Muted

Li Ye came to see me when the wound was getting better, and brought along the clothing ID card and bank card that I had left at home. Li Xun's husband was injured on the construction site. It was not very serious, but his life was not convenient. Li Xuan rushed over to take care of him. He would not return in a short time. Li Yan knew that my mother was buried in the cemetery and had already visited it.

"The conditions are fine there, you don't need to worry." Li Yan sat in front of my bed and peeled an apple for me.

"Well, I will see her after being discharged from the hospital." I was a little relieved when I heard Li Yan say so.

"Is that the person who helped you a good friend? That's nice." Li Min asked me suddenly as he handed me the apple. I knew that she was talking about Yi Tian. For a moment, Leng didn't know how to answer, and had to barely smile at her. I do n’t want to say more, and rush off the topic, “I will trouble you to see my mom and send her meals to accompany her to talk about something. I do n’t have anything, so I have some money left on the card. You take it, the password is ... "Then I handed her the bank card.

"What are you doing!" Li Yan suddenly stood up and pushed the card back. "You are still sick now, and you need money to live a good life later. Keep it for yourself."

"You also need money to buy things. I may not be able to take care of these things in the future. You do n’t have much money on the card, so please accept it." I insisted to pass the card.

Li Yan was confused, and asked me with some doubt: "Xiao Mu, do you have any plans in the future?"

"I probably won't stay in this city anymore," I smiled at her, "probably I won't be back in the future."

Li Yan also wanted to persuade me, but said nothing after seeing my expression, but sighed: "If I hadn't done any surgery at first, maybe ... maybe ..." The voice was choked and the eyes were red.

I know that Li Yan still complains to me, so far she doesn't know where I went when I disappeared. If it weren't for my disappearance for no reason, my mother wouldn't have happened. Just to see that I was hurt, she felt no sympathy. I don't want to explain more. No matter how much I say, no one can come back.

In the end, Li Yan still didn't take the card away, but only told me to take good care of her injury, and then she hurried away. She still has to catch the train, and there is still her concern in another city.

I have n’t seen Yitian since I woke up last time, but the two women who came with him on the day of the meal will show up, clean the room for me, help me change my clothes, etc. I know these things It was Yi Tian's arrangement. He didn't do it out of concern, presumably he didn't want me to haunt him in the future. It doesn't make much sense to care about it. Maybe it caused his misunderstanding. I simply didn't think about it and accepted it.

After having dinner and getting the doctor's consent, I slowly walked downstairs and sat in the hospital garden to blow hair. Lying on the bed for a long time, my body is uncomfortable, and it feels painful to touch with rust, and it is stuffy in the ward. I feel depressed after a long stay. The surrounding people rushed around, there were patients with ugly faces being supported by the family, and doctors in white coats took medical records in their hands and strode across, all with a gust of wind behind them.

I was sitting quietly alone, and I was observing others with my heart.

"The little rabbit is obedient ..." The crisp and tender voice beside me caught my attention, and I turned to look at it and found that there was a mother and daughter sitting on the other side of my bench. Sitting in her direction and singing in her mother's arms. Seeing me staring at her, she immediately shyly buried her face in her mother's arms. Her mother noticed her movements and turned her head to look at me. I smiled at her kindly, and she nodded her head and smiled. The little girl quietly bared her head, and looked at me with curiosity, and her eyes were as dark and bright as grapes.

I thought about it, just sitting a little to their side, keeping a distance that was polite but allowed them to hear me.

"You sing nicely, can you sing another song?" I lowered my head and smiled and talked to the little girl. She blushed and quickly buried her head in her mother's arms, leaving me a round and lovely head.

"Uncle praises you, you sing a song for your uncle." Her mother bowed her head to persuade her. She still refused to look up, and her little hand held tightly to her mother's clothes. I smiled and didn't force her, listening to her mother with a foreign accent, and just chatting with her mother.

It turned out that the little girl was 4 years old and had congenital heart disease. Her parents were farmers in the countryside. The family conditions were very bad, so she had been delayed. This time the couple simply sold everything they could sell in their hometown and borrowed some money from relatives to take the savings to the provincial capital for surgery. Now they have rented a basement near the hospital to take care of their children. When the child's mother told me, her face was calm, and she occasionally teased the child with a smile. There was no sad expression of bitterness and hatred.

I was a little surprised. To tell the truth, there are so many news reports. I always think that the people in the town place great value on the succession of the lineage. They are more or less patriarchal. I didn't expect this couple to put everything on their daughter On the body, no way out for yourself. Thinking of it here, I feel superficial, the children of rich people are Jin Gui, and the children of poor people are the same. What is the difference? Besides, parents' love for their children and the importance of their children to a family can be guessed by people like me.

The little girl muttered her mouth and sang a song. I squeezed her little hand and comforted softly: "Now the science is advanced, this operation is nothing, the child will grow up healthy and healthy."

"As long as she's good, we don't ask for anything. It's all right when the house is gone, as long as she's good."

I was there.

This woman looks ordinary, wearing a yellow-yellow sweater, an old black coat with a rough cloth on the outside, and holding her child's fingers to look sturdy looks like a farmer. Such an ordinary person who may not have any culture, but said something that made my eyes instantly heat up.

Just then the child's father came, and he bought a few big buns for his wife and daughter, but the tall man sat next to him with a big hoe. The couple also politely wanted to invite me to eat buns, and I quickly smiled and thanked them and told them that they had eaten dinner.

The little girl with a mouth full of meat peeping at me peeped at me from time to time. It was probably that I had spoken to her mother for a while and sometimes smiled shyly at me, with a cute dimple at the corner of her mouth. The woman cared about her daughter while peeling the meat cores to the man to eat buns.

I sat next to watching the family of three quietly, and suddenly felt warm enough to cry.

This world has always been like this. When you think your heart has been wrapped in hard ice, and he is already invincible, he will gently open the curtain and show you the precious love and tenderness of life.

I was immersed in my negative and dark emotions all day long, and my blinded eyes could see nothing. I had long forgotten that love is tolerance, patience, and many words that define warmth, but it is definitely not possession by mean means. I lose something and I lose it forever, if there is no if or miracle. I've been blamed a lot, maybe with a lot of bad names, but the real pain comes from the bottom of my heart, and someone keeps telling me, "Look, this is your retribution."

Sorry.

Very, very sorry.