Song Yue did not see Xiaoxing for the last time. When she arrived, there was only a hospital bed covered with white cloth, and she was pushed out by the staff.
Standing next to her was Aunt Liu, who was crying and almost fainting. In the end, Song Yue managed to hold on and completed the follow-up procedures.
Then, she squatted at the door of the hospital and called me.
I don't know what Song Yue was thinking before dialing my number. She must have been so sad that she couldn't help herself, because this was the first time I heard her trembling cry, and it was also the first time I saw her in such a broken and embarrassed state.
I hugged her tightly for a long time, letting her tears wet her temples and shoulders, letting her breathe slowly, and listening to the choked sobs in her throat, my heart broke into pieces.
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