CHAPTER 59

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Chu Jin rarely saw Song Qiaoxi cry.

Except when she was very young, when she was six years old, Song Qiaoxi was still a soft dumpling, because he was going to live in the boiler room and cried into tears.

Chu Jin still remembered that Song Qiaoxi's big red eyes and her small white face turned pink.

Nuo Tuanzi's full forehead, with a few strands of small curls wet with sweat, a small soft ball, lying on the green wall skirt of the old home, the appearance of Pear Flower with rain looks particularly pitiful.

As soon as she got close, she could smell the sweet and greasy milk scent on her body, and the way the dumpling looked at him crying and hiccups, Chu Jin remembered it all up to now.

The other time was when Song Qiaoxi was nine years old, because Aunt Qiao joked that he was going to "marry a wife" and dropped a few drops of golden peas.

But Song Qiaoxi shed tears the two times, and he soon coaxed.

He rarely saw Song Qiaoxi unable to control her emotions. Even if she fell pain, she was scolded by her parents occasionally, and the teacher said a few words, she never cried like other little girls in the compound. stop.

Song Qiaoxi is like a little sun. She loves to laugh, and she always smiles and emits light.

The crying squeamish bag is not a label on her body.

The boy tried his best to maintain his attitude, thinking quickly what to do.

The last time she comforted her was when Xixi was six years old, when she knew that she was not going to leave, she quickly stopped crying.

But sister Qiu Meng's condition is not so simple. Chu Jin also heard the discussion of several aunts of the neighborhood committee in the boiler room, and his heart was also mixed.

"Chu Jin, is there any way you can wow, Aunt Gao said, sister Qiu Meng will not be twenty years old, she is sixteen years old this year..." Song Qiaoxi lowered her head in a voice, and it seemed that she was still there. Suppressing their emotions, they didn't let themselves cry loudly, "They said that sister Qiu Meng was a heart attack caused by the mother's womb, and it can't be cured. They said that Uncle Xia wants a white-haired person to send a black-haired person..."

As if finally unable to hold it back, Song Qiaoxi became more and more sad when she said it.

Chu Jinyan watched Dou's big teardrops fall from her big apricot eyes and quickly slid from her eyes to her chin. The crystal teardrops hung on her chin. She shook her body, and then fell to the lap of her chest.

"Chu, Chu Jin...I, I don't know what to do, how can I save Sister Qiu Meng, I, I don't want Sister Qiu Meng to die, ooh..."

Song Qiaoxi cried out of breath, grabbed Chu Jin's sleeves and shook it.

He grabbed Song Qiaoxi's hand, the little girl's hand was very hot, soft, and her palms were slightly sweaty.

Chu Jin felt uncomfortable, and sister Qiu Meng treated him very well, but he understood the special significance of Xia Qiumeng to Song Qiaoxi.

Xixi’s dream of “traveling around the world” was given to her by sister Qiu Meng. Xixi wanted to learn photography when she grew up. It was her sister Qiu Meng who inspired her. Xixi’s English is her first sister. Served as a teacher of enlightenment.

In the heart of this little girl, the longing for the future is all this gentle and patient big sister, guided by tolerance and support.

"Don't be afraid, don't think about it. Aunt Gao and others are not necessarily right." After considering the words, she cleared her dry throat and squeezed the palm of her hand, "I will take a towel and wipe it for you. Is it okay to wipe your face?"

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