Three months have passed since their divorce, and Wang Mengliang has been mired in deep self-blame and regret. In order to facilitate the care of the pregnant Zhao Xiaoyu, Yang Feng decided to let Zhao Xiaoyu move to the home in the county seat, on the one hand, because he was afraid of the gossip of his neighbors in the village, and on the other hand, it was convenient for Zhao Xiaoyu to do prenatal checkups.

On this day, Wang Mengliang came home from work, his mother was cleaning up the study, and a nylon bag on the ground contained Shen Yin's collection of books, and he held back the anger in his heart to stop: "Mom, didn't I say that the things in this room can't be moved?" ”

Yang Feng took down the books on the bookshelf and put them in a nylon bag, "Isn't the child about to be born?" I'll have to clean up the room and put the baby's crib. ”

"The child was born early, why are you in such a hurry, aren't there other rooms that can be put there, don't you clean up here first?" Wang Mengliang put the books in the nylon bag back on the bookshelf and blocked them in front of his mother.

Yang Feng stared at him hysterically and said, "You see that most of the things in this room are hers, what is the use of you staying?" Just throw them all away and forget about them. ”

"Mom, I don't want to quarrel with you, can you stop pushing me." He leaned against the bookshelf in despair, with a pained and helpless expression.

Zhao Xiaoyu, who came out of the bathroom, came over after hearing the voice, she swept Wang Mengliang's face, took Yang Feng's hand and said softly: "Auntie, your favorite TV series has already started, I will accompany you to watch TV." ”

"Well, let's go!" After they left, Wang Mengliang took out a box of cigarettes from his coat pocket and lit one, leaned against the window to smoke, his eyes swept over the two remaining comic books on the shelf, and Shen Yin's voice and appearance appeared in his mind.

When he met Hu Xiangxiang in the city hospital two days ago, he couldn't help but ask her about Shen Yin's situation, but he didn't get any useful news. But yesterday at noon, when he was driving on the road, he met Shen Yin's aunt and uncle, and they happily greeted him and invited him and Shen Yin to chat when they had time. He thought that Shen Yin hadn't made the divorce public yet, and he couldn't help but look forward to seeing her again.

He opened the window, and the cold wind blew in him, and his body couldn't help but shiver, and suddenly he realized that time was like a white horse, and he couldn't remember anything else that had happened in the past three months other than going to work, and it felt like their divorce had happened not long ago yesterday. Squatting down, he took out the books in the nylon bag and placed them neatly on the shelves, pushed the door and walked into the living room.

Zhao Xiaoyu was standing at the dining table to set up the tableware, Yang Feng was busy in the kitchen, Zhao Xiaoyu looked at him, "Dinner is ready, come and eat." ”

"No need, you can eat." He casually answered, walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

Yang Feng took the last dish and put it on the table, "Xiaoyu, don't worry about him, let's eat first." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu was about to say something, but was interrupted by Yang Feng, "I know you're worried about him, there's still something in the pot, let him reflect on himself for a while." ”

She silently picked up the chopsticks, and Yang Feng put a chicken leg in her bowl, "Auntie, you don't have to clip it for me, you can also eat vegetables." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu saw everything that had happened recently, knowing that Wang Mengliang didn't like her, but she still wanted to live in his house, although she had gotten what she wanted, but seeing Wang Mengliang's gloomy face every day, she was not happy, and she was also trapped in endless guilt and self-blame.

In the past three months, Yang Feng has carefully taken care of her diet by her side, which makes her feel the kind of warm and peaceful maternal love that she has never had, even if she has not lived happily since she was a child, she has never given up her desire and hope for this maternal relationship. Halfway through eating, she put down her chopsticks and knocked on Wang Mengliang's door, "Ah Liang, it's me, you open it." ”

The door was opened, and Wang Mengliang stood at the door, "I have no appetite, please don't bother me anymore." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu met his displeased gaze, "I'm ...... Wanted to talk to you. ”

He turned around and pulled over a stool and motioned for Zhao Xiaoyu to sit down, while he sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her and asked, "What do you want to say?" ”

"I'm sorry! I didn't know it was going to turn out like this, and I would leave here when I gave birth. ”

When he heard this, he sneered, "Isn't this what you've always wanted?" Are you very unwilling not to hold a wedding? He has now begun to give up on himself, and sprinkled all the accumulated qi on Zhao Xiaoyu.

"You...... If it weren't for this child, I wouldn't be living under the same roof as you. Zhao Xiaoyu also replied angrily: "If it weren't for Auntie's death, I wouldn't want you to give birth to a child for you and endure you." ”

He was completely devastated, and he never knew about his mother's plea for Zhao Xiaoyu, but according to his mother's urgent desire to have a grandson, it was possible to do such a thing. He rubbed his temples anxiously, "I promise you to marry you." ”

Zhao Xiaoyu couldn't react for a while, thinking that he was hallucinating, but he had already walked out of the room, "I only have one request, the study must remain as it is." ”

can get his affirmative answer, Zhao Xiaoyu is already excited, "Well, I also promise you not to step into the study for half a step." ”

Yang Feng saw that the two of them obediently sat down to eat, and the anger just now had disappeared. , busy putting meat in his son's bowl and telling him to eat more.

"Mom, we have discussed the wedding after giving birth, and recently we went to get the marriage certificate first, so that it is convenient to apply for the child's birth permit and birth certificate, and it will be more convenient to register in the future." Zhao Xiaoyu looked at Yang Feng with a happy smile on his face.

Yang Feng looked at them dumbfounded, she had mentioned this matter to her son three months ago, but Wang Mengliang directly and sternly refused. She began to suspect Zhao Xiaoyu, and felt that this woman was indeed very powerful, "Ah Liang, have you really thought about it?" ”

"Hmm." He snorted and continued to eat, without raising his head.

Zhao Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Mom, I think this week's days are good, then go and get the marriage certificate down this week, what do you think?" ”

Seeing that his son didn't object, Yang Feng looked at Zhao Xiaoyu, "It's okay, it's always just in case to prepare early." ”

Wang Mengliang put down his chopsticks, "I'm full, you eat slowly." He walked to the sofa and turned on the TV, which was playing a variety show, and he hated this kind of entertainment program that won the public's attention and had no deep meaning, so he was ready to change the channel. But as soon as he pressed the remote control, he was attracted to his gaze.

In the upper right corner are two red typed "live", and the TV is playing the award ceremony of the 28th Rising Star Cup Original Comic Contest, and he notices a familiar figure floating in front of the camera in the audience, and the woman in the champagne-colored long lace fall evening dress is none other than Shen Yin.

He unconsciously sat at the front, and as soon as the camera turned, Shen Yin's appearance appeared in the camera again, she held her skirt and walked up to the awards stage with a smile to greet the audience, "Hello everyone, I am Ying Xiaoxiao, the original creator of "Rebirth". ”

The screen behind her suddenly appeared on the cover of her comic book "Rebirth" and her art photo. The host of the award ceremony took the microphone and introduced the audience again, and the audience burst into warm applause.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's outstanding cartoonist Shen Yin, her work "Rebirth" won the first prize of the 28th Rising Star Cup Original Comic Competition, everyone applauded her, and she is also a rising star after the well-known domestic cartoonist Xia Yu......"

Wang Meng stared at the screen intently, not only excited, but also heartache, which was heartbreaking. The camera fell on Shen Yin's upper body, and a strand of hair on her left fell down to her mouth, so she secretly pinned her hair behind her ears when she received the trophy. The shot was short, but he still noticed that she was wearing a ring on the middle finger of her left hand.

He turned off the TV and locked himself in his room, the ring always in his mind, he sat up irritably, caught a glimpse of the laptop on the table, opened the browser inside, and typed in the words "rebirth comics".

The first page shows the new comic "Rebirth" of the little manga, and he clicks on this link, and the cover of the comic is the one introduced on TV. Half-lying in bed, he began to read "Rebirth."

The protagonist of the story is a girl who grew up in an orphanage, although the living conditions are difficult, but the girl has always maintained an innocent heart, mainly about the girl's interesting and inspirational life details from junior high school to college, and from marriage to the difficult process of becoming a single mother, although the language is simple, but the plot is compact, the picture is vivid, it can't help but give people a warm and healing feeling, so that readers still believe in the beauty of human nature and the fun of life after reading the comics.

Before he knew it, he had seen three o'clock in the morning, rubbing his swollen eyes, he felt a little dizzy, and rushed to get the painkillers that were on the bedside table. When he came out of the hospital this morning, the attending doctor told him that the bruising that had improved might compress the optic nerve, and that the most effective way at present was to have surgery to remove the blood clot, otherwise the situation would get worse and worse.

The vial rolled to the ground, and he sat up with his body bracing on, intending to pick it up.

Zhao Xiaoyu just got up to go to the toilet, and when he heard the movement in his room, he leaned on the door, "Knock knock!" She whispered inside, "Ah Liang, what's wrong with you?" ”

She put her hand on the doorknob, opened the door with a slight twist, turned on the light switch, Wang Mengliang was half lying on the bed with a painful expression, she hurriedly stepped forward and looked at him worriedly: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"That medicine bottle ......," Wang Mengliang stretched out his hand and pointed to the medicine bottle on the ground.

Zhao Xiaoyu hurriedly picked up the medicine bottle, poured a glass of water and put it in his hand, and watched him take the medicine.

"Thanks, you can go out first!" He lay down and closed his eyes.

Zhao Xiaoyu glanced at him not very reassuringly, then slowly walked to the door and closed the door.