Sometimes we are not ready, aren’t we? Maybe Saka is not ready.

Then there were a few boring days, and Saka would visit her when she was not working. He was not familiar with the Northeast. The weather just after Qingming Festival was like a naughty child playing pranks. One day, he suddenly became cold and last time to see it.

The lonely coldness when the north wind blows is even more difficult to resist than in the middle of winter. Beibei has already adapted to it and no longer called him Saka, but he is always unable to adapt to this willful weather. For someone like him who has never worn cotton pants, the wind suddenly blows, and he can only tighten his neck and subconsciously hug the girl's shoulders.

"Tian, ​​do you know why it's so cold that you're asking you to come out?" Beibei hoarsely, and she murmured as if she was alone.

"Hmm?" Qin Tian was so cold that he was a little distracted. The wind made his eyes turn red. He couldn't open his eyes or raise his head. He shrank together, as if he was about to turn into Chevrolet.

Beibei took a deep breath, carrying the unique fragrance of women, she hugged him, embedded herself in his arms, tiptoed, raised her head, and just came to his ear: "Because the weather is cold enough, the two people will hug each other to keep warm."

Her face turned red, her arms tighter, fearing that she would not hide when she let go. Her head was buried lower in his chest. She felt that her face was burning. Fortunately, he could not see anything. Her cat was still safe.

Qin Tian suddenly hugged her body tightly. She felt that she was being lifted up. Another north wind came. Before he could say it, he buried his face between Beibei's long hair and whispered: "You are not ashamed."

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The boring work is still followed day by day, but she no longer feels frustrated. Every day is brand new and happy because of him, all the unhappiness in this world has become interesting, like a fun game, and it always takes some difficulty to be strong enough.

Qin Tian was very busy at work and the professor had limited time to communicate, so the hospital arranged as many surgeries as possible, and he was in a state of great anxiety every day. Fortunately, he squeezed out all the time to be together and got together with her. His enthusiasm made her feel at ease and her whole heart was filled with her.

After work that day, Beibei and Qin Tian made an appointment to have a meal together in the hospital cafeteria. They used a big rice spoon to scoop vegetables. He said that it was a big spoon like in college, with long handles, and the rice was really delicious.

There are so many people that there is no way for two people to sit at the same table. Beibei and Qin Tian are squeezed among a bunch of women and cannot speak well, but this really doesn't matter. She always sneered and snickered. Qin Tian was generous, but she would be embarrassed. There is no need to care about the noises of Jiajia around them. In their hearts, there is probably only the people on the other side, and they don't know how to eat.

Before he could eat a few bites, his mother called: "Babe, come back quickly and go to grandpa's house. Your aunt said that your grandpa doesn't seem to recognize people very much."

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The door was open, and Beibei rushed into the room. Grandpa was sitting on the bed of the cottage, his eyes were filled with a child-like curiosity. Perhaps he heard the sound, he raised his head and watched Beibei run in from outside like a ok. The flesh on his face was loosely listed, and this was the case in the early years. He didn't say let her slow down, although he would have said it before.

In the girl's memory, it seemed that grandpa had always been so loose and kind. Beibei sat on the edge of the bed, looked at him carefully, looking for the differences. He smiled, shook his head for a while, and then lowered his head as if he was thinking about something, or that seemed to be a powerless look. He would turn his head out of the window and look at the world compassionately.

The eldest aunt sat next to his grandfather, supporting his arm. The grandfather looked at her from time to time and smiled, but he didn't know what he was laughing at, so the eldest aunt also followed him and smiled.

The aunt pointed at Beibei and asked him, "Dad, who do you know her?"

Grandpa was originally in his ears, and he couldn't hear anything for many years, so he didn't answer, so his aunt raised her voice again. This time he really heard it. He reached out and stroked his ears, narrowed his smile and looked at Beibei and said, "Xiaofen!"

That was the name of my aunt. Beibei's heart seemed to be empty and there was a slap in a beat.

"My eldest daughter." Grandpa said so comfortably, and he believed that Beibei was his daughter.

He looked like a small size younger. He retreated like a child, and he only liked to raise his head and smile aimlessly. Grandpa's skin was surprisingly white. He was originally white. It was brought down by the ancestors of this family. Compared with the old man who was as haggard as before, he looked a little more brilliant today. Although he couldn't recognize who Beibei was, he would not be tired and tired. He looked very energetic and seemed to be nothing big.

My father moved a chair and sat in front of my grandfather. My grandfather looked at him, as if he was curious, but he didn't say anything. Suddenly, my grandfather seemed to remember something, and he pointed at Beibei: "It's Beibei! This is Beibei."

"Dad! Who is Beibei?" the aunt asked again.

"Hey! My granddaughter!" He frowned and looked at his aunt, turned his head to look at Beibei lovingly, and reached out to touch Beibei's hair.

"It's okay, it's okay. I think it's Beibei, it's okay." The aunt felt relieved and smiled so hard that she leaned back and forth.

Grandpa turned a blind eye to these things. He seemed to live only in his own world. It was because of his ears that he probably couldn't hear other people's joy. He still reluctantly touched Beibei's hair and looked at her granddaughter.

After a while, Grandpa seemed to be getting better and better. Although he couldn't walk out of his own world, his body stretched out. He was not as energetic as an old man in his 80s. His shoulders seemed solid and his arms even had strength.

"It's okay, it's okay, brother, please go! Dad grab my arm, look." The eldest aunt let go and saw grandpa's hand tightly pulling grandpa's arm, his fingers embedded deeply in the flesh, and his eyes turned back and forth with his granddaughter.

"Look at it, how energetic it is. It's okay. I was tired just now, maybe." After saying that, my aunt laughed again with confidence.
Chapter completed!