fall in love with dancing prince

Chapter 21 What is the most important thing
She tried several times, but the corners of her mouth still couldn't rise naturally.It seems that even a good smile has become a luxury.She was saddened that it was less than a month since they broke up, yet they were so estranged to this extent.

The two looked at each other silently, and there was a tendency for neither of them to speak.

After the silence spread for more than ten minutes, other friends began to arrive at the bookstore one after another.Brothers and sisters who have been reunited for a long time get together, and naturally there are long and unnutritious greetings.It was through these pleasantries similar to warm-up activities that Xiao Mo was able to get away from the weird atmosphere where the two of them were alone.

At 03:30, a fiery figure sneaked in from the door of the bookstore familiarly, smiled at the owner of the bookstore, and said, "Brother Bin, I will take these guys away, thank you!"

Only then did everyone understand that the reason why more than a dozen people came and went in the bookstore without being kicked out was because Sister Wenwen was covering them...

Coming out of Boyou Bookstore, Wenwen rushed over and hugged Lin Xiaomo regardless of the strange eyes of other students.After only a pause of three seconds, Wenwen let go of her, pulled some distance away and poked Xiao Mo's smiling cheek.

"Wenwen," Xiao Mo looked at the other party's bright red short hair, a red dress and 12cm high heels, and couldn't help laughing, "Why, the hospital has also recruited singers? Look at your more and more unrestrained appearance. "

"What nonsense?" Wenwen was about half a head taller than Xiao Mo, so she easily put her arms on Xiao Mo's shoulders, and did not respond to her jokes. Instead, she sighed and said, "Stay in a place like a hospital." After a long time, people will become bored."

Xiao Mo turned his head to look at Wen Wen, and suddenly felt that she was no longer the girl he was familiar with who could cry, laugh and show off unscrupulously.Two years of time have added a lot of calmness to Wenwen's still delicate eyebrows and eyes. Presumably, the days of struggling in society are not as carefree as in the ivory tower.

Xiao Mo didn't say anything, just followed Wenwen obediently, but suddenly found out, why is everyone walking in the opposite direction from the high school campus?

"Well, are we..." She hesitated to speak, "Have we gone the wrong way?"

"No." Wenwen didn't explain.

Twenty or ten minutes later, a group of people rushed to the People's Hospital of N City, and Xiao Mo finally realized that the "visit" that Wenwen said on the phone before was actually a visit.

At the end of the corridor on the third floor of the hospital is the intensive care unit with a double room.Wenwen pushed open the door cautiously, and Xiao Mo, who was following her, poked his head out a little, and saw Teacher Wang on the hospital bed.

The Chinese teacher who stood on the podium two years ago and commented on the past and present is in good spirits. Now he has an IV on his left arm and is lying quietly on the glaring white hospital bed with his eyes closed.She is less than 50 years old, but she has lost all her black hair.Such a depressing and sad scene reminds everyone that it is the ruthless befall of cancer.

More than a dozen people slipped into the ward lightly, for fear of waking up the sleeping Teacher Wang.However, in fact, patients with terminal cancer are always tortured by the disease and cannot sleep.Therefore, it was only a very small sound, which easily woke up the sick person on the bed.

Some people brought bouquets and fruits in their hands, and some people sat on another vacant hospital bed in the room, telling some insignificant family stories, or telling some cold jokes that Mr. Wang could not understand. , Zhang Wenwen kept busy.

But only Lin Xiaomo looked at the middle-aged woman's haggard face with sunken eyes, remained silent, and quietly clenched his fists.It wasn't that she had nothing to say, but because at that moment, she suddenly felt her throat being strangled by something, and suddenly lost the strength to speak.

Like a passer-by, she hid in the corner and watched the originally cold ward become bustling and full of life.But in her heart, this apparent warmth and coldness was really not enough to resist the deep powerlessness that was gradually rising from the bottom of her heart.

Not long after, Teacher Wang smiled kindly, and said to them in a weak and trembling voice: "Children, go home early." It goes without saying.

Soon, everyone except Xiao Mo left the ward tactfully, leaving time for Teacher Wang and Lin Xiaomo.

It wasn't until this time that Xiao Mo timidly approached the familiar but unfamiliar person on the sickbed, and called her in a low voice: "Ms. Wang..."

In front of her was her favorite child in teaching for so many years. Teacher Wang called her with a sickly face, "Come on, Xiao Mo, sit down."

It was just six short words, but it brought back too many memories of Lin Xiaomo's high school days.At that time, all the teachers thought that Lin Xiaotai was the most inefficient lamp in the grade, but only Teacher Wang defended her everywhere.To this day, she still doesn't know the reason, but she clearly remembers that the elder in front of her who respects and warms her is one of the few people besides her parents who really treat her well.

Now, looking at Teacher Wang feels distressed but is powerless to change anything.

"Xiao Mo, the teacher has always known that you are actually more sensible than other children. So among so many students, I always like to chat with you. This time, what the teacher wants to say is—" Teacher Wang said in Xiao Mo's worried voice. In his eyes, he said to her earnestly and earnestly, "A person's life is like drinking a glass of water slowly, knowing whether it is warm or not. In fact, in the end, you will find that the most cherished thing is not success, fame, or even romance. Sweetness, but the appropriateness and warmth you feel when you drink warm water. Xiao Mo, the teacher hopes that you can live your life clearly and see clearly what is the most important thing to you. "

Lin Xiaomo engraved in the bottom of his heart the words of determination passed on from the end of Teacher Wang's life, for a long, long time.

The summer vacation, which was supposed to be leisurely, has become extremely dull because of the stalemate between the parents and Mr. Wang's serious illness.Xiao Mo gradually got used to holding a hot laptop with poor heat dissipation, and shutting himself in the bedroom with the smell of air conditioning.

In many cases, avoidance is not the same as fear. For example, Lin Xiaomo felt more confused at this time.What is the most important thing to her?She doesn't understand, at least not yet.

If you can grow without struggling, then growth becomes cheap.

Xiao Mo, like all nerd girls, is tirelessly scrolling through Weibo, Douban, Renren, and staring at the Q version of Xuanwu interface that has been maliciously reduced in size, in a daze.

Mo Xiaomo in the game still smiles carefree all day like a beautiful mentally handicapped child. Lin Xiaomo stared at Danfeng and looked at the ignorant little girl, and suddenly and unconsciously recalled the past half a month. Come, those game experiences that made her unforgettable.

The matter should actually start from the day when Xiao Mo and Wen Wen went to visit Teacher Wang together.

When I left the People's Hospital, the summer evening sun was still shining brightly, and it hurt Lin Xiaomo's eyes. She felt as if some kind of warm liquid was swirling in her eye sockets.I want to find someone to talk about irrelevant topics, so as to forget some heavy and profound things.However, contrary to expectations, the hospital was empty, only a few extremely uncoordinated mosquitoes and the smell of disinfectant that symbolized illness accompanied her.

Wenwen only sent a text message saying that she would go back to the hospital to continue working the night shift, and then disappeared. Naturally, no one would wait for Xiao Mo for those students who couldn't even remember their names.

She moved slowly along the direction of the bright sunset, but unexpectedly, someone grabbed her wrist.

"Which bastard dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head!" The thought suddenly swept through Lin Xiaomo's mind. For a moment, the girl who was secretly sad just now raised Danfeng's eyes and stared at the visitor fiercely, with high fighting spirit.

What followed was an awkward standoff and silence.

She forced herself to hold back a certain inexplicable emotion mixed with throbbing and resistance in her heart, and secretly complained about the vulgar plot of Encounter Luzhai that was actually staged - Su Yang, why is it you again.

(End of this chapter)