"Huhe...Huhe..."

Yang Qing, who was originally lying silently on the hospital bed with heavy gasps, sat up suddenly.

After a moment, in the dimly lit ward, his gaze began to focus little by little.

"So...I've traveled through time...or...I just had a dream...it should be a dream."

A strange and vague memory flashed in his mind, making his mind a little dizzy.

He could not remember exactly what he had experienced in this dream, but only remember his identity in this dream and why the dream was broken.

Because of death! The dream of death is shattered!

When I first woke up, I looked back, but it seemed like a different life.

In my dream, I died to save the child who fell into the water, and in this life I died suddenly from the darkness of exhaustion.

Every dream and one true, one illusion and one reality is all himself, and they all have the same identity.

Yang Qing, orphan.

"Luckily, in this world, I am not alone, I have four sisters who are also orphans..."

The memory blossoms of the present world were played in my mind like a movie. Four tender little faces reflected in the depths of his heart. As he muttered to himself, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

From then on, he will no longer float alone like a rootless duckweed like an illusory dream, because his heart has taken root.

"Crack..."

Just as Yang Qing's memories were intertwined in the illusion and truth, suddenly, the door of the ward was gently pushed open, and a head was carefully stretched in, and a trembling sound rang out:

"You... are you human or... or..."

"Human! I am a human!"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Yang Qing immediately came back to his senses and said, after he got up and walked towards the door.

When the people at the door saw Yang Qing coming, they shrank back their heads and heard the sound of panic running.

Yang Qing:...

Outside the ward, more than a dozen doctors, nurses and patients crowded in the aisle saw Yang Qing push the door and walk out, and they all retreated in horror.

Yang Qing:(◎_◎;)

"Well, that... don't be afraid, I'm really a human being, I won't eat... Uh, I won't bite...-_-||"

Yang Qing patted his head helplessly. Zombie movies are good, but they are easy to get poisoned.

"Bolu..."

A thermometer rolled under Yang Qing's feet, and a trembling voice sounded: "You take your temperature first."

Yang Qing: “…”

Three minutes later, the thermometer showed 36 degrees 7, which was normal, so several doctors who were originally full of panic suddenly became excited.

"Miracle! This is a medical miracle!"

"Yes, the person who was originally dead suddenly lived! This is unscientific, and I don't dare to write this in the novel!"

"I want to study the novel now! Study how he lives!"

“…”

Yang Qing's mouth twitched slightly: "Cough, that... have you never heard of medical fake death?"

doctor:……

"Let's have a full body examination first, just to prevent..."

"No, I don't do it, I have no money"

"……free!"

"Free... Can you bring four more dolls by the way?"

doctor:……

...

"Thank you, thank you, don't worry, I will definitely pay you back the 5,618 yuan medical expenses you paid in advance. This is the IOU I just wrote, please collect it."

At the door of the children's ward, Yang Qing bowed deeply to the girl and said solemnly, with gratitude in her eyes full of gratitude.

The girl looked at the words written in distortedly on the IOU in her hand, and she was a little stunned.

"You're really... okay"

A warm smile appeared on Yang Qing's thin face: "Thank you, I'm fine, if it weren't for you..."

Speaking of this, Yang Qing looked at the two little people lying quietly on the hospital bed through the ward door. His eyes were filled with self-blame and fear, and infinite care.

The girl looked at his eyes, and she suddenly understood his heart and smiled slightly and said, "Since you are fine, I'll leave first, you can take good care of them."

"Well, thank you... Can that one tell me your name and phone number? I want to wait..."

"My name is Qin Xue, hehe... do you want to treat me to a meal to repay your life-saving grace?"

Looking at the girl's delicate and beautiful face and her lively eyes that could speak, Yang Qing nodded helplessly.

"Hehe... Then I have to bring the little cuties together, my phone is..."

"...I don't have a cell phone, can you write it? I'm afraid I'll forget it."

The girl watched Yang Qing seriously and solemnly put the note of the phone number she had written and handed to him in her pocket. Her heart trembled slightly and she waved away with a smile on her face.

Kindness may not bring you good luck, but it will definitely bring you joyful happiness.

...

"Guanguo...hug"

When Yang Qing came to the bedside, the two-year-old little Donger opened her sleepy eyes as if she was feeling the response of her heart, stuck out her little butt and got up, pursed her little mouth that was about to cry, and stretched out her little arm to hug her.

"Be good, baby, don't cry. Brother, come home and make delicious food for you."

"Second...Second fruit cake"

"Okay, haha...Eat the fruit cake, come and dear brother."

"Baji"

...

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Qiuer woke up and saw Yang Qing sitting by the bed holding Xiao Donger, she was both excited and scared, and tears fell like a thread.

"Don't cry, the girl's tears are pearls, and they cannot fall easily. Let's go and pick up my sister from school."

In the scorching sun, two shadows, one big and one small, gradually faded away, and disappeared at the end of the street in overlapping.

May 1st Road...

"Brother, where is our pancake car? Have you been stolen?"

"No, I was taken away by the urban management uncles. Look, there is also a note here, and there is an address written on it."

"Then... can you get it back? Will uncle and others return it to us?"

"Qiuer is so sensible and cute, and her uncle will give us a car."

"Well, that's good. There are also money we earn by selling pancakes in the car, and the little hat made by grandma for Qiu'er."

"Um……"

Yang Qing nodded and smiled, without saying anything.

The beauty in the weak heart is often broken by the cruelty of reality.

...

Nanyuan Village is located in the northwest corner of Yangcheng. Here, workers who rent from all over the country gather, work from the sky and return in a sparse manner.

"Click"

A green courtyard door was opened by Xiao Qiuer on tiptoe, and cheerful laughter sounded.

"Wow! Sister, look, the little tomatoes you planted are so red again, hehe... Let Qiuer pick one and eat it."

"No, don't be naughty and greedy"

A little girl wearing a clean primary school uniform pulled Xiao Qiuer who ran to the small vegetable garden in the central courtyard and said with a serious face.

Xiao Qiuer:￣▽￣

"Brother, Qiu'er said you fainted and went to the hospital today. Are you okay?"

Beside Yang Qing, a little girl wearing a primary school uniform and short hair, asked worriedly with her little face raised.

"It's okay, brother, isn't this okay?"

Yang Qing touched her little head with love and smiled, "Go back to the house with Chun'er to do your homework, brother will cook for you."

"Fan Fried...Siguoguocake, pot, Shiguoguocake..."
To be continued...