Jiang Rong was in a coma for three days before she woke up.

When she woke up, she was the only one in the ward, dizzy, as if she had weighed tens of millions of pounds of stone, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her eyelids.

There was a needle stuck in the back of his hand, and he was still dripping clear liquid.

"My mom hasn't woken up yet, what should I do? It's been three days, won't you wake up? ”

A deliberately low but anxious voice sounded faintly at the door, and there was also a crying voice, and the nasal voice was thick.

"Don't think about it, the doctor said it's okay, and you'll wake up."

The male voice was low and hoarse, very gentle.

Jiang Rong was in a daze and trance, and the female voice came into her ears lightly, waking up like a dream.

After being slow to react for a long time, Jiang Rong opened her mouth and shouted angrily: "Slowly." ”

The voice is as weak as a mosquito, and I can't even hear it.

Jiang Rong swallowed her saliva and shouted with some strength.

"Click"

Just then, the door to the ward opened.

Tang Ci patted Yu Slowly's back, and Yu slowly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, sobbing.

The two slowly walked into the hospital bed side by side.

Jiang Rong lowered her eyes, and looked at Yu slowly with half-empty eyes.

Yu slowly looked in the direction of the hospital bed, and collided with Jiang Rong's gaze.

Looking at each other, Yu was slowly stunned for a moment, and then the overwhelming joy fell, the sorrow in her eyes was instantly swept away, dyed with relieved ecstasy, she ran over, sat on the edge of the bed, and grabbed Jiang Rong's hand, "Mom, you finally woke up!" ”

Jiang Rong's head was so dizzy that her vision was blurred.

Especially the left cheek, which hurts so much.

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Rong closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Minor concussion." Yu slowly held Jiang Rong's hand tightly, Jiang Rong's hand was cold, and she tried to warm her cold with her own temperature.

My mind went blank for a while, and then the pictures that happened that day returned to my mind like a movie.

On the day she was released from prison, she waited for a long time, but she didn't wait, and she had to get out of prison by herself under the urging of the prison guards.

It's just a wall, and the outside world is ever-changing.

This city she is most familiar with, strange and prosperous.

She had nowhere to go, standing at the bus stop, and she didn't even know where the bus was going.

When he was at a loss, Yu Zhihai came.

In the five years she has been in prison, Yu Zhihai has never come to see her, and she has never wanted him to come to see her.

The conjugal relationship between the two of them was completely broken off five years ago.

The moment I saw Yu Zhihai, my emotions were very complicated, fear, hatred, disappointment, but mixed with sadness and melancholy.

He's also old.

In his memory, he was so tall and burly that he seemed to be able to stand up to the sky.

But now, the tiger's back is bear's waist, and his beard and hair seem to have not been taken care of for a long time, sloppy and messy.

thought that the first thing Yu Zhihai did when he saw her was to settle accounts with her, she knew better than anyone that he had a tendency to domestic violence, and it was not impossible to press her to the prison gate and beat her severely.

But to her consternation, he didn't.

He smiled at her kindly and told her to wait for them at home.

His smile was pure and soft, and for a moment, she suddenly felt as if she had returned to the past, they were still young, and they were still in love.

It was because of his laughter that she believed it and went home with him.

What do you think, the moment he returned home and locked the door, he tore through all the camouflages of kindness, tortured her, abused her, and tortured her.