Chapter 26 Visiting Gifts

Five years have passed since the last time.

Although the five years are not long, you can still see the traces of the years.

Different patients, different family members, and replaced doctors and nurses.

The color of the wall, the location of the garbage can, and the rust on the door lock hole.

Only the smell of disinfectant that makes people nervous has never changed.

A bag of apples in his left hand is as red as that year.

Hold your right hand on the door handle and take a deep breath.

Push the door open with force--

The leaves outside the window are blowing loudly, which is more annoying than the smell of disinfectant.

The old lady, who was leaning against the pillow and knitting a sweater, raised her head and looked at the person through the presby mirror.

And in another disease**, the man was leaning against the pillow and quietly tilted his head to the window in a daze.

"Is the little girl his girlfriend?"

"No."

"It doesn't matter to admit it in front of an old man like me. I won't tell anyone..."

"I'm really not his girlfriend."

"So what's your relationship?"

Under the eyes of grandma's gossip, she didn't know how to answer.

What is her relationship with him?

Brother and sister?

Although the two adults have that intention, it seems too early to call them that.

Friends?

Although they entered each other's friend list in the game. But in reality, in a world where applications do not pop up and cannot clarify each other's relationship, she can't know whether she is in the other party's list.

A former partner... right?

Thinking like this, I didn't say anything.

She didn't answer the other party's question, but just smiled shyly.

Sitting in front of the bed, I put the bag on the ground, took out two apples and put them on the table.

He took out the fruit knife that had already been washed and wrapped in paper towels from the bag, put the newspaper on his leg, picked up the apple and peeled it up.

Grandma got out of bed and went to the next room to visit.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, she glanced at him, as if he was still wandering.

"The apple has been peeled."

The other party turned his head and looked at the apple she was holding in her hand.

I looked at the apples on the ground again.

Looking back to her face, the two looked at each other, "Why is it an apple?"

"Because it means peace." She handed over the apple.

Looking at the apple, he hesitated for a moment, but still took it.

Seeing that he had been staring at the apple, "I didn't expect you to find it. Yes, I injected poison into it.

He heard the words and hummed, "If it were you five years ago, I would probably believe it."

"You really don't understand..." Seeing him bite the apple so arrogantly, "That child may be the one who wants you to live well."

"What, don't you believe it?" Seeing the other party's eyes, she gently pulled the corners of her mouth and said, "I have always believed that you are the biggest obstacle between those two people. As long as you live, your mother can't ignore your feelings and will keep a distance from my father. That's why, once you die... no one can stop those two people anymore.

The apple in the mouth is obviously sweet, but I always feel that it doesn't taste right.

"Five years ago, I bought those apples. Not only to make you hate my father more through me, but also to oppose them together more strongly. It is also to let you get the blessing of the apple god and live well. In this way, you can oppose them together longer and more spiritually.

He stopped chewing, his hand holding the apple hung down, and the sheets were stained with apple juice.

"At that time, I thought this move could be successful..."

"Why did you tell me this?" He watched her take another apple from the bag and start to peel it.

It can indeed be hidden in your heart for the rest of your life without telling anyone.

Even so, there is no need to say so in detail.

She restrained her eyelids and looked at the apple peel that had never been broken and had been piled up on the newspaper little by little.

"I've always been proud of it before, because I'm good at peeling."

He reached out and pulled out a peel. "I don't see that you still have this skill."

She put the knife on the table and held the peeled apple in one hand.

"But how beautiful these peels are..."

Throw the peel and the newspaper into the trash can with one hand.

She looked at the trash can and said, "Even the beautiful peel is the same, not to mention the ugly... Whether it is good-looking or not, as long as it is unnecessary, it is better to throw it away than to keep it."

"I used to think it was a pity, but now I can gradually accept it," he opened his mouth and bit, "because there is no place to put those things."

It has been able to naturally lose those beautiful peels.

It's like being able to lose those unwanted kernels.

She went to the bathroom to turn on the faucet and flushed the sticky juice on her hand down the sewer.

She often feels that washing hands is a very pleasant thing.

Because you can wash away superfluous things at any time.

Returning to his bedside, she decided to say something happy, "What kind of person did you sponsor your operation?"

"I don't know either." His eyes turned to the right, "I only heard that one of my mother's classmates came back from abroad and accidentally heard about me..."

He didn't see the man, but his mother went to see him once, and then the money was put into the bank account.

"Well, according to your personality, you will try your best to repay that person, right?"

She knows this better than anyone else.

"Of course you have to repay others for your kindness!"

Looking at him answer as a matter of course, she smiled.

"Speaking of which, I can't call you Mr. Knight in the future."

"If you want to scream, I won't stop you..."

He turned his head out of the window and blushed.

Whether in reality or in the game, we...

"The two are clear..."

"...?"

His head twisted back again, with a pair of confused eyes, and his face was still red.

"You said it. In order to repay me, help me complete the task of finding a series. After finishing it, I will leave the game and no longer owe me... Well, aren't we clear now? No one owes anyone."

Looking at such a relieved smile, he was a little uncomfortable.

"That uncle said he would give you 100,000 yuan, right... Can you... Can you... Lend me?"

"Ah?"

This time she was at a loss, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to return the money to that person first... If that person goes abroad again, it may become difficult to repay."

"...I won't borrow it."

"If you can't spend it now, you might as well lend it to me first... I will definitely return it to you slowly! And you won't be charged for food in my restaurant in the future!"

"How do you know I can't spend it? And you promised to eat without paying for it in the restaurant a long time ago, didn't you?

"...Is there really no way to lend me?"

"...why is it me?"

"I just think that if I owe you, it will be better to pay back... You are easier to find and familiar with it."

"..."

She looked at him quietly. When did her relationship with him become so good?

Is

easier to find?

Is it more familiar?

He looked at her with sincere eyes and saw a struggling expression on her face.

For a long time, she opened her mouth.