She looked at him in tears and laughter. He suddenly came here tonight and thought she was pregnant?
I'm kidding. If she's really pregnant, can she be as calm as she is now?
The smile on Ying Hannian's face was completely lost, and he glared at her deeply, hoping to see the trace of lying on her face, even if it was only a trace.
"Go and get your checklist."
He said it almost with his teeth clenched.
Lin Yi saw that he was so upright. He couldn't help but be stunned. Is it necessary to be so serious? Isn't he the one who misunderstood? It's useless for her to clarify?
She didn't want him to argue much, so she stood up and left. After a while, she came back with the checklist. The grass on the edge of the lake was a little sparse, and the lake was full of cold light. Ying Hannian sat there on the bench, bent down and sat with her hands on her forehead. She couldn't see his face, and didn't know what his expression was. It was just that the figure looked more than 100 times lonely.
A person's mood suddenly falls from heaven to hell, which is about that.
Lin Yi went over and handed the list to him.
Ying Hannian straightens up and looks down at the examination results on the list. He loses his expression on his face.
He knew medicine, she knew he could read, sat down beside her and said, "maybe you heard me wrong."
She's not pregnant at all.
Ying Hannian suddenly raised his eyes to see her, and his eyes were full of reluctance. He reached out and grasped her hand. His fingers pressed her pulse, and his eyebrows tightened more and more tightly.
Lin Yi didn't resist, only after he touched for a while, he said, "how, I'm not pregnant?"
"I haven't been studying medicine for a long time. I can't find out the pregnancy within 40 or 50 days." Ying Hannian still refused to give up, black eyes staring at her, "then how did you just want to vomit?"
What's the matter with her reaction?
Lin Yi scratched his itchy neck and said faintly, "it seems that I'm allergic. As soon as I eat nuts, it's itchy and disgusting."
"Have you eaten?"
Ying Hannian asked. "No, but the symptoms are very similar. Maybe I was wrong. I'll go to the hospital tomorrow and check again." She way, see should cold year or urgently stare at her, some helpless, "you still don't believe? Why don't I have another check-up tomorrow, and you'll be with me to have a real look
All said so, Ying Hannian had no reason not to believe it. He hooked his lips and was full of self mockery. He leaned back on his chair and his eyes were gloomy.
I thought I was going to be a dad.
I thought she had his baby.
It's a dream, but it's not a dream. He really thought about their future. He thought about whether the children would be male or female, whether the girls would be more like her or themselves, and whether the boys would be too naughty. He thought about taking the children to his mother's grave in the future and telling his mother that there was hope in his life, with children and a woman he loved most.
Unfortunately, it's all fake.
It's all fake.
All of a sudden, the wound hurt again, tearing. He bent down with the examination sheet, and his head was dripping with cold sweat.
Seeing this, Lin Yi quickly held his arm and asked anxiously, "how are you? Does the wound hurt again? I'll take you back to the hospital. "
He always does not take his own injury seriously, only then can become more and more serious.
"It's too late. I'll ask Qixing to pick you up. You go home first."
Ying Hannian pushed away her hand and sat there with her eyebrows twisted, trying to endure the pain.
"But..."
"If you want to go back, don't be afraid to be found by your father?" He didn't need her. A girl sent him away in the middle of the night and came back alone.
"Well, I'll go back first. Are you really OK?"
Lin Yi asked, really a little worried about him.
Ying Hannian waved her hand and asked her to leave without saying a word. Lin Yi nodded and turned to leave. He sat there alone, covering the wound with his hand and looking down at the calm lake.
At this time, if you take a picture, his face should be engraved with two words: joke.
He raised his lips in self mockery.
……
That night, Ying went back to the hospital in the cold year, which made the doctor toss again.
Standing in front of the window of the ward, Jiang Qixing sighed at Ying Hannian, who was very sleepy on the bed.
The man who should have been lying in the hospital quietly ran out and made his injury worse. Not to mention, he brought back a piece of bad news.
Jiang Qixing picked up a crumpled checklist, but she was not pregnant.
All the joy was gone.
Don't mention brother Han. Even he went to see the baby shop on the street and wanted to give it to brother Han as a gift. It turned out to be a misunderstanding.
"Pray for the stars." Lying on the bed of the man suddenly opened his eyes, eyes dark, "in fact, like me, no children is a good thing, is a misunderstanding or."
That's what he said, but his tone was self mocking.“……”
Jiang Qixing is silent. "It's said that coming out of the street of life and death, we are only born for hate in our life, but I've moved my mind that I shouldn't move, and I'm also delusional of having a home and a stable future." Ying Hannian gave a bitter smile and covered his eyes with a layer of fog. "Am I wrong?
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"brother Han, when we're done, you can give birth to as many as you want miss Lin to. It's not urgent. Now you're still at ease. I'll run outside. "
Jiang Qixing stood there, not knowing how to comfort him.
"Well."
Ying Hannian said so, but he didn't sleep all night.
The next day, Ying Hannian got up and washed his face with cold water in the bathroom. Finally, he woke up a lot and put down the Oolong affair.
He turned around and supported the wall. With some difficulty, he went to the desk and sat down. He picked up his mobile phone and looked at some business above. He was ready to work. A rush of footsteps came from the outside.
"Brother Han!"
Jiang Qixing rushed in from the outside. He was not as cold and panting as usual. He still had a piece of paper in his hand.
"What's the matter?" Ying Hannian looked at him, "go to see if Lin Yi has come. She said she would bring me breakfast."
The meals she brought were to his liking, so he wrote them down.
"Brother Han!"
Jiang Qixing rushed in front of him and put the list on the table in front of him. He said solemnly, "I just met a little nurse who spilled the list all over the floor. As a result, I found this one in it."
Ying Hannian took over the list and just glanced at it. His face solidified immediately.
"Brother Han, I don't know about medicine, but I read your list yesterday. If you didn't get pregnant yesterday, this column of data is inconsistent, does it mean that..." Jiang Qixing stood there, and his words stopped.
The next second, Ying Hannian picks up the list given to him by Lin Yi next to him. The two lists are put together, with the same name and the same age, but the data is completely opposite.
One is not pregnant.
One is pregnant.
One is from Lin Yi. One is from the hospital.