Chapter 50 Chapter49 What Equals What

When Ah Heng went to pick up that person, he was caught by his grandfather. The old man stared at her with a livid face, and watched for a long time at the hospital gate.Burning with anger, she wished she could throw the letter on her body, and only said one sentence: "This is the good granddaughter I taught!" Siwan winked at the side. Ah Heng pursed his lips and smiled: "Grandpa, are you angry with me?" Elder Wen glanced at Si Wan beside him, feeling a little angry for no reason.Ah Heng is so obedient, yet he can write such a heartless letter threatening him, the left and the right are still inseparable from this brat.

He had selfish intentions and wanted to keep Yan Xi away from Siwan, but it was not malicious.In the eyes of the granddaughter, it was a heinous crime. A child has a simple mind, and without the guidance of an adult, he screwed things up, which is definitely not his original intention.Besides, the child has already mentioned this in the letter... "You go home first." The old man thought for a while and said to Siwan. Siwan shyly touched her nose, looked at Ah Heng worriedly, and left obediently. "Are you really going to play this with grandpa and run away from home with Yanxi?" Old Wen sighed when he saw Siwan going away, looked at his granddaughter's facial features, which were five points similar to those of his dead wife, and his tone softened.

Ah Heng pouted with a small face, "Grandpa only loves Siwan and doesn't like me anyway. I happen to be with Yanxi as a companion, so I won't hinder your eyes." This childishness, she was the first time in front of Mr. Wen once. After all, it is his own flesh and blood, and it is also a grandchild. The old man almost wanted to laugh when he heard it, and he really laughed, cursing: "If I really don't love you, you can't scare your grandpa with a letter." Already!" Ah Heng smiled, with a little flattery: "I didn't intend to scare grandpa, I really wanted to take Yanxi away."

Elder Wen snorted coldly: "You are really filial!" Ah Heng just smiled and nodded, a little embarrassed. When she wrote that letter, what she thought was a win-win situation from the very beginning.Although for a moment, she thought about sharing the last piece of bread with Yanxi, it would be good to starve to death.However, Yan Xi was spoiled and pampered since she was a child, so how could she bear that suffering. "Forget it, we old guys owed you these little things in our previous life." Elder Wen sighed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I'll find someone to handle Xiaoxi's discharge from the hospital in a while, I'll take care of the Yan family, you go Take him home."

Ah Heng's eyes were shining brightly. Helpless, the old man smiled and patted his granddaughter's little head: "You haven't returned the key to Yan's house for three months, do you really think you're a foolish grandpa?" A Heng was a little embarrassed, and smiled, with rare embarrassment on his fair face. Elder Wen corrected his color, and said to A Heng seriously: "Since you chose the path, you regret it, and there is no retreat, you know?" When she went to pick up Yanxi, her eyes were full of white, and it seemed that her eyes were really hurting.

Three months is really not short.Her battle was tortuous and enduring for three months, and finally she won a big victory. Lying outside the window, the man was lying on the white hospital bed, soft and clean, curled up, fast asleep.The index finger of the left hand is hooked with seven rings, which are silver, shining brightly and gloomy in the sunlight. She could almost see her back to her dark hair, scattered by the sun. Ah Heng walked in, and there was a glass of water and a handful of pills beside the bed, white, black, and brown.This is really bad, it's not his favorite color, I don't know if he eats it obediently.His breathing is very light, quiet, and it is a breath of Qingtian.

She grabbed his right hand, thumb, index finger, and middle finger, bit by bit, gently, and then, misplaced, tightly gripped, fingers intertwined. Blue veins have been seen, and the bones are thin and piercing. He lost a lot of weight again. The scars left by the cactus have turned into dark scars of strings, which are somewhat hideous. It really doesn't match Yan Fan Gao's painting. Therefore, life cannot be assumed, assumed, the ending is predicted, everyone is happy, but there will always be a flaw. She was a little tired, looking at him quietly.There is no day and night, constant injections of drugs, constant sleep, and no dreams.

Yanxi, have you...thought about Ah Heng... She rocked him gently.The person who fell asleep had difficulty waking up due to the effects of the medicine. She gently embraced him, gently let the man lean against her, embraced with her arms, patted his hair slowly, and warmed her fingers gently: "Yanxi, wake up quickly, we should go home gone." On a certain day of a certain year, a certain person looked at her with such jealousy as she gently hugged and coaxed the bedridden doll, and she said, "Baby, wake up, it's time to go to kindergarten." He started to ravage the doll directly: "Ah, I got up! I don't even have such a good treatment!"

She laughed.Stupid, I used to spoil you like this, but, do you remember? When he woke up, his whole body was filled with warm and pleasant breath. When he opened his eyes, he saw a person in a daze. Her eyes were so gentle and tired, it seemed that no one had looked at him like this for a long time. He rubbed his eyes, and looked at her with big black and white eyes for a long time. Then, she raised her head slightly, the slightly cool body temperature and the shallow kiss imprinted on her eyelids. Itchy, soft kisses.Then, like a child, he laughed and broke away from her arms, naive and shy.

Ah Heng was stunned, helpless, and couldn't argue with him. Because, three months was enough for him to forget her thousands of times, and it was a waste of time for her to scold him with all her airs. Then, she guessed, he must have regarded himself as an angel spreading love and kissing as a mission. So, she also smiled, took his hand, and said, "Yanxi, let's go home." He glanced at her, but lowered his head and swayed Qi Lianhuan, looking at each small ring, only fell into his own world. Still, the same as before. Looking up, Grandpa and Dr. Zheng were already standing in front of the ward.

She took his hand, and he obediently followed behind her, playing with the seven chains seriously. Dr. Zheng's eyes lit up a little: "It's rare that Yanxi is so obedient today. Usually when she wakes up, she always cries for a while." Ah Heng frowned: "Is Yan Xi injured?" She knew Tianwu's method of dealing with patients. Those who were disobedient would always be tied up and given a sedative. Dr. Zheng was a little embarrassed: "There is no bleeding." Ah Heng pushed back Yanxi's sleeves, and on his white and thin arms were bruises left after being tied up with hemp rope. Feeling a pain in his heart, Ah Heng blushed and said a few words politely, but the atmosphere finally cooled down. Usually Yan Xi bumped, although she often scolded the young man for being careless, but which railing she bumped on, which chair she bumped into, she always wanted to curse the railing of those chairs ten or eight times in her heart. Ah Heng said goodbye to the adults, told his grandfather to wait outside, then lowered his head, cursed Dr. Zheng, and took Yanxi's hand and walked out. Old Wen laughed, why couldn't he see Ah Heng's little thought: "Xiao Zheng, the child is too spoiled at home, don't take offense." Dr. Zheng looked at the direction where the two of them were going away, and smiled slightly: "If it was her, how could I be blamed. Does Mr. Wen know what Yanxi is crying every time?" Elder Wen shook his head.He didn't expect it, the patient was really repeated, how could he guess it. "Don't forget, don't forget, Ah Heng, Ah Heng, Ah Heng..." Dr. Zheng murmured, imitating that man's tone. He held his head, his pupils were so dilated, how reluctant he was to part with his baby.Don't forget his Ah Heng, but in the end, gradually forget it. Because he has forgotten how to speak. So, how can I call out Ah Heng. She taught him to talk, and he looked at her, just smiling, with big clean and innocent eyes. She fed him and pointed to the ribs: "ribs, ribs, Yanxi, your favorite ribs, read to me, ribs--" Yan Xi tilted her head, didn't speak, just opened her mouth wide, biting the spoon with ribs she stretched out. She took the milk and deliberately refused to give it to him: "Yanxi, your chocolate milk, milk, this is milk, you only drink it after you read it." Yan Xi looked at her in a daze, but snatched the glass and drank it with a loud noise in his throat. Ah Heng twitched the corners of his lips, it was not such a voice.She thought for a while, and with a pleasant face, she taught him again: "Yanxi, Yanxi, Yanxi, this is your name, do you know, Yan———" She draws her tone, speaks clearly and nicely, and observes his expression carefully. He was a little dazed, and then, thinking very hard, obediently handed her the remaining half glass of milk, reluctantly giving up.In his heart, milk and Yanxi are the same concept, and he thought that Ah Heng wanted to drink his milk. Ah Heng was frustrated, and gave up on himself: "A Heng, where is Ah Heng? Forget it, if you remember, I will take your surname." The young man thought of something, suddenly realized, he laughed so hard that half of his dimples piled up, he clapped his hands childishly, lowered his head gently, and kissed her eyelids from a distance of six centimeters. Cool and itchy. Is Aheng the same as kissing? When Ah Heng went to school, he couldn't take Yanxi with him, because Yanxi began to be afraid of going to places with many people. Except for a few fixed concerts a year, Mother Wen was not busy, so she took Yanxi home to take care of Ah Heng when he was in school.She bought another mobile phone for Ah Heng, and if Yan Xi cried, she would call her in time. Mother Wen always laughed, as if she had raised a doll again. Sil curled his lips, how can there be such a big doll. Thinking of something, Siwan felt a little disappointed, looking at Ah Heng, it was quite unpleasant. Aheng was very grateful to his mother, but Wen's mother smiled and shook her head: "Seventeen years can only last two years, Xiaoxi is really a white-eyed wolf." Mother Wen taught Yan Xi to speak according to Ah Heng's instructions, but Yan Xi always ignored her, sitting by the phone and staring at her without blinking. The bell rang, and the big longan-like eyes smiled crookedly, rushing to answer the phone, but it was always a strange voice.So he dropped the phone, pouted, and turned, leaving a gray shadow, very plaintive. Mother Wen laughed loudly: "My baby, it's not Ah Heng, you can't throw the phone either." She was interested and taught Yan Xiji Aheng's mobile phone number: "136××××6196, Bao, do you remember?" Mother Wen read it once, and Aunt Zhang called for someone in the kitchen, so she stopped and went to the kitchen. When she came back, Yan Xi was holding the phone, smiling so much that her mouth almost became a heart shape. On the phone: "Hello, hello, hello, mom? Hello, is the signal bad? Mom, is Yanxi disobedient?" Such a gentle and soft voice is exactly Ah Heng. Mother Wen stared blankly, looking at the child's joyful and innocent face in front of her. The other end of the microphone was far away and very close, and tears flowed down in an instant. "No, he is very obedient. Every moment, every minute, every second, he obediently thinks of you. Although, I don't know how to speak, how to pronounce your name." But you are you.