Chapter 18

Happy birthday!

Looking at the snow-white wall of the hospital, I suddenly said, "three years ago, I met Fang Dawei on a blind date under the arrangement of my family. I thought he was nice, so I married him. Because I couldn't have children, we adopted Maodou. In fact, Fang Dawei was not like this before. At that time, he was very simple and honest, and he was good to me, but now

I didn't go on.

I don't know why I said that to him, especially in this situation.

"I'm sorry."

I thought I heard it wrong until he said, "I'm sorry."

I don't look over my head, raised my hand to wipe the tears that didn't seem to exist: "you said something sorry, you didn't do anything wrong."

"Blame me. If it hadn't been for me three years ago, you wouldn't have married him."

I can't help but feel funny. What's the use of saying this now?

Although what he said is true, if he did not leave three years ago without a word, I would not be hurt by love. My family won't help me arrange a blind date, and I won't marry Fang Dawei. But these are just ifs.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

I was silent and did not speak, and so was he.

After leaving the hospital, we went to the company.

I began to work busily again.

Today, I went to the cemetery after work. When my mother was alive, she said that she hoped to be buried next to her father after her death, and I did the same.

I rubbed the pictures of my mother and father on the tombstone. It's hard for me to believe that my mother has left me these days.

"Dad, mom, I'm fine now. Don't worry about me over there. I changed my job, and now my income is much higher than before. I don't use much food and clothing. Plus the money left before, it's enough for Maodou to stay in hospital for a while. "

The house I live in now is my mother's old house, which saves a lot of money before renting. Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

In a word, we have to thank Qin Muyan.

After talking to my parents for a while, I left the cemetery.

Maodou is still in the hospital. After staying in the hospital for a while, he also realized that he might not have a minor illness this time. Today, when I got to the ward, Maodou met me with an abnormal smile. Instead, he sat glum on the bed.

"Maodou, how unhappy."

"Mom, is Maodou dying?"

I found that his big watery eyes already contain tears, but stubborn refused to let the tears fall.

Although he is always sunny and cheerful in front of me, he is still a child. Long illness, and the words of doctors and nurses, he has detected the wrong.

I hugged him, touched his hairy head, and didn't dare to cry out: "silly boy, what are you talking about? You are just sick. It doesn't matter. It will be fine after a while."

Fortunately, renal failure is not so difficult to treat as cancer. As long as I find the source of kidney, my soybeans will be saved. For my Maodou, I will work harder

Make money. I talked with the doctor and said that I would be informed once there was a suitable kidney source. Maodou's mood gradually improved and told me the story that the nurse told him. I think it's going to be Maodou's birthday. I've been so busy recently that I've forgotten about it“ Do you have anything you want

"I want happy birthday to mom."

I was stunned to hear the soft voice of the child.

If you don't talk about Maodou, I'll forget about it myself.

Moving spread to my heart, I was a little wet: "what kind of birthday gift is Maodou going to give my mother?"

"It's a secret. I won't tell my mother. I'll give her a surprise."

I pinched his little face and sighed from the bottom of my heart: the child has lost a lot of weight since he was hospitalized.

In a twinkling of an eye, Maodou's birthday was also my birthday. It happened to be the weekend, and I specially made some dishes that Maodou liked. I asked the doctor about the taboo, and then I packed it up and went to the hospital.

Maodou seems to have been waiting for me for a long time. When he saw me in the ward, he called me

Hands let me through. He took out a roll of drawing paper from under his pillow, which was specially wrapped with ribbons“ Happy birthday, mom. "

I approached him and gave him a kiss on the forehead“ Happy birthday, my dear son. "

In Maodou's expectant eyes, I opened the gift he gave me. This is a painting he painted himself.

When I saw three people painted on it, my eyes turned red.

He pointed to me and said, "this is mom, this is Maodou, this is grandma." I put my arms around him and nodded with a smile“ It's very similar. My mother can see it at a glance. "

This is the child, with his most simple love to express my blessing.

The present I gave to Maodou was a sweater woven by myself, which was Maodou's favorite black cat pattern. He was very happy to try it on.

At this time, the mobile phone has a new message, I click to open a look, is the blessing message from relatives and friends. In a crowd of news, I actually saw Qin Muyan's: happy birthday. It's really his style. It's so simple.

He stayed in the hospital with Maodou until night. Because he was tossing during the day, he soon fell asleep at night. When he fell asleep, I went home.

As soon as I opened the door, before I could turn on the light, I was suddenly held by a man behind the door. I was startled. I thought that if I got into the thief, I would shout. The man covered my mouth and said in my ear, "Shh, don't cry, it's me."

Qin Muyan!

Seeing that I no longer resisted, he loosened me“ Qin Muyan, how did you get in? "

In the dark, I couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't answer me. There was a snap of the finger and music in the living room. He also turned on the wall lamp, took my hand and led me in.

Turning on the light, I found that all the old furniture had been replaced with high-end European style, and the house had been renovated from inside to outside. There are pink love cards on the wall, on the big bed where I sleep, covered with a love shape composed of rose petals.

He bowed to me and held out his hand, graceful as a prince in a fairy tale.

"Huanyan, would you like to dance with me?" The music changed into a relaxed waltz.

Although my heart is full of doubt, but still stretched out a hand. When I put my hand on his palm, my waist was held tightly, and the two started to dance with the rhythm of the music.

When the dance is over, the music stops. I finally got the time to say my question“ Qin Muyan, what are you doing? "