He Qing pushes Zhou Li's wheelchair to walk on the hospital corridor. Zhou Li sits in front of him holding an insulated lunch box. In the cold winter, the walls of the hospital corridor are permeated with cold air. He Qing gathers Zhou Li's scarf, which is about to fall down. "Cold?"

Zhou Li retracted his face into the scarf, shook his head, put his hand on the insulated lunch box for a while, and then covered He Qing's red hands.

At this time, the two of them were wearing two down jackets of the same type, one red and one blue. The hospital was full of white in the eye. It was inexplicably conspicuous. It happened that this was not summer and autumn in the past. The old people who used to gather in the corridor to chat were now huddled by the ward heating and refused to come out.

Zhou Li looked at He Qing's coat for a while, and then at his coat. He grinned like a fool.

When he went out, Zhou Li took the coat out of the closet and gave it to He Qing. In fact, he wanted to exchange underwear with He Qing, but he Qing was so thin skinned that he could blush for most of the day just looking at the coat. He had to give up the idea and put a set of underwear in his arms back.

Zhou Li bought a lot of couple's articles a long time ago, except for daily necessities, which are clothes, from the inside to the outside, from the big coat to the small underwear. He thinks it makes them closer and more interesting. If they can wear the underwear, it should be more exciting.

He Qing pushed Zhou Li through a long empty and quiet corridor and came to grandma's ward. The door of the ward was tightly closed, and the voice of people in the TV could be heard.

He Qing made sure that grandma wasn't asleep. He gently buttoned the door, and then slowly pushed it open. Just as the little nurse who took care of grandma had just finished packing the bedding for her and was ready to go out, she just ran into her. When she saw he Qing, the little nurse said, "here you are? I'm very busy at work. Recently, the old man has missed you these days. He talks about you every day. Go in and accompany her. "

Then the little nurse turned to her grandmother, who was leaning on the head of the bed watching TV in the house, and cried, "grandma, who are you looking at?"

He Qing smiles at his grandmother and raises her hand, "Grandma!" Then he pushed Zhou Li in, patted Zhou Li on the shoulder and motioned him to go in first.

Zhou Li nodded obediently. He Qing, the elder, turned his lips. What does he Qing have to say to the little nurse? Why let him in first? What does he Qing want to say to the little nurse outside? At the thought of the familiar tone that the little nurse just spoke to He Qing, his heart was very uncomfortable.

After Zhou Li left, he Qing said thanks to the little nurse, and then asked about his grandmother's recent situation. When he learned from the little nurse that her grandmother had recovered well recently, and her spirit was very strong, he was full of joy and couldn't stop smiling.

He Qingmian said goodbye with a smile to the little nurse. After the little nurse left, he closed the door and went to the ward. The corner of his mouth curved slightly. Not long after he came, he felt a chill. He was alarmed and looked at Zhou Li slightly. Sure enough, Zhou Li Zheng looked at him with a sad face.

"Grandma, I haven't come to see you for a long time. Are you better?" He Qing automatically blocked Zhou Li's resentful eyes and said hello to grandma with a smile.

Grandma's hand is still holding Zhou Li's hand. She looks up and smiles kindly. She gently pats Zhou Li's hand and looks at He Qing nodding slowly, "come on, come on, come on

"I haven't seen you and Xiao Li together for a long time. I'm always worried about what's wrong with you two. You don't say anything. Now I'm relieved to see you come together."

Grandma took one hand and Zhou Li's hand. The other hand lifted up and waved to He Qing, "Xiao Qing, come here."

He Qing obediently went to the bedside, slowly squatted down and grasped grandma's hand. Grandma's hand seemed to climb up a lot of fine lines, and felt older than before.

"Grandma." He Qing looks at his grandmother's face full of years and vicissitudes. His eyes are slightly moist. His grandmother has brought him up since he was a child. He Qing is his only relative in the world.

He looked at grandma some thin shoulders, is such a pair of thin shoulders, carrying their whole family.

No matter when she was attacked by illness, or any other time, at least in front of He Qing, she never showed any other expression that made him look worried.

Grandma grabbed He Qing's hand, put it on Zhou Li's hand, folded their hands together, "grandma knows that she won't live long, grandma's life, ah, has been smooth for a lifetime.

Although there are a lot of big storms, we can always overcome them. Grandma has lived long enough to survive. It's nothing to die, but I can't see you two lovely grandchildren. I can't bear to think about it like this. "

"Grandma wants to see you two get along well. You are both good children. When you grow up, everything is clear in your heart. I don't want to say anything more. I just hope you can have a good life no matter before or after my death. It's not easy to meet so many bosom friends in your life. You must cherish them."

Grandma held their hands tightly and said with painstaking care that there seemed to be some emotional flow in her eyes.

He Qing's heart was deeply touched, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Zhou Li. Zhou Li was also looking at him, and the two lines of vision wanted to connect. The whole world seemed quiet, and they could only see each other in their eyes.

He Qing nodded heavily. There seemed to be something in her throat. Her voice was a little hoarse. "Grandma, we will."

Zhou Li also held He Qing's hand tightly, hooked the corner of his mouth and looked at He Qing deeply, "grandma, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiao Qing."

"Why are you so used to talking about such a serious topic all of a sudden? Grandma talks nonsense all the time. You can live a long life. How unlucky it is to talk about death all the time? Pooh, Pooh, Pooh He Qingli thought for a moment, probably felt that the atmosphere was too heavy at this time, he changed the topic with a smile.

"Ah, yes, come on, grandma. Xiaoqing has made lunch for you. It's all your favorite food before. Let's try whether Xiaoqing's craft has improved." Zhou Li gently pinched the hand that he Qing still put on his hand, and then went to reach the lunch box on the table.

He Qing also went to the corner of the room to get a small table, put it on the bed, helped grandma sit higher, and put an extra pillow on Grandma's back, which was more comfortable.

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