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"Mom, if you can hear me, then I'll say it... It's okay if you didn't hear it... From before to now, I have always felt that you are the best person in my heart, and probably in each of us.

So I feel that as long as you are where you are, I will be happy, and if one day you are gone, I don't know how I will live, and I dare not think about how I will live. So... Don't leave well, even if everyone will slowly leave me in the rest of your life, I hope you are not the first. Otherwise, I really don't have the courage to face the parting in the future...

Ran's mother did not speak.

Nothing happened either.

It's just that the hand is still holding back.

Perhaps an instinct.

The temperature of the palm can also be transmitted to Ran Qiuye's palm.

She could feel some reassurance.

A lot has been said.

Ran Qiuye found that she was just begging her mother not to leave her.

Because I can't accept parting yet.

Besides, this first person was her mother.

She laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I'm selfish, Mom. To this day, I beg you not to leave because I can't accept your departure. How cowardly and selfish. Are you going to blame me? "

There was a long silence.

shook his head.

Ran Qiuye burst into tears with joy.

This was the first time I felt what it was like.

A week later.

Ran Qiuye took them home.

After that rescue.

Everyone also tacitly understood something.

Understand that this disease is like a flood beast.

Treatment is just a drop in the bucket.

Understand that this disease has reached the point where it can take human life at any time.

Ran's mother herself actually felt it for a long time.

Own body.

Always the first to feel it.

Tasteless food.

Unable to fall asleep.

Every bit is a warning from the body.

Sleepless nights.

She even began to think.

If the disease is not found.

Maybe it hadn't consumed her life so quickly.

Now she feels the video life disappearing at a rate.

Seeing Ran Qiuye tearfully begging herself not to be the first to leave her.

In addition to reluctance.

It gives birth to a sadness that has not appeared for many years.

She has always considered herself an incredibly fortunate person.

Whatever happens is a disaster.

You can laugh in any dangerous situation.

However, fate played a big joke.

The final test turned out to be here.

She came out of the rescue room.

The first words were not spoken until the next afternoon.

"Let's go out and walk around. I want to bask in the sun.

"Good."

Father Ran was lying next to the hospital bed.

Bowed his head and mentioned the names of many kinds of food.

Until the end, there was also a patient whisper.

It is a tenderness that Ran's mother has not seen for many years.

She was secretly happy.

The disease also gave her many opportunities to see different loves.

One illness can prove a lot.

She smiled and shook her head.

Then listen one by one.

Finally spoke.

"Don't eat. Anyway, if you eat it, you have to vomit, it's better not to eat it. "

Nope."

Father Ran finally straightened up.

Seriously refuse.

Ran's mother continued to look at him.

Not letting go yet.

Finally, a clever move.

"Let's go out, I want to bask in the sun. By the way, find something to eat outside.

"Can you get out of bed?"

"No one said no."

"I'm going to ask the doctor."

Father Ran turned his head and prepared to leave.

Pulled by a hand.

"If you do, I won't eat. Continue to sleep over. I'm not in the mood to eat anyway. "

Mother Ran played a little trick.

Lie down with your head up.

Father Ran softened.

"Yes..."

He called her name.

I haven't heard her name called for a long time.

Ran's mother also softened her heart.

"Yingcai?"

And then laugh.

Father Ran also felt embarrassed.

Ran's mother also shouted.

"Xiao Dong. I didn't call you that before. "

Hmm."

"I used to call you this very commonplace, I think it is already the least fleshy in this circle, your name is very good to pronounce, not too sticky and sweet, and has some intimate meaning." People don't seem to call you that.

"Hmm. My mother called me Xiaodong, you called me Xiaodong, others called me Teacher Ran, and then it seemed that everyone called me that, Teacher Ran Teacher Ran, in fact, I am not a teacher, and now I am a bad old man who has achieved nothing and can't catch a fish a day.

Ran's mother listened to him describe himself like this.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Is it? Teacher Ran, who is high above, is proud to say that I like your first, Teacher Ran. Now you also feel like you've achieved nothing? "

Stop making fun of me."

Father Ran replied embarrassedly.

"Okay, okay. So do you agree?

Ran Mu asked with a smile and looked up.

"Okay. It doesn't look like you feel uncomfortable. Then let's go. Father

Ran rolled over and found a long coat.

Then the two walked out together.

Not very windy.

Just blow a few strands of hair.

Father Ran wrapped her coat tightly.

Also wear a hat.

Wrap up in a scarf.

Leaking out of the eye.

She brushed her hair.

"It's so strange. No one is wearing that yet. "

You're a patient."

"Don't stress it to me. I want to forget about it for now, I can walk and eat with you, just like a healthy person.

"You're healthy or unhealthy, for me... I love you the same. A

cold sentence.

It made her heart suddenly tremble.

Then he pursed his mouth and was embarrassed.

"But I'm healthy. Can't you love me longer?

"Enough... The extra ... Love you again in the next life.

Can "Ran" be given to me all at once?

Ran Xiaodong turned his head.

Seriously asked.

"How can I give it to you all at once? Such things will not be given all at once.

"Don't let me cure it..."

She looked up and said.

"Nope."

"Let me leave in this way, not with a hairless, skinny, pitiful look, but as it is now."

"I know you don't want to. But we're just getting started, and there's still a long way to go, so don't you just say give up now, okay? "

Not good."

Ran's mother turned her head stubbornly.

"I'm going to give up, Ran Xiaodong, this is to inform you."

Then loosen his scarf.

Take a breath of fresh air.

Finally look around.

Find food in a variety of stalls.

In fact, she didn't have anything to eat.

I can't eat anything at all.

But she always wants to live like a normal person.

I think that's called being alive.

Lying on a white hospital bed does not count.

Drinking all kinds of porridge with different patterns does not count.

Asking people to help themselves with their own lives doesn't count.

Only when you step on the ground.

Walk by yourself to where you want to go.

The husband behind his back has to look at himself.

Instead of secretly crying outside the ward.

The daughter is going to be coquettish under her knees.

Instead of curling up in a small bed next to a hospital bed.