Cheng Xidong was really angry.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when He Miao arrived home that day, and when she remembered that it was already noon the next day when she interacted with Cheng Xidong.

What are you going to eat today?

At eleven o'clock at noon, He Miao sent out a greeting on time, with a small expression of four hairs dancing happily.

There was no movement.

He Miao thought that Cheng Xidong was busy with work again, so he didn't care much, and as soon as he threw away his mobile phone, he didn't care about it anymore.

Another day, no interaction.

Cheng Xidong held the mobile phone in his hand and stared at it for a day, his eyebrows were twisted into Sichuan characters, and He Miao had nothing to say except for the sentence "What are you going to eat today?"

He finally realized what it was like to fall in love with someone who didn't come home, from day to night.

'Unrequited love' is so hard.

He is a man, and he doesn't want to be like a deep resentful woman, tiptoeing behind his back just for a casual look back at his husband, it's too humble.

But isn't that what he looks like now?

With a wry smile inadvertently, he came to his living room, opened the refrigerator, and casually opened Coca-Cola, "Coo-to-goo"

After pouring a big mouthful, what entered the abdominal cavity of the throat was not only the biting coldness and indescribable bitterness, but there was no refreshment and sweetness at all.

Cheng's parents sat in the living room watching TV, but their minds were not on the war-torn plot at all, but they only dared to look at their son with their spare eyes, let alone go up to ask for details.

I was worried that I could only swallow it alive in my stomach.

Cheng Xidong held back and didn't contact He Miao, although he was very uncomfortable, but he just felt uncomfortable in his heart.

At this moment, Scorpio's dark nature is undoubtedly exposed.

What I received from you is not pleasant, please taste it as it is.

After a day, He Miao came back to his senses, and Cheng Xidong had ignored himself for more than 24 hours.

At this moment, she still didn't care, and said with a grin: Are you busy?

An hour passed, and there was still no movement.

After eating and resting at noon, He Miao finally knew that he was going to make a call, but he made several calls, and the calls were busy.

He Miao was a little confused: What's the situation?

If you can't get through, you can only continue to leave a message on WeChat, and send a few questions, what's wrong with you, is your phone broken, are you in a meeting, are you on the plane, and you can reply to me when you land, etc., but unfortunately they are all lost in the sea.

When it was time to get off work, He Miao didn't give up and sent another message: I'm off work, will you pick me up today?

By half past five, He Miao still hadn't received any reply, and she was a little depressed.

She vaguely felt that she had done something wrong, and Cheng Xidong would not have reacted like this.

Click on the chat history box, fully traced, she finally found the problem;it turned out that the information she reported was not sent at all, theoretically she had more than 24 hours, and she didn't care about the process Xidong。

Is it because of this? He Miao laughed angrily: I didn't expect you to be a big steel or a sticky little goblin.

He Miao immediately generously took out the momentum of the boss to coax: Oh, baby, I didn't mean to ignore you, I delayed the message that day, and besides, you didn't ignore me. Okay, let's not be angry.

Sent it out and still nothing happened.

He Miao waited for a while, was a little anxious, and sent a voice message over: Cheng Xidong, you are almost done, what about being a young girl, isn't it just ignoring you for a day and a night, as for it, as for it?

Here He Miao threw his bag angrily, carried it to his shoulder and walked to the subway station, Cheng Xidong was sneaky, driving the car and following all the way.

He's actually been here a long time ago, and he's been in a hidden corner for a while.

He Miao read and listened to every message he brunched, but he didn't reply.

Out of their own self-esteem and angry.

This little girl still doesn't know what her fault is, which really makes his hand retract every time he wants to reply.

He Miao, you really don't have a heart.

Cheng Xidong looked at the beige figure of He Miao who disappeared at the entrance of the subway in front of him, his eyes deepened, he slammed the steering wheel, turned his head and left.

He Miao, who was on the subway, was in a daze as he watched the flow of people coming in and out, and the continuous influx of people.

In the end, she decided to make one last effort to see if she could make Cheng Xidong discourage.

"Xidong, I know it's not good for me to be angry with me, but if you don't reply to messages like this, it's cold violence, do you understand?

He Miao wrote in the dialog box between the two, "Let's have a good talk, I'll take the subway to your house to find you, you go to the bench downstairs in your house, I'll sit there and wait for you." ”

After thinking about it, He Miao added: "But I can't wait too long, I'm going back when it's dark, after all, girls are alone, and it's not safe to be outside at night." ”

After sending the last sentence, He Miao looked at the timetable, and there was still a lot of time to arrive at the station, so he leaned on the railing on the side and fell asleep.

Finally, when she arrived at the station, He Miao got off the car in a daze, slept for nearly an hour, a little drowsy, she shook her head, as soon as she got out of the station, the north wind made her wake up a lot immediately, she was coerced by the large army, and came to a busy crossroads.

Winter evenings get dark early, and often with no warning.

The lights on both sides of the city road are lit up one by one, but they are still a little mottled, and together with the large and small, far and near car lights, people are dizzy when they look at it.

Here, He Miao just saw that the traffic light on the other side of the road flashed, changed color, cheered up, raised his feet and prepared to walk to the opposite side.

I only heard a sharp sound of the car braking, which swept over the entire city, followed by several loud "bang" sounds, and the sound of the car's horn was immediately chaotic, "Didi Didi"

It's a mess.

He Miao stood in place, not moving.

I was really scared stupid.

Even with soft feet, he sat on the ground with his buttocks, in the middle of the road.

She was directly opposite the accident car, and a bunch of people who were crossing the road just looked at the out-of-control crazy business SUV, like a naughty boy sweeping the building blocks, and the non-motorized lanes, a group of electric vehicles waiting for red lights, and the little donkeys hit all over the place, if it weren't for the three obstructions of the fences and roadblocks on both sides, the third collision would have been He Miao's turn.

Looking at the miserable scene less than 100 meters away from him, He Miao was stupid.

Her ears were filled with screams and terrible cries, and the most heart-wrenching thing was that a mother, with a bloody face, tried several times to reach her unconscious child who was still pressed by heavy objects, and kept muttering "Who will save my child, save my child... ”

He Miao struggled several times to stumble up, and his steps swayed all the way to this mother.

She tried to move the unknown weight away, but her strength was too small, and she tried several times, but to no avail.

"Come on, someone, there are people here, come and help people... ”

He Miao didn't care what she looked like, she shouted excitedly, and when she just ran over, she was unsteady on her feet, and she fell hard, hanging a lot of colors, gray and bloody.

In the face of disaster, a person who is really weak is an ant without dignity.

The time of self-rescue and waiting for rescue, He Miao felt that she had experienced a century with everyone.

Although it's only five minutes.

But five minutes are sometimes precious.

When the emergency doctor of the People's Hospital who came in a hurry announced that the child had died on the spot, the child's mother fainted all of a sudden, and He Miao fell to the ground in an instant like a puppet whose soul had been drained, unable to stand up.

I woke up again, and I was in the hospital.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Cheng Xidong.

"Are you okay, do you still have a headache? I don't even know if I have a fever?"

Cheng Xidong's eyes were bloodshot, and he folded the quilt for her in distress.

"Cheng Xidong, why do you say that human life is so fragile?"

He Miao spoke, her voice hoarse, and the words she said were a little inexplicable.

Cheng Xidong understood, he reached out and touched He Miao's forehead lovingly.

"So, cherish what you have now. ”

Cheng Xidong suddenly turned into a spiritual chicken soup mentor, which can be regarded as in line with He Miao's state of mind at this time.

"Oops, how did our baby become like this?!"

This is a bluffing voice, He Miao didn't need to raise her eyelids to know that it was her Miao beauty.

"Xidong, does it matter if the girl wants it?"

Here, the parents of the Cheng family rushed to hear the news, and the two parents happened to meet in the hospital.

"It's the girl's parents, right? Hello, I'm Xidong's mother. ”

Cheng's mother was generous and took the lead in saying hello with a smile on her face.

"Oh oh oh, hello, hello. ”

Miao Da Beauty was full of smiles, and out of professional habits, she immediately began to look up and down.

Swept away by Miao Da's beauty's eagle eyes, Cheng's father just smiled and nodded very reluctantly.

Yes, the diplomatic voice of the two families is in the hands of the mother.

"We went last weekend, and we received the gift at the door, the tea is selenium-rich tea, which is good for the body, but you must try it." ”

Cheng's mother smiled, not mentioning that her family had been waiting in front of the door for hours in vain.

"Oh, oh, oh, I got it, I got it, is there still cigarettes and alcohol, it turned out that you brought it. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I had something to do that day, I didn't go back to receive it, I didn't take care of it, I didn't entertain it well. ”

Miao Da Beauty squinted at Lao He, who was a thief and had a weak heart, and guessed that the thing should be Lao Hetou's own self-filling, after all, there were good cigarettes and wine in it.

Lao He also muttered in his heart at this time: How can there be a gift at the door, I didn't take it.

"Free this week, right?"

After chatting for a while, the parents were short, and the two mothers were also familiar with each other.

"Yes, yes, what, do you want to come to the house for dinner?"

The He family hasn't invited anyone to dinner since He Miao's tenth birthday, and this has to be done seriously, and Miao Da is still a little excited.

"Isn't it time for the two children to be decided, what do you say, girl's mother?"

"Also, Xidong, this kid I look pretty good, if you want to settle down, hurry up. ”

"Okay, then, this Saturday morning, how about we come to the door to get married to our two children?"

"Okay, okay, let's have a meal together and talk. ”

The two mothers were chatting enthusiastically, and the fathers could only sit at social distances in the corridors of the hospital, speechless for a long time.

It's not a good friend, a self-acquaintance, it's a little embarrassing.

If you sit bored like this, you will be more likely to become addicted to smoking.

Father Cheng finally couldn't help but reach out and dig into his pocket, took out a box of red China, opened it, and pulled one out of it.

Lao He watched Cheng's father's movements. Immediately, his eyes lit up.

"Your wife allows you to smoke?"

When he said this, his tone was full of envy.

Cheng's father had already discovered that Lao He was an old helper with strict wife, and he couldn't help but raise his chin a little.

"What's the matter, isn't it normal for men to smoke and drink a little alcohol?"

Lao He looked at the cigarette in Cheng's father's hand, and he was so hungry that he couldn't do it.

"One?"

Cheng's father didn't twist, turned around and stuffed a root into Lao He's hand in a chic manner.

"No, no, no, I can't smoke, and besides, it's in the hospital... ”

"What are you afraid of, I'll take you to smoke!"

Father Cheng waved his hand, quite a bit of a big guy with a little brother, and led Old Man He out in style.

The parents of the two sides have reached a consensus here, but poor He Miao, who is still lying on the hospital bed to recuperate, has no idea.

The co-authored owe parent meeting was done at the hospital.

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