First-person perspective, based on Ah Heng's memories, in a diary-like style, written long ago and reposted, not much literary flair, it's a short story.
Cherish the people in front o...
Chapter 48
I woke up at four o'clock in the afternoon.
The ward was quiet. I moved slightly, and someone came to check on me.
"Hengheng? Hengheng, you're awake? Old Jiang, come quick!"
I slowly turned my head and saw that it was my parents. My gaze swept around and returned to where it started.
My mother wiped away her tears and asked if I wanted some water. I opened my mouth, but my voice was hoarse: "No, thank you, Mom."
Then close your eyes.
After dinner, I felt much better. Thank you, Mom and Dad, for coming all this way to see me.
...
My brother is here.
He entered the ward and remained silent, staring intently at me.
Dad pulled him out, and Mom said not to worry, and patted my hair.
"Hengheng, you're a good child, don't do anything foolish... Luckily, an early-rising local saw you, otherwise what would have happened?"
Later, Qi Chengchen came in, and then Mom and Dad went back.
His face looked terrible. He put down his things, walked to the bedside, and hugged me tightly. A moment later, I felt my shoulder getting wet.
I really want to comfort my brother.
I reached out and hugged him, and after a long time, I finally managed to say, "Brother, I just miss Jiang Jianian so much."
Qi Chengchen burst into tears.
...
I've been discharged from the hospital and gone home.