Zhuang Jingyan didn't see clearly what her expression was when she lowered her head, but she insisted, she had to retreat and retreat to a place far away that she couldn't see.

Let her think she's rested.

Gu Xuewen came by a car from behind, walked behind Zhuang Jingyan at the end of the corridor, patted her shoulder and asked, "How is it", Zhuang Jingyan shook her head with tears.

Now, apart from the soldiers and officers who were walking around, there was only the lone slender man on the bench.

She curled up slowly.

She lost one of her shoes on the way here, and she didn't remember where, her bare hands and one foot were covered in mud, and she curled up on her knees, trembling and gently hugging herself.

In the cold air, I remembered—

The first time I met Huo Siran.

He scolded her. Sneered at her. Every expression, detail, and look is slowly magnified in the memory.

After marriage, he had a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder, the quilt was folded squarely, and the toothbrush cup was always placed in the same direction. The stomach is not good, you can't eat too irritating and spicy, and the taste is light.

In the days when he spoiled her to the bone, he liked to hold up her body with one arm, like to bury his head in her soft and sensitive neck, and liked to stay quietly with her. She especially remembers the day he registered, he parked his car on the side of the road and said to her, "I am your husband, and I will be good to you in the future." ”

He is indeed not good. self-righteously forced her to come to Kyoto, killed Lin Weilan, and jealously forced her to draw a line with Jing Sheng until heaven and man were separated forever. When he forced her to donate a kidney to Yunshang, he said, "Whatever you want, I will agree." Tongtong, it's me who is sorry for you. ”

So the good thing is that he still understands what is right and what is wrong, and he can wake up to wrong.

Even she had to admit that he had changed so much.

Men who were once so proud that they couldn't lose face can now kneel, give up their dignity, and beg humbly;

In the past, a photo of her and Gu Jingsheng could make him jealous to the point of red eyes, but now for her sentence "I want Ye Xiao to be safe and sound", she can go to Huangquan vigorously.

"Mom."

An abrupt cry rang out in the hallway.

Zhuang Jingyan hid in the corner to look at her, she was furious, and she was anxious to see Qin Fangrong and his wife waiting in the outer room, and also saw the children who were brought to the hospital by them together. She was afraid that Lin Yitong would not be able to think about it for a while, and wanted to bring the child over to show her, invisibly reminding her not to do stupid things.

Not far away, a crystal clear little boy dressed thick like a cotton ball, standing not far away with his eyes wide open.

Under the impetus of Zhuang Jingyan, he staggered over, stepped forward with his little hand and grabbed her hand, looked at her eyes crisply and called, "Mom." ”

The soft little hands disturbed her mind.

She almost forgot that there was such a little child, calling her mother, was the meat of her heart.

Her little face was as pale as paper, and she suddenly remembered the early winter of that year in the United States, and in the midst of the goose feathers and heavy snow, she picked up the abandoned swaddling clothes at the corner of the street. She works in the hospital, and she knows how many abandoned babies there are in the hospital, but she can't figure out what she is doing At that moment, she suddenly couldn't walk, she had to stop, knelt on the ground with him, and begged Qin Fangrong to take them in with her eyes.

She understood.

Now she finally understood.

Even if she didn't admit it again, she knew how much heartache she had for the child she had lost, and she wanted to keep him so much, so she took Xiao Taotao and raised him, imagining what the pool of blood flowing out of her body should be like at this moment if it still exists.

A tear fell out of her hot eye socket and smashed against the mud-stained skirt.

Just like at the rescue scene, when she held his body tightly to her chest and cried bitterly, she finally understood what he Huo Siran was to her.

She burst into tears of laughter, and Zhilu Dao could no longer say with such reverent longing from the bottom of her heart:

Please, be alive.

Because even if he doesn't live.

Even if he's dead.

………………

He will definitely not be alone.

*******

Ye Xiao's sobriety was in the early hours of the morning.

A misty glimmer of light shines through and sprinkles on the hospital bed.

His face was pale, his lips were dry, and his left shoulder was wrapped so tightly that he felt some pain that bordered on numbness. He slowly tilted his head and saw Qin Fangrong sleeping in front of the bed.

It was not appropriate to say that he had gray hair overnight, but he clearly saw that his mother, who was only forty-five years old, had sideburns as white as silver moonlight.

The heart is tearing like a pain in an instant.

But he didn't have the heart to pay attention to it, he remembered, he came out of the explosion scene yesterday, all the way home, talked to her, watched her disappear, he remembered. If—he was saying that if Hosran had survived that explosion, then he would have been sent to this hospital as well.

Last night, at the junction of pain and drowsiness, he clearly heard the noise of scrambling outside the ward.

There was the sound of military boots trampling on Zulang.

Someone is calling "Chief".

Gently lifting the quilt, Ye Xiao held on to the railing of the bed, tried not to wake up his mother, walked slowly to the door, stretched out his hand, and opened the door of the ward.

Air conditioning inside.

He was shivering from the cold, still opened the door, walked forward, and saw that on the corridor of the ward opposite, there were many soldiers sleeping on the sidelines, covered in mud and lime, and even the corridor was full of footprints that he had stepped on when he returned from the rescue scene. The lights in the emergency room are still on, with sparse doctors and nurses coming in and out.

At the end, his eyes were drawn to the bench—

The small black-gray figure was almost unrecognizable, but he could still distinguish the outline and shape at a glance.

"Why did you get out?" The nurse passed by him and was startled, "Are you a gunshot wound?" If you take care of the crippled, go in and rest, it's still early in the morning......"

Ye Xiao stopped.

His face hung down palely and he asked the nurse, "How is that patient?" ”

The nurse glanced back: "It's been a night, it's not over the danger period, and it's a question of whether you can wake up." ”

"What's wrong?" Is the injury too severe?

"I don't know, it seems to be a concussion plus two gunshot wounds, but the most important thing is that it has been buried under the rubble for too long, and there is heavy pressure and severe internal bleeding, and it is already a miracle that there are signs of life." The nurse paused, remembering his uniform from yesterday, "I'll help you in." ”

Ye Xiao refused.

He couldn't fall asleep anymore, especially after knowing this, it seemed that the heavy guilt in his heart suddenly lightened, but he didn't dare to let go completely.

In particular, he didn't know anything about her.

Huo Siran said to him before "going to die", he remembered every word as clearly as engraved in his heart, he even thought that she would retreat and choose him, but after experiencing this incident, after he came back from the dead, did he still think she would choose that? He Ye Xiao, could it still be her spare tire?

Or did she never feel in her heart that she should put him in the ranks of her future choices?

He tried to brush away the astringency in his heart, but the astringency was heavier, and he staggered over to the wall, leaned over, and touched her face.

She didn't sleep deeply, as if she had been stuck to a certain point, because her nerves were too tense and her energy was too quickly drained, and she woke up suddenly at the touch of this.

My eyes are so red and swollen that I don't know how long I've been crying.

Lin Yitong was stunned the moment he saw Ye Xiao, and then sat up suddenly, because the movement was too fast, the mud that formed clods on his clothes fell down in Balabala, and then his wide eyes immediately turned to the ward, lifted the clothes on his body, and ran inside: "Is he awake?" ”

Ye Xiao was hanging with one arm, and the other hand reached over to pull her, but her knee that had been frozen for too long was so painful that she bent and almost fell, Ye Xiao hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her arm.

"No, it's still being rescued, and people aren't awake." He hastened to speak, his voice as hoarse as sand.

Her little face was also terrifyingly pale, and when she heard the news, her mouth opened slightly several times, and her body trembled, as if she couldn't accept it, this dangerous period was too long.

Ye Xiao helped her back to the chair and asked her, "Do you want to go back and take a shower and change clothes first?" If you go on like this, you're going to break yourself. ”

She sat dumbfounded, not expecting that the ordeal had not yet passed.

"Tongtong, Tongtong," she didn't say a word, Ye Xiao was frightened, held her piece, called her in a trembling voice, focused her eyes on his face, and tried to smile palely, "Go back and change your clothes, I'll help you guard here, okay?" ”

She stared at him for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking, and finally nodded.

Right.

She's not in a hurry.

Something has already been decided, and there is nothing to rush about.