我11岁之前,外婆对我疼爱、照顾,无微不至,直到她突然生病,住进了医院。那是一个傍晚,外婆突然喘不过气来,四姨赶紧带着外婆去医院。我看着救护车呼啸而去,仿佛永远也追不上。之后,我又跑又走了约莫30分钟的路程(在那之前,我出门可笑得连过街都要大人牵手才敢),经过了十几个红绿灯,穿越了许多不熟悉的街道,不断问路人:“请问中山医院在哪里?”那是我的第一次“流浪”。 Before I was 11, my grandmother loved me and took good care of it until her sudden illness and admitted to the hospital. It was an evening, Grandma suddenly out of breath, four aunt quickly go to the hospital with her grandmother. I looked at the ambulance roaring away, as if never catch up. After that, I ran and walked for about 30 minutes (Before that, I ridiculously walked the streets to be adults and hands to dare). After more than a dozen traffic lights crossed many unfamiliar streets and asked passersby : “Where is Zhongshan Hospital?” “It was my first time” “stray”.