Section 5

"What happened, my dear?" Grandmother hurriedly walked in, seeing her in a daze. While wiping the sweat from her forehead, she gently patted her back, "Did you have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, Grandmother is here."

Why do you still want to appear in front of him

Zhu Jiu said impatiently, "Get out of the way!"

In recent years, she felt that she had been doing well, but only when standing in front of him did she realize that she still could not casually say, "Long time no see." Moreover, she was unable to tell him, and also herself, that it was all in the past

She has only met Zhou Zhizhi once, and there is no need to even greet her; at this moment, she has no inclination to engage in small talk with her

Zhu Jiu clearly saw a fleeting pain in her expression as she got up. She reached out and pressed on the spot where her grandmother had pressed before, "Does it hurt here?"

"It turns out that the person I saw in front of the hospital a couple of days ago was really you," Zhou Zhizhi seemed to say to her, as if murmuring to herself.

At this moment, Zhu Jiu had no inclination to offer compliments. She made an effort to make her voice sound as normal as possible, "Grandma, tomorrow I will take you to the hospital for a check-up, okay?"

After chatting for a few more moments, Zhu Jiu said: "Ah, I am currently helping my grandmother wash the dishes, I will hang up!"

For her, nothing has passed; those memories have always remained deep in her heart. The riddle still exists, those wounds have yet to heal, and that love has not died.

Suddenly, Grandma let out a soft "Oh dear".

She moved it up a bit and then pressed down hard; Grandma immediately let out a "hum" sound

In the quiet underground parking lot, under the glaring and pale lights, the sounds of punches and kicks, curses, and mockery filled the air. His pale face, marked by restraint, was continuously flooded with large amounts of bright red blood from his mouth and nostrils. Her eyes, brimming with tears, and her voice, desperately muffled...

She remained silent, unable to respond.

Here

Zhu Jiu brushed past someone in the garden downstairs, and a woman in a nurse's uniform walked by her but suddenly turned back.

Not yet, I will send you a message once I have made the reservation.

Grandma thought for a moment and said, "It happens often lately; it should be indigestion. It's nothing serious, I have my own medicine to take. At my age, it's normal to have some minor ailments, so don't worry about it." She smiled and added, "Don't forget, your grandma is an experienced traditional Chinese medicine practitioner! And quite skilled at that!"

The implication of my grandmother's words, how could she not understand it. However, knowing is easy, but doing is difficult

In fact, she was not like this before. In the past, even when she watched a slightly sad movie, her mood would become low. There was also a time when she accidentally burned her hand while boiling dumplings, and the pain made her cry uncontrollably, requiring him to comfort her for a long time

But she knows, and it is only she who remembers it.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." The grandmother, who was bending down to arrange the dishes, stood up while supporting her abdomen and waved her hand.

Because someone indulged me, I allowed myself to be completely vulnerable. In the years that followed, I was left alone, and when faced with anything, crying was merely for my own sake, as there was no one to wipe my tears or comfort me. Only by becoming resilient and strong can one endure those difficult moments

Zhu Jiu's eyes turned around, realizing that he had fallen asleep on the recliner in the pharmacy

It has been the fifth day since I returned, and perhaps I should book a return flight. Just as I was thinking this, I received a call from Ji Silang

She wanted to leave, but Zhou Zhizhi persistently blocked her way.

Zhu Jiu, do not come here again! Keep your distance from him, I will not allow you to hurt him again

Zhu ... ... old? '' A voice of surprise and hesitation sounded behind her

Hanging up the phone, I turned my head and saw my grandmother looking at me with a gentle smile, her eyes bright. Being so close, she must have heard a man's voice on the other end of the line, and since I was speaking casually and affectionately with Ji Silang, it's no wonder my grandmother had that expression.

Zhou Zhizhi has already left and come over with the book. She looked at Zhu Jiu as if facing a great enemy, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

Zhou Zhizhi suddenly grabbed her, looking straight at her with a somewhat cold tone: "Why did you come back?"

Zhou Zhizhi's stern warning drifted over from afar

She turned around and looked at that person, a face that was both unfamiliar yet vaguely familiar

Upon hearing this "why," Zhu Jiu suddenly felt a bit amused. What is going on today? Everyone seems to be a curious little baby

"What happened?" she asked anxiously

Grandmother did not press further, but simply pointed to the pitch-black night outside: "Child, look, it is dark now, but it will soon be bright again. Turn over, and it will be a new day."

She is 1.68 meters tall, and Zhou Zhizhi is much shorter than her. When the two faced off, Zhou Zhizhi slightly raised her head, and on her delicate and gentle face, there was an incongruous expression of anger. She bit her lip and said, "How can you still have the face to entangle him after what you did to him back then?"

Grandmother shook her head

Grandmother hesitated and nodded slightly

"This is a matter between him and me, and it has nothing to do with you." She fiercely pushed Zhou Zhizhi aside and walked away quickly, as if something terrifying were chasing her from behind

Zhu Jiu slightly nodded and turned to leave

Outside the window, the setting sun sinks heavily, night is about to fall, and another day has passed

Her expression changed slightly, this place should be ... ... the right hypochondrium

"Have you booked the return ticket?" It was early morning in San Francisco, and he had probably just woken up, his voice still carrying a hint of drowsiness, somewhat alluring.

Ah!

Zhu Jiu suddenly turned over and sat up, gasping for breath, with cold sweat pouring down her forehead

Just good friends. She smiled, preventing her grandmother from further inquiries

Zhu's expression changed suddenly, and he slowly clenched his fingers

She waved her hand aside and said softly, "Miss Zhou, this seems to have nothing to do with you"

Such a bare and hostile gaze overlaps with a figure from the faded memories of Zhu

She asked, "Grandma, have you been experiencing bloating lately?"