"Where are you going this evening?" Jiang Xi looked at them in amazement. Didn't she say that she would accompany her to set off fireworks for a long time?
"Find you a son-in-law!"
White tea left a word and went away without looking back.
Leaving Jiang Qian alone at the dining table with a messy face, what son-in-law is she looking for all of a sudden? Where's the son-in-law? White tea fell in love?
What's going on?
……
Bai Cha bought two first-class tickets and flew to imperial city.
Coming out of the airport, the weather outside was dark, and the night wind was cool and crazy.
Bai Cha takes a windbreaker of her own and puts it on Lin Mu. Lin Mu obediently follows her and doesn't quarrel with her.
Bai Cha stands by the side of the road and takes out her mobile phone. A lot of news push is all about the failure of the operation. The words and sentences of the media are similar to what she thinks.
When it's good, it's flattering, when it's bad, it's noisy.
Bai Cha doesn't care about this. She calls Ling Yu directly and takes a taxi to Huaxia hospital.
When they arrived, Ling Yu was at the door, leading them upstairs with a tired face. "I don't think I need to explain to you." Ling Yu stood in the elevator and looked at them and said, "this patient's illness has reached the point of no delay. In addition, he is also suffering from epilepsy. The operation risk is already very high. Now it is the last scene that he wants to see. The doctor is unable to rescue the patient when he is born."
"How is he?"
White tea doesn't care about anything else now.
Coming out of the elevator, Ling Yu pointed to the corridor on the right side and said, "I'm sure I'm not in a good mood. Just now, my family members came to make trouble and left."
Before the operation, they said that there were risks, but the family members were very happy that they could bear it. They thought that the ant nest technology was a life-saving magic. They didn't consider the current results at all. Once the operation failed, the family members collapsed naturally.
White tea walk past, it is a very deep corridor, no lights, a dark glass window, little light in, weak to prop up the lengthy darkness.
When the scene, a person sitting at the end of the seat, head down, back slightly bent, can not see clearly.
There's a spark flashing.
The blue smoke drifted around.
“……”
White tea stands there looking at this scene, the heart sank a few minutes, in front of some trance, as if to see that once sat in the door, eager to bury himself.
Lin Mu had already run to the scene when she was distracted.
When he saw Lin Mu, he was stiff and quickly took the cigarette from his lips. Lin Mu lowered his body and hugged him.
When he sat there, he was knocked back by her. For a long time, he threw the cigarette and raised his hand to pat her on the back.
White tea walked towards them step by step.
Silent, silent.
She stood beside them, looking down at their embrace.
When it comes to the scene, he looks at her sideways. There is no expression on his face, but his eyes are like falling stars. They lose their brilliance and are stained with blood. They are embarrassed and haggard.
He was in a good mood when he called during the day.
When Lin Mu held Yingjing tightly, he held it for a long time before he realized something. When he put it in a hurry, he turned his head and looked at Bai Cha with a guilty smile. "Master, you can accompany him. I'll wait for you outside."
With that, Lin Mu quickly slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.
“……”
Bai Cha takes a look at her, then goes to the scene and stands in front of her. When she gets closer, she sees that his shirt is very wrinkled, and there are tear marks, and there are shoe marks on his dark trousers.
Ling Yu said that his family members came to make trouble.
She lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on the cigarette butts.
When the scene followed to see the past, here all the time with shoes will cigarette end to the side swept, and then look up at her, tone is still normal, "is not Auntie's birthday, how do you come?"
"Come and see you."
In a low voice, she raised her hand and stroked him on his arm. Her sleeves were all broken. Looking in along the damaged place, she had two blood colors. Maybe she was caught.
Knowing that she must have watched TV, he reached out and grabbed the coat beside him. He said, "let's go. I'll take you back. Have you had dinner?"
He stood up as he spoke.
The shoulder was held down.
White tea pushed him back, with a low smile, "young master, don't pretend in front of me. Don't forget, we were married for one year in our last life. What's your appearance I haven't seen?"
That's not true.
In the last four years of his life, he was almost in a state of silence and depression. Even after his marriage, he was still armed with thick armor.
Happy, angry, sad He doesn't vent much, he doesn't show up.
She always guessed his mood.
She said a lie, but she believed it when the scene came. He sat there, his shoulders slowly collapsed, the radian of his lips faded, his head slightly lowered, and his long eyelids closed.White tea stood there, looking at his bent back in silence, with some fear in her eyes.
If anyone in the world is most afraid of setbacks, it must not be his family, or even himself, but her.
She was more afraid of him than anyone
Even now, she arrived here from a city, standing in front of him calmly, but her heart was shaking.
She breathed carefully.
I don't know how long later, she heard his low and tired voice ring out, "in this case, what are you still standing there doing? Why don't you hug me? "
He didn't look at her with his head down.
Smell speech, white tea whole person all soft a bit, after all is different from the previous life, he finally put down to force oneself, suppress oneself.
If you look up at her at this time, you will find how lucky her face is.
She doesn't care if the world turns upside down and the world collapses, as long as he can keep his back straight and live well.
White tea pursed her lips. After a few seconds of silence, she walked forward and sat on his lap, putting her hands around his neck.
When the scene, eyes a stagnation, quickly reached out to embrace her waist, do not let her slide down.
The next moment, he lowered his head against her shoulder, buried in the faint fragrance of her body, and refused to raise his head.
White tea raised her hand, fingertips buried in his short hair, finger belly with temperature.
There was a smell of tobacco in the air. It didn't smell bad. "In fact, the outcome of the operation is good or bad. I'm not so vulnerable." He leaned on her shoulder and said in a hoarse voice, "it's just that I see too many patients and their families regard ant nest technology as a magic weapon, and I also think that I can bring them
hope, but in the end, I bring them greater despair."
“……”
"If there is no such technology, the family members can at least bear more easily in mentality, and there will not be such a big gap." He said it in a low voice, every word with endless fatigue.