"Auntie, I'm Kangkang."

When that childish voice came from the phone, Mu Tianen felt that his nose was inexplicably sour.

No matter how ruthless she is, they are all children who are related to her.

"Auntie, can you come and see Kangkang?"

The child asked cautiously, "Kang Kang is going to die, Kang Kang wants to see his aunt, just be alone." ”

What makes such a young child can often talk about the word death, is all this experience since childhood, and it is also the helplessness given to him by that dilapidated body, which is almost equivalent to the helplessness of adults.

And Mu Tianen's word is impossible to say at all.

Her heart still softened.

It seems that she actually saw her former self, countless times, she was also lying weakly in the hospital, and she wanted her parents to come and see her, as long as she glanced at it.

But it was never them that she was looking forward to, so much so that later, she no longer expected them.

She put down her phone, leaned back, and then closed her eyes, but she felt like something was blocking her throat.

It's very uncomfortable.

And the next day, she had already boarded the plane to Nanshi, and by noon, she had already gotten off the plane, and when she first arrived, she saw Ling Yuan, who was standing in the crowd, and could almost be said to stand out from the crowd.

He is still dressed in a black suit, meticulous, and unmoving, and his hair is cut very short, and he is tough and upright.

And as soon as he saw her, he took the initiative to walk over to her, and then stretched out his hand and put it on the top of her hair.

"Tired or not?"

"It's okay," Mu Tianen didn't feel how tired she was, in fact, in the few days she was in the hospital, she had already taken care of her body, it was only a few hours away, and her spirit was not bad.

"How's he doing?"

Mu Tianen asked him, is it okay?

"Not so good."

Ling Yuan didn't want to say this, but the doctor had already sentenced the child to death, there was no way to treat it, and there was no one who could treat it, and if he continued to treat it, it would only be more pain, but it would not be able to save him a few days.

"I want to go and see the little prince," Mu Tianen raised her eyes and looked at the people in front of her, this is the Nanshi she is familiar with, she grew up in Nanhao, and she also escaped here.

And when she came back, it seemed that everything here had not changed, and it was always just them.

"Okay."

Ling Yuan promised her.

When they came out, it was raining lightly outside.

Ling Yuan held up the umbrella, and it was he who blocked the rain, and he held the umbrella to Mu Tianen a little more, and half of his own body was drenched in the rain.

A man doesn't care about you, it's not that he talks about you every day, you can see from those details.

He sees you more than himself.

He values your life more than herself.

If you have a bite of rice, he will give it to you first.

If you have a sip of water, he will drink it from you.

When Mu Tianen sat in the car, Ling Yuan's right shoulder was already wet.

But he didn't pay much attention, but turned around and helped Mu Tianen fasten the seat belt, and at this time they were very close, so close that they could hear each other's heartbeats and feel each other's breathing.

And their heartbeats seem to be above the same frequency again.

And when Ling Yuan was about to leave, Mu Tianen stretched out his hand, hugged his waist, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Ling Yuan ......"

This is the first time she has called him by his name, she used to just call him second uncle, accustomed second uncle, accustomed elder.

But now she called him by his name.

"Well," Ling Yuan stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder gently, "It's okay." ”

The rain outside is still falling, and the rain that is all over the sky falls on the ground from time to time, and it seems that even the people are getting wet, which also makes the already low people more gloomy.

There was a car behind her that was already urging, Ling Yuan patted her on the shoulder, and then sat up straight, and then the car also went all the way, heading straight ahead.

About an hour later, Ling Yuan took Mu Tianen to a cemetery in Nanshi.

Ling Yuan put the flower in his hand in front of the tombstone, this is the child, this is the child he buried here with his own hands, the child who came to the world, even his eyes are not open.

Mu Tianen squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the words on the tombstone, in fact, it was like such a big child, under normal circumstances, he just found a place and buried it quietly, no one knew about their existence, and no one would remember them, and even more, they didn't even have their own names.

But her little prince has it, he has his own name, and he also has a place of his own eternal rest.

She gently stroked the tombstone, as if caressing the child's face, the small, still breathing child.

He worked very hard to grow and live, but in the end he still did not survive.

"I'm sorry, Mom is coming to see you right now."

She pressed her face against the tombstone, just to get closer to her child.

"Mom misses you very much, misses you very much, and has never forgotten you, are you okay over there? Your troublesome brother said that his father and mother will definitely take good care of you, right? ”

Although Mu Tianen knew that these were all ethereal things, in their hearts, they still pinned their hopes on those who had passed away.

In fact, they are still there, but they are alive in one way.

Ling Yuan squatted down, also put his hand on her shoulder, and then patted it, "He's very good here, I'll come over to see him when I have time, as well as Tang Youfei and Song Yuanyue, they will come over often, and the eldest brother and eldest sister haven't forgotten it." ”

Mu Tianen knew that they were all people who liked the little prince, but those murderers who killed the little prince would never come here.

They were ruthless on their faces, but they were afraid, so they might come here, and besides, their little prince did not welcome them.

The rain in the sky is still falling, Mu Tianen raised his face, and also looked at the rain that fell, here was a living life, but now it is also a past that cannot be traced.

Their time is here, and their own time is also passing by minute by second.

"Let's go, the rain is a little heavy," Ling Yuan shook Mu Tianen's shoulder again.

Mu Tianen stood up, and when she turned around, she found that Ling Yuan's entire back seemed to be soaked, and this clean, never rainy sky, he had always left it to him.