Time is like a stream of quiet water, silently, flowing through many places.

This night, Duan Qingyuan sat on the edge of Feng Zhenzhen's bed, sat and sit, and before he knew it, he fell asleep. As for when he fell asleep, even he couldn't say. On the contrary, when he opened his eyes, it was another dawn. Feng Zhenzhen also woke up, and the nurse changed her medicine just now.

At this time, Feng Zhenzhen's gaze was like the gaze of a dead fish, without the aura of the water spirit before, so dim and powerless. She glanced at Duan Qingyuan very lightly, and after catching a glimpse of his sloppy beard, she immediately turned her head and looked to the other side.

There was no doubt that she didn't want to see Duan Qingyuan, and she wouldn't forgive him for his mistakes.

As soon as he saw Feng Zhenzhen's demeanor, Duan Qingyuan's heart swelled up with a burst of astringent pain, his facial nerves twitched slightly, and he couldn't even smile bitterly.

"Zhenzhen, are you awake, are you hungry, what do you want to eat......" After trying his best to press the astringent pain, he asked Feng Zhenzhen softly, unprecedentedly gentle and considerate.

Feng Zhenzhen pretended not to hear, should not him, do not move.

She couldn't eat any food, and she didn't even want to drink a sip of water. Because she only tasted the "pain of losing a child" last night, how could she eat it?

Seeing that she ignored herself, Duan Qingyuan finally sneered. He was frustrated, self-blaming, guilty, and more powerless than Feng Zhenzhen. But he also knew that the most important thing he should do now was to take care of Feng Zhenzhen.

"I'll go wash my face first, what do you want to eat, tell me when you think ......of it," he said to Feng Zhenzhen again. He also felt it, his face was sloppy at this time, and it was strangely uncomfortable.

When he was in the bathroom, he washed his face, went to the toilet, and came out to see Feng Zhenzhen, only to see that Feng Zhenzhen was still in her previous state.

"Zhen Zhen......" he called her. She didn't answer.

"Zhenzhen." He called her again. She never answered, never moved.

Naturally, he understood that Feng Zhenzhen didn't want to see him. If he had been there, she would have looked like a dead person, and would not have reacted in the slightest.

The taste in his heart couldn't help but be even more uncomfortable, and he had mixed tastes. Those words of apology, he didn't want to say anything to Feng Zhenzhen again, let alone make any more explanations.

"You don't want to see me, okay, I'll get out of here. Just please, don't give up on yourself, and take good care of yourself. He said to Feng Zhenzhen again. After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the room with heavy steps.

However, he did not leave the hospital and did not go very far. He sat on a bench in the corridor outside, looking down at the ground in a daze. At this moment, he didn't think about anything, because he couldn't calm down at all.

When he walked out of the ward, two lines of hot teardrops overflowed from the corners of Feng Zhenzhen's eyes.

She didn't know who she was crying for, anyway, the more she cried, the more tears she had. Maybe it's for her children.

When the sun rises higher and higher outside, the world resumes its hustle and bustle. Duan Qingyuan was no longer in a daze, got up and walked to the door of the ward again, and glanced at Feng Zhenzhen inside. Seeing that Feng Zhenzhen fell asleep peacefully again, he relaxed a little. Then he took out his mobile phone again and called Feng Yuliang.

He informed Feng Yuliang and Feng's mother to come over and take care of Feng Zhenzhen. Because he thought that only when they came over, Feng Zhenzhen would be obedient and cheer up.

When you don't say goodbye, lovesickness disturbs your heart, bitterness is like medicine, and your intestines are sad, and you are parting with pain. Indifferent attachment, you can know the old face, and tears ripple at other times. Ask Qing if he thinks about it, a glass of forgetful wine, and seek to be drunk in the world. indifferent to the emotional wounds, I want to wake up only me.

Early in the morning, before breakfast, he received a call from Duan Qingyuan, Feng Yuliang said, very surprised and surprised. At the same time, at that moment, his heart was also filled with an ominous premonition.

For no reason, Duan Qingyuan would not call him. So when he touched the answer button, his heartbeat was also apprehensive.

"Hey, Qingyuan......" After the phone was connected, he answered Duan Qingyuan on the other end. At this time, Feng's mother was beside him, knowing that Duan Qingyuan called so early, and she didn't feel good, so she also watched and listened attentively to Feng Yuliang answering the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Duan Qingyuan's voice was extremely hoarse and weak, and he directly told him: "Zhen Zhen had a miscarriage last night." Now we are in the city hospital, emergency building. ”

After listening to Duan Qingyuan's words, Feng Yuliang's thick body shook suddenly, and his face changed in an instant.

"What? Did Vera have a miscarriage last night? He thought he had misheard, so he confirmed it like Duan Qingyuan.

Hearing Feng Yuliang's questioning words, Feng's mother immediately frowned, and her eyes darkened. At the same time, her ears were pricked up and she listened more carefully.

Duan Qingyuan nodded lightly, and without explaining anything to them, he said, "She has lost too much blood, and now her body is very weak. When you come to see your mother-in-law, remember to make some soup. ”

At this moment, Feng Yuliang completely believed it. Inadvertently, the expression on his face distorted. Because he was in a panicked mood, and he felt very sorry for Feng Zhenzhen.

"I see. We'll get over later. In the end, Feng Yuliang nodded and said to Duan Qingyuan.

Duan Qingyuan quickly hung up the phone again.

When Feng Yuliang dropped his mobile phone, Feng's mother was also very anxious to confirm to him, "Duan Qingyuan called, did you mean that Zhen Zhen had a miscarriage?" Is it! ”

When he looked at Feng's mother, Feng Yuliang's eyes were also full of anxiety, and he replied, "Yes." But I don't know exactly what happened. He told us to bring some soup to give her nutrition. ”

Feng's mother hurriedly adjusted her mentality, and then said to Feng Yuliang: "Since that's the case, that's good, I'll go stew soup......

confirmed that Feng Zhenzhen really had a miscarriage, and she knew that this was the only thing she could do for Feng Zhenzhen.

When Feng's mother turned around and entered the kitchen, Feng Yuliang's complexion became worse, and more annoyance appeared on his face.

"I don't know how they managed it, it's a pity, it's a pity......" he still sighed in his heart. He always felt that this was not only a tragic ending, but also a worst beginning.

Drop lightly, melt little by little. Looking at it from afar, there is a trace of heartache. The flowers fall and bloom endlessly, and the goodness is like water flowing artesianly.

At more than nine o'clock in the morning, Duan Qingyuan was still sitting on the bench in the corridor outside, silently guarding Feng Zhenzhen in the ward. From yesterday evening to now, for fourteen or fifteen hours, he has not eaten a drop of water or food. The overall appearance and appearance have lost the beauty and decency of the past, and they look so vicissitudes and decadence.

Feng Yuliang and Feng's mother have already come over. As soon as she heard their ward number, Feng's mother took broken steps, carried the soup in her hand, and trotted to this side.

As soon as Duan Qingyuan saw her, he immediately stood up and stared at her with a gloomy gaze.

"Mother-in-law......" he took the initiative to greet Feng's mother. The weak tone revealed the guilt in his heart.