Those tender and innocent years of Tian Tian and Tian Cheng

  It was a midsummer afternoon, the lush branches shattered sunlight on the ground, the century-old trees beside the ancient streets of N City all showed that this city has been enduring in the baptism of history, it is a kind of majestic beauty close to vicissitudes and full of vitality. The ancient street stretched far away to the intersection of Hengxin Road and Zhuoxin Road.

  Although it is midsummer, walking on this road can still feel a refreshing coolness. The lush branches and leaves are clustered together in the air about 7 or 8 meters above the ground, and looking up does not feel dazzling. Of course, the meticulous developer did not intend to give up this oasis in the city center.

  In just two or three years, the white ceramic tiles on the walls of the apartment building will be a testament to its completion. Not to mention that the white wall and red roof of this building are eye-catching, but its superior geographical location, with the bus station to the east, the Flower City Mall to the west, N University to the south, and the Jingguo Library to the north, is enough to make one sigh in admiration.

  Moreover, the neighborhood is surrounded by greenery, and in the center of the apartment forest, there is a 2,000-square-meter rose garden that can be said to be squeezed out from between the teeth. Every time the roses are in full bloom, the entire garden is filled with fragrance, exceptionally charming. The ancient trees that have stood for thousands of years and the historical museum that records history are enough to elevate people's mood.

  As a result, this place became a coveted spot for the wealthy, with prices reaching as high as 100,000 yuan per square meter. For a time, news of it filled the headlines of three editions of the "Ancient City News", making it seem that living here was no longer just a normal need, but a symbol of status. The name of this ancient street is: Pusa Street.

  Of course, the young ones did not understand how much better this superior geographical location was compared to ordinary residential areas. At that time, Tian Tian only knew that when she held Tian Cheng's small hand and walked on Lin Yin Street, Tian Cheng sang nursery rhymes he had just learned from school. Then, a small piece of sunlight like jade sprinkled on her tender white face, and the feeling was very comfortable.

  She listened with peace of mind, melting herself into the smooth song like a cow's milk. She didn't want to mention her parents who were busy with overseas business, they were so busy, just like ants moving house without stopping, she knew it was not suitable to describe her parents in this way but she couldn't find more suitable words to describe them. Maybe, the connection with her parents is just that bank card, she thought.

  "Sister, do you think there's a city up in the sky?" Tian Cheng raised her head, gazing upwards at the sky. Her black pupils were as clear as lake water, seemingly untouched by any impurities.

  "Fool, you've been reading too many comics." Tian Tian rubbed his soft and smooth short hair, laughing.

  "If there is such a city, I must take my sister up to it, and we will sit on the edge of the city watching the snow-white clouds floating beneath our feet." As she spoke, Tian Cheng narrowed her eyes and smiled, her long eyelashes fluttering like two small black brushes, revealing a row of pearly white teeth.

  "Hmm..." Tian Tian nodded thoughtfully, casually slinging Tian Cheng's blue cartoon backpack over her own shoulder. She tightly grasped his hand.

  Tian Heng looked up at his sister in a daze, and his footsteps slowed down involuntarily. Tian Tian noticed the change in him and squatted down to stroke his weak shoulders, saying: "Little Heng is tired."

  "I didn't expect Tian Cheng to frown, purse his red lips and say seriously: 'Xiao Cheng is a man, he will protect his sister in the future.'"

  Tian Tian suddenly lost his smile, and this little adult's appearance was really cute. She shook her head helplessly, and had to put the school bag on Tian Cheng's shoulder again, scratching his nose "Our family's Little Cheng has grown up!"

  "When are Mom and Dad coming back?" A faint, childish voice mixed with a weak, almost inaudible sigh floated into Tian Tian's ears.

  Yes! They haven't come back for almost a year. Looking back, the last time was when Tian Cheng fell seriously ill and fainted at school. When she received the news and rushed to the hospital, she saw Xiao Cheng's usually rosy face turn pale, with cold sweat wetting his hair. He gritted his teeth in pain, moaning softly, and grasped the bed sheet tightly. The frail him looked like a reed trembling in the wind, appearing so small and helpless.

  Tian Tian felt her hot blood rushing into her brain, like a strong gust of wind blowing through the forest, almost blowing her off the cliff and into the deep valley below. At that time, she didn't know that this heart-wrenching, fearful feeling of losing something was called fear.

  That was the first time she felt powerless in the face of death, she remembered grasping the female doctor's arm tightly, her fingernails digging into the doctor's skin, and the snow-white jade-like arm suddenly bulged with fine veins. She stared at the empty eyes, not saying a word, like a wooden puppet whose strings had been cut off. The doctor was shocked that such a young girl could have such great strength, so she covered her palm over the back of the little girl's hand, warming her icy skin, and said calmly: "Little Cheng will be fine."

  The calm and confident words of the female doctor added a sense of comfort to her, she made the heart that was jumping wildly in her chest return to its normal frequency. She pretended to be calm and slowly walked to Tian Cheng's bedside, gently wiping away the sparkling sweat beads on his forehead, gazing at him, and whispering in his ear: "The doctor said you'll be fine, I believe it."

  Tian Heng gazed at her determined eyes, which were transparent and clear. Her calm tone was full of trust, without any hint of abnormality. He almost thought he just had a stomachache and was resting here. He hooked his finger around Tian Tian's little finger and said softly: "I'm not afraid, it just hurts."

  "Xiao Cheng was the bravest, right? Mom said that if Xiao Cheng is good, she will come back to see Xiao Cheng." Tian Tian squinted her eyes, seemingly smiling happily, but a large teardrop fell from her long eyelashes. Without any embellishment, she immediately turned her head towards the window, using her shoulder to wipe away her tears, staring blankly at the gloomy and depressing weather outside, as if it was going to rain...

  At nine o'clock in the evening, Tian Tian tucked in the quilt for Tian Cheng, who was still frowning despite being fast asleep. Just now, the doctor had removed a bloody intestine from his body and placed it on a stainless steel tray, with a few drops of fresh blood splattered around it that seemed particularly eye-catching. Tian Tian raised an eyebrow: "Throw it away, don't let him see it."

  She walked out of the ward, and the young her didn't know that appendicitis was a common abdominal surgical disease. She only knew that Xiaocheng would hurt, Xiaocheng's body lacked something, thinking of this, her heart ached. She took out her phone, dialed a string of numbers, and the clear and tender voice in the corridor seemed particularly ethereal, "Hello..."

  Xiao Cheng is sick, he's in the hospital.

  "For a moment, she paused, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly: 'I don't care what time it is where you are, what you're doing, or how many directors are discussing issues with you. Mrs. Tian, all I know is that your son is suffering right now. Don't use your flashy, insincere language to try to impress me. I don't believe you can't even spare a day. You'd better treat those stacks of renminbi as if they were your son, and then never come back again. When you're old and grey, with white hair and in your twilight years, maybe the renminbi will bring you a single genuine tear.'"

  After she finished speaking, she quickly hung up the phone and leaned against the cold wall. Her body slowly slid down, and she felt as if she was out of breath, without any strength to support herself. She buried her head in her knees, like a small shrimp, tightly wrapping herself up. In that darkness, she sighed alone, with no one able to see the tears that had long since spread across her cheeks. No one could hear her sobbing or sniffling. At the end of this long corridor, only the dim white lamp accompanied her, while outside the window, a torrential rain was pouring down...

  Digression

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