Xu Qianxi's heart seemed to be stinging in an instant, and she opened her mouth slightly to take a breath.

The picture in front of me suddenly switched to a strange environment.

In the long hospital corridor, people come in and leave every day.

As long as she finishes class, she will be taken to the hospital and accompany her mother who is undergoing chemotherapy.

Mom is sick.

It hurts every day, and my hair falls out, and I always wear a white knitted hat.

Dad turned down all the work, took her and her brother, and stayed by his mother every day, encouraging her, hoping that she could fight the disease strongly.

But my mother still felt very painful. Sometimes she couldn't bear the pain. She would grab her father's arm and bite it and bleed. Not only would her father not get angry, but she would also gently carry her into her arms and tell her it's okay.

The eleven-year-old Xu Qianxi didn't know what the end-stage cancer meant. She naively thought that as long as they were with her mother, her mother would definitely survive.

Until one time, she sneaked to the door of the ward alone, trying to surprise her mother, but she heard her mother crying loudly, asking her father to agree to her give up treatment. She really couldn't stand it.

Death becomes a kind of relief.

It was also from that time that Xu Qianxi began to understand that her mother might never be well.

She tried hard to persevere every day just to accompany them for more time so that they could have enough psychological expectations to accept her departure.

For the last time before my mother left, their house seemed to be immersed in an indispelled low pressure.

Dad always cried secretly after his mother fell asleep.

But he had to pretend to be strong in front of her and her brother, and told them over and over again that my mother would definitely get better.

Although Xu Qianxi was young, she could feel that her father was even more reluctant to part with his mother than them and was even more sad than them.

In order not to worry her parents, she always smiles in front of others, like an innocent and ignorant child.

Until that day in the hospital, she saw a little brother crying sadly.

The little brother was surrounded by people, but he stood by the wall, and his lonely back seemed to be forgotten in a corner of the world. No one could get close to him or warm him.

Xu Qianxi didn't know what was going on at that time, and only heard people around him talking.

"What a pity."

"It's so miserable."

"It is said that fate is determined by heaven, but no one can do it."

"If people say nothing, they will disappear. This orphan and widowed mother will be sad in the future."

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Xu Qianxi doesn't like to hear such words, because during the time her mother was hospitalized, she could hear these kinds of sympathetic words every day, such as-

"What's the use of having money? Isn't it because I have no life to enjoy my happiness."

"I passed away at a young age. When the time comes, my husband will marry another wife, I'm afraid I won't even remember her appearance."

"You're young, it doesn't matter whether you remember your appearance or not. It's a blessing to stop abusing her children."

"You say that, the two children are quite pitiful..."

Every time Xu Qianxi hears this, she feels very angry.

Her mother is not dead yet.

Her father loves her mother very much. Even if she marrys someone else in the future, she will never forget her mother's appearance.

She has her parents and brother who loves her, and she is not pitiful either...

But even if she said these words, no one would pay attention to them. Instead, she would get a painful sentence: "I'm afraid this child is not so excited because her mother has been stimulating."

Xu Qianxi dislikes the so-called "compassion" of ignoring the pain of the person involved and spreading salt on other people's wounds.

So, by the way, she took a step towards the little brother.

She originally just felt that the little brother was pitiful and wanted to comfort him.

He was also worried that his random comfort would make the little brother even more sad, so he simply said nothing and just stood by and accompanied him quietly.

She stood for a long time, and her feet were sore, and the little brother ignored her.

Xu Qianxi thought at the time that he must be very sad and was worried about what he would do to make him happier. The little brother suddenly looked down at her.

When he met his crying eyes, Xu Qianxi twitched his head, and opened his mouth and smiled sweetly at him.

She smiled, not only the little brother was stunned, but also the one who was stunned.

It seemed as if a barrier was disappearing silently between the two. She could see her figure from the little brother's eyes, and the cold air on the little brother's body was also removed in front of her smile.

So, Xu Qianxi's courage also became bigger. She approached the little brother step by step. Seeing that he was not angry, she quietly reached out and held his little finger.

The cold touch made her feel excited and subconsciously wanted to let go. After she found that the little brother stopped crying because of her actions, she immediately stopped her hand that wanted to retract.

Not only did he not let go of the little brother, he also held his two fingers more and more. He just raised his head and smiled quietly at him.

Xu Qianxi knew that she was very well-behaved when she smiled.

Her father likes to see her laugh. He always holds her in his arms and says that Xixi is the cutest girl in the world. His smile makes people's heart melt.

Xu Qianxi didn't know whether the little brother's heart melted, but she could tell that the little brother was in a better mood than before.

Even if her feet were sore, she couldn't stand and accidentally hit him, he didn't push her away, but instead stretched out a hand and held her head.

That day, they stood together without any communication and stood for a long time.

Until Xu Qianxi found that it was a little dark, if she didn't go back, it would make her family worried, so she let go of her brother's hand and planned to leave.

"Are you leaving too?"

The little brother suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse as if rolling over a thick stone.

His eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes staring at her for a moment.

Xu Qianxi has been with him for so long, and has probably understood some of his situation from the discussions of many people around him.

Knowing that he and his father had a car accident, his father had passed away, and he almost died. He had to stay in the hospital for observation due to a slight concussion. Because he was too sad, he refused to go back to the ward to rest, so he stood in the hospital aisle.

When the little brother said that to her, he used the word "Ye". Xu Qianxi was as smart as an angel that day, and instantly understood his behavior of leaving, which reminded him of his father.

No one likes to be left behind again and again.

She doesn't like it either.

So that day, Xu Qianxi reached out for the first time and took off her favorite jade pendant from her neck, handed him half of it, and said to him: "This jade pendant can ensure safety. If you wear it on your body, you will be safe. However, this is the dowry prepared by my mother for me. When you recover and discharge from the hospital, you will have to return it to me."
Chapter completed!