Because it was just gastritis, Song Qiyue hung up a drip, and it got better a lot. As for the wound on the leg. But it is more serious than gastritis, because the scars are imprinted on the fair skin, or on the thighs and calves, and even when the nurse comes to give medicine, she can't help but be shocked.

Mo Zhengyan didn't leave, and watched the nurse give her medicine in the morning.

"Miss Song, if it hurts, bear with it." The nurse reminded with a smile.

"It's okay, I don't hurt." Song Qiyue replied, but she endured the pain. It's just that his expression is too serious, as if he is dealing with a difficult difficulty that is difficult to overcome, such a rigorous and serious, without expression, he looks too calm.

The nurse took the medicine, and Dr. Wu instructed her to rest well. That's when he withdrew.

Mo Zhengyan still stood there motionless, and Song Qiyue called him, "Zhengyan, it's not early." You go to work. ”

It's not a weekend, it's a working day, and he can't stay like this, because it will delay his work.

But he didn't move, his expression was still serious.

"I'm fine, there are nurses and doctors here, you can go with confidence." Song Qiyue said again.

Mo Zhengyan's solemnity is not resolved at all.

"Zhengyan, come here." She called out to him. "Come here."

Called him a few times, he just moved, approached her bedside, her hand, grabbed him, it was the temperature of her palm, warm, but still familiar to pass. Mo Zhengyan felt it.

"You don't worry about me, you're afraid I'm bored here, right? In that case, let Sangsang stay with me. Song Qiyue already had an idea, just as he spoke, he looked at He Sangsang with a smile.

He Sangsang was obligated and immediately said, "Young lady, I'm very happy." ”

"Okay, let's go, Qi Jian, and go down with you Mr. Mo." Song Qiyue reassured again, and her hand gently patted the back of his hand.

Mo Zhengyan looked at her for a moment, then shook her hand and turned to leave.

His silent back made her look at it with a hint of worry.

There was silence in the ward for a while, and He Sangsang said, "Young lady, do you want to drink water?" ”

Song Qiyue came back to her senses, but she was able to entertain herself, and immediately smiled, "Sangsang, sing me a song." ”

"......" He Sangsang felt that the past few days were going to be miserable.

Leaving the hospital in the morning, the car drove out of the street, Qi Jian drove, drove for a while, and was about to cross a fork in the road, one side was going to the company, and the other side was going to Mo's house.

Qi Jian said, "Mr. Mo, I just received a call from my wife, please go back to the old house immediately." ”

Mo Zhengyan said, "Go back to the company." ”

Qi Jian stared at Mo Zhengyan and followed Mo Zhengyan so many words, and he obeyed Mrs. Mo's orders every time. But today, he refused, and did not do so.

The noon sun shines on the Mo family's old house, and the villa is bathed in golden light.

Mrs. Mo sat there, and Sister Jiang stepped forward and said, "Madam, the young master will go back to the company first." Also, Miss July is safe, she is not pregnant, only gastritis. ”

Mrs. Mo watched the rising sun, and her beautiful face was like a sculpture.

……

Some news, even if it is subtle, can spread quickly.

The long-ago building stood in the sunlight, and on the other floor of the floor, the sunlight shone directly in, shining on Mosnian, who was sitting at his desk facing the window.

His always calm face was a touch of disbelief.

Mo Baiyao said, "I just received the news that our sister-in-law is now hospitalized. ”

After the shock, Mo Sinian's emotions reined, but he was silent.

"Auntie just made a decision on the spot and took decisive measures, so she was able to act so quickly." Mo Boyao said with a smile, he also heard the news just now, and he vaguely understood everything that happened after Song Qiyue was invited back to the Mo family's old mansion.

"Is my sister-in-law really there?" Mosnian asked.

"Thankfully, no." Mo Baiyao smiled, "If she really has it, she won't be able to stay." ”

Mo Boyao's words are true, Song Qiyue went to Haicheng to help the three young people of the Zhou family a few years ago, all of which were known to everyone in the bureau, and they even heard that they were once trapped in the snow mountain. According to Mrs. Mo's behavior, she will never allow a child born with doubts.

"It's just that I pity my sister-in-law, I was beaten, and I wasted so much in vain." Mo Boyao said again, "I also heard that Luo Zheng was also there when the incident happened. ”

Mo Sinian's back stiffened, his eyes looked at Mo Boyao, and he also smiled lightly, as if laughing at how ridiculous all this was, "What age, still come to this set, I'm not interested in knowing, let's go." ”

Mo Sinian was about to leave, and Mo Boyao didn't stop him, but just whispered, "Si Nian, this time you can't wait until the New Year." ”

"Yes." He answered.

Just walking out of the office, Moss Nian's pace sank.

At the time of the incident, Luo Zheng was also there. She's also there, still there, the Mo family's old house.

That year, I also heard so suddenly: Luo Zheng was pregnant unmarried and almost broke her leg.

……

In the evening, Mo Zhengyan left after work, and Qi Jian asked in front, "Mr. Mo, are you going to the hospital?" ”

"Go back to the old house." Mo Zhengyan is the way.

The car was immediately heading in the direction of the Mo family's old house.

It's just a day apart, yesterday it was afternoon, and today it's soaked in the twilight of the evening dusk. The villa of the old house is extraordinarily quiet. Mo Zhengyan walked in slowly, and Steward Zhao said, "Young master, Madame is in the tea room." ”

The annex of the old house is an antique Chinese style, and the style is so calm and quiet. All this seems to be lonely, and in this winter day, it seems so quiet. Sister Jiang waited at the door of the annex, as if she had received news that he had returned.

"Young Master, you're back." Sister Jiang spoke softly.

Mo Zhengyan nodded at her, and she led her in.

In the tea room of Nannuoda, as soon as the sliding door was pushed open by Sister Jiang, she saw the figure inside. Mrs. Mo sat there, her face still so delicate, as if she was dignified and elegant every day, and it had not changed in the slightest.

"Young Master, please come in." Sister Jiang called again.

Mo Zhengyan walked in, his steps were not slow, he walked in front of his mother, and knelt down opposite the coffee table. It was his long posture, and when he sat down, he was so fluttering, but it also brought a burst of cold air, I don't know if it was the cold breath outside the house, or the emanation from his body.

Mrs. Mo's tea art is smooth and skillful, she moves slowly, and time seems to be frozen here, becoming so long.

It was she who made the last cup of tea and delivered it to him.

Mo Zhengyan didn't move, but he didn't drink.

Mrs. Mo picked up her teacup, and she gently picked it up and drank the cup of tea.

The fragrance of the tea is still wanton, it is fresh and clear, in this quiet, Mrs. Mo put down the teacup, she opened her mouth first, "I originally wanted you to come back for a meal, but Qi Jian said that you are busy with business, and it will be okay if you don't come back." ”

"The day after tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, the company will start taking annual leave, and it is not too late for you to come back." Mrs. Mo said with a smile.

She was talking about the New Year, and she didn't say a word about it.

Mo Zhengyan was silent, he finally spoke, but he said, "Mother, why did you do this." ”

His inquiry was sudden, but it was also inevitable, so Mrs. Mo was not surprised, she said, "Zhengyan, there are some things that don't need a reason. ”

"You taught me that there must be a reason for everything." Mo Zhengyan stared at her.

Mrs. Mo responded, "There is no reason, just ask her a few words, Zhengyan, I have also taught you to be honest." ”

"She's not lying!" Mo Zhengyan said in a deep voice.

"If you say no, then you don't." Mrs. Mo said indifferently, "Anyway, this time, the doctor's examination results have also come out, she is not pregnant, she just needs to recuperate, and there will be nothing to do." That's the end of it. ”

Mrs. Mo has always stood out, she rarely shows up, but her words are extremely weighty, she has made an end, as if she can no longer continue. The Mo family will not have a word, and Mo Zhengyan rarely had objections in the past.

But this time, Mo Zhengyan looked at her, and in the midst of looking at each other, he said, "Mother, I just want to tell you that she is my wife, and from now on, if I have a child in my life, then the mother of the child will only be her." ”

The low words were not excited and generous, nor cold and hideous, but as if to tell, he used a calm tone, but it was like an oath, and the determination in his eyes made Mrs. Mo's eyes stink.

"Mother, I'll go first." Mo Zhengyan spoke again.

Mrs. Mo was still kneeling on the cushion and did not come back to her senses for a long time. I don't know how long it took, Sister Jiang came in, she knelt in front of the door, "Madam." ”

Sister Jiang shouted, Mrs. Mo was stunned, she was worried and shouted again, "Madam, what's wrong with you?" Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Mrs. Mo looked at the untouched teacup in front of her, and her voice was far away, "It's the same as that time." ”

Such eyes are very similar to those of the past, and they are also so resolute, and it is he who says: Mother, I want to be with her.

……

Song Qiyue lay in the hospital for three days, and Mo Zhengyan stayed with him for three days.

After hanging the water for a few days, Song Qiyue's gastritis disappeared, but the injury on this leg still has to be slowly medicated to heal, and the nurse applied the ointment on the side and said, "Miss Song, you must take good care of it and rub the ointment on time, so that it will not leave a scar." ”

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of him sinking into a handsome face, and Song Qiyue said with a smile, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you have a scar, you won't see it." ”

"This scar is quite deep, so you still need to pay attention to it." The nurse said carefully, "Miss Song, does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt."

"How can it not hurt? I was in pain when I saw it. ”

The handsome face was even more solemn, but Song Qiyue felt that this was really the time when she shouldn't speak, so she just smiled.

The nurse went out with the medicine, Song Qiyue looked at him, but saw that he still had a tense face like this, he has always been like this in the past two days, as if he had been unhappy, she shouted, "Zhengyan, I want to eat an orange, you peel one for me." ”

Mo Zhengyan walked over, he came to the bedside and sat down, took the orange and peeled it for her.

Peeled one, Song Qiyue picked it up and ate it, Mo Zhengyan saw that she liked to eat, so she continued to peel it there, she said while eating oranges, "Don't worry, the scar on my leg will be gone when I turn around." Even if I leave some marks, now that the beauty technology is so developed and so high-tech, I will be able to get better in no time. Let me tell you, don't look at this leg, it looks like it hurts, but it doesn't hurt at all! ”

She said very easily, Mo Zhengyan's hand paused, and continued to peel oranges.

"I didn't lie to you, I'm the person I'm most afraid of pain, I've been afraid of it since I was a child. I used to keep complaining about pain, because I didn't have gastritis, so I couldn't get up, and it had nothing to do with my legs. She laughed and said in a brisk tone, only to find that she couldn't even believe in the words, which was terrible.

Mo Zhengyan peeled another orange and put it in front of her, with a look that was so calm that people couldn't explain it anymore.

Song Qiyue looked at him, she couldn't resist it, "Okay, it just hurts a little, but I'm really not afraid of leaving scars, I'm so naturally beautiful." ”

"It won't happen again." But he suddenly said that he had already taken another orange, "Absolutely not." ”

His promise seemed careless, but it was firm, Song Qiyue nodded, she ate the orange, and said, "Actually, I didn't check it myself this time, so I made a fuss." A few days ago, I went out for afternoon tea every day, and it was cake and coffee, probably because I ate too much, so I was uncomfortable. "Stay in history.

"It's also Chu Yan, as soon as I feel uncomfortable, she instinctively reflexes her nerves and asks me if I have it." Song Qiyue laughed, "Actually, there's nothing, you see, I'm alive and kicking again." Aunt Jun used to say that every time I got sick, it would be like a dragon after two days. ”

"A child's thing." She swallowed the orange in her mouth and spoke slowly, "It's just a misunderstanding, don't care." ”

"I said to you that day, I didn't coax you when I was born." But he suddenly said, "If there is, whether it is before, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, it will be born." ”

His words came, and Song Qiyue heard it, the orange was clearly so sweet, but there was a hint of sourness, "But you didn't say it, it's not the time." ”

"That's what I said." He whispered.

In fact, in the past two days, since she talked about the topic of pregnancy, he has not hesitated in his heart, and he has also asked himself. This is really not an opportunity, everything is too sudden, how to deal with it, how to arrange it. But there are not so many hows, and I don't want to think about them one by one. Where there are so many causes and consequences, there are too many unpredictable things in this world, which makes these unknowns come more suddenly.

Mo Zhengyan said, "Can you regret it?" ”

Song Qiyue looked at him in a daze, he put the freshly peeled orange in his hand and put it in her palm, "I forgot to tell you, I like children, I like it very much." ”

She held the orange in her hand, but it was as if she had received the whole world, and her smile widened.

"Zhengyan, I also forgot to tell you, I had a dream that night, I dreamed of a child. But I can't tell if it's a boy or a girl, do you like boys more or girls? ”