In the hospital corridor late at night, Liu Moxi hurriedly looked for Liu Siming's position with the handrail.
Through countless sincere prayers, the walls of the hospital now hear Liu Moxi's whisper, "Dad, you'll be fine..."
Yin moting followed her and tried to reach out to help her many times, but she threw her hand away.
"This way, he's here, Xi Xi."
Yin moting indexed Liu morxi all the way to the place where Liu Siming's body was parked.
Seeing the man covered with white cloth, Liu Moxi's uncontrollable tears burst the embankment again. There were silent tears, which was the ultimate cry of sadness.
With trembling steps, she moved to Liu Siming's body and fell to her knees. Whether he was her biological father or not, he was a person with nurturing grace. She didn't come. She sent him away in a hurry.
Whether it's unfilial or ridiculous, fate seems to be particularly interested in teasing her. The range of joy and sadness is like a roller coaster, which makes it difficult for her to resist.
Liu Moxi knelt down on the bone deep floor and cried for a long time. She had no strength to cry and almost had to lie on the ground.
Yin moting couldn't bear to let her continue crying like that. "Xi Xi, don't be too sad. People can't come back from death."
A tear fell to the ground and splashed out drops of water, just like her broken heart at the moment.
She wanted to talk and asked Yin moting who did it and who wanted to kill her father.
However, when the words reached her throat, she found that there was no strength to support her to speak, only a faint gasp, pouring out her continuous despair.
Yin Mo Ting picked her up. Because of his strength, he felt the wound on his chest crack and bleed again. If his blood can replace her to be sad, he is willing to flow all the time.
Liu morxi was brought back to the hospital bed by Yin moting. He didn't struggle all the way. His petite body was like a soft wicker. I recognized him to tease him.
When I fell asleep, I didn't hear my tears. I didn't know whether to fall asleep or wake up again.
A quiet night, if it can sweep all the pain, then everyone will expect to see the rising sun.
But Liu morxi doesn't want to see the sun anymore. If she thinks she can cheat herself at night, it may be a dream. Once she sees the sun, she has no reason to cheat herself.
Whether you like it or not, the sun will rise on time and force you to face reality.
Liu morxi looked at the empty room. Yin moting didn't know where to go. She propped up her body, hugged her legs and curled up at the head of the bed to feel a little warm and safe.
When a person listens to the sound of a clock, his heart will become more and more empty
She is really completely alone now. She can wander or wander alone. She is carefree. Is this a relief or a punishment?
Just thinking, Yin moting pushed the door and came in. He had breakfast in his hand, including steamed stuffed buns, porridge, little chaos and so on.
Liu morxi looked at his dark circles so obvious that she knew he hadn't slept all night, but now she had to plug her up, "Yin moting, if I sell myself to you, can you hold a funeral for my father!"
She has no money and no money. Only when she is penniless, she will be forced to learn to face the dark reality. Liu Siming can't lie in that cold bed all the time. She wants him to live in peace. Now she can only turn to Yin moting for help.
Yin moting's heart under the tear wound must be blown up by her anger. Why should he say so unkind? Even if he doesn't love her, there's no need to say that he sells himself to bury his father!
He held back his anger, drowned his voice, fiddled with breakfast and said, "have dinner. I'll take you after dinner."