Chapter II

"Daddy, you're back!" The gift to Mom and Dad had been drawn, and he secretly hid it under the pillow, and Wen Lu, who was building blocks with his mother, looked up at the man in a suit and leather shoes who pushed the door in and looked like a successful person, and pounced happily.

Wen's father caught his son, doted on the child and hugged him in the crook of his arm, pinched his baby son's little nose, and said, "Is the baby well-behaved today?" ”

"Of course there are good ones, why did Dad come back today, Liuliu's stomach is hungry." Wen Lu wrinkled his little nose, brushed aside Wen's father's hand, and circled his neck coquettishly.

"Ah, I'm sorry baby, Dad worked overtime today, why didn't the baby eat first, I can't let the little stomach go hungry." Wen's father rubbed his son's soft little belly and said seriously.

Before Wen Lu could answer, Wen's mother preemptively said, jealous of Wen's father, why does the baby like you so much, "Your baby son likes you, he said that he can't eat first, he has to wait for his father to go with him." I said that mom will eat first when she is hungry, okay. He still didn't agree, saying that it would be good for his mother to endure it a little, and Liuliu was also hungry, but he had to wait for his father to come back, and everyone would be together. ”

Wen Dad laughed, hugged Wen Lu, and couldn't help but kiss the little face, "Baby, eat quickly, don't be hungry, Dad is not good today, I will definitely come back early in the future!" ”

Wen Lu listened, paused, lowered his head and buried himself in Wen Dad's neck, and said softly.

Wen's father only thought that his son was shy, so he didn't pay much attention to it, but he ignored the low voice of Wen Lu.

[There's no future, right-]

Sitting at the dinner table with the child in their arms, the family finally started dinner. Today's dishes are very rich, including Wenlu's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, as well as mushroom soup.

Wen Lu was very well-behaved when eating, holding a small bowl and a small spoon, eating slowly one bite at a time, because he didn't know how to use chopsticks, so his parents helped to put Wen Lu's favorite dishes into the bowl. When eating, although some of them will fall on the small dining table, it is much better than the children in other wards who are generally large, fed by their mothers, and who refuse to eat properly.

After the meal, Wen's father and mother took Wenlu Hospital for a walk in the small garden, and the three of them talked and laughed, so unhappy.

When night fell, the bright moon rose slowly, and soon it was time for Wen Lu to sleep, Wen Dad hugged Wen Lu to bed, covered him with a small quilt, and kissed Wen Lu's forehead with Wen Ma's mother, "Good Liuliu, sleep, we are here with you." ”

Ke Wenlu did not sleep obediently as before, but asked his father to tell stories and his mother to sing.

Wen's father and mother looked at each other and smiled, looked at their rare coquettish son, and agreed with a smile. Wen's father touched Wenlu's soft hair and said, "Dad will tell a story first, and then Mom will sing, okay?" ”

"Hmm." Wen Lu nodded his little head.

"Okay, then let's tell a story about the snail girl, there was a snail girl in the past,......, so the snail girl decided to repay the young man and secretly do laundry and cook for him,......, and they lived happily ever after."

Finally, the story was finished, but Dad Wen looked at Wen Lu's big black eyes staring straight at him, and smiled bitterly, "Liuliu, I've finished telling this bedtime story, why are you getting more and more energetic." ”

Wen Lu rolled around on the bed, rolled in front of Wen's mother, and said, "Because I still have to listen to my mother's singing~"

Father Wen patted Wen Lu, who was wrapped in the quilt, and smiled slightly, "The little villain will go to sleep quickly after listening." ”

"Mom, you see Dad bullying me."

Wen's mother glared at Wen's father, "Don't bully Liuliu", after speaking, she tucked the quilt for Wen Lu and hummed "little baby" gently.

Wen Lu slowly closed his eyes in his mother's gentle voice, slowed down his breathing, and muttered, "Mom and Dad, I love you ......" and fell into a deep sleep.

Wen's father was stunned when he heard this, Wen's mother's tears immediately couldn't help but overflow his eyes, Wen's father sighed lightly, hugged his wife in his arms, and patted it gently.

……

The next day, Wen's mother woke up very early, made breakfast and came to the hospital, when she pushed the door in, Wen's father was still sleeping, and gently woke up Wen's father and called him to get up. Then, walk up to Wen Lu as usual and see how he is sleeping.

But today's Wen Lu doesn't look normal, his face is pale and there is no flush that he carried when he was asleep in the past, Wen's mother was flustered, reached out and touched the child's face, there was no normal body temperature, what he touched was the coldness of his hand, and his mother's heart was also cold...... She frantically rang the call bell next to the bedside and kept shouting, "Come to the doctor, the child is dead, help!" ……”

Wen Dad heard the cry for help, hurriedly came out of the bathroom, heard his wife's words, and the razor in his hand fell to the ground.

"Bang-"

……

The doctor came quickly and quickly sent Wen Lu to the emergency room for rescue, without delaying a little time, but no matter how much he rescued, he couldn't change the fact that the child had left this world forever.

The doctor walked out of the emergency room and slowly.

Whenever a child leaves the emergency room forever, he walks very slowly when he goes out, and he is afraid to see the hopeful and pleading eyes of the child's parents outside, and when he learns the result, he is completely shattered.

Today, it's the same.

"I'm sorry, we've done our best, please mourn."

"How can this be, it was okay yesterday...... Woo...... How could this be...... "Wen's mother had completely cried and collapsed in Wen's father's arms, and Wen's father's face turned pale in an instant, "How could it be ......" He couldn't accept the child's death, obviously it was fine yesterday, really!

The facts are settled, and no one can change them; Life and death are determined by heaven, and no one wants to keep them.

Just one morning, Wen Lu's small body was covered with a white cloth and sent to the morgue. Wen's mother was very sad, although her legs were so weak that she could not stand up, she insisted on sending the child to the morgue, she said, "We are not here, Liuliu will be afraid." ”

Wen Dad, an invincible man in the shopping mall, became a little older when facing the news of his son's death, and his beard, which had not been shaved in the morning, suddenly became vigorous.

He sent his wife and children to the morgue, and although he also wanted to stay with his beloved children, he, as the pillar of the family, had to lift the sky up when it was about to fall. The child is gone, and the innocence is about to collapse.

Father Wen hurriedly returned to the ward, picked up his wallet, and prepared to go through the necessary procedures. But a piece of paper peeking out of the pillow made him a little curious. Is this what the kid drew yesterday?

Pulling out the blank paper and reading it carefully, even a tough guy like Wen's father couldn't support it a little, his hands trembled slightly, and there were some tears in the corners of his eyes, and he said softly, "Dad promised you not to be sad." ”

……

There were three people drawn on the paper, two large and one small, but there was also a small man with wings hidden in the clouds, and everyone was smiling. Wen Lu likes to watch villain paintings, so he knows some simple words. The three villains in the middle of the picture are holding hands, and their bodies are marked one by one: Dad, Brother, Mom, and the little man with wings on the clouds is marked: Six-Six, the villain is looking down, as if watching his parents, mothers and younger brothers living together, and the paintings are happier than anyone who laughs. At the bottom of the paper, there is Wen Lu's immature handwriting, and there are many typos, but you can still see what is written: "Mom and Dad, be happy, don't cry, Liuliu will be fine in heaven, goodbye." "Finally, there is the name of Wen Lu's subordinates, because the Lu characters are a little difficult to write, or Wen Ma only taught them a few days ago, so the writing is more crooked than other words.

But Wen's father knew that this reflected Wen Lu's seriousness, because he had said before that when signing a document, he had to write down his name, so that it would be official.

Wen's father took his son's painting and handed it to Wen's mother.

"This ......"

"Liuliu painted, he seems to know something, so he left this. Don't cry anymore, it's not good for your health, don't worry your son. It's good that we keep June Six in mind forever. ”

……

"Hmmm......"

At this time, Wen Lu had been taken away by the ghost and embarked on the path of reincarnation......

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