Love you, never separate

Maybe he Qing stood beside him for too long, blocking the little girl's sunshine. The little girl looked back at He Qing again, this time with some doubts in her eyes.

He Qing coughed awkwardly, pointed to the empty seat next to the little girl and asked, "well, can my brother sit here?"

After he Qing finished, he felt that he was shameless. He was so old that he had to be someone else's brother. He could be called uncle.

The little girl seems to be slow in her reaction. She looks at the empty seat beside her. After a while, until he Qing thinks she will ignore him, she gently moves to the side.

When he Qing saw the little girl's action, he must have agreed, so he slowly sat next to the little girl. He was afraid that the little girl would be uncomfortable, so he deliberately kept a little distance from her.

After he Qing sat down, he handed the apple in his hand, "here, have an apple?"

The little girl fixed her eyes on He Qing's hand holding the apple and the hand wrapped with gauze. She looked at it for a while and looked up at He Qing. The meaning was very obvious. She asked about the injury.

He Qing is a little embarrassed. He tells a lie in front of Doctor Wang. Now he has to tell a lie in front of the little girl. Otherwise, he can't say that he picked it himself. How bad that is.

He Qing touched his nose and laughed at the little girl. "It's not a big injury. My brother was accidentally scratched by a fruit knife when he was cutting an apple. The fruit knife is very dangerous. Don't touch it indiscriminately."

The little girl didn't like to understand. She nodded for a long time. She slowly reached out and took the apple from He Qing's hand, holding it in her hand and playing with it. She didn't want to eat it.

He Qing also knows that the little girl may be afraid of bad people. Some of her precautions are always good. He takes another apple and bites it. He squints at the little girl and smiles.

They have been sitting on the bench so quietly. Although they don't say anything to each other and don't know each other, the picture of them getting along with each other is very harmonious.

After a while, it seems that the children came to the bench yesterday to play, and the surrounding environment suddenly became noisy.

He Qing looked at the child who was having a good time over there, turned his head and looked at the little girl who was still in a daze, and asked, "your friends are coming. Don't you go to play with them?"

The little girl shook her head quickly this time. She didn't seem to want to play with those children very much, Zhou Li thought.

He Qing has some doubts. Didn't he play with them yesterday? Why don't you want to play with them today?

"Why don't you go and play with them?" He Qing asked.

The little girl still shook her head.

He Qing can't, can only accompany her here silently.

Those children seem to have noticed the little girl here and come here. He Qing thinks they want her to play together.

"Hey, dumb boy, why are you still here?" A round little fat man with a small inch said to the little girl.

"Little dumb, didn't I tell you all about it? Your mother doesn't want you any more. She can't wait to come back. Your mother has thrown you away. Do you know? " Standing behind the little fat man, a small, thin boy, should be a little Valet, said to the little girl.

He Qing did not think how such a small child could say such cruel words. Is it childlike innocence? That's funny.

These two children look smaller than the little girl, but they just like to come and bully her.

Maybe it's bullying her. Maybe it's bullying her. She doesn't speak.

What the two children said aroused his memory when he was a child. Some of the lines he just heard seemed to coincide with what he heard when he was a child

"Why don't you talk? You're not dumb, are you? Little dumb

"Oh, let's go, let's go, this man is dumb, boring!"

"Why play with him? He has no father or mother. Let's not play with him!"

"Your mother..."

The feeling in memory swept to He Qing's brain again, and he Qing's heart suddenly rose with a strong fire.

"How do you two talk?" He Qing stood up and stepped in front of the little girl, protecting her behind.

"Didn't your mother teach you how to talk? The mouth is so poisonous at a young age. Who did you learn from? " He Qing rebuked the two children seriously.

"Who are you? I can speak as I like. What's your business? I didn't say you The little fat man is unconvinced and pouts at He Qing.

He Qing felt that his impulse, which had been silent for many years, was awakened by the little fat man.

"Is there anything wrong with what we said? She can't speak. She's just a little mute. Her mother really doesn't want her. We kindly advise her not to wait here. Is that wrong? It's for her good The little fellow followed suit.

He Qingqi laughed. How did the parents of these two children educate them?

No, he has to educate the parents of the two children.

"Oh --" he Qing said in a long voice, "now I think you two bear kids are a little short of beating. In order to let you know your mistakes and go out to get less beating, I decided to beat you now. It's also for your good!"

He Qing said to two children's buttocks a person came for a while, "dare to bully people?"

The children are used to being spoiled, and suddenly they are beaten. They are a little scared. They cry out and point to he QingHan and say: "you hit people, I want to tell my mother!" Then he ran away.

"..." he Qing is a little speechless, these two bear children.

"Well, the two of them are gone. Would you like to sit here a little longer or shall I take you back to the ward?" He Qing turns her head and asks the little girl gently.

After he Qing asked this sentence, he waited quietly, because he had found out the frequency of the little girl's answers, about every two or three minutes.

Sure enough, he Qing waited more than two minutes before the little girl silently pointed to the direction of the ward.

He Qing nodded, want to lead the little girl back, is worried don't know how to take her back, the little girl took the initiative to pull He Qing's hand.

He Qing Leng Leng, smile for a while, the little girl's hand to hand heart closed, the little girl's hand some cold, he Qing as far as possible to his palm temperature to her.

The little girl leads He Qing to a ward on the fifth floor. He Qing feels that the people here are a little strange. They always look listless.

But he didn't think much about it, until the little girl led him to the ward, he saw the little girl's identity information and disease on the sign at the end of the bed.