Anhe did not make a sound, nor did he wake up Na Chen. He just stood at the head of the bed and watched quietly for a while, thought about it and took out his cell phone from his pocket. Na Chen's quiet appearance was so rare that he wanted to keep a memory. ＿Ya﹎安全8﹍﹍﹏w=w-w=.

He pressed the shutter at Na Chen's face, and the phone clicked! Click! The sound was particularly loud and crisp in the quiet ward.

"Damn!" Anhe quickly grabbed his cell phone and practiced light skills and retreated from the ward.

There was no stool in the corridor. Anhe stood against the wall for more than twenty minutes and saw Li Fan coming back with his lunch box.

"Didn't go in?" Li Fan took a look into the ward.

"I've come in, I've come out again." Angel smiled.

"Didn't wake him up?" Li Fan was a little surprised, but seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"No," Angel looked at him, he knew what Li Fan was worried about, "I'm leaving."

"Do you want to tell him you have been here?" Li Fan gently tapped the lid of the lunch box.

"No," Angel turned around, took two steps and stopped again, turning around, "Tell him what I said will not change."

"Well... wait," Li Fan stopped him, "How did you find me?"

"Yes, how did I find you?" Anhe held his arms and pondered. Li Fan and he were contemplating face to face. After thinking for a few minutes, he snapped his fingers and pointed at Li Fan, "You make up."

"I..." Before Li Fan finished speaking, Anhe had already strode towards the stairs. He frowned and tsk, "I've made up all the lies during this period..."

Li Fan entered the ward, put the lunch box on the small cabinet at the head of the bed, bent down and leaned over to Chen's face and stared at him for a while, hesitating whether to wake him up for dinner or a while later.

"What are you doing?" Na Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

"Fuck!" Li Fan was startled and sat on the small stool next to him, "I knew! Are you awake all the time?"

"Wake up for a while." Na Chen closed his eyes again.

"When did you wake up?" Li Fan tried to ask.

"When you go out to buy food."

"Oh," Li Fan took the lunch box and opened it, "Do you eat now?"

"He's gone?" Na Chen sighed softly and asked with his eyes closed.

"Yes," Li Fan nodded, "I left you a word that said it would not change."

Na Chen smiled and said, "I understand."

Anhe started the car. After knowing Na Chen's situation, he breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the chair and felt an indescribable relaxation.

He could see from Li Fan's attitude that Na Chen probably didn't want him to appear at this time. Whether it was dealing with other things or "repairing himself", Na Chen didn't want him to know that with Na Chen's personality and stubbornness, he should want to contact him after this process.

He lit a cigarette, opened the car window and smoked slowly, and then waited for you, and when you were willing to appear, you would appear.

After smoking the cigarette, Anhe drove out of the parking lot. It was not yet seven o'clock, and he went to find Lin Ruoxue to have a meal.

When I arrived at Lin Ruoxue's consultation room, Lin Ruoxue was the only one in the office. He was eating with a box of cookies. When he saw him coming in, Lin Ruoxue patted the crumbs on his hand: "Why did you come early?"

"Dinner?" Angel pointed at the cookies in her hand.

"Well, have you eaten?" Lin Ruoxue handed him the biscuit tube, then took a box of milk and put it on the table, "Come on, let's have a cup of it."

"You disappointed me so much..." Angel took the milk and sat on the sofa opposite her.

"I'm losing weight. If you don't eat, go out to eat. Anyway, it's not a little bit." Lin Ruoxue waved his hand.﹎>﹎Yawenba w=ww.

"Let's talk, I'm just in a state of emotion right now." Angel smiled.

"Okay," Lin Ruoxue found a piece of soothing music to play it, turned off the computer monitor, and sat on the sofa, "Don't you have to go to the hospital to accompany your grandfather today?"

"Well, I told the nurse that I couldn't get over today," Anhe poked the straw into the milk box, pulled it back and forth with Laqin, and was silent for a while before speaking, "My parents are divorced."

"Well, what does it feel?" Lin Ruoxue asked him.

"It was very uncomfortable at the beginning, it was like the sky and the earth was broken." Angel frowned.

"Do you think my expectations for so many years have failed?"

"Yes." Angel leaned back and leaned back on the sofa.

"Actually, if they divorce or not, there is actually no substantial change for you, right?" Lin Ruoxue put an ashtray in front of him.

Angel lit a cigarette: "Well, that's it. They're not going to leave each other anymore. I just don't want to think about it. Escape is a habit, much easier than facing it."

"It's no big deal if it really happens, and it actually has no impact on you." Lin Ruoxue added.

Angel smiled and bounced the ash, that's it.

The two of them just tugged with each other. When Anhe extinguished the second cigarette, Lin Ruoxue drank a sip of milk: "You should have a relationship."

"Yes," Angel stretched and put his legs on the coffee table, "Yes."

"Take love is a pleasant experience," Lin Ruoxue looked at him, "This is what you said to me before, and I have always remembered it."

"Don't you say that you always forget things when you are old, and you can still remember this?" Angel laughed.

"Remember good, forget about unhappy people, and people have to choose to throw away their bags before they can move forward," Lin Ruoxue also took a cigarette and lit it with her in her mouth. "What a philosophical, Teacher An, if I talk to you, I can't say such a good thing, it's just too in line with my style."

"I met that person a while ago. Actually, I think about it. The only thing I have always remembered is probably the only harm." Angel lowered his head and said softly.

"Who?"

"Just...who."

"Who?" Lin Ruoxue stared at him and asked, "Who is who?"

Angel looked at her for a while, and when he said that name, he felt his heart suddenly disappear.

There was no pain as I imagined, nor the ease I expected. It was as if I had stepped on the empty ground and was flashed. After a moment of regret, I returned to my peace.

Just after nine o'clock when Lin Ruoxue came out of Lin Ruoxue's office, the street was quite lively. Lin Ruoxue waved to him on a small battery: "Remember to wake up every morning and smile at the mirror."

"Yeah," Angel smiled, "Do you want me to give it to you?"

"No, the weather is not very cold now. Spring has been coming for a while," Lin Ruoxue clapped his hands, "Didn't you notice? The trees have grown new buds and a layer of green hair."

"As soon as you say, you will lose your artistic conception, leave quickly and be careful." Angel got into his car with a smile.

It has been a while since the beginning of spring, but he has never noticed whether there are any new buds on the trees. He only knows that the small bushes on the isolation belt seem to be covered with a layer of tender green blankets.

He did not suffer from insomnia that night. Although he did not sleep soundly and kept dreaming, when he woke up in the morning, his fatigue was not as loyal as he thought.

He got out of bed and walked to the window, opened the curtains, and the psychological fatigue was even more unbearable.

It was a bit early, and the sunlight outside the window was not bright, so it only laid a thin layer on the roof of the building. Anhe looked downstairs and saw that there were indeed spots of green on the branches. Elegant text﹍﹎8_﹎w=w`w·.

He walked into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and grinned at himself.

He was a little silly speaking in the mirror, but this was a very useful psychological suggestion. He rubbed his face: "The past has passed and it will not affect me anymore. Now I am in a good mood every day. I can handle everything in a flash, oh too."

Life has not changed much. I went to get off work and got off work, went to class and went to the hospital to accompany my grandfather. Everything was repeated. But Anhe deliberately controlled himself not to think too much about these things. He was tired and irritable. He went back to take a bath, watch a movie, and slept a little.

Changes in mentality will change everything that seems unchanging.

The chill of early spring slowly faded away. Every day when I opened the curtains, Anhe could see more green leaves on the trees downstairs. For the first time, he discovered that new leaves were growing at such an amazing speed.

Not long ago, I could see the black trunk, but now it is covered with tender green leaves. Angel took out the camera and pulled the lens closer to the trunk. After watching for a long time, he put down the camera.

Na Chen, how are you doing?

It has been two months since I went back to the hospital. Na Chen has never contacted him, no phone number or text message, and the avatar on Q has always been gray.

Angel sat on the sofa, picked up a recipe and flipped it slowly.

There is a series of this recipe. The book bought by Angel is said to be suitable for beginners in cooking. They can make up for themselves for half an hour a day.

But after watching it for a few days, he felt that it was all nonsense. He had to spend half an hour just preparing the materials. It was not counted as the time to buy groceries. Washing and cutting could make him despair.

However, in order not to cause trouble for cremation in decades, he still planned to grit his teeth and insist on learning to cook by himself and draw a clear line with preservatives.

He walked into the kitchen with the book in his hand. Today he planned to make a braised lion head according to the recipe. In order to save time, he bought meat directly from the supermarket and started mixing meat with the instructions on the book.

After struggling for more than ten minutes, the meat filling was not formed. Not to mention making it into a ball, it didn't work out even if it was made into a cake. A bowl of meat was like a bone-like palm.

Angel frowned and tskated: "You can have Mapo tofu."

He jingled and slapped in the kitchen for twenty minutes again, and he put a plate of meat that could bury the tofu on the table. It smelled very fragrant. He tried to take a bite. He turned around and poured himself a cup of boiled water. The dish had to be eaten with water.

After eating this meal, he basically didn't taste any other flavor except salty and numbness.

After packing up all the dishes and chopsticks, he drew a piece on the calendar, and when will the chef compete?

There was still no news from Na Chen, so Anhe took out his cell phone and flipped through Na Chen's three photos.

He said that he could contact Na Chen whenever he needed him, but Na Chen had never looked for him once. In the past two months, there was no news at all.

He sighed and turned on the TV. This kid was really able to hold it in.

He turned on the regular reminder and set a reminder the day before his birthday. If Na Chen had not contacted him by that time, he planned to find Na Chen.

There are two months left, so it should be enough. No matter how strong the lung capacity is, it should be breathing.

The cell phone rang when Anh was about to fall asleep. He took the phone with a squint, and when he saw the number, his heart suddenly sank. It was the nurse's phone number.

"Brother Li, what's the matter?" Angel picked up the phone and jumped out of the bed.

"Grandpa's condition suddenly became a little bad... I was critically ill," the nurse was a little anxious. "You'd better come here, the hospital has called your second aunt and the others."
To be continued...