Chapter Eleven: Memories (Third Person)

  "Mom, are you guys going skiing?" Han Qiuqiu said with a cold voice.

  Han's mother held Han in her arms, stroking his hair and said: "Han, be good! Work hard to win the first prize, Mom will go to Switzerland to buy you a gift, okay?"

  Han shook his head and said, "I'm going too."

  "Okay! Next time we'll bring you along, this time let's bring your little brother first. As the older sister, you should be more understanding."

  A humble nod.

  Standing at the door, Han looked at his younger brother's happy smile with a bad taste, but there was no way to do anything except see everyone off.

  Little brother saw Han's unhappiness, ran to Han's front: "Han, don't worry. I will definitely bring back many delicious and fun things for you, don't be unhappy."

  Looking at his obedient younger brother, Han also revealed a relieved smile.

  The next day?

  Hanru participated in the piano competition as scheduled. During the final round, Xuer, who accompanied Han to the competition, looked at Han's nervous expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

  "I don't know, I feel uneasy in my heart, as if something big is going to happen." said Han.

  Xue'er looked at Han and smiled: "It's okay, maybe it's just some big competition that made you nervous. You just need to do your best. You won't let your family down, will you?"

  After hearing Xue Er's words, Han gave a firm gaze back to Xue Er: "I will definitely be fine. Although Dad and Mom are not by my side, at least you are still here. You must promise me that for this lifetime, you will accompany me."

  "En!" Xue Er also returned a firm gaze to Han.

  "Then I went on stage."

  "Go for it!"

  The game is on, Xue Er's phone rang: "Hello!"?

  "Excuse me, is this Anling Xue'er?"

  "Yes. Who are you?"

  "Are you a friend of Miss Wind and Cold?"

  "Excuse me, is there something I can help you with?"

  "We are from Anling Hospital, miss. Your friend's whole family died in a traffic accident, only one little boy is left, constantly muttering 'sister... sister...'".

  "What did you say? You're saying that Han's dad and mom are dead."

  "Yes, miss. And that little boy might have been frightened too much..."

  Xue Er immediately interrupted her: "We'll go right away, you settle down first, Lin."

  "Yes, young lady."

  Hanging up the phone, Xue Er looked anxiously at Han performing on stage, and her heart couldn't help but feel afraid.

  The competition is over, and Han indeed won first place. When Han excitedly hugged Xue'er, Xue'er's tears finally couldn't help but fall down, and Han asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

  "I'm sorry."

  "What did you say?"

  "Your dad and mom as well as your uncle and aunt are all dead."

  "Where are they now?"

  "It's cold, go ahead and cry. This way I'm even more scared."

  "By the way, where's Cheng?" Han said calmly.

  "It's nothing, they're at our home hospital." Xue Er said shakily.

  "Let's go!" Han took Snow's hand with one hand and held the trophy with the other, heading towards Anling Hospital.

  Arriving at the mortuary, Han used his trembling hands to lift the white cloth covering the four adults, and knelt on the ground crying for a whole day and night. Xue'er also accompanied Han by her side, comforting him.

  Han finally collapsed: "Xue'er, thank you for accompanying me. This is my last time crying, I will not let myself shed tears again, I must be strong, I still have Cheng. Now Cheng needs me very much, I cannot fall down, I want to accompany Cheng, give him fatherly and motherly love, let him feel that he has not lost his dad and mom."

  "Alright! I'll support you. If you have anything in the future, remember to call me and I will definitely help you."

  "Thank you, Xue Er."

  "Alright, let's go find Cheng now."

  "Alright, I'll take good care of Ting. Now he can only rely on me, Grandpa is not around us anymore."

  Han and Xue'er arrived at the house together, they saw Cheng sitting on a chair with his hands clasped around his knees, constantly calling out: "Sister... sister..."?

  Han ran past with a cold heart, and Xue'er also withdrew from the room, closing the door behind her, because she knew that now they should be left to talk things through.

  "It's alright, it's over." Han held Cheng in his arms and comfortingly stroked his head.

  At this time, Cheng's tears could no longer be held back: "Sister, I'm sorry. It was me, it was my fault. Waaah~~~"

  "No, it's not your fault. Let the past go and focus on the future. Your sister will take good care of you. Be good, don't cry, be strong."

  Cheng stopped crying, looked up at her sister's eyes that were red and swollen with bloodshot, and said painfully: "I will definitely protect my sister, I won't let anyone bully us. Now we only have each other to rely on. Sis, promise me, I want to sleep like dad and mom, don't ignore me."

  "Really! Han will never leave Cheng alone. Let's pull a hook." Han said happily.

  "Ah!"