Xiaotuanzi doesn't understand their approach.

After all, technology is so advanced now that you can send text messages and make phone calls. What's more, the second brother comes back often. Xiu Xiu can definitely meet him, but she doesn't. She just sticks to such an old way and can't do anything every half a month.

Send a letter to my second brother.

She said that this is a special way for her to pursue her idols, just like "Kuafu chasing the sun". Although it is an act of overestimating one's abilities, one still has to be ambitious.

Xiuxiu is interesting, and her second brother is more interesting than her. Every time Xiuxiu sends a long speech, her second brother will reply. Every time she spends so much money and sends it back with stamps, there is only one word.

--read.

It's like a teacher correcting students' homework, so old-fashioned and stiff.

Xiaotuanzi couldn't figure out his second brother's thoughts, so he said he didn't care. He sent a letter all the way back and said he cared. Xiuxiu wrote so many words with him, and it was hard for half a person to write an eight hundred-word composition.

Yue wrote him a thousand or two thousand words, but he only replied "read".

But even if there was only one scrawled word at a time, Pan Xiuxiu still enjoyed it and sent it once every two weeks, filled with joy for the word "read".

It was hard for her to persevere in anything she did. She spent three days fishing and two days drying nets. She also learned to play the piano. After two lessons, she gave up. She was better off learning painting and took more than a dozen lessons.

But this incident is already in its third year.

Pan Xiuxiu carefully collected this letter. The letters at home have been sorted and placed in drawers, becoming a kind of souvenir.

Although the letters Zhuoyang sent back each time were brief, the stamps were very beautiful and almost different every time. Sometimes they were scenery, sometimes they were small animals. She liked them very much and was reluctant to take them off for fear of destroying them.

I broke it, so I put it with the letter in chronological order.

At noon, Xiao Tuanzi and Pan Xiuxiu walked out of the school together. There was a newsstand not far from the school. Xiao Tuanzi would buy lottery tickets every once in a while, and would change the place to buy lottery tickets every time.

Pan Xiuxiu couldn't understand Xiaotuanzi's operation, but in fact Xiaotuanzi was just saving her first pass. She started her career when she was preparing for college, and she didn't want to ask her family for start-up funds.

The lottery was just for fun at first, but she didn't expect that she won two hundred thousand the first time.

After she turned eighteen, she opened a passbook in the bank. Her ideal start-up capital was one million.

The first time he claimed the prize, the boss was shocked. Not long after, the newsstand pulled up a banner saying that someone from his place had won the prize.

Xiaotuanzi knew very well that he shouldn't be too annoying, so he would buy it from another place every now and then, and he would accept it as soon as it was good, so he wouldn't buy more at that time.

She thought for a while and wrote down a few numbers on the paper. The boss glanced at the numbers she had written and just smiled, "Little girl, you are too amateurish in filling in these numbers."

The boss also has people who have won hundreds of yuan in prizes. He usually keeps an eye on the numbers of candidates and has discovered some patterns.

This little girl didn't even change the numbers when she chose them. 6+2, she actually chose seven of the same numbers.

From a probability perspective, this is a small probability among small probabilities.

Xiaotuanzi smiled and said nothing, "Boss, just press these numbers and type them out for me."

On the side, Pan Xiuxiu's candy bar phone suddenly rang several times. She looked at the number and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. She frowned and asked, "Hello?"

The other party didn't speak, and could only hear the sound of breathing, like a somewhat restless gasp. Suddenly, an idea flashed in Pan Xiuxiu's mind, and then she asked with some excitement, "Is it Brother Zhuoyang?"

Xiaotuanzi subconsciously put her head over and took a look at the caller ID. She was shocked, and it was really her second brother's call.

Just by the sound of her breathing, Xiu Xiu could tell that this was her second brother? Xiu Xiu is so amazing, right?

Xiaotuanzi secretly gave Pan Xiuxiu a thumbs up, and Pan Xiuxiu smiled sheepishly.

This is like the highest level of star chasing. You can tell whether he is her idol just by breathing!

Xiaotuanzi wisely went around to the other side so as not to disturb the second brother and Xiuxiu on the phone.

Zhuo Yang calmed his breathing for a moment, "What are you doing?"

It was a very common conversation, and the tone became calmer.

But Pan Xiuxiu frowned, "Brother Zhuoyang, are you in a bad mood? What's wrong? Is someone bullying you?"

"No." The voice was a little hoarse, showing a bit of exhaustion, "I'm just tired."

"You must say something if you have something, don't hold it in your heart."

Zhuoyang pondered for a moment and laughed muffledly, "You should say this to yourself. Isn't there a lot of pressure in the senior year of high school?"

Pan Xiuxiu scratched her head, "I'm fine, I'm a scumbag and I'm calm inside."

"Didn't you say you also want to take the medical university entrance examination?"

"Well... yes, I will work hard." Pan Xiuxiu clenched her fists, "Although I am a bad student, brother Zhuoyang, don't worry, I will not give up on myself."

There was another moment of silence, and then Zhuo Yang slowly said, "What if I tell you not to take the exam?"

"Huh? Brother Zhuoyang, what do you mean? You have no confidence in me?" Pan Xiuxiu suddenly felt a little frustrated.

Zhuo Yang hesitated for a long time, "Forget it, it's nothing, I'm hanging up."

"Dududu..." Pan Xiuxiu looked at the phone screen with an inexplicable expression.

Zhuoyang leaned his back against the wall, his breath filled with the smell of disinfectant.

At this time, an old doctor came out of the office and saw Zhuo Yang. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "As a student in the same batch of internships, you have done a good job. The death of the patient is not your fault."

, you have tried your best. His organs have already failed and death is inevitable. We can only prolong his life as much as possible, but we cannot save it. I know that as a medical student, this is the first time you have faced

Death is sad, but it is the only way to go."

The old doctor also admired Zhuoyang very much. He could see that he was a very responsible and promising doctor, so he gave so many instructions.

Zhuoyang nodded absently, and the old doctor sighed in his heart. He also came from this period, so how could he not understand?

Others have advised you too much, but in the end, you still have to step out on your own.

After the old doctor left, Zhuoyang strolled forward and unknowingly reached the door of the hospital morgue.

Even though the door is closed, there is still air-conditioning seeping out.

His heartbeat fluctuated violently, but his complexion gradually became calmer.

He knew that sooner or later he might become numb to life and death.

But at the moment, he was really feeling extremely uncomfortable, and his heart ached so much that he couldn't extricate himself.

It was a living life, and he could not forget how his children cried in front of him until they could not stand up.
Chapter completed!