"Then let her come. Don't worry if she doesn't come."

"Xiao Jing is coming back."

"Okay. Let her come back. Mom will be happy too."

"Ah."

"Xiao Rong and Xiao Jia don't know yet."

"Don't talk about it for now. If you talk about it, you won't be able to come back, so don't worry, besides, they are already suffering there."

"I know."

"Mom ate noodles today. It's too soft."

"Then make it harder."

"I ate rice noodles yesterday. I thought it was too hard."

"Drink porridge?"

"Congee is too bland. Stir-fried vegetables are too greasy. She has to eat sugar recently. I think sugar is always bad. What do you think?"

"It's like this when you're sick. It doesn't taste good to eat anything, just let her go."

He Yudong felt that something wet his pants.

Then he started patting Ran Qiuye on the back.

Let's talk.

"it's okay no problem."

Ran Qiuye nodded.

Actually it's been pretty good lately.

Even throw up.

She also suppressed a mouthful of food.

Chemotherapy begins.

Hair fell out in handfuls.

Ran Qiuye quietly tidied up the hair on the pillow.

She came over and said she wanted to stay and see how much was lost.

Squeeze out a smile.

She coquettishly said that her face was too soft.

The buns are too hard.

But the father took a look.

And continue to eat obediently.

"He Yudong. Mom is so obedient. The old man in the next room dropped something again, rattling the bowl. I saw his son cleaning it up. I suddenly thought that she had such a bad temper, so I could feel at ease. She is still so good, no matter how uncomfortable she is, she doesn't make it difficult for us, she wants us to feel better, and take care of her easier and save trouble. What should I do, is she too good, I can't catch her. "

"Don't say such things."

He Yudong said it.

It was not until Ran Qiuye realized that it was unlucky.

Bah bah bah for a long time.

Then more tears.

A drop becomes a string.

He Yudong could no longer remember.

Ran Qiuye cried like this for the first time this week.

Also.

Illness comes like a mountain.

The mother fell down like a mountain stepping.

Ran Qiuye also seemed to shatter when touched.

Every inch the mountain falls.

Ran Qiuye was the one at the foot of the mountain.

Also down an inch.

Even worse.

Who can hold it.

He Yudong passed by the son of the old man next door.

A man in his 30s who is five-year-old and three-year-old.

Finally haggard.

When he knelt down to pick up something, he showed a flattering and helpless smile.

This is nothing more than torturing each other.

Some people feel uncomfortable taking out their emotions on a loved one.

Someone is running around caring for a broken relative.

One month.

Ran's mother was no longer the same as when she came in.

Lost hair.

Although it can still cover its head.

However, it fell horribly.

The food you eat will be spit out.

You have to spit out half of what you eat.

The fat man at that said it was just the beginning.

When the time comes when you open your eyes.

Dad is blind in one eye.

The next day there will be another unnamed big pimple.

The day after tomorrow, I spit out all the bile again.

What a tough old man in the past.

The ribs are now clearly visible.

Ran Qiuye couldn't help closing his eyes halfway through hearing it.

The man smiled and apologized.

"Sorry, I shouldn't be talking to you now."

"It's okay. I just don't want to accept it yet."

"Take your time. Just came in. It's a long time."

"How long have you been?"

"one Year."

"Hopefully we can last as long as this."

"Definitely."

Ran Qiuye shook his head.

"The doctor told me."

"what?"

"My mother has many lesions, which cannot be traced to the source, and can be inherited. The current chemotherapy is looking for needles in a sea, which is almost useless."

"Inherited..."

"Ah."

Ran Qiuye spoke very calmly.

"No. Check carefully. Take care of yourself, don't fall down first, don't be intimidated by this."

"know."

There was another sound from inside.

It was the old man who was calling.

The man makes a gesture to go in.

Ran Qiuye nodded.

turn back.

Father Ran stood there.

Ran Qiuye trembled in fright.

"Dad? Aren't you taking a walk with Mom?"

"She went to the toilet. I'll come back first and get her some paper."

"Mom threw up?"

"should be."

"Um..."

Ran Qiuye nodded.

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