Chapter Ninety-Four: Reunion
Gu Lingyue pushed open the door, with a smile on her face, and she was still happily shouting that she and Deng Haoran were back.
As a result, I didn't expect that as soon as I pushed the door open, I saw Deng Haoxian and Deng Mingxuan, and the atmosphere was so stiff.
The smile on Gu Lingyue's face froze on her face, and her tone was full of exploration and questions.
When she and Deng Haoran came out of the ward just now, Deng Mingxuan could still get along with his unconscious father peacefully.
Why is it in such a blink of an eye, as soon as Uncle Deng wakes up, Deng Mingxuan has become the terrifying appearance he is now.
His whole body exuded a gloomy and cold aura, reddened eyes, and clenched fists!
told her all the time that Ming Xuan's current mood was very bad, and even extremely angry.
"Mingxuan, what's wrong with you? You answer my question! ”
Gu Lingyue, who had not been accommodated by Deng Mingxuan, was anxious and continued to ask.
She didn't know how to change this cold ward atmosphere, what happened to Deng Mingxuan and his father!
Deng Mingxuan just turned his face, glanced at Gu Lingyue, who was stunned, expressionless, stretched out his index finger, and pointed at Deng Haoxian, who was half-lying on the bed.
"It's none of your business, it's me and him!"
Deng Haoxian did not refute and was rude, and even insulted Deng Mingxuan in front of his juniors, but silently lowered his eyelids.
"Brother, Sister Suzuki doesn't have to worry about anything! She's just impulsive, worried about you, and wants to ask you what's going on. ”
Deng Haoran glanced at his eldest brother Deng Mingxuan, who was expressionless and exuded a cold breath all over his body;
Glancing at it again, the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, and Gu Lingyue, who was silent, had an even worse headache.
"What's wrong with her, what's wrong with me, it's none of your business.
You can take care of yourself and be a filial son. ”
Deng Mingxuan said coldly, turned around quickly, and strode out of the ward.
His tall and sturdy figure gradually disappeared in front of Gu Lingyue, Deng Haoran and Deng Haoxian, and in the ward, he fell into silence again.
"Young Master, Xuan'er! What are you doing out there?
I just bought freshly boiled hot porridge, and you haven't eaten breakfast yet, so you can eat more. ”
Facing Deng Mingxuan, it was Uncle Wu who was carrying a large bag of breakfast takeaway and lunch box in his hand.
"No, Uncle Wu. I'm not hungry, I just want to go out for a walk. ”
In front of the acquaintances he met, Deng Mingxuan did not talk in vain, nor did he share his negative emotions and shirk the side of the owner of the cake he bought.
Deng Mingxuan restrained his cold, expressionless face and his attitude of talking to Uncle Wu, and eased it slightly.
"What's wrong? Why did you suddenly say what you wanted to leave the ward?
Have you quarreled with your father again?
Xuan'er, Uncle Wu, I might as well tell you the truth, the master's body is wrong! ”
Uncle Wu carried the big bag and small bag of breakfast boxes, tried to calm him down, and said earnestly.
The master's body, since the death of the eldest wife, has been getting worse day by day.
He is like a person with a hollowed out heart, and a charger without electricity.
"Enough, Uncle Wu! You tell me that there is no end to it, and it is useless. I don't want to hear what you have to say anymore! ”
Deng Mingxuan shook his head unannoyed, frowned, the corners of his mouth pursed tightly, and left without waiting for Uncle Wu to speak like this.
"Xuan'er, Xuan'er, your breakfast is still here......"
Uncle Wu was behind Deng Mingxuan, chasing him closely, trying to catch up with him.
But after running a few steps, and carrying so many big bags of things in my hands,
Uncle Wu was out of breath, after all, he was too old to catch up with the young man, which was normal.
He had no choice but to stop and watch Deng Mingxuan's figure disappear from his field of vision.
Uncle Wu shook his head helplessly, the good mood at the beginning was disturbed by the eldest young master's temper, and it was gone.
He carried the large and small bag of breakfast, hung his head and walked slowly in the direction of the ward.
Alas, it seems that there is still a deep contradiction between the eldest young master and the old man. This is not a problem that can be solved overnight.
Thinking that the tempers of the old man and Ming Xuan were almost identical, Uncle Wu couldn't help but have cramps in his temples and exposed his green tendons.
As a result, he lowered his head and walked into the ward, and he felt that the atmosphere of the ward was different.
"Master, you're finally awake! You've really scared the hell out of me this morning!
I'm telling you, if you really feel uncomfortable next time, you must tell me! ”
Uncle Wu looked at Deng Haoxian, who was half-lying on the bed and had woken up, in amazement, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten.
All of a sudden, carrying those big bags of breakfast, he rushed to Deng Haoxian excitedly and said happily.
"Look at you, you're in your sixties, and you haven't seen any strong winds and waves.
Didn't I just faint a little, do you need to be so nervous and worried? ”
Deng Haoxian smiled with relief and gently comforted the nervous Uncle Wu.
"You two, don't be at the door, come in quickly.
Mingxuan's mother, although I didn't kill him, but his mother died because of me.
I know that I will never be forgiven by him in my life. ”
It is rare that Deng Haoxian, who has always been introverted, opened his mouth and expressed his thoughts.
"Father, don't say that. You have to believe that the eldest brother will forgive you.
You see, this time you fainted, and my brother was also very worried, so he quickly ran to the ward, look at you! ”
Deng Haoran saw Deng Haoxian, who was lonely, sad and guilty, and worked hard to find a way to enlighten Deng Haoxian.
"Yes, Uncle Deng. You still don't blame yourself too much.
I also know that you have been burying the responsibility for Ming Xuan's mother's death in your heart, so you feel so uncomfortable.
However, this is not your fault at all, and you don't have to fall into bitter self-blame for Mingxuan's mother's departure. ”
Gu Lingyue half-squatted, next to the hospital bed, looking at the hospital bed, and gently enlightened Deng Haoxian.
"You, who are you? Have we seen it before, little girl? ”
Listening to Gu Lingyue's words, Deng Haoxian did not continue to discuss his own affairs, but began to pay attention to this tender girl.
"Hello, Uncle Deng. I am your son, Deng Mingxuan's girlfriend - Gu Lingyue.
The first time we met officially, I didn't buy you any gifts and hurried over to see you, please don't-blame. ”
Gu Lingyue stood up, sorted out her clothes, and then introduced herself shyly.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and then she continued.
"Uncle Deng, have you forgotten? Just seven years ago, the two of us had a one-sided relationship. I'm glad to meet you again this time! ”
Hearing Gu Lingyue's mention, the memory in her mind began to recover little by little. He muttered to himself:
"It turned out to be you little girl, why are you with Xuan'er again?"