The next morning

Ji Lun woke up as the little girl chanted. He opened his eyes and looked at it. There was no one in the room. He listened with his ears. The soft voice came from a distance in a certain direction. It was the language of the neighboring countries in the north. He could only understand a few words...

The head nurse with a blue striped hat, who was pushing the door and coming in to deliver the meal, was relaxed. Ji Lun asked: "Is anyone singing outside?"

"Singing? No..." Nurse Fei looked a little confused.

Ji Lun smiled and changed the topic: "Aunt Fei, I can get down and walk."

Nurse Fei was stunned and watched the boy get out of bed, and slowly took one step, two steps... and kept saying: "Okay... OK..."

In fact, he is still walking slowly and his legs are not strong enough. After walking for a while, he needs to sit down and still needs a wheelchair assistance.

But this is much better than disability.

Nurse Fei was surprised and called Dr. Huang, but Ji Lun couldn't even stop him.

The middle-aged doctor walked in with great strides. Without saying a word, he pressed Ji Lun back to his wheelchair, squatted down and took out a small rubber hammer, knocked on the test knee to jump reflex, drew a few strokes on the notebook, checked all aspects, and slowly clicked: "Not bad..."

"I want to meet my sister."

"No, the dean has given instructions... You children cannot communicate without medical procedures. You children don't understand anything. This is not an ordinary disease. You randomly guess and do not cooperate with the doctor's instructions..." Dr. Huang paused, as if considering Ji Lun's mood and recovery situation, and said: "Like the same as before, look at her through the glass window... Don't worry, nothing happened. Ji Xiangsi recovered well last night. Even if you continue to observe, you don't want her to leave any sequelae, right?"

"Thank you, Dr. Huang."

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Looking through the glass window, it was different from the spiritual world, the situation was different from last night, and even for Ji Lun, who had a memory disorder, it was different from the situation in his childhood memory. It was the first time he met in the sun.

The girl was rolled up with a snow-white quilt, facing the wall, wearing a white bear hat, gently clenched her hands on the quilt, and her short back, looking like a little girl about ten years old... This is undoubtedly not the age of a girl that my sister has.

But Ji Lun was sure that it was her, but she was not sure about her mood at this time... What does it mean to ask herself to come and meet, but she didn't see her?

When the girl heard the sound of footsteps outside, her ears moved, her body was a little tight and stiff, and facing the wall, it seemed that the snow-white wall was more worth watching than her younger brother.

"She may be asleep... let's go out." Ji Lun nodded to Dr. Huang, left behind with his hands on his back, and a small piece of paper held in his fingers disappeared.

A transparent mist was sent into the little girl's bed in the ward. Ji Lun held the hospital wall step by step and walked back to the stairs. When he reached the entrance of the stairs, he stopped again like last night... This time, he wanted more than just newspapers.

"I still want to go out for a walk and go outside the hospital."

This is a real attempt to break through this hospital building that has been trapped for seven years. Recovering your legs is just the basis of the first step.

"Yes, I have communicated with the yard. You can go out during the day to adapt to recovery, and you also need to return to the hospital at night. You must be accompanied by a nursing worker, Lao Zhang, and you can push a wheelchair by your side to take care of you at any time." Dr. Huang said.

I went out tentatively. I thought this would be strongly opposed by the hospital, but as a result, Ji Lun was very surprised and didn't mind the arrangements of the adults. I thanked Dr. Huang. When I left the duty room, I looked at the calendar on the wall again, and it was on the 19th day of the newspaper yesterday. Now the calendar is October 20th... October 20th?

It's late autumn, and winter is not far away.

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Golden autumn in October

The streets in the sun, the refreshing air, and the town outside the hospital are very different from the foggy town in Ji Lun's impression.

It is a typical small town in a small county town in the mainland. The permanent population of local household registration is not too large, only 20,000, and most of them are agricultural populations. There are not many economic industries in the town. It is slightly famous for textiles, furniture and rice, but it has a convenient water transportation hub. It attracts tourists from other places with the scenery of gray fog mountain. It is not neat but full of people, and there is also a bustling and lively market.

"Today is the market day, and the rain clouds are leaving, and the weather is clear... It's good to go." Lao Zhang, a caregiver, is a middle-aged man, a loyal and steady person. He had some stories in his early years, but he did not get dark or join the army. He returned home to continue farming and still knew some cultural knowledge, and he could tell a lot of things.

Many people in the market knew Lao Zhang, and greeted him a few times, looked at Ji Lun in a wheelchair with strange eyes.

The most amazing thing is that there is another boy coming over and patting Ji Lun's shoulder: "Jilun! Is it you?"

"You..." Ji Lun looked at him in confusion, looking familiar, but couldn't remember it.

"Ha! You really... Forgotten? I'm Baobao! Zhang Baobao! Live in Zhenxi, I'm still a deskmate in the first grade of elementary school. Unfortunately, you and your sister only studied for half a year, and later you dropped out of school..."

Zhang...bao...bao?

Ji Lun almost laughed, held back his laughter and remained polite.

Zhang Baobao seemed to be used to this situation and looked helpless: "If you want to laugh, just laugh, don't bear it. Before, before, in a certain dynasty, there was a general named Wang Baobao..."

"By the way, when will your sister come back? She may still remember that I was the same as before. Let me introduce it again. You will get the moon first. Maybe I will have the chance to get close to you... By the way, she should be half as beautiful as her mother, right?"

Ji Lun looked at him with no expression on his face.

Zhang Baobao immediately raised his hands and jumped away: "Just kidding, I wish Ji Xiangsi a quick recovery...she is a good girl."

Zhang Baobao smiled calmly and said seriously: "By the way! This time is the last sentence, the last sentence... Did Fei Shouyi go to see you recently? Last time I heard him say that your legs and feet have not improved, and you have not been discharged from the hospital so soon..."

"I saw it, Fei Shouyi left the town?" Ji Lun asked casually.

Speaking of the things between friends, Zhang Baobao was much more comfortable and nodded: "Yes, I said I was studying in a military academy in another place. I don't know which military marquis it was. Because I had something to do at home, he refused to say the name of the school. It should be Lu Hou's martial arts school, right? Isn't your father the same as Lu Hou? His father is your old housekeeper, and he has been taking care of your house, and most of it is nearby..."

"Oh?" Ji Lun thought for a while and smiled: "Maybe, I forgot, well, I have a bad memory recently."

Everything since awakening is vivid in my mind. I clearly remember what the boy said that day, "I believe that the one who saves the empire is Shen Hou."

However, in such an environment, my friends have become passionate teenagers, moving towards their ideals, and finally going their separate ways to go their separate ways. There is nothing we can do about this, and these are not even controlled by parents.

Pushing to the intersection, Ji Lun and Zhang Baobao waved goodbye.

The nurse Lao Zhang looked a little hesitant: "Where is Xiaolang going?"

As a familiar question, Ji Lun used to looking at the streets. Coincidentally, an old man with a hook nose was directing people to move vegetables to the cart in the vegetable market. Is it the old housekeeper?

Lao Zhang glanced at it and lowered his voice: "I know that Lord Ji is back, the old housekeeper is busy organizing and holding a banquet... I have been in the hospital all year round and have never been in contact with him a few times. I heard that I am still very diligent in doing things. In the past, I would ask someone to take care of my wife's foreign language teaching in the town school... By the way, now Xiaolang is going...where?"

"I'm going to my mother's place, she's waiting for me." Ji Lunli said as he was of course, pausing: "Before?"

Lao Zhang smiled awkwardly: "Later everyone knows the background of the wife, and she is very dedicated, so she doesn't have to take care of her..."

Ji Lun looked at him strangely, feeling something was wrong, but he still asked his mother directly about these things and skipped over: "By the way, has a new library opened in the town?"

Lao Zhang hurriedly said, "Yes, it's very grand. Last year, a foreign company donated it to the school. Not to mention that we have never seen it in our small county, even if it is placed in the county, there are still many books. No one has ever said this before... Who did Xiaolang say it?"

"A smart and brave girl... in a dream." Ji Lun smiled and changed the subject.

Lao Zhang muttered behind his back: "In my dream... Xiaolang is old too..."

Ji Lun: "…"

The caregiver pushed the boy and walked, a little white cat jumped on the roof of a house in Long Street, with a silver bell hanging on the jaw collar. He looked at the boy in the silver wheelchair, meowed, and continued to jump towards a delicate little house in front.

Maybe it was too late in the morning in the hospital, and it was noon when Ji Lun returned home. Smoke was coming from the roofs of every household, and the door of his yard was closed. It seemed that the hostess had received the news.

The door was still closed, and the key was found under the second flower pot and opened it, and he said, "Lao Zhang, stay in the yard, I'll go in by myself."

Lao Zhang reached out to support him, Ji Lun waved his hand and pushed him away, sat up in a wheelchair, one step, two steps... This is to walk home in person for a while, and let his mother know that her intact child is back.

Lao Zhang looked behind, looking a little reluctant, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

"Cruff--" the door opened.

The door hub was a little dry and dry for a long time. Ji Lun was a little stunned. Without thinking, he pushed the door in. A woman was in the kitchen, with her back graceful and familiar.

The sound of the kitchen stove covered the door opening. She was busy. Her back looked like a thin moon-white jacket with a smooth dress of blue cloth straight pants. Perhaps she was temporarily asked for leave from school, and her cuffs were rolled up on her arms, and the flat was neatly rolled up.

The white apron tied in front of the woman, when she occasionally looked sideways, she could see two little bears painted on it. Seeing them, Ji Lun remembered Afu and Aji, as well as the little girl who always called herself sister.

I stood at the door for a while, but I didn’t smell the scent of jasmine flowers... Has I changed my soap?

This made Ji Lun feel a little inexplicably disappointed, but when she watched her cooking in the kitchen, more memories came up, and she naturally felt like she was going home. She stepped forward and hugged the woman behind her back: "Mom, I'm back."
Chapter completed!