Chapter Seventy-Two: A Sad Story

Ding Ding ......

In the quiet room, Mo Wei, who was still in a coma, had a needle inserted in his wrist, hanging drips, and the sound of rain dripping echoed in his ears.

"Xiao Worry, you must get better soon!" Mei Zhi rubbed her palms and prayed.

Until it was dark, Mo Wei, who had been under Mei Zhi's attention, slowly opened his misty eyes, a slight pain in his head made him frown, he stared at the ceiling in a daze, those eyes did not have a trace of brilliance, his expression was white, as confused as before.

Mei Zhi cried excitedly, lying in his arms, tears raining down, and said: "Xiao worry, don't think about the past, I don't want to see what you looked like when you were in pain." ”

The silence in the room was broken, and this sentence also brought Mo Yu, who was in a state of confusion, back to reality, he slowly twisted his stiff neck, looking at Mei Zhi's eyes with a little fluctuation, and his eyes, which had no brilliance, were gradually covered by the tenderness that emerged.

"Don't cry, I don't want to. He stretched out his palm and gently stroked Mei Zhi's cheek in tears, his strength was weak and silent, "I'm tired of lying down and want to get out of bed and walk." ”

Mei Zhi helped him out of the room, the gorgeous headlamp above his head shone brightly, so bright that Mo Zhi couldn't open his eyes, he slowed down and looked at it again, obviously a little surprised by the luxury and luxury of Mei Zhi's family.

Don't worry about looking at it, you don't have to guess to see that this is a villa, with spacious interior, exquisite layout, exquisite decoration, elegant and sophisticated, and no lack of comfort. With the light of the moon overflowing, you can see a gurgling rockery outside the window, the sound of the water is crisp, which makes people feel very quiet and leisurely, and it is not a place that ordinary people can afford.

Standing on the second floor and looking down, there is a gorgeously dressed woman in the hall who is holding a magazine and taking a few sips of tea on the coffee table. Mo Wei knew that this was Mei Zhi's mother.

The two of them went downstairs, and the sound of footsteps came, and the woman turned her head to look at the movement, and shouted to a bedroom next to the kitchen, "Aunt Cai will make some food for these two children." ”

Aunt Cai hurriedly walked out of the bedroom, came to the staircase, and looked curiously at Mo Wei, who was helped downstairs by Mei Zhi.

"Xiaomei, what do you want to eat?" she asked.

Mei Zhi was just about to speak, only to hear the woman's voice on the sofa again: "Aunt Cai, these two children haven't eaten much recently, and there is a sick person, who is very lacking in nutrition, let's cook some light and nutritious meals!"

The two came to the dining table and sat down, and it didn't take long for a few dishes to appear on the empty table, the aroma was pervasive, so that Mo Wei, who had not eaten for a few days, swallowed and swallowed his saliva, it seems that the cooking skills of Aunt Cai in this woman's mouth are not ordinary.

"Eat. ”

Mei Zhi scooped a bowl of bone broth and handed it to Mo You, and sandwiched a lot of vegetables.

During this period, the woman observed the dynamics of the two with her peripheral vision, and saw her daughter's intimate behavior of serving soup and vegetables for the young man, her brow furrowed and wrinkled, obviously worried about something.

Mo Wei put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked bitter, and said, "Xiaomei, I'm sorry!"

"What are you talking about? Is it not that the illness has recovered yet?" said Mei Zhi grinned.

"No, today...... It was supposed to be our happiest day, but because I didn't know what crazy I had three days ago, I ran outside to blow the cold wind and wandered around, I'm sorry!"

Mei Zhi raised her head and looked at him complicatedly, her heart moved, her eyes were slightly red, she didn't expect that she would remember herself after he was stimulated, and walk into the marriage hall hand in hand with RB today.

"It's okay, you can make it up later. She smiled slightly.

As for Mo Wei, he was depressed, his memory was also a little confused, there were hidden faults in many places, and there were unspeakable contradictions, he really couldn't figure out why he ran out of the wedding photography shop like a fool, wandering in the night with the cold wind howling, and ended up in a coma.

Obviously, after suffering a huge stimulus, Mo Wei's body has self-protection, his original life experience and memories have all changed, and now the memory fragments that appear in his mind are all changed to the picture that he has been hoping for in his heart.

Those memory fragments that emerge tell him that he has a happy family, and that he has parents who love him very much, relying on the care of his uncle, he came to SH alone to study before crossing the trip, and then met Mei Zhi, and the two bumped into the moment of getting married.

Even the bitter memories that originally remained in his mind, junior high school, disappeared, and all the memories were extended from that point in time from the secondary school, and there was none before.

"Xiaomei, I want to be quiet, let's go back to Shen Mingfeng, right?"

Mei Zhi nodded, but before she spoke, the woman who had been observing and listening on the side said: "Zhi'er, you have been back for a few days, and you haven't gone out for a walk, your uncles have been nagging to see you, and one of your nieces will be born in two days, come with me." ”

Mei Zhi hesitated, she really couldn't bear to let Mo Wei leave alone when she was most disappointed, regardless of it.

"I'm fine, I'm feeling better, you just listen to your mother, stay a few more days and it's not in the way. ”

Mo Wei persuaded, smiling and squinting, still unable to hide the paleness on her face, and her reluctant smile revealed a kind of helplessness, which made it even more difficult for Mei Zhi to choose, she was silent.

After the meal, Mo Wei went upstairs to bring his belongings, and came to the hall to say goodbye to the woman: "Auntie, thank you for taking care of you for the past few days, disturbing me." ”

As expected, Mei Zhi's mother had a very cold attitude, with a hint of annoyance in her coldness, and said, "Well, go slowly." ”

"It's cold outside, Xiaomei, stay here, I'm fine, don't send it." ”

Mo Wei interrupted her steps to step forward, smiled and turned to push the door open.

The depressed figure disappeared in Mei Zhi's eyes, and she finally took a step forward and rushed away, but was firmly held by the woman who found it in time.

"Okay, have you had enough trouble, come back to me!" the woman scolded.

Mei Zhi, who was already lost because of Mo Wei's departure, suddenly felt aggrieved when she heard this.

The woman remembered the previous conversation between the two, and said indignantly: "I know that you are willful, and I can care about anything outside, but you want to marry this crippled boy of unknown origin, and take it home without squeaking, have you asked me how I feel?"

"He's not a crippled boy from an unknown source, he's someone I love!"

The woman was disappointed for a while, and her body was trembling.

"Your father's heavenly spirit wouldn't want you to be with such a person, and I would never allow you to be with him. ”

Mei Zhi burst into tears, she didn't expect her mother to be like this, completely ignoring her feelings, just because Mo Wei had no background and vetoed the love between the two.

The woman suppressed her temper and said softly: "Zhi'er, be obedient, you are still your mother's good child." ”

"I'm not a kid anymore, I don't want !!"

Seeing that it didn't make sense at all, the woman directly stopped her from going out by closing the door and turned to leave.

Mei Zhi was sluggish, the more sad she became in her tears, and the abdominal pain followed, and the splitting feeling made it difficult for her to stand up, holding her stomach and curling up on the ground.

"Mom, I beg you, fulfill me!"

She endured the burning pain in her abdomen and knelt on the ground, silent as if in despair, and pleaded bitterly: "I don't have much time, I beg you!"

The woman also didn't expect her daughter to be even more angry because of an outsider's kneeling and begging for her, but she also frowned because of the sentence 'I don't have much time' and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Stomach cancer is advanced. ”

As soon as these four words entered her ears, the woman's body trembled and trembled as if she had lost consciousness.