to sell the house and he really didn't want to die in his hometown house anymore.
Hearing this, Fang's mother suddenly shook her head excitedly: "Son, no, you are not in good health, let's not go out, okay?"
"Mom, I'm not lying. I really don't have much time. I can feel it. I..."
"Nonsense, you're fine, you're fine, can mom lie to you? You'll be fine." As she said that, Fang's mother's eyes turned red, and tears fell one by one. Even Fang Mei was holding her hand.
The younger brother shook his head repeatedly: "Xiao Hai, it's okay, don't talk nonsense, let's take good care of ourselves, okay?"
In fact, both of them knew the result, but no one wanted to believe it. Death was terrible, but what was more terrible than death was waiting for death.
He knew the outcome but was unable to change it. In the end, he had to deceive himself and others. This is why Su Qing took Tang Nan and others out to wait.
Firstly, it would be inappropriate for outsiders to disturb the family's final gathering, and secondly, this scene is indeed heart-wrenching.
When Fang Junhai said the request to him, the narrator reminded him what the other party was going to do.
Facing the cries of his mother and sister, Fang Junhai did not reply, but silently looked at his father.
"Dad, the doctor has said that I will definitely not survive this month, I."
Fang Wenqiang, the head of the family, looked at his son with red eyes, but he didn't do it like a daughter-in-law. Men have their own choices. Besides, he knew that his son was right. The doctor had already made a conclusion, but it was just like this.
One day, it was still hard for him to accept it, and he also saw that something was wrong with his son's condition.
"Son, dad is useless, dad."
"Dad!!" Fang Junhai raised his voice, and then continued: "It's not your fault, it's my own failure. Don't blame yourself. You, my mother, and my sister have done enough for me. It's me."
s reason."
In response to this, Fang Wenqiang, an old man over fifty years old, raised his head, held back his tears, took a deep breath and said to his wife and daughter: "Since Xiaohai wants to go out, let's go out and have a look, Xiaomei, go and check it out."
Find Xiaohai’s clothes and dress them up!”
"Dad~"
"Go for it!"
Hearing this, Fang Mei wiped the tears on her face carelessly and turned around to get her clothes, leaving Fang Mu holding her son's hand unwilling to let go.
"Dad, do you have a cigarette? I want to smoke!"
"There are cigarettes!" Fang Wenqiang couldn't help but smile with red eyes when he heard this. He took out half a pack of Baitashan from his pocket and handed it over.
It was past six o'clock in a flash, and the narrator reminded him that there was less than an hour left.
Just when Tang Nan was getting a little impatient, the four members of the Fang family all changed and washed their clothes and walked out.
Fang Junhai was being pushed in a wheelchair, with a blanket covering his legs. There was a hint of the setting sun hanging on the horizon in the distance. The sunlight was very soft, but it was a bit dazzling to him, but there was something on Fang Junhai's face.
A little excited, he couldn't remember how long it had been since he came out.
Soon a family of four came out. They were all laughing, but except for Fang Junhai, the other three smiled a little reluctantly.
"Brother Su, please excuse me," Fang Wenqiang said, bowing slightly to express his gratitude. He already knew the agreement between Su Qing and his son.
After all, it is already a huge favor for someone who is not a relative to come and give his son a ride under such circumstances.
"You're welcome, you should be," Su Qing said calmly. Tang Nan was a little confused and didn't know what was going on.
"Dad, Mom, sister, you can send them here," Fang Junhai said, but he didn't say the rest. After all, even he didn't want to watch his parents send him away.
Hearing this, Fang Wenqiang pushed his son out. Su Qing took the wheelchair and nodded.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Fang Junhai looked at the three closest relatives around him, took one last look, smiled reluctantly, and then nodded to him.
Su Qing pushed him to leave. Fang's mother wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Fang Wenqiang: "Let him go by himself. Xiaohai just doesn't want to look at us sad before leaving. Don't go forward and just follow behind."
good."
In response to this, Fang's mother and Fang Mei did not come forward, but just nodded.
On the other side, Su Qing pushed Fang Junhai and walked for two minutes. Fang Junhai spoke with a hint of relief in his tone: "It's so free~ It's so good! Su Qing, you know, I am actually very envious of you, or maybe I'm jealous.
"
"Why?" Su Qing laughed.
"Because my youth is too dull and too short. As for you, you are dazzling and a legend. You have been to many places and have a long road ahead. I am afraid I can only stay today. Do you know?
There is a full volume of her diary that is related to you, and the rest is her life. The two stuffed toys and the half-knitted scarf in it are also prepared for you. I am so envious!
Today's sunset is so beautiful, just like the day he and I first met. If only she were still here, I would have looked twice before." Fang Junhai looked at the sunset on the horizon, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
In response, Su Qing shook her head and replied: "Youth is not over, you will always be in your prime.
People cannot have youth and the feeling of youth at the same time. That sunset that I can still think of many years later may not be that beautiful, but I feel it is quite unforgettable for some reason.
After all, the review is always written after the review, isn’t it?”
"Yes, do you want to smoke? My dad gave it to me!"
"OK!"
With a popping sound, a bunch of flames shot up and two cigarettes were lit.
"It's so quiet, Su Qing"
"Well, tell me!"
"Help me thank those netizens who helped me contact you online, thank them."
"It's too troublesome, how about you do it yourself!"