What do you say?! Su Ruoxi looked at the doctor in front of her in shock, and wondered if she had heard it wrong: "You mean that Qian Yingying is pregnant with a child?!" ”

"Yes." The doctor nodded: "Miss Su, it seems that Miss Qian and you have a good relationship, and I don't know why you don't know about this." ”

Su Ruoxi's eyes were a little puzzled, and Su Ruoxi was no less anxious than the doctor, and asked anxiously with her head down: "Isn't there any way to treat her illness while protecting the child?" ”

Although there is not much research on medicine, Su Ruoxi knows that if she wants to have schizophrenia, in addition to companionship, she also needs to use a lot of drugs, and if she is pregnant, maybe the child will be miscarried.

"Hey." The doctor shook his head, and was also very helpless about this: "Miss Su, since you are so worried about her, let Miss Qian make her own decision." ”

"After all, this child is hers, whether to stay or go, it is up to her to think clearly." The doctor also stood up and packed up the documents in front of him: "You must know that if the child stays, according to Miss Qian's current mental condition, it is impossible to cure schizophrenia only by companionship." ”

"She looks very insecure, and schizophrenia has appeared a long time ago, presumably the Mo Qingshui you told me is her only spiritual sustenance."

"In other words, am I going to call Mo Qingshui?" Su Ruoxi pondered: "Although he is Qian Yingying's boyfriend, I am not sure if he is the father of the child. ”

"In that case, let's wait for Miss Qian to wake up first." With a professional smile, the doctor bowed and left.

Su Ruoxi came to the ward, looking at Qian Yingying's unconscious appearance, her heart tingled.

The clothes that covered the upper body had long been changed into military uniforms, and there was a purple-blue wound on his chest, which looked shocking and terrifying.

"I can't believe you've encountered so many horrible things." Su Ruoxi sat on the side and looked at Qian Yingying, who was unconscious in front of her, muttering to herself: "Why don't you want to tell me?" ”

Cautiously stretched out her hand and pinched a strand of her hair, the soft touch rubbed on her fingertips, and Su Ruoxi's eyes turned red.

Could it be that in Qian Yingying's heart, she is not as high as Mo Qingshui's status?

"Hmm-"

Qian Yingying frowned, looking weak but painful, fine beads of sweat instantly oozed from her forehead: "Don't, Mom, I will never again, I must listen to you carefully." ”

She curled up into a shrimp, the two-meter bed only took up half of it, hugged her legs, and Qian Yingying's body trembled terribly.

"Yingying, don't worry." Su Ruoxi stayed by the bed to comfort her, and gently touched her shoulder with her hand: "I know you are sad now, very sad, and helpless." ”

"I will always be by your side, and I will always be as long as you need me."

"Remember, when I was in high school, the school bully next door chased me, and if you hadn't led the school bully away, I probably didn't know what would have happened."

Su Ruoxi said lightly, with a happy and grateful smile on her face.

Fingertips gently groped Qian Yingying's shoulder, and there was a bright light in her eyes: "Others always say that you are beside me, but I always feel that I am relying on you." ”

What would I do without you?

"Woo-"

A whimper came out of Qian Yingying's mouth, and Su Ruoxi sat quietly on the side, constantly patting her trembling body, wanting to convey some peace of mind to her.

"I know you like Mo Qingshui, if you like him, let him be by your side, if you need me anything, you can come to me at any time."

I don't know if Qian Yingying can afford to listen to it, Su Ruoxi sat on the side with a smile, and talked about high school with Qian Yingying without irritability.

Among the things that Qian Yingying had forgotten, Su Ruoxi talked even more eloquently, and seemed to keep these insignificant little things in mind.

"You can't have an accident, you still have to stand in the auditorium in your wedding dress, and enter a new life with the boy who loves you to the bone, Yingying, the hard days are over."

"You don't need to work hard to feed that bottomless pit home, you just have to be here and I'll take care of everything for you, just like you did for me, okay?"

didn't get Qian Yingying's answer, but she didn't care, smiled and moved her lips slightly, slowly humming the moving song.

The trembling Qian Yingying miraculously regained her original composure, her originally constricted body gradually relaxed, and her face began to slowly unravel.

It was a song they used to sing in high school, and it sounded very pleasant, and both of them loved it and would often talk and sing it on campus.

And Qian Yingying's voice is very good, singing like a yellow bird, gracefully listening.

Because of her good voice, the music teacher specially took her back to her office and focused on cultivating her, but who knew that the money needed for music materials was not enough, so Qian Yingying had to give up.

Without her favorite preferences, Qian Yingying seems to have changed as a different person, and her singing voice is no longer beautiful and beautiful, but poignant and heartbreaking.

At that time, I didn't know why Qian Yingying had such a voice to sing such a sad song, but now Su Ruoxi knows that she is just a poor person, singing her sadness and helplessness in her own way.

Once for herself, Qian Yingying did many things she couldn't do.

Su Ruoxi didn't want to owe her a favor, but before she could return the favor, Qian Yingying had already left and didn't know where she went, and her family had moved to its original location.

In this indifferent City A, Su Ruoxi returned to being alone again, looking desolate.

Finally, Qian Yingying is back, she doesn't want to let go of this weak friend who sacrificed herself to protect herself, even if she has to work harder than usual, it is worth it.

Su Ruoxi sat on the edge of Qian Yingying's bed, singing melodious songs and slowly falling asleep.

In the twilight, the hospital was enveloped in singing, and the originally irascible mental patients were soothed by her singing and listened to her beautiful voice quietly.

"Uh-hmm—"

Qian Yingying kept twisting her body, and the blurred figure in front of her was getting farther and farther away, waving goodbye to her, with a thick reluctance on her face.

"I'm sorry, Yingying." The silhouette of the figure was shaking, and soon, even the black figure had disappeared.

kept following the disappearing figure, but no matter how Qian Yingying chased after it, it walked much faster than herself.

"Don't go!"

With an exclamation, Su Ruoxi woke up with Qian Yingying's roar, with anxiety and uneasiness in her eyes: "What's wrong, is it another nightmare?" ”

Without saying a word, she hugged Qian Yingying in front of her, and she tried hard to hug Qian Yingying tighter: "It's okay, it's just a dream, no matter what you encounter, it's not true." ”

"Ruoxi ......" Qian Yingying was stunned, stretched out her hand and plucked slightly, but soon couldn't help crying: "Woo woo, Mo Qingshui doesn't seem to want me anymore!" ”

"I dreamed that he had someone he liked, and he was just trying to be perfunctory with me, and he wanted to tell me when I could break up, and he didn't want me to be sad because he still liked me!"

Everything in the dream was so real that she couldn't accept it.

Obviously, Mo Qingshui likes her so much, how can he be willing to make her sad?

But that dream, that voice, and that resolute back all made the light in Qian Yingying's eyes fade little by little.