The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 1179 The Last Lotus
Sometimes knowing your last time is actually a very complicated thing, but the best mentality is to face it calmly.

I think Pei Feng told me that he just wanted my mentality, and he is a doctor, and he knows his own body well.

But this night, I couldn't sleep anyway, and my head hurt. I turned off the light, faced the darkness, and thought about messy things. Did I hate it before, so my mother said that my father beat me I, so, he gave birth to another daughter, I used to, did I have any happy things, did I have a crush on someone.

I hate the dark, but if the lights are on and my mother sees that I'm not asleep, she will be worried. I don't want her to worry about me, because her health is not good.

Opening the curtains, the moonlight outside was shining brightly, lightly shining into the dark room, and the bright silver plate was passing through the thick dark clouds.

Time is like this day after day, the moonlight is day after day, it has not changed or faded for thousands of years, if it lives for a long time, will it be tired, how many cycles of life and death it has seen, will it be lonely ?

In these limited days, it would be a pity to be in panic all day long. I don't want to be like this at all, and I don't want my mother to worry about me.

Go to sleep, go to sleep, my health is not good, I comfort myself like this, but I can't sleep, I watch the moon getting more and more beautiful and brighter.

In the far distance of the sky, it is already misty white, and I watched it flow away like this for my youngest night, I don’t want to, what can I do if I think about it, I don’t know what is best, just let it go , Just let it go, as long as you live happily every day, many people will be happy, at least I hate crying every day with a sad face, that can't change anything.

Sleepy, I fell asleep on the table slowly.

No one will disturb me, my mother will let me sleep as long as I like, anyway, I will go to find food when I am hungry, and she will give me hot food no matter what time I go to find food , fresh and tasty food.

It was the sound of rain beating on the leaves of Bajiao, like a dream, and I woke up when I listened to it.

There is a plantain tree under the window with green leaves, and the raindrops hit it like a song.

It was raining, and last night was still a good night, as clear as it could illuminate the world, and when I woke up, it changed the sky when I said it changed.

I got up sleepily, opened the curtain of the terrace, opened the glass door and saw a vase with a few fresh lotus flowers in it.But it was a bit pitiful to the rain, and there was a note on the green stem.

I picked it up and saw that the handwriting on it was a little blurred by the rain, and the paper was about to rot.

your favorite flower.

I recognized these few words, and then laughed. It must have been picked by Pei Feng and given to me, but I don’t know when it started to rain, and he didn’t wake me up.

I was a little hungry, so I went down after washing. The wind and rain outside were getting bigger and bigger, but my mother was sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater. It was as quiet as a painting. My heart is also warm.

"Mom." I called softly.

She raised her head and looked at me tenderly: "Xiaomi, you are awake. Mom has stewed sweet taro pork ribs porridge for you. I'll get you some."

"No need, mom, I'll serve it myself. Mom, have you eaten yet?"

"I ate early."

I smiled, stuck out my tongue and said embarrassedly: "I slept too late again, Mom, when did it rain? I don't even know."

"It's good to sleep soundly, and your health will be better. This rain, it started to fall when it was just dawn. I thought it would only fall for a while. I didn't expect it to get bigger and bigger now. But it's okay. Mom closed the doors and windows. It’s all closed, and the house is very stable, so don’t worry about anything.”

I brought porridge out and ate it: "Mom, where is Pei Feng, has he got up for breakfast?"

The porridge made by my mother is really delicious, the taro is fragrant and glutinous, and the ribs are also very tender and tasty.

I think that no matter how good the food delivered in the hotel is, it can’t compare to what my mother cooks. This is probably the taste of my mother. Maybe it’s because I lost my memory and thought that I was very dependent on my mother.

"He got up very early, but he ran back after going out for a while. The wind was blowing, and he didn't listen to him not to go out. When he came back, the umbrella was blown away, and his body was wet. When the lotus came back, I told him to go up and take a hot bath and eat something, but he didn’t come down. I was worried that he would catch a cold or something, and I was worried that he was resting. This child, why does he like lotus so much? If there is a strong wind and heavy rain, we have to go to pick it. I have said that today’s wind and rain, maybe I won’t be able to see it tomorrow.”

I thought of the lotus on the terrace. Maybe this is the last one left this year. After the storm, I don’t know how miserable the lotus pond is. The few lotus left will be crippled.

Beijing's Mid-Autumn Festival, the wind and rain are already full of coldness.

"Mom, why don't I go up and see him?"

"Alright, mom made him a bowl of ginger tea, and you bring it up by the way, but he hasn't come down yet, so mom is a little worried."

"Okay." I quickly finished the porridge, ginger tea was stewed in the small pot in the kitchen, and I turned on the fire to make it hotter.

When it boils, pour it up, and carry it upstairs.

"Pei Feng, Pei Feng, it's me, Xiaomi."

"come in."

I went in and saw him lying on the table: "You haven't eaten breakfast, my mother is very worried."

"It's okay." He smiled and said, "I'm not hungry."

"Pei Feng, have you caught a cold? Your nasal voice is thick."

He shook his head: "It's okay."

"It's all right, I can tell. You are afraid that your mother will find out that you are worried about you, so you didn't go to have breakfast. Drink this ginger soup. My mother made it for you."

Putting the soup on the table, I saw a lot of materials on his table, all of which were related to medicine.

These are really advanced, and I found that I couldn't understand anything.

He said that he doesn't have much time, but he is still studying hard, maybe he is alive, just don't give up.

"Pei Feng, thank you for your lotus, but you really don't want to go out in such a heavy wind and rain, your health is not good."

"Maybe after the storm, it will not be so easy to find these lotus flowers that are about to bloom. After all, it's not the time." When he said this, he was very melancholy.

"It's okay, the lotus will still bloom next year."

He just smiled and drank the ginger soup in one gulp without saying anything.

(End of this chapter)