Chapter 11: Intuition

Mo Yu waited outside Tang Xiaoxiao's community for a long time and sent a lot of WeChat.

Later, it wasn't until Tang Xiaoxiao had cried enough that she remembered that Mo Yu might still be waiting for her.

When I opened WeChat, I saw a number of messages he sent, and I promised to get the bag before, but it turned out to be ......

She briefly explained the reason, Mo Yu was stunned in front of the screen, and he didn't have any comforting experience. I can only clumsily say things like "It's okay, everything will be fine, don't worry too much about being too sad".

People are so strange, when they are about to cry when they are wronged, if there is no one else to comfort them, they may stop crying, but if they are comforted by others, the tears will burst and collapse.

Perhaps those comforting words were the last straw that broke the camel's back, and it could have been strong, but after being comforted, the last trace of defense was gone.

Tang Zhihai was lying on the bed, and Tang Xiaoxiao was guarding beside him.

She didn't know when her dad would wake up, and she had a routine check-up every day. Every time she saw the doctor, she would ask her father when he would wake up, but the doctor still shook his head and said that it was uncertain.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he was extremely disappointed, and he almost had no hope.

The painful time is always as difficult as a year, and after only a week, Tang Xiaoxiao feels as if a century has passed.

It's been too long, and it's like a lifetime away.

The blood-colored sunset on the horizon moved slowly, as if trying to escape the fate of being swallowed by darkness. The golden afterglow pours into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

There are also some quietly left on her father's sideburns, Tang Xiaoxiao saw that there were strands of white hair in her father's hair, revealing the vicissitudes of time, and she was no longer the father who could pick her up and put her around her neck when she was a child, inexplicably distressed.

This week, she sat next to her father and thought a lot.

She often thinks about things about herself and Mo Yu, and if she continues to like this without looking back. In the end, there is really no result, so is the youth she has invested and the feelings she has invested in all of them wasted, and she may not even be able to stir up a splash?

When I think about it like this, I feel even more sad, and I am really unwilling.

There is only one Mo Yu in this world, but there are so many people who like him, all of whom are comparable to the stars in the sky.

I don't know which girl can be so lucky to marry such a good him.

Every time I think about it, he is also an ordinary person, and he also needs to get married and have children.

One day she will fade out of the screen and disappear from her life.

When I think about everything about him in the future, it will be the most unforgettable memory. I always thought that my eyes would be misty at this time.

This is the person she has spent her entire youth liking!

If you give up, how can it be so easy?

She just kept staring at her father in a daze, for fear that she would miss something.

"Laugh. "I heard my father's familiar voice.

Tang Xiaoxiao thought that she was hallucinating, so she didn't go to her heart.

Until she heard her name clearly, her father was calling her name.

Wake up, finally wake up!

Tang Xiaoxiao hurriedly called the doctor and nurse, and the doctor had determined that his father's condition had stabilized temporarily.

A big stone hanging in my heart can be regarded as temporarily landing.

Tang Zhihai has been living on the hospital bed by infusion of nutrient solution for the past few days, because the grain of rice has not entered, his voice is weak, and the whole person has no strength, and he has been hollowed out by the disease, and the whole person has lost weight.

Tang Xiaoxiao held back tears and asked, "Dad, what do you want to eat?" I'll buy it for you, or I'll go home and make it for you now." ”

I saw Tang Zhihai shaking his head: "Don't be so troublesome, I don't have much appetite." ”

Tang Xiaoxiao still insisted: "How can you do it without eating?

Tang Zhihai wanted to struggle to sit up from the bed by himself, but Tang Xiaoxiao hurriedly stepped forward to help him. Tang Zhihai said with a wry smile: "I have been lying in bed for several days, and my back hurts a little. ”

Hearing this, Tang smiled and his nose soured.

"Laugh. Father called her softly.

Tang Xiaoxiao raised her head to look at her father's cloudy eyes, and the wrinkles on her face seemed to be getting more and more day by day.

As if he was about to say something, his mouth opened and closed again, and he swallowed what he wanted to say.

"Dad, just say what you want to say, don't hold back. In fact, Tang Xiaoxiao had already guessed a rough idea in her heart, but she didn't trust her instincts and couldn't make mistakes every time.

It is estimated that eighty percent is still because of the marriage mentioned last time.

Growing up, her every instinct was almost never wrong.

What is the premonition in her heart, it often happens, and sometimes, she still hates her own premonition.

Scared things always happen, she was really afraid that one day, she had a premonition that Mo Yu would get married, and then he would really get married.

"What Dad told you last time, why don't you think about it again......"

"Dad!" Tang Xiaoxiao was still unwilling in her heart, and let her reply like this, she really couldn't do it.

Once she had agreed so hastily, she was to be thrown away with her youth and fantasies.

If you agree like this, you will marry into a wealthy family like this, and live a life with someone who you don't like to call at all.

What's the point of living like that? What's the point of living?

I'm afraid it's the walking dead.

She has just arrived at Mo Yu's WeChat, and she has not developed further. It's impossible to say anything and just give up so easily.

"Alas. Tang Zhihai sighed, "Xiaoxiao, Dad doesn't force you, give you enough time, you think about it, I think you will agree one day." It's just that Dad's time may be running out, and once Dad is gone, the whole group needs you to take care of it alone. ”

A hot tear slipped from Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes and smashed onto the back of his hand.

She stood up suddenly: "Dad, can you not say such things? Now that medical technology is so advanced, it will definitely get better! Don't force me with this kind of thing, okay?"

Since childhood, there has not been much time for the family to be together.

The days by my father's side are even more numbered, and I just have a little fatherly feeling.

Reality was like a hard hammer, shattering her pitiful happiness as fragile as a vase at once.

The pieces lay on the ground and could no longer be put together. Once you reach out and touch it, it will scratch your fingers, drip bright red blood, and if you clench it hard, it will hurt into the bone marrow.

Tang Zhihai didn't speak anymore, just sighed silently.

"Dad, I'll go home and get you something to eat. You wait for me to come back. ”

With that, he turned around and walked out of the ward.

Too much has happened in the past few months, too sudden, too much to accept. It's like a car driving at a constant speed on a flat road, suddenly making a sharp turn, and suddenly driving into a completely different section.

It made her feel strange, frightened, and wanted to escape.

It's a pity that there is no turning back.

When she got home, Tang's mother had already stewed chicken soup and put it in a thermos bucket.

"Mom. Tang Xiao's laughter trembled, hugging his mother. The tears that were held in my eyes along the way could no longer be held back, and they poured out like a flood all at once.

As if back to when I was a child, my first reaction every time I was wronged would be to throw myself into my mother's arms and cry happily, and my mother would gently touch her hair and pat her back to tell her that the earth is rotating, and people will not always be unlucky.

Mother Tang, where would she not feel distressed when she saw her daughter like this?

Although there is no matter how painful the heart is, the muddy water that should flow, and the pain that should be beared, only Tang Xiaoxiao can bear it alone, and there are some roads that others can't take instead.

I could only grope a little by myself, and when I fell, I got up and continued walking.

You see that the word growing up does not have any radicals, as if you are the only one who grows up alone, without anyone to accompany you.

Tang Xiaoxiao cried enough, wiped away the tears on his face with a smile, and went back to the hospital with chicken soup. What if it's hard to live?

It's not like you're going to go a little bit, but if you keep crying, you'll be able to solve the problem.

Then she will definitely concentrate on crying for a few days and nights, and cry all the unhappiness in this life.

Thinking so, she came to the door of the ward with chicken soup. Footsteps stopped at the door of the ward, and through the glass window on the door, she saw a woman sitting next to her father's bed, and his father had an expression of disbelief on his face.

And the woman's back seems to have been seen somewhere, so familiar, so familiar.

Tang Xiaoxiao pushed open the door and met his father's gaze. The woman also turned her head to look at her, and Tang Xiaoxiao almost threw down the thermos bucket in her hand.

How could she be here?