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Late that night, Liu Yiyi got on the plane back home. She only carried a schoolbag, a change of clothes, simple toiletries and two books.
She read a book on the plane with the light on.
Secretary Su looked at her cautiously.
It was February 4th, the day she and Song Jinying left, and it was now April 29th, a total of eighty-three days, less than three months, but Liu Yi seemed to be a different person.
She has a ponytail, no bangs, a white T-shirt, nine-point trousers, and blue canvas shoes, looking fresh and neat.
At this moment, she lowered her eyelashes, held a pen, and read quietly. The warm yellow light from above her head shone down, giving her skin a velvet-like halo, delicate and gentle, as quiet as a painting.
Feeling Secretary Su¡¯s gaze, Liu Yi turned over the book and looked towards her. His pupils were dark and bright. When he looked straight at someone, he was focused, clean, and had an indescribable impact.
"What's wrong?"
Secretary Su¡¯s heart skipped a beat, and she immediately looked away, apologizing for her offense.
Liu Yi replied that it was okay and continued reading.
After a few seconds of silence, perhaps because the long journey made people bored, Secretary Su unexpectedly became talkative.
"The boss has changed a lot too." She smiled to cover up her sadness, "You two seem to be completely different people."
Liu Yi paused for a moment. She turned over the unread page of the book without answering.
After a long time, Secretary Su said again: "Actually, you have a great influence on the boss."
Liu Yi shook the tip of his pen and asked, "What disease does grandma have?"
Secretary Su looked at her and replied: "Diabetic heart disease, complicated by post-infarction syndrome. On the third day of the Lunar New Year this year, the old lady suffered a sudden myocardial infarction."
Liu Yi pursed her lips and didn't ask why he didn't tell her at that time.
During the second half of the flight, the two did not talk.
Liu Yiyi fell into a daze on the plane and was awakened by the change in air pressure as the plane descended.
She turned to look at the window.
It¡¯s raining outside. The raindrops were torn into threads and streaked across the window.
It¡¯s another rainy day.
As soon as the plane landed and was still taxiing, Secretary Su answered a call. After hanging up, she looked at Liu Yiyi with a heavy expression.
Liu Yi had a bad premonition: "Something happened?"
Secretary Su said: "Old Madam I can't do it anymore."
After leaving the airport, we went straight to the hospital.
It was still raining lightly when the plane landed. The rain got heavier on the road, thunder rolled over, the trees on the roadside were bent by the strong wind, and the world was hazy and chaotic.
Liu Yi vaguely remembered the day she went abroad, but a few months later, she came back again, in the same rainy weather. The days when I went abroad were like a dream that never happened.
Secretary Xiao Su was waiting at the door of the hospital. When the car stopped, she came over with an umbrella and shielded Liu Yiyi from the heavy rain and said, "The old lady just woke up and has been calling your name."
Liu Yi was surprised.
I wanted to ask why I called her, but after thinking about it, I remained silent.
She ran into the hospital at a trot. The wind was so strong that the rain slanted on her body, making her arms and calves wet. The temperature was freezing, causing goose bumps.
Enter the hospital and go upstairs.
Liu Yiyi saw Song Jinying in the corridor outside the intensive care unit.
She was sitting on a couch, wearing a black women's suit, with her hair tied up and a few strands hanging down her cheeks. She stared blankly at the floor, motionless.
Secretary Xiao Su called out: "Boss."
Song Jinying¡¯s eyelids moved and she slowly looked over.
Liu Yi noticed that she had lost weight again, her cheeks had changed from thin to thin, her eyebrows were cold, and she had no expression or warmth. She stared directly at Liu Yiyi with an unfamiliar cold and sharp look.
Liu Yi stopped and after a while, he called out dryly: "Mr. Song."
Song Jinying immediately withdrew her gaze, continued to look at the floor, and said hoarsely: "Grandma is waiting for you."
"Okay." As soon as Liu Yi walked over, when she passed Song Jinying, she smelled a distinct smell of smoke.
Liu Yi walked into the ward.
A doctor and nurse were standing by the bedside, and when they saw Liu Yi, he stood up straight.
Grandma Song was lying on the bed. Unlike Liu Yiyi¡¯s imagination, her whole body was not covered with tubes. She was just lying calmly, covered with a quilt, revealing two thin arms and hands.Looking at grandma, she remained motionless.
It may have been a long time, or it may have been only a few minutes.
Secretary Xiao Su held Liu Yiyi¡¯s hand and asked her to rest in the ward.
As soon as Liu Yi wiped away her tears, she looked back at Song Jinying, who was standing upright in the intensive care unit, and asked with a choked voice: "Where is she?"
Secretary Xiao Su said softly: "The boss still has a lot of things to deal with."
Liu Yiyi was taken to a single ward and she sat on the sofa. Gradually she recovered from the breath of death. She actually didn't know why she cried, but the cold breath of death lingered in her heart for a long time, and she was still afraid.
She held her hand tightly.
Secretary Xiao Su handed over a cup of hot water. Liu Yi held it in his hand, looking at the dense heat, his mind was in a mess.
Many sounds passed through her ears, and many pictures flashed in her mind, but those things were like the tide hitting the rocks, crashing in, breaking, and receding, leaving nothing behind.
The water in the cup became cold, so Secretary Su changed it to another cup, and Liu Yiyi continued to hold it. When Secretary Su gave her a third cup, Liu Yiyi calmed down.
The ward was quiet, with two glasses of cool water on the coffee table.
Secretary Xiao Su just sat down on the single sofa, looked at Liu Yiyi, and asked her: "Do you want to rest? I will take you to the hotel."
Liu Yi moved his bright black eyes: "Hotel?"
Secretary Xiao Su added: "Or go to the courtyard. Do you want to go back?"
Liu Yi looked at the water in the cup. After a while, she asked, "Where is Mr. Song?"
Secretary Xiao Su still said the same thing: "Mr. Song has many things to deal with."
Liu Yiyi hesitated for a long time and finally asked: "Is she okay?"
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