"She... she didn't go with you?" Ju Nian said with her head down.

The old man coughed on the bed, and Wu Yu didn't care about answering. He worked for a while before he calmed down his grandmother's cough.

"Yes, she asked me to go with her. But Ju Nian, you know, I can't leave." Wu Yu said lightly.

Ju Nian felt a sour sound in her heart: "Because of your grandma's illness?"

"This is a reason. I'm worried that I'm not what she expects, nor have the strength. Where can I go? I don't even know what I can give her. But she's so stubborn." When he mentioned Chen Jiejie, what was in his light brown eyes? Love? Compassion? Or repentance of impulse?

"So she left alone?" Ju Nian's voice trembled undetectablely.

Wu Yu nodded, and there was a faint and bitter self-mockery at the corner of her mouth.

"Maybe she was disappointed with me."

Yes, of course I am disappointed. But isn’t the expectations given to me by myself, so disappointment is also true.

Ju Nian couldn't imagine what kind of determination Chen Jiejie needed to leave her greenhouse and not get Wu Yu's promise to leave her alone. She asked herself that she didn't have the courage.

The old man started a new round of coughing, and Ju Nian helped Wu Yu to caress his chest and calm his breath.

When a person is old, he can feel the destruction of his body with just one pair of hands.

"How long have my grandma been sick? Have you seen a doctor?"

Wu Yu used a towel to wipe the phlegm stains on her grandmother's lips.

"Every time I checked. People from the nearby health center said that they had no choice but to send them to a better hospital in the city." He turned around and smiled at Ju Nian, "Actually, they also said, let me give up."

This is Wu Yu's only relative and the one who raised him.

That feeling of powerlessness also penetrated into Ju Nian's heart: "What should I do?" This sentence itself was pale.

Wu Yu was still holding a towel in his hand: "Sell the house." He said this, as calm as saying "The weather is good today."

He has no body, and some of them are just this broken house. How much can the house be sold? Who will buy it? The money he received can save the old man in his tranquil age? Even if he is lucky enough to survive the disaster, where should he settle down in the future?

These are all problems. Each problem is a mountain that I can't climb over. But if it were her, she would have made this only choice.

"I'm pretty lucky, someone is willing to bid." Wu Yu told Ju Nian this "good news" in a light voice.

"who?"

"Lin Henggui."

...

Ju Nian seemed to laugh, and it became astringent in her throat, with a fishy smell.

"He is the only one who is willing to make money to buy a house. And he gave a lot of money, 17,000 yuan."

"Do you believe him?"

"If you don't believe it, you can do anything. You will be sent to the hospital tomorrow. All the documents have been prepared. He will pay me 8,000 yuan first as hospitalization fee, and then pay the rest later."

Ju Nian stopped talking, and her grandmother's cough never stopped. The patient was afraid of the wind and the house was tightly locked, so she felt breathless.

"I'm leaving. I'll go to the kindergarten to pick up Wangnian later, my brother."

"Okay, I won't take you to a ride anymore, be careful."

"Um."

"Year of Orange!"

Ju Nian stood there, and later took out something from her pocket, placed it in Wu Yu's palm, and then closed his fingers.

That was the month's breakfast and pocket money she had just received from her father, and she gave it to him all fifty yuan.

Wu Yu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were thin and long, like silk rain, covering the barren fields.

"Ji Nian, if my grandma's illness is cured, we will sign up to play mixed doubles in badminton games for middle school students in the city." He seemed to be saying an out of reach oath, feeling sad.

"Okay." Ju Nian nodded, holding her hand on the door frame. The old wood that had been decades old had termites. Once you pinch it, you were riddled with holes.

"Wu Yu, I, I have a request."

Ju Nian turned around and looked at Wu Yu. She had an illusion that he was also listening and waiting.

"If you really think I am the most important friend, no matter where you are going, who you are with, how far you go, and whether you will come back... before leaving, remember to say 'goodbye' to me, okay?"

Wu Yu just needs to say "good" or "bad", nod or shake her head.

But, he said, "I swear!"

Was he uneasy? He has forgotten that the oath is the weakness he least believes in.

On the 16th day after Chen Jiejie left, she was an ordinary morning reading time. When the students were used to the vacant seats beside Ju Nian, she walked into the classroom with her schoolbag under the gaze of fifty pairs of surprised eyes, shattering the silence all over the ground.

The calm morning reading was filled with whispers. She greeted Ju Nian calmly, looked at the English for a while, and began to bury her head in depicting her nails. The long-lost smell of paint made the curiosity of the bystanders ignite to the boiling point, but she seemed to have just said "beat" to everyone after school yesterday.

Chen Jiejie is back, just as she ran away unexpectedly, and now she is shocked to return to her position. It seems that the school and the teacher have been greeted in advance, no one commented on this matter, and no one expressed surprise.

In the afternoon of the same day, a notice of Chen Jiejie's absence from class was quietly posted on the corner of the campus propaganda column. After a few days, it was torn apart. This vigorous incident ended with a completely disproportionate silence.

Chen Jiejie was no different from usual. She walked lightly, greeted her classmates whom she knew her. Even if she suddenly turned around, she seemed to be unable to see the eyes of various meanings. In this way, no classmate dared to ask her what happened, why she left, and why she came back, including Ju Nian.

However, during a dull evening study session, Ju Nian was carrying the principles of economics, but Chen Jiejie buried her face in the pile of books and said carelessly: "You are right. He also said that."

"Hmm? What?" Ju Nian was stunned for a while before turning her attention.

"He said, 'I can't take you away'. That tone is exactly the same as you. You are worthy of being good friends who grew up together." After Chen Jiejie said that, she kept laughing, and she lost a lot of weight.

"Why are you back?" Ju Nian asked cringely.

"I thought I was free, but I met a thief in Sanya. Apart from a few clothes, nothing valuable was left." Chen Jiejie seemed to be telling a joke that had nothing to do with herself. "I realized that I couldn't move forward at that time. I didn't have the skills to make a living, couldn't endure hardship, and couldn't see other people's eyes. It seemed like a bird raised with feed, and it couldn't fly high even with wings. So I wandered around for a day, borrowed a phone call to my mother, and they rushed over that night. My parents didn't dare to say a harsh word to me. They were afraid that I would be mentally stimulated, and they were afraid that I would run away again, so they coaxed me. The windows and balcony of the house were sealed tightly, haha."

"Why are you doing this?" Ju Nian plucked his pencil aimlessly, "I should have known from the beginning that Wu Yu is different from you."

Chen Jiejie said: "He said he couldn't give me anything...but I don't want anything, I just hope he holds my hand." At this point, she smiled tactfully, "But it's true, it's better not to make promises to people like me."

"Do you blame him?"

"What's wrong with him? He never promised to take me with him. At least, at least he didn't lie to me."

Ju Nian wanted to hate Chen Jiejie. She would feel better if she blamed the disappointment and sadness in her heart. But she couldn't hate it, and she always did this. Chen Jiejie just had the same dream with her. She fell asleep peacefully and refused to wake up, but Chen Jiejie missed the opportunity in her sleepwalking. They both placed the dream on Wu Yu, but forgot to think about how he could carry it.

"Why is Sanya?" Ju Nian was puzzled.

"Have you heard that when you reach the end of the 'end of the world', making a wish will surely come true."

"Do you believe that wishes can really come true?"

Chen Jiejie said: "I don't care. I've made a promise, so I'll finish what I should do. The rest is God's work." She burst out laughing and leaned on the desk, "Maybe it's really effective, but people like me and Wu Yu are nothing strange if they break the example."

As Chen Jiejie said, after she returned home, her parents coaxed her softly, fearing that she would have another mistake. No matter how the adults asked her in different ways, she did not reveal who she ran away for. This matter was wiped out and would not mention it again. But in her bedroom, there were many iron branches behind the beautiful lace curtains, and the money in her hands was strictly controlled. The mobile phone was tactfully taken back, and the computer could only be used for study. As long as she appeared in a place with a phone, there would definitely be people who followed her. When going to school, after school, playing, and all under the escort of her own car, they became a veritable bird in a cage.

Except for Ju Nian, no third person knew that Wu Yu, who was incompatible with each other, had intervened in Chen Jiejie's life. It was already a luxury for Chen Jiejie to find Wu Yu as unscrupulously as before. Ju Nian became the only connection between them. She silently handed the letters to Wu Yu, and brought back a few words that Wu Yu was pitifully few.

Wu Yu said: "Let her not be stupid."

Wu Yu said: "Tell her, you must be fine."

Wu Yu said: "I'm sorry."

When Chen Jiejie heard this, she always smiled sweetly, but she never stopped her letter.

Ju Nian talked less and less in front of both of them, but she was just a messenger.

One day, Fang Zhihe, who rarely talked to her, took the initiative to greet her with a novel by Jin Yong.

He said: "Xie Juinian, do you think the bone-transforming palm is powerful?"

The bone-transforming palm is a skill in the internal martial arts, soft outside and hard inside, continuous. There are like flying feathers and cotton wool pounced on the body, and it was not aware of it, but I don’t know when it starts, and the invisible parts in the body are broken in an instant.

Not long after, Wu Yu's grandmother died in the hospital bed after using up her last medical expenses.

When a person dies, he will be relieved and all diseases will be cured. This is also true.
Chapter completed!