"Yes, yes, I understand! I understand very well!" Lu Xiaoxiao smiled brightly. There were stars and sea in her beautiful eyes, which made it impossible to sink into them.
Ye Feifei laughed along with her, but after a while, she said, "Are you still worried that your grandpa knows about this?"
"Well, I'm afraid grandpa won't be able to bear it. The teacher said that it's very sad for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person to someone else. I don't want grandpa to be sad." Lu Xiaoxiao answered honestly.
Ye Feifei pressed Lu Xiaoxiao's head and said seriously: "'Lu Xiaoxiao, you should know that grandpa is a very smart person. You can't hide it from him."
"Well, I know. Just like I originally thought I could hide it from you, but in the end you still knew it. It's still useless for me. I have tried very hard, but I can't hide my illness." Lu Xiaoxiao said slouching.
I lowered my head with guilt.
"Good boy, you can't hide this kind of thing. If you tell us earlier, we will have a chance to treat you."
"Well... I'll try not to hide anything from now on. Grandpa, Mommy, tell me. I don't want grandpa to listen to me. I'm afraid I'll burst into tears." Lu Xiaoxiao hugged Ye Feifei's arm and said seriously.
explain.
Ye Feifei nodded and pressed a kiss on Lu Xiaoxiao's face.
After that, Ye Feifei left the hospital alone. She was going to the Lu family's old house, and no one else could coax him from Mr. Lu's side.
"Feifei, why are you here? I heard that you met Xiao Ling, but he lost his memory. What happened?" Mr. Lu was pruning flowers and plants in the garden. When he saw Ye Feifei coming in, he asked with concern.
Ye Feifei glanced at the old housekeeper, and after the old housekeeper left, she stepped forward and said, "I will tell you about Xiao Ling slowly. What I want to say now is Lu Xiaoxiao, so you must be mentally prepared.
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"What do you mean? What happened to the little girl? Was she bullied or had a tantrum? This child was spoiled by me. Don't be angry. Teach her well and she will grow up." Mr. Lu held the scissors in his hand.
Trembling slightly.
He could actually guess what Ye Feifei was telling him. Last night he had an extremely real dream. In the dream, Lu Xiaoxiao was wearing a hospital gown and told him that she wanted to live. He cried for a long time in the dream.
, I woke up and found that my pillow was still a little wet.
This kind of dream is too real, so it is not something he thinks about every day or dreams about at night, but a reminder for him.
Ye Feifei noticed Mr. Lu's hand, she walked over with a calm expression, took the old man's scissors and put them aside, and then said, "Lu Xiaoxiao is sick, and the situation is not optimistic."
Mr. Lu's heart twitched suddenly. He had guessed it. He had guessed it all along. But he didn't expect that Ye Feifei would tell him.
"Lu Xiaoxiao is a good child. After she knew that she was sick, she used many methods to hide it from us. She said that she was most afraid of us being sad. Dad, if you want her to go away safely, don't torture yourself with this!"
Ye Feifei's heart ached when she saw Mr. Lu's frown.
After all, no one could let go of Lu Xiaoxiao, what a good child, how could he get sick just because he said he was sick?
"I understand. How long will that child have?" Mr. Lu's voice was choked with sobs. Although he tried his best to stay calm, Ye Feifei could still see his sadness.
"Half a year, assuming the situation is optimistic." Ye Feifei answered.