moonlight lure

Song Shiwei was silent for a moment and temporarily compromised: "Okay."

She opened the door and walked into the ward, briefly telling everyone about the situation in the report.

Everyone felt relieved. Tian Xiang said that he would make soup and deliver it at noon tomorrow. Song Song put on his reading glasses and frowned at the report card. When Song Min pulled Song Shiwei and asked her about the doctor's explanation in detail, the person on the bed woke up.

Song Tang woke up from a coma earlier, and soon fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up again, he was still very weak. His eyes slowly looked around the faces of everyone around the bed, and finally settled on Song Shiwei's face. , the cloudy brown eyes seemed moist.

Song Shiwei looked at him quietly and suddenly became distracted.

He searched for her eyes just as she had searched for him when she woke up in her hospital bed as a child.

Instinct drove her body to take a step forward, leaned over and whispered: "The doctor said that you can be discharged after a few days of observation. Don't worry. Do you want to drink water?"

He closed his eyes and shook his head slightly, as if he still wanted to rest. Song Shiwei covered him with a quilt very gently. Seeing this, everyone stood up and left.

After seeing off the elders, Song Shiwei and Ji Yanchen sat side by side on chairs outside the nursing room.

Dusk falls outside the window, and the crimson glow fills the sky.

There was deep silence in the room. The two of them were leaning against the wall in silence. The light and shadow were intertwined on the two elegant and upright faces, giving the picture a dark atmosphere with excellent texture.

After a long time, Song Shiwei spoke in a low voice: "The last time I was in the hospital with him was when my mother passed away. Time flies so fast, nine years have passed."

"This morning he asked me to go back for dinner, but I refused."

She looked at the sky quietly, her narrow black eyes full of mist, "If he is in a serious condition today, he will never wake up again."

She didn't finish the second half of the sentence, but Ji Yanchen understood what she wanted to say.

If something happened to her father today, she would not be able to forgive herself calmly, let alone face this day every year from now on.

He whispered soothingly and said, "Luckily, there was no danger today."

She pressed the back of her neck against the wall for a long time, then lowered her eyelashes and asked blankly: "Do your parents quarrel?"

"definitely will."

"Can two aloof people quarrel?" He curled his lips and laughed at himself: "My mother has a very strong personality and a very mean mouth. Together with my father and sister, I am no match for her."

Song Shiwei slightly pulled her lower lip: "My mother is like that too. She is a workaholic, very forceful and arbitrary, but at the same time very open-minded and humorous. Her charm is very contradictory, so I often have a mixture of love and hate for her."

After a long pause, her voice became softer and softer, "In the past few years, I seem to be gradually able to understand whether my father has the same mentality towards her."

"The two of them divorced when I was six years old. Because they were really happy before, I always stubbornly believed that they could get back together. I made various excuses in school to try to get them to meet."

"My mother had a hard time raising me alone. She refused without even looking at someone who wanted to introduce her to a boyfriend. Her life only consisted of me and work, so when I suddenly heard that my dad was getting married, I I feel like my mom and I were betrayed.”

She said calmly: "Actually, this is unfair to him. He also has the right to pursue happiness again."

But even though she now understands this truth, she still can't let go of the past.

"One time I was alone at home and very hungry, and my mother never came back. I wanted to cook noodles, but I accidentally set the kitchen pot on fire and the noodles were burnt."

"I couldn't get through to my mother at that time. When I called my dad, I heard the cry of the baby." After hanging up the phone that day, she cried loudly at home alone.

From that moment on she understood that her father was no longer her only father.

"After he remarried, we rarely saw each other. If he asked me to go out, I would find reasons to refuse."

"One year it was my birthday. I remember that day very clearly. The air was stuffy and hot, and a typhoon was about to happen. The class teacher kept us for a long time before school was over. He brought a lot of gifts and stood in the most conspicuous position outside the school gate while sweating. He looked at me and smiled and waved to me when he saw me. I stood in the crowd and looked at him, and at that moment I really wanted to cry."

She silently held back the moist mist in her eyes, and after a while, she continued to talk: "I wanted to pretend not to see him, but he took the initiative to greet me and gave small cakes to all the classmates with me. They all They envy me very much and say that I am so lucky to have such a father, but I envy them even more."

Their father is with them every day, but her father only has this moment for her.

"When I was in high school, he took me back to Chengdu from Huping and said that this would be my home from now on."

"He was very kind to me, as if he wanted to make up for all the fatherly love I had lost over the years. I gradually softened my heart and felt very guilty for being ignorant and not considering him from his perspective over the years."

However, the originally harmonious family of three gradually began to have dissatisfaction due to her arrival. She heard many low-volume quarrels in the master bedroom next door in the early morning, and every time the reason was her.

At first, she was very nervous. She would suffer from insomnia for the rest of the night until the morning. Lin Man slammed the door with a cold face to send her son to school. She sat awkwardly at the dining table. Song Tang tiredly pulled out a smile to comfort her and said it was okay. They were doing it because of his brother's education. The question was divisive and she was told not to think too much about it.

After many quarrels and cold wars, Song and Tang became more and more silent, whether in front of his wife or daughter.

"Half a year later, one day he called me into the study and carefully asked me if I wanted to go to my aunt's house."

He has such an introverted and aloof character, is not good at communication, and attaches great importance to family. Therefore, he and his mother, who have strong workaholic personalities, were once attracted to each other, but in the end they ended up being unhappy because they wanted different lives.

He was afraid of losing his marriage for the second time, and he was afraid of losing his happy family for the ten years before he took her back, so he finally made a choice under extreme embarrassment.

She lowered her eyelashes, and the moisture at the end of her eyes slowly evaporated in the calm and suffocating air.

"I understand him, but I can only understand him."

Because she was the one abandoned by him, she didn't have such a broad mind.

Her original family was the deepest thorn in her heart, which she could not pull out or digest.

I usually hide it like a blind eye, deceiving myself that I have let it go, but it still hurts to the bone every time it attacks.

The skylight outside the window was getting darker and darker. The two of them sat quietly with their eyes lowered. For a long time, the person next to them said in a low voice: "It's not easy to understand some things."

"The fact that you have such a close relationship with your brother shows that the problem is not yours. Let go of other unpleasant things if you can. If you can't, forget it."

"Life is short. Instead of demanding that you be trapped in this place, it is better to look up and see other scenery."

She asked in a low voice: "Is this the same for you?" Did he force himself to raise his head and look forward like this for those who almost killed him back then?

He was silent for a while and then said quietly: "I have my faith, and I know that everything I do is moving towards her."

Every time I was having a hard time, I kept repeating to myself that if I stopped now, I would never see her again.