Chapter 122: Heavy as a Mountain

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Wentao dragged his tired body back, he sat weakly in the corner, covering his cheeks in pain, and didn't say a word.

Seeing Zhou Wentao's heartbroken appearance, I didn't ask more, but merged my heart with them, and used my silence to share the pain in my heart for him.

After a long time, Zhou Wentao looked at me and said, "Yin Xing, I found Qin Mei, and I will take revenge on her." But no matter what I did, she never wanted to admit it, as if she hadn't done it. Yin Xing, you can be honest with me, count me begging you! I really can't help it! ”

Zhou Wentao cried very sadly, and then he couldn't say a word, he could only open his mouth exaggeratedly, and he was frozen in pain.

I exhaled and frowned, "I'm not lying, Qin Mei's behavior is the most suspicious, except for her, no one wants to harm Shen Mumu at all." ”

When I said this, I suddenly felt a little weak, and even my eyes were a little trance.

Suddenly, I remembered that when I couldn't stand Qin Mei before, I directly pushed this mess to Shen Mumu and deceived her with lies, as long as Shen Mumu never bothered me again, I would agree to be with her.

It was at that time that I caught the murderous aura in Shen Mumu's eyes.

The words I said at that time were just an excuse to get rid of Qin Mei, and I also selfishly thought that as long as Qin Mei and Shen Mumu were entangled together, my life would be much more stable.

However, I never thought that Qin Mei's approach would be so extreme, and she would not do anything that was close to people!

My heart became more and more guilty, and I looked at Shen Mumu who was still in a coma, and there was indescribable pain in my heart.

At this moment, I really wanted to slap myself a few times and confess in front of Shen Mumu, it was because of my selfishness that I hurt her.

However, I know very well in my heart that it has happened, and no matter what I do, I can't undo it, and complaining about myself will make me feel even more guilty.

For the rest of the time, I sat on the edge of the bed with Shen Mumu, and Zhou Wentao kept squatting in the corner, burying his head tightly in his knees.

Time seems to have come to a standstill.

Just when I was distraught, a noisy ringtone broke the silence of the night, and I was busy holding my phone in the corner, and I almost couldn't open my eyes due to the strong light of the screen.

After my eyes adjusted to the light, I also saw two big words on the screen of my mobile phone - Zhou Yao.

I knew that Zhou Yao was urging me to go home again, and I didn't want to waste time explaining to her, so I simply turned off my phone.

Time passed, and soon I saw the white belly of the fish outside the window, and flocks of sparrows landing on the old trees, as if full of curiosity about what was happening in the ward.

I saw a few sparrows jumping on the edge of the window, shaking their heads and staring at me.

As Zhou Wentao stood up, the sparrows on the edge of the window were frightened, flapped their wings and flew into the air, and disappeared from my sight after a while.

Zhou Wentao dragged his tired body towards me and said, "Yin Xing, it's already the second day, you go back first, I want to take care of Shen Mumu alone for a while." ”

I glanced at him, looked at Shen Mumu for a while, and nodded lightly, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

Then, I pulled my arm out of Shen Mumu's hand, moved my somewhat sore shoulders slightly, and walked out of the ward.

The morning sun always seemed so cold, and I wrapped my coat and walked down the street.

There weren't too many people on the streets, and the sanitation workers in the distance were sweeping the ground with brooms, and perhaps because I didn't hear any sound all night, I found the rustle of the brooms rubbing against the ground very pleasant.

As I passed by the breakfast shop, I stopped, took a few coins out of my pocket, lined them up on the table, and said, "Have a bowl of chaos and put more coriander!" ”

Then I walked into the front and sat down.

After a while, the boss was in front of me with a bowl of hot chaos, and I didn't care about the heat, so I picked up the chopsticks and ate it in a big gulp.

My mind was reminded of the sad events of last night, and suddenly my eyes were hot, and tears fell into the bowl.

I don't understand why I'm crying, maybe it's trying to find a suitable place to vent.

I suddenly felt that I had failed in my life, and I was always inadvertently getting into all kinds of trivial matters.

But a few years ago, I was still an intern with hopes and aspirations for this society.

It is easy for time to change a person, just like rebuilding the person, burning the person into a pile of dregs, and then pouring it into a mold that can be integrated with society, feeling the different worlds in an embarrassed posture.

My dream is music, and my ideal is very simple, but I want to have a relationship that can be in love with each other, have a well-behaved and sensible child, do a small business to subsidize the family, buy a new set of clothes for my family during the New Year's holidays, buy some snacks for my children every three or five days, and ask a few friends to go to the next restaurant when I feel that life is difficult and I have something to worry about.

My ideal, it's nothing more than a common little thing, but it's still crushing people!

My love was lost, my family was broken, and even my dreams were on the verge of shattering.

But I never knew when those days would come to an end.

I could only sigh helplessly, groping in a world full of gloom, praying for the distant light.

After drinking the last bite of wonton soup, I pulled out a few pieces of paper and wiped my cheeks heavily, wiping all the tears mixed with sweat from my face.

Then, I lit a cigarette and walked slowly in the direction of home.

After walking for a while, I finally returned to the community.

When I opened the door with the key, the scene in the living room filled my eyes in an instant.

My body shuddered suddenly, and my whole body stood in place.

At this moment, Zhou Yao was sitting on the sofa, staring at me faintly.

She didn't seem to sleep all night, and I could clearly catch the exhaustion on her face.

"What are you doing here when you don't go to work early in the morning?" I was surprised.

Zhou Yao ignored me, but the black eyes in the eye sockets converged on my body, slowly moving with my whereabouts.

Seeing that Zhou Yao didn't respond, I didn't pay attention to him, took off my coat and hung it on the hanger, and was about to go back to the room to sleep.

And, at this time, a knock on the door from Zhou Yao's room sounded behind me, accompanied by Yin Lanlan's heart-rending cry, "Aunt Zhou Yao! Open the door, I'm already late! ”