After more than four hours of rescue, Momo finally turned the corner. When I woke up, it was already the afternoon of the third day.

"Kid? My baby! Momo opened his eyes, and the first thing he said was a child.

Zhenfeng, who was napping at the bedside, grasped the panicked Momo, and looked at her bloodless, and his heart burned.

Once upon a time, she was just a child, his girl.

Looking back, that time seems like a lifetime away.

"How's my baby doing?" Momo tugged at his clothes tightly, looking scared and nervous.

"Kid...... It's okay. "Boom.

"Really? You didn't lie to me? ”

Zhenfeng felt her hand trembling as she held it, her pale face as paper, her green lips trembled, how could such a weak body withstand such a blow.

"Hmm. The doctor said that the child was less than a month old and underweight, and needed to be placed in an incubator for observation. ”

Mo Mo's hanging heart finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he was overjoyed: "Help me go and see them!" As he said that, he wanted to get out of bed, but he pulled the wound and took a sharp breath in pain.

"You can't go down now! Let's take care of your body first. Zhenfeng stopped her and didn't let her move again.

"Two children, boy or girl?"

"It's a dragon and phoenix." Zhenfeng said in a low voice, his expression gloomy.

"Great!" Mo Mo was overjoyed, ignoring Zhenfeng's unhappy look, and grabbed his hand: "How scared I am, I'm afraid that I will hurt them because I didn't control my feelings." ”

"It's not your fault."

"Thank you, Brother Zhenfeng. You saved me and the child. Momo looked at him gratefully, and suddenly understood why Zhenzi could carry so many things every time, why some neighbors said that there was an old man wandering downstairs, and why she always felt that someone was following her in the dark when she went out alone.

It turned out that he never left.

just silently stayed by her side in her own way, guarding her and not causing her a trace of trouble.

She once said that she was a grass, and he smiled and said, then he would be a tree and always stand beside the grass. Shelter her from the wind and rain, and bathe in the morning and dusk.

Mo Mo looked at Zhenfeng's beard full of stubble, his eyes were swollen, and his expression was haggard, and his tone resolutely blasted him away, and pretended to sleep.

Zhenfeng glanced at Momo, who was lying down, and gently closed the door.

Momo's tears welled up, she knew that he hadn't gone far, so she didn't dare to cry, just whimpered under the quilt.

The heart has been given to others, and in this life, I am afraid that I will owe him to him.

Zhenfeng leaned against the cold wall, his heart like a knife.

How, how to sue her, that cruel truth.

In the cold corridor, Jian Hai and Zhenzi walked one after the other, their steps heavy.

"How is she?" Jinko asked, removing the white flower from her head.

"I woke up and slept again. I haven't sued her yet. ”

"Then let's keep it a secret."

Jinko goes back to the bakery during the day and accompanies her at night.

Jian Hai often meets Zhenfeng, and the two don't have too much language communication, but they are not repulsive.

In addition to making bread and pastries, Zhenfeng runs to the hospital the rest of the time, and it takes three hours to travel back and forth a day.

Once it was pouring rain and encountering a traffic jam, Zhenfeng fell asleep on the steering wheel, and he couldn't wake up no matter how he shouted. In the end, the traffic police had to tow the car and the people away.

Zhenzi told Momo a joke, and Momo smiled and laughed, but tears flowed out.

"What's wrong?" Jinko asked.

"Nothing? The sun outside shone brightly on the green leaves. Momo turned his head to look out the window at the fierce summer, and his tone was sour.