087 You still have me

Before returning to the courtyard, Bai Xijing heard Wang Fu's voice from outside the carriage and said in a very anxious tone: "Son, son, it's not good. The little prince's situation is a little bad."

Waiting for Bai Xijing and Fang Siyuan to rush back to the other courtyard, the doctor stood at the door and shook his head at them, looking a little regretful. Bai Xijing's heart thumped, and he was speechless.

She has only known Shaoling for more than a month, but every time she looks at Shaoling as if she had seen herself when she was a child, she couldn't help favoring him and almost spoiling him as her own brother. But now the six-year-old child was declared hopeless by the doctor.

Bai Xijing's face suddenly turned white. He grabbed Fang Siyuan's hand and asked, "Will it be all right? Isn't it?"

Fang Siyuan is not a doctor. How did he know that although there was no change in expression on his face when he heard this situation, he was also anxious. However, Bai Xijing kept asking questions, as if he was eager to get some answer from him.

But Fang Siyuan is not a golden saying. If he doesn't die, Shaoling will not die. Although sad, he has accepted such an ending. I wanted to say something to Bai Xijing, but when I came to Bai Xijing's misty eyes, I sighed and said, "It will be all right. The doctor has always liked to exaggerate."

Bai Xijing breathed a little relief when he heard this, but his body was still a little stiff.

Fang Siyuan suddenly stretched out his hand to rub her hair in a comforting manner, and then went forward to talk to the doctor. The doctor was tired, but sighed with some regret: "For the time being, he has been saved, but because the little prince is too young, his body is quite weak. Although it's a pity, you are still ready. ."

Bai Xijing and Fang Siyuan's faces are dark when they hear the words. In fact, they are all smart people, but they are still uncomfortable when they are directly said by others. Shaoling has always been a good child, which makes people feel sorry for him involuntarily.

Fang Siyuan and Bai Xijing silently walked into Shaoling's room. The sick ** Shaoling did not fall asleep, but opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were a little gray, not as shining as usual.

Fee that someone was approaching, and **'s Shaoling turned his head slightly. After seeing Fang Siyuan and Shaoling, Shaoling showed a reluctant smile on his face. He said, "Brother Yuan, beautiful sister, Shaoling likes oil sand and fir wood most. After Shaoling died, can the coffin use fir wood?"

" Shaoling!" Bai Xijing suddenly raised his voice and interrupted Shaoling's words. Seeing Shaoling stunned for a moment, Bai Xijing took a deep breath and softened his voice and said, "Shaoling, didn't you say that you would fly a kite with your sister when spring comes?"

Shaoling showed a shallow but sweet smile when he heard the words: "Yes, I still want to fly a kite with my beautiful sister..."

Bai Xijing didn't know what he was talking about at all. He just looked at the thin Shaoling, who was no longer human, and felt uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to show a trace of sadness on his face.

She just wants to talk to him all the time and keep talking. In this case, can this teenager stay by her side?

"Xijing, stop talking." Fang Siyuan suddenly called out and gently patted Bai Xijing on the shoulder with one hand. Bai Xijing came to his senses and found that the sick Shaoling had fallen asleep, but she kept talking.

It turns out that she can also say so.

Bai Xijing suddenly remembered that a few days ago, Shaoling learned painting from her. He had been holding her hand and said coquettishly, "Beauty sister, can you always teach Shaoling painting? No one has ever taught Shaoling these. Shaoling wants to learn it."

The bright teenager who shook her big hand that day is now quietly suffering from illness and can't even say a word. Even if you talk to them occasionally, you look very tired.

"Mang, Fang Siyuan, let's go to the temple to worship Buddha." Bai Xijing, who had been lowering his head, suddenly raised his head and said seriously to Fang Siyuan.

"Good." Fang Siyuan answered softly. Fang Siyuan did not believe in Buddhism, but looking at the little figure of the sick ** and the sad Bai Xijing, he could not say anything to refuse.

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Early the next morning, the two set out for the most effective inspiration temple in Ye.

Bai Xijing and Fang Siyuan worshipped every Buddha in the temple in the sound of wooden fish, and the sandalwood fragrance in the temple made people's hearts slowly calm down. The masters who recited the scriptures in the temple said about the impenetrable Buddhist principles: "The red dust is disturbed, and people are not safe, and people will eventually be reduced to a compensation for loess..."

Bai Xijing didn't want to listen anymore, so he walked into the yard by himself. Today, there was a light rain, and the cold wind in winter hit his body, but Bai Xijing stubbornly walked in the rain, allowing the rain to hit his face.

Fang Siyuan quietly followed Bai Xijing. Finally, he couldn't bear to stride forward and took Bai Xijing into his arms. He put his chin against Bai Xijing's head and sighed softly, "Don't cry, you still have me."

Bai Xijing was stunned when he heard the words, but did not push Fang Siyuan away. Instead, he put his back hand around Fang Siyuan's waist and leaned on Fang Siyuan's warm chest and cried: "Fang Siyuan, do you know that Shaoling told me this morning that he was very scared, but he actually didn't want to die..."

In a sentence, it is extremely bitter, and even Fang Siyuan's eyes are dark.

"Why do you care so much about Shaoling?"

"Because it's too similar, I understand. When I was a child, I also had a serious illness. At that time, my father took my brother to the capital to debrief, and I was the only princess left in the big white country. When people saw that I was young, they bullied me. Although I said at that it was better to die, but... I didn't want to die at all. I want to live! Shaoling... must think so too. But I can't help anything." Bai Xijing cried sadly. I don't know whether it was because of the past or because of the cold. Bai Xijing has been trembling slightly.

"It's okay. It's all over." Fang Siyuan softened his voice, but unconsciously hugged Bai Xijing tightly.

On this day, Bai Xijing cried sadly and sadly in Fang Siyuan's arms. She had never cried in such a gaffe. Maybe Fang Siyuan was too gentle this day, and Bai Xijing expressed her most real mood in her heart. Fang Siyuan's attitude towards Bai Xijing has gradually changed.

Two people who pretended to be indifferent but gentle in heart slowly approached.