Chapter 147: The Great Reversal of the Plot (Medium)
Although Aya has been in love many times, she is having a boyfriend with a playful mentality, so she doesn't know what it's like to love someone or be truly loved by someone.
When she saw that Anya Jie could do almost anything for Si Tianmu, she was so humble that she almost didn't have herself, and every time at that time, Aya was angry with An Yajie.
She always said that Anya Jie is too stupid and doesn't cherish herself, you don't even cherish yourself as a woman, how can you expect others to love you.
But when she saw Yang Dazhuang jumping out of the window with her without hesitation, at that moment, Aya suddenly understood Anya Jie's unhesitating behavior for love.
When you only have that person in your heart, you can do anything for him, give up everything for him, even your own life.
Aya never knew that it was so happy to be loved by a person with his life, and people even thought that it was worth losing their lives for this love.
This feeling has never been seen in her previous relationship history, and Aya likes this feeling so much.
If there is such a person who loves you without hesitation, then what reason do you have to reject him?
After Aya understood her intentions, her heart suddenly pounded, just like a girl who was just starting to fall in love when she saw the boy she liked.
Aya waited for Yang Dazhuang to come back with excitement, she wanted to tell him her heart, she wanted to ask him: "Treat me with long hair and waist, is it okay for a young man to marry me?" ”
Yang Dazhuang had just walked to the door of the ward with the porridge, and the attending doctor and nurse also came.
"Doctor Zhao, are you here to check on Aya's condition?"
"Yes, Mr. Yang is early, do you have the porridge you bought for the patient?"
Yang Dazhuang smiled: "Well, she just finished the operation, so let's give her some light and easy-to-digest food first."
"Well, that's right." Dr. Zhao smiled and nodded.
"Mr. Yang is very good at taking care of patients, Miss Aya is really happy to have such a caring boyfriend as you."
Aya heard the conversation between Yang Dazhuang and the doctor outside the door, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, she hurriedly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, otherwise she would be embarrassed when Yang Dazhuang came in later.
Yang Dazhuang smiled and didn't speak, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head and looked at Aya in the ward, she was still sleeping, Yang Dazhuang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Doctor Zhao, when you go in for a check-up later, don't tell Aya that she may not be able to get pregnant in the future, I'm afraid she won't be able to accept it for a while."
Aya's eyes widened violently when she heard this, and she looked at the top of her head in a daze, and her hands were clutching the sheets. Her heart twitched so hard that she almost went into shock.
"I misheard, I must have misheard." Aya desperately told herself that she had misheard.
Doctor Zhao sighed: "This is really hard to accept, but she will know sooner or later, no matter when she knows, it will be cruel to her." ”
"As her boyfriend, try to enlighten her as much as possible, after all, you are both still young, and there may be miracles in the future."
"I know, thank you, Dr. Zhao."
Dr. Zhao smiled and pushed the door open and walked into the room.
When Aya heard the sound of the door opening, she quickly wiped away her tears and closed her eyes.
Dr. Zhao woke Aya up, checked her bleeding, and looked at the list and results of the examination.
"Miss Aya, your operation was successful, there was no heavy bleeding after the operation, and all the indicators are normal, relax and recuperate, and you will be discharged from the hospital soon."
Aya looked at Dr. Zhao indifferently: "Can I still get pregnant in the future?" ”
"Uh......"
Yang Dazhuang didn't wait for Dr. Zhao to say anything, so he came over with a smile: "What stupid thing are you talking about, of course you can get pregnant, didn't the doctor say just now, your operation was very successful, as long as you recuperate." ”
Aya looked at Dr. Zhao, "Really?" ”
Dr. Zhao smiled and nodded: "Don't think too much, relax and recuperate, and take care of your body is the most important thing." ”
After Dr. Zhao and the nurse left, Yang Dazhuang opened the box containing the porridge: "I bought you lean porridge, and I will help you up to eat a little." ”
Aya raised her eyes to look at Yang Dazhuang, there was no wave in her eyes, and she was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. But it seems that there is a sadness and pain hidden in the depths of his eyes, as well as a deep despair.
Yang Dazhuang was stung by Aya's eyes, and his heart also hurt, he put down the porridge, sat down next to Aya, and held her hand.
"Aya, what's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable? ”
Aya didn't speak, just kept looking at Yang Dazhuang.
Yang Dazhuang got up in a hurry, and just as he was about to speak, Aya suddenly withdrew his hand and turned his head to the side: "You go, don't come back in the future." ”
Aya's voice was calm and cold.
Yang Dazhuang didn't react to what was going on all of a sudden, he only felt that his palms were suddenly empty, and he subconsciously squeezed his fist, but he didn't pinch anything.
Yang Dazhuang pulled the corners of his mouth unnaturally: "Why?" "He doesn't know what's going on, yesterday he could clearly see love in Aya's eyes, why now......
Aya kept turning her head to look at the bathroom, leaving the back of her head to Yang Dazhuang.
Yang Dazhuang clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and asked again: "Why?" ”
Aya's tears flowed out at once, and she reached out and quickly wiped them away.
Why? Fool, do you need to ask? I can say out loud that I accept you before you walk in the door, because I find that I like you too.
But after you enter the door, what qualifications do I have to say that I accept you, what can I do to love you now, I am no longer worthy of you.
Aya bit her lip and suppressed the urge to cry.
"No why, I am grateful to you for saving me, and in the future, as long as you want, I will give you back this life at any time, and I will not owe you half a point." Aya's voice was so cold that it could freeze into ice.
"Aya, do you know what you're talking about?" Yang Dazhuang clenched his fists and looked at Aya's side face in pain.
Yang Dazhuang's eyes flashed, and he tried his best to suppress his heart that wanted to collapse: "You know...... Every word you say......" Yang Dazhuang choked up a little and couldn't go on.
"Is every word like a knife, piercing my heart one by one?" Yang Dazhuang stretched out his index finger and poked his heart fiercely, he was almost suffocated in pain.
"Aya, can I ask you, don't be so cruel to me, you can dislike me, but please don't be so cruel to me."
Yang Dazhuang's tears poured out instantly.
Aya was in tears, clenching her fists, and she was unconscious of the smell of blood in her mouth.
Her pain would not be half a point less than that of Yang Dazhuang, she wanted to throw herself into Yang Dazhuang's arms desperately, but she couldn't do so.
If she can't give birth to children for Yang Dazhuang, then she is not qualified to be with Yang Dazhuang, and his family will definitely not agree.
She can't make Yang Dazhuang embarrassed, instead of suffering in the future, it is better to break it completely now.
Aya was afraid that if she continued to talk to Yang Dazhuang, she would lose her mind.
"I'm tired, I'm going to rest, you can go." Aya turned around and covered her head with the quilt.
Yang Dazhuang stood in place, looking at the resolute back, and after a long time, he smiled, laughing so painfully, so desperate.
He laughed at himself for being stupid, laughing at himself like an idiot, knowing that people didn't like him, and rushed forward regardless of it, until he was hit on the head and bleeding and covered in injuries.
Tears, sometimes a kind of wordless happiness; Smiling is sometimes an indescribable pain.
I've always imagined everything too rosy, but in the end it will only bring tears to your eyes.
Yang Dazhuang walked out of the ward in despair, Aya looked at Yang Dazhuang's back as he walked away, and cried heartbreakingly.
It turns out that this is love, which can make people sweet to death, or it can make people painful to death.
Yang Dazhuang stood in the garden of the hospital, looking up at the blue sky, the dazzling light pierced his eyes, he reached out to block the sun, but the sunlight still stinged his eyes.
Yang Dazhuang simply closed his eyes and let his world be dark.
At this time, a hand slapped on Yang Dazhuang's shoulder, Yang Dazhuang opened his eyes, turned around and saw Xiao Mo in a white coat, looking at him with a smile.
Yang Dazhuang carefully looked at Xiao Mo in front of him, with a black tie on his white shirt, a handsome face, and a gentle and polite smile.
Yang Dazhuang smiled bitterly in his heart: "Maybe she likes someone like Xiao Mo, so even if I take out my heart and give it to her, she won't take a second look." ”
Xiao Mo looked at Yang Dazhuang, who was full of sorrow, and frowned: "Da Zhuang, what's wrong with you?" ”
Yang Dazhuang shook his head.
Xiao Mo glanced at Yang Dazhuang, then looked up at the building where Aya was, he turned his head to look at Yang Dazhuang: "Is something wrong with Aya?" Wasn't her surgery a success? ”
Yang Dazhuang kept staring at Xiao Mo for a long time before he spoke: "Didn't you want to go over and see her?" Maybe...... She wants to see her by you. ”
Xiao Mo was confused, and couldn't figure out why Yang Dazhuang, who had a hearty personality, suddenly became depressed.
He felt that this buddy had something on his mind, and the role of the brother was to listen to the buddy's bad things and help him resolve them.
Xiao Mo hugged Yang Dazhuang's shoulder: "It just so happens that I'm off work, let's go have a drink together." ”
Yang Dazhuang wanted to refuse, but his mood was too bad at this time, so he let Xiao Mo pull him away.
The two came to a restaurant, ordered a few side dishes, and served two bottles of liquor.
Xiao Mo watched Yang Dazhuang drink boiled water cup after cup, and he almost drank a bottle of wine alone.
Yang Dazhuang was already a little drunk, he put his hands on the table, and looked at Xiao Mo sluggishly: "Why don't you drink, just look at me, I have flowers on my face." ”
"I didn't see the flowers, but I saw a melancholy little prince sitting opposite me and pouring himself a drink."
Yang Dazhuang laughed self-deprecatingly, raised his head and drank the wine in the cup: "I will never be anyone's prince." As he spoke, he went to get the wine again.
Xiao Mo snatched the wine bottle, unscrewed the lid and poured a full glass for Yang Dazhuang.
"Tell me, what made you so depressed."