Li Muqi hated himself for not paying attention to these things usually. Did his wife leave something on Weibo? He never knew. I've never been up to see it.

Li Muqi was very annoyed, he usually paid too little attention to her.

He thought about it for a while, and went to Yang Xinyue's circle of friends again......

Finally, after his perseverance, he found a picture in a dynamic in her circle of friends, which was transferred from Weibo.

Will it be my wife's Weibo nickname?

Li Muqi was in a hurry, and he downloaded the Weibo APP with some excitement, and after three or two operations, he searched for it when he went in, and it was really his wife's Weibo account!

The first tweet was two days ago.

"I'm sick and want you to be with ......" followed by a photo of a pale palm with a needle in it.

The moment Li Muqi opened the picture, his heart was crumpled and he couldn't breathe.

Is my wife sick?

Why didn't you tell him?

This palm is already slender and fleshless, will it hurt to pierce the needle?

Li Muqi's eyes were a little swollen and hot, and she endured the surging distress and looked at her Weibo one by one.

Holding a crystal pendant with his photo in his palm, he played a mosaic, but he knew that it was his own photo, that he had accompanied her to make it, and he laughed at her for being stupid.

There is only one sentence in the accompanying picture: "It's late at night, I miss you." ”

On the high-speed train, she looked tired: "I went to Panyu again, tired." ”

I just arrived at the apartment in Shenzhen: "It's ...... again" with the picture is a shoe at the door.

At the airport, "I'm leaving, you're going to be fine." ”

In her office in Haishi, there is a tissue box that is almost gone: "I treat her as a mother, she may just treat me as a passerby......"

There is also a picture of a couple pushing a baby for a walk, "The family of three is so happy, her belly is so big......"

Picture of the new car: "My first car, but he didn't ask for my money." ”

......

One by one, they told Yang Xinyue's mental journey, her love, her infatuation, and her struggles.

Li Muqi read them one by one, and he cried.

He immediately opened the online ticketing platform and bought the earliest flight to Shenzhen.

He wanted to see her.

Immediately, immediately.

Li Muqi didn't sleep all night.

Look back and forth on Yang Xinyue's Weibo.

After they got married, before they got married, he didn't miss a single thing.

Yang Xinyue's news is not so frequent, sometimes she sends one when she thinks about it, and sometimes she doesn't update one for several months. It took Li Muqi more than two hours to finish reading them all.

He knew that Yang Xinyue still had him in his heart, and he was relieved.

But why didn't she tell him when she was sick?

Is he not needed?

His mother went to her, and she cried like that, and she didn't cry to him for a word?

Don't you believe him?

Li Muqi's mind was messed up, and he just wanted to see her soon.

Ask her, hug her, comfort her.

As soon as the morning dawned, Li Muqi sent a message to Chen Xi, saying that he had something to do on a business trip, explained his work, and took a taxi to the airport with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

When I arrived in Shenzhen, I took a taxi directly from the airport to the downstairs of Yang Xinyue's company.

didn't say hello to Yang Xinyue, and went straight to her company.

The front desk stopped him and asked him who he was looking for.

Li Muqi said to find Yang Xinyue.

The other party asked him who he was and if he had made an appointment.

Li Muqi said no.

The front desk said that Mr. Yang was not in the office.

Li Muqi asked her, did she go to Panyu Company?

The front desk saw that he looked very familiar with Yang Xinyue, thought about it and said, "Mr. Yang is sick and hospitalized." ”

Li Muqi thought he had misheard: "What? Hospitalized? When did it happen? Where did you stay in the hospital?"

The front desk asked him, "Who are you?"

Li Muqi said anxiously: "I am her husband." ”

The front desk immediately said, "Oh, hello, hello." Sorry for offending you. Mr. Yang lives at Chungsan University Hospital, which is not far from here, and I asked a colleague to take you there. ”

Li Muqi was anxious: "Thank you, no, you tell me the address, and I'll find it myself." ”

"Oh, good. The front desk immediately wrote Yang Xinyue's hospitalization address and ward number on a piece of paper and handed it over.

Li Muqi took it, turned around and left.

The front desk watched him leave and shook his head, this Yang always fights hard, goes out early and returns late every day, runs between the two cities, and now he is hospitalized and he doesn't tell his family.

Are you afraid that the other party will worry?

Also, the sea market is so far away, and the distant water can't quench the thirst of the near.

However, Mr. Yang's husband is very handsome, and he is in a hurry to become like that when he heard that Mr. Yang was sick. Did you just come from Haishi? I didn't even know that Mr. Yang was sick, so I secretly came here from Mr. Yang, right?

Well, now there is no surprise, there is only a fright.

Li Muqi went downstairs, stopped the car on the road, and asked the other party to drive to the hospital.

I was in a hurry in the car, and I asked the driver to drive faster.

The driver saw that his face was anxious, so he didn't bother with him. When I went to the hospital, I can understand this feeling.

Li Muqi counted the time all the way, and thought that the car was driving too slowly, so he wanted to grab it and drive it himself.

Thinking about Yang Xinyue's strangeness in the past few days.

Did it turn out that he was hospitalized? Blame had to video with him.

also caused him to be cranky and misunderstand her.

It's because he doesn't care about her too much.

A few days ago she said that she was tired and fell asleep as soon as she came back, and he didn't ask a second word.

He really is, not at all competent to be a husband.

The car quickly stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

Li Muqi grabbed the paper and rushed in.

Soon found Yang Xinyue's department ward.

When he reached the door, he stood again, a little timid, and his feet were still a little fluttering. I was in too much of a hurry just now, and I didn't even breathe, so don't scare my wife.

Li Muqi hesitated at the door for a while before looking into the ward.

There were three beds inside, and he saw Yang Xinyue at a glance, she slept in the one inside, against the window. The sun was shining on her face at the moment, making her even more pale and emaciated.

She was dressed in a hospital gown, her face haggard, and she lay there quietly.

Next to the bed stood an iron shelf with drip bottles, on which three or four hanging bottles were hung. A thin tube was attached to the palm of her hand.

One of her hands was bare outside the covers.

Li Muqi's eyes were astringent and swollen, he raised his head and sniffed, and then slowly raised his legs and walked in.

After entering, the curtain between the two beds was closed, and it became a separate world.

Then sat down on Yang Xinyue's hospital bed and looked at her quietly.

Reaching out and caressing her face gently and softly back and forth, he wanted to tell her that he missed her so much.

Yang Xinyue was not asleep, the drip was still playing, she had no family members, and she had to keep an eye on the hanging bottle, if she was about to finish the fight, she would have to call the nurse to replace the next bottle according to the service Ling.

So just squinting and sleeping lightly.

Li Muqi only touched her twice, and she woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was him.

I was surprised.

I thought I was in a daze.

blinked, saw that he was still there, still looking like a dusty man, his eyes were bloodshot and tired, he struggled to get up, and asked him, "Why are you here?"