Chapter 1 I hate white

In the first year after marrying the guard, we had a discussion about whether to go to his house or mine for the Chinese New Year, and I actually had no objection to going to his house for the New Year.

Guarding his parents, one is the CEO of a listed company, and the other is the vice president of a tertiary hospital in the imperial capital, who is usually too busy to have time to meet, even during the Spring Festival, it is estimated that he will not have a few days to spare. Because of me, the guard settled in L City, and although it was not far away, he was not in front of his parents. For this reason, I felt deeply guilty, and so did my parents, so on the twentieth day of the lunar month, we took the winter vacation and drove directly to the imperial capital.

We didn't tell the two elders in advance the date of going home, his mother Han Xiuling, oh no, it's time to change her words, my mother-in-law came back from work and saw the table full of food in the dining room, plus a daughter-in-law who had obviously eaten several bites and was trying to cover it with chopsticks, and she was stunned.

After a long time, she sighed several times, "The wind and sand in the imperial capital are too big, and it makes me disgraced" and went to the sanitary house to wash her face. I, a well-behaved daughter-in-law with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, pretended not to see her red eyes for a moment.

The guard told me that he had never seen his mother shed tears since he was a child, so he always thought that his mother was a hard-hearted person on the inside, leaving aside the warm aura of a doctor on the outside. But this is the second time I've seen her look like this, the first time was when the guards were in a car accident because of me.

That's right, it's a car accident, or the kind of car accident in which the male protagonist blocks in front of the car in order to save the female protagonist.

It was also after that incident that I stopped wearing white. White has always been my favorite color, and it is also one of the three main colors of my daily dressing style. But I always remember the glare of watching the blood of the guards slowly stain my dress, the pain that would go deep into my skull over and over again as soon as I closed my eyes.

Also, the hospital is probably the place where white is used the most, there is white everywhere, white walls, white beds, white bedding, white medicine bottles, and the pale and bloodless faces of the guards on the bed, and even when I occasionally can't bear to fall into a dream, the boundless white is close to meβ€’β€’β€’β€’β€’β€’

There was a knock on the door, and a group of people walked in, and I stood up, rubbed my swollen eyelids, and saw a face that looked very similar to Hu Wei with red eyes like me.

I imagined the scene when I saw Hu Wei and his family, but now that it is really at this time, it is quite calm, and I have to admit that I was very wooden at the time.

I only remember Hu Wei's mother was surprisingly calm, if it weren't for the tears that fell silently on her face so obvious under the illumination of the light, which stabbed my eyes and hurt, I almost thought that everything was just an illusion, a dream, and nothing would happen when I woke up, and everything was still on the original track.

Hu Wei didn't lie to me about this, his mother is really as good as he used to say, even if she is middle-aged, she is still very beautiful, she is the kind of beauty that is not publicized or sharp. He has a warm temperament, and he must be an amiable and patient doctor on weekdays.

In that case, when I saw such an elder, it was as if I had found the backbone of my heart, and the heart that I had been holding tightly seemed to be soaked in warm water and slowly stretched.

Someone gently pulled me out, and as soon as I looked up, I saw Hu Wei's little Qin Yi, it was really not appropriate for me to stay in the ward at this time, so I followed Qin Yi out.

I was surprised at first by Han Xiuling's overly calm behavior when she saw me, but it is not difficult to understand that her son was not hit by his own car, what reason is there to blame me, and what reason is there to be like a mother in a dog-blood TV series who can't help but say that she will slap her first, and she is obviously not at fault.

The funny thing is that this set of "no reason" can't even convince myself.

How can there be no fault?

The person who used to talk and smile all day long, but now he is falling asleep in bed pale and weak, and he doesn't know when he will wake up, the person who saved me was the one who was hit by the car, and it was because I was unconscious.

In this way, I feel that I still have a great responsibility, and it is a fundamental responsibility. If you can get a slap, you may feel a little better.

"Are you Yu Mu?" Han Xiuling came out of the ward, leaving two tear stains on her dignified face, and looked at me sitting in the chair.

"Well, I am." I looked at her and said, with the same apprehension that a criminal would face the police.

Han Xiuling nodded and said to me: "Child, go back and rest, you have been here for so long, you should be tired, this is enough for me and Hu Wei's father." ”

"Hmm." , knowing that I can't help much here, I replied. Just hearing that she cared about herself like this, I felt very uncomfortable, and asked her: "Auntie, don't you blame me?" ”

"Blame you? Well, on the way to the hospital, I blame you, and when I get here, I blame you even more when I see him like that. My son is such an active person, in order to save you, he is now lying in bed unconscious, how can you say that I am a and not blame you? Her voice was a little agitated at the moment, and there was an indissoluble grief in her eyes and a trace of hatred that I had imagined countless times.

"However, I am his mother, I know his words and deeds, he can even give up his life for you, if I treat you badly, he will be distressed." Han Xiuling's tone lost the aggressive momentum of the previous sentence, and she smiled dismally, as if she could guess what kind of expression Hu Wei would have if she hurt Yu Mu.

I just looked at her in silence, not knowing what to say.

"Okay, you go back first, take a good rest, tidy up your things by the way, and go to the imperial capital with us in the afternoon, Hu Wei's situation needs to be transferred to the hospital." To be honest, the last thing I want to see right now is you, but I think the first thing he wants to see when he wakes up should be you. Hu Wei's father and I are very busy, and with you by his side, we can also feel at ease. Han Xiuling said.

"Hmm." Hearing Han Xiuling's words, I was a little relieved, I knew that Hu Wei's parents would not let him stay in L City, and I was afraid that they would not let me see him again, it seemed that I was too worried. After saying a few more words, I hurriedly took Qin Yi's car home to pack my things.

When he arrived in the imperial capital, Hu Wei's situation was still not optimistic, his parents invited countless experts and many former classmates to consult him, but after so many days, Hu Wei still had no intention of waking up.

Half a month later, I talked to the leaders of the school on the phone, wrote a letter of resignation for me and the two guards, and asked someone to send it back, ready for a long-term war of resistance. However, I heard from my colleagues who came to visit Hu Wei that the leader did not give us approval, and the director was waiting for us to go back to school.

Get back? I don't want to, but I want to be two people together.