Grief never springs out suddenly, but eats away at people's hearts little by little, step by step.

Xiaoqian has treated the grief of many family members of terminally ill patients, and now it is her turn to finally experience this heartache.

From not believing it at the beginning, to asking herself why all the way back, until now the sadness is tightly shrouded, and it is difficult to break free from her heart.

Incurable diseases hurt people's hearts.

Xiaoqian tried to adjust her heart with professionalism, and after adjusting it for a long time, she found that she couldn't remember any techniques.

She thought that she was already very strong, even in the face of the level of Acatnango, she had the strength to fight, but then she realized that she was still immature like a child.

She didn't know how long it was, but she felt a pain in her heart, and time slowed down for her.

When Yu Minglang came in with the child, Xiaoqian was still in a daze at the computer.

The computer screen had already gone dark, and Yu Minglang's big hand gently covered her face, and Xiao Qian found that her cheeks were moist.

"It's time for the baby to feed." Yu Minglang hugged Xiao Wei, but Xiao Wei was actually still sleeping.

Xiao Qian wiped her tears with a tissue and took a deep breath.

"Wait a minute."

Lactating mothers try not to give their children gasy milk, and there is no scientific basis for whether angry feeding is toxic or not, but for the sake of the child, I would rather believe it and wait an extra hour.

Yu Minglang put Xiao Wei down, hugged Xiao Qian and didn't speak, but just put his hand a little hard to give her a little support.

"I don't know how to express my feelings right now, I hope everything is fake."

"Hmm." Yu Minglang will follow her, he knows that it is useless to say anything, and it is better to accompany her silently.

"I would have known that seeing each other and parting would not be far away, why should I be so devoted, if he is like Chen Lin, don't be so good to me, why am I so uncomfortable now..."

A pessimistic view of a person's life is a process of constant parting.

When I was a child, I felt that my parents would accompany me for a long, long time, but when I grew up, I would eventually have to part.

"At least you know who your father is, and you have good memories with him." Yu Minglang's throat tightened and persuaded, in fact, he also knew that this was very pale.

"Memories are enough, I thought he would be with me for a long time... Do you know, he asked me to go today, he actually wanted to buy a yacht for the two of us, and I refused, and others said that he was good to me... Actually, he really wanted to compensate me with as much material as possible in his lifetime, but I didn't want this at all. ”

Knowing this, Mr. Qian would not have been angry with him for so long, and he would have had more time to recognize him earlier.

Now that she knew that her father's life had entered the countdown, the feeling of gaining and losing almost crushed her.

Yu Minglang listened to Xiaoqian for a long time this night, and her expression was not very coherent, and there was no clear theme.

This is a normal reaction to know that his parents will die soon, Yu Minglang can only persuade her, maybe Qi Yuxuan's physical fitness will be very good, he has so much money, he will definitely be able to find the best special medicine, and if he continues to do so, he may be able to accompany Xiaoqian for many years, and if he is optimistic, maybe he can die like an ordinary person.

When encountering such a thing, everyone is willing to imagine in a good direction, and only in this way can their hearts be appeased.

Xiao Qian thought about what to do all night, she thought about going to ask Qi Yuxuan directly and confront him, but Yu Minglang stopped her and didn't let her go.

Now it is not necessarily a good thing to say that it is for Qi Yuxuan, it is easier to arouse his emotions.

Until now, I pretended to be safe, coaxed him more, and accompanied him more.

Maybe if you are in a good mood with each other, your condition will help you a little.

Xiao Qian could only suppress the sorrow in her heart, thinking about changing it to tomorrow's party, afraid that Qi Yuxuan would see that she had cried, so she used an ice mask to ice her eyes.

Xiaoqian's heaviness lasted until the next day, and the party was scheduled for the evening, and Yu Minglang deliberately took time to accompany her, but fortunately, there was no time for him to have anything important to do for the time being.

In order to hide her heavy mood, Xiao Qian put on a heavy makeup today, and she forced a smile on her face to ask him.

"Is it okay?"

"Well, that's fine." Yu Minglang rubbed her hair, Xiao Qian took a deep breath, she couldn't reveal her emotions, forcing a smile was the most painful thing.

...

At this time, in addition to Xiaoqian, there is also her spiritual twin Xu Ye.

Zheng Xu was staring at the project book in a daze.

His manager stood at the table nervously, Mr. Zheng had been watching it for almost 5 minutes, his eyes were deep and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but the manager didn't know whether to tell Xu Ye - your project book is the opposite?

Zheng Xu didn't come in the past two days, and he was absent-minded when he saw everything, so he felt that the yellow of the project book logo was very similar to her hair color, but the damn woman didn't answer his phone and said that she was sick and didn't see anyone at home.

"Damn it!" Xu Ye slammed the project book on the table.

Frightened, his subordinates immediately bowed their heads and reluctantly replied with a trill, "Zheng, Mr. Zheng?" ”

Zheng Xu glanced at him, and his subordinates took a step back, not understanding where the anger between Mr. Zheng's eyebrows came from, could it be that the book could be found by reading it backwards?

Realizing that he was innocently angry, Zheng Xu rubbed his temples.

"You get out."

"That, this project book..."

"We'll talk about it tomorrow."

The subordinates evacuated quickly like oil under their feet, and they were afraid that they would continue to be affected by the boss's anger if they withdrew late.

Zheng Xu got up irritably and paced in the upset room.

Yu Minglang's call came just in time.

"Take Acre out at night."

Zheng Xu's eyes lit up, and he was worried that he was eating closed door soup continuously, and Yu Laomo's reason came just right, but then, his eyes darkened.

"She has not been feeling well for the past two days and may not be willing to go out."

"Even if you carry it, you have to carry it for her, her boss and senior brother are here."

...

Zheng Xu went to find Aka, knocked for a long time and no one opened it, so he simply took out the key from his pocket and opened the door by himself - sometimes Yu Laomo's bad ideas are also very good, such as sneaking with other people's keys.

When I entered the bedroom, I saw that Aka was still sleeping with a quilt wrapped in a ball.

Zheng Xu wanted to call her, but he heard her keep whispering in her dream, her brows furrowed, and she seemed to be talking in a dream.

Zheng Xu leaned his ear over, but found that he couldn't understand.

Xu Ye's English is not bad, at least communication is no problem, but Aka seems to speak her native language, and her expression is also painful, as if she is having some nightmare.

The irritability in Zheng Xu's heart has reached the extreme at this moment, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings, and he can't get out if he holds back.

The fear in her heart, Xiao Qian, had already told him, but he couldn't do anything about it, which was Xu Ye's greatest sorrow.