The boy didn't remember much, not even his own name, he only remembered that his parents called him Xiaomu.
In addition, he has no impression of his relatives other than his parents, as if those people are far away from his life and have never had any intersection.
When he was very young, his parents moved their family here, and his father was a woodcutter who made a living by collecting firewood, and worked very hard every day from sunrise to sunset.
My mother took care of everything at home, and sometimes she would do odd jobs to supplement the family.
And life is hard because of his illness.
He had been sick since he was very young, and for as long as he could remember, it was like this, his mother boiled a decoction for him every day, and the yard was the bitter taste of the decoction that could not be dispersed, and it seemed that at the mention of these, he would frown and feel the bitterness on the tip of his tongue.
He takes medicine all year round, so his mouth is bitter, but in order to survive, he has to eat it again.
His illness was very serious, and he did not get better in the slightest because of the medicine he had taken for many years, and even the doctor specially invited by his father from the city only shook his head and sighed after seeing his illness.
It is said that his illness was brought out of his mother's womb, and if he could not be cured, he could only delay it for a day, day by day, and it would be over if he really couldn't drag it out until one day.
I guess it won't get better.
He himself understands, but in order to reassure his parents, every time he takes the medicine, no matter how uncomfortable it is, he will endure and pretend to be refreshed, laughing and making trouble, he thinks that this will make his parents think that the medicine he takes is useful.
Those drugs can only maintain his current situation, so that his condition will not deteriorate again.
But as he grew older, his condition worsened day by day, and those medicines gradually became less useful than before, and in order to let him take medicine, his parents owed a lot of money, which was so much that he might not be able to pay it off in a lifetime.
No one lends them money anymore.
Even the money lenders in the city began to avoid his father.
With no money, he can't afford medicine, and he's destined to watch his condition get worse and worse Even the last doctor he remembered who came to visit him was persuading his parents to give up.
His illness can't drag on for long, the longer it drags on, the more pain he will have, it is better to give up and let him live two happy days, which is worth it.
But his parents, how could they be willing.
After so many years of perseverance, he has the only hope, but now he still has to die, and no one can accept such a result.
There was no money, not even the last money, his father used the only money to exchange for his last two meals, and then in the middle of the night, thinking that after he fell asleep, he discussed with his mother that he wanted to give up but didn't want him to suffer so much anymore, anyway, he was going to die, why soak in the medicine jar every day, it was better to leave some happy memories in the last two days, and it was not in vain.
But his mother couldn't accept it.
Even paranoid that it was his father's selfishness that wanted to give up the child.
His father never spoke again, and the husband and wife were silent all night, as if they had chosen to use silence to decide the outcome.
He heard all these words, heard them very clearly, he hid in the quilt and cried all night, not because he was afraid of death, but because he was afraid of what would happen to his parents after he died His parents put all their energy on him, and if he couldn't hold on and he died, then his parents would collapse as well.
What to do Xiao Mu hesitated all night, and couldn't think of a way to get the best of both worlds, so that his parents didn't worry at all.
When it was almost dawn, he was so tired from crying that he fell asleep in a daze.
What he didn't expect happened, and when he woke up, his parents were gone Xiao Mu was startled, and he wondered why this was happening.
It was as if the world had evaporated, and everything in the house was still there, but his parents were gone.
Xiaomu searched for two days.
For two days without eating or drinking, I searched all the places I could find nearby, and finally, I waited at the door, waiting for them to come back.
His only hope was that they would come back, and he convinced himself that maybe they were just going to figure out a way, to find a way to raise money, to find a way to save his life, but in two days From sunrise to sunset, sunset to sunrise, and sunrise to sunset On the morning of the third day, the sun slowly rose, and Kogi knew that they would not be coming back.
His parents really let him go, and he died.
It's also to make yourself have to die His condition was getting worse, and since his parents left, his condition had worsened, and he thought that he might die one day, and then he waited and waited, slowly exhausting those expectations, and then As he said, he didn't hate them and was able to understand them.
If they can still live well somewhere in this world after leaving him, he is also relieved.
This was originally Xiaomu's expectation, hoping that after his death, his parents could live well Chen Ziyou listened to the little boy's words, and his heart was very uncomfortable.
Neither can it be said that his parents are irresponsible, nor can he complain that fate is often so cruel, or leave him behind, or die together.
Of course, Xiaomu's parents hope that he will live, but Xiaomu does not have that chance Why?
According to what Xiao Mu said, his illness was very serious, and his parents would leave him.
However, after Chen Ziyou's examination, it was determined that Xiaomu was not sick.
He was just a little weak in his qi and blood, which was all caused by his lack of nutrition and not eating well.
It's not like you're terminally ill and can't live.
"Xiao Mu, do you remember what your father was like" Yu Ce gently patted Chen Ziyou's shoulder, and asked him to rest for a while, adjusting those impetuous emotions.
"Yes."
Xiao Mu said, without the slightest hesitation.
"Then if you see him again, will you still recognize him?"
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Yu Ce asked again.
"Of course, he's my father, of course I remember him.
Don't care if it's a month, two months, a year, two years, even if it's ten or twenty years," Xiao Mu's voice gradually withered in his throat.
He will remember, no matter how long it will be, he will remember what his parents looked like.
However, he didn't have that much time, not ten or twenty years, not even a year or two Xiao Mu's reaction made Yin Yutang's heart extremely bitter.
This child is sensible and distressing, he is young, but he knows everything, understands everything, maybe life and death, makes him look at everything in the world very lightly.
"You guys, I'll go find you something to eat."
Xiao Mu desperately resisted the urge to cry and got up to find something to eat, but as soon as he turned around, his weak figure disappeared into the heavy rain, and Qingwu Demon Strange Talk was gone :