Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 507 Yan Su, who used to be dead long ago (2)
Li Huizheng's hand that was stroking the bamboo branch trembled, then slowly retracted it, turned to pick up the cup of cold tea on the coffee table, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, and put his head back on the coffee table without looking up for a long time, Just like that, with his head down, he asked Dong Nuan heavily: "That child...is he okay? When he left...Li looked at him...he looked very bad."

Just a short sentence, Li Hui said it, as if exhausting all his strength and courage, the hand that was still holding on for a long time trembled uncontrollably.

"Not good." Dong Nuan Gu replied very directly, his eyes were clouded, "He was very tired, he fell asleep without even eating a grain of rice, I don't know how long he will sleep before waking up. "

Li Hui suddenly raised his head and stared blankly at Dong Nuan Gu, as if he couldn't believe what she said, but Dong Nuan Gu said in a cold voice, "Don't you believe me? My husband's body has been bad since he was a child, or he It’s a great fortune to be alive.”

"No, it's not that Li doesn't believe it, Li just..."

Dong Nuangu didn't listen to Li Hui's explanation, but just said his own words, his voice was suddenly terribly cold, "It's also thanks to the blessing of my lord that my husband is now sleeping deeply."

This time, Li Hui not only trembled with his hands, but his entire body trembled slightly, with a pained look on his face.

At this moment, a swallow flew from nowhere, stopped on the window sill without fear of people, and even jumped.

Dong Nuangu's eyes fell on the bold swallow, his eyes moved slightly, and he said quietly: "When the swallow returns, all things recover, and the bamboo forest in this courtyard is also sprouting."

Li Hui froze all over.

The bold swallow flapped its wings and flew away.

Dong Nuangu's eyes followed the swallow that flew towards the blue sky, and did not look back for a long time.

She didn't look away until she heard Li Hui's voice.

"When the swallows return, everything recovers, and when everything recovers, the swallows return..." Li Hui poured himself another cup of cold tea, lowered his eyelids, neither looked at the winter warmth, nor at the teacup in front of him, so that he He poured the tea so much that it overflowed the teacup, he didn't even know it, it was Dong Nuan who stretched out his hand and gently pressed the teapot, only then did he regain his senses and put the teapot down.

The cups were filled with tea, dripped onto the tea table, soaked down through the thin slits on the bamboo tea table, and slowly dripped to the ground.

I saw Li Hui looking at the forest of bamboos in the courtyard, his eyes were deeply deep, and he slowly said: "Everything will recover every year, swallows will return every year, but the vegetation that dies in winter, even in spring when it is full of vitality , can’t recover, and the swallows that died in winter, no matter how warm the spring breeze is, they will never come back.”

"Yansu, who was as vigorous as a spring day and as vigorous as a swallow, has long since died." Li Hui's eyes were shrouded in the shadow of bamboo outside the window, "died in... 20 years ago. In winter, I will never fly back in spring."

Li Hui seemed to be trapped in memories, and there was a slight smile in his eyes dimly shaken by the bamboo shadow, that smile was soft, gentle, or even... happy, but suddenly It became dull and painful, so painful that he couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch his temples forcefully, leaning against the back of the chair weakly with his head slightly raised, his eyes closed tightly, his complexion turned pale, and so did his lips. Breathing becomes rapid.

Dong Nuan just looked at Li Hui quietly, his hands still clenched tightly.

I don't know how long it took before Li Hui lowered his hand slowly, took the teacup on the coffee table, and drank it down again, as if it could calm his shortness of breath.

Because he drank in a hurry, the tea overflowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto his clothes, but he didn't care at all, and put the teacup back on the coffee table.

This time, Dong Nuan picked up the teapot and filled the cup with his own hands for Li Hui.

Li Hui was startled.

Dong Nuan therefore filled Li Hui's cup of tea after filling it with tea, and filled his own teacup that he had only taken two sips from, and remained silent, neither saying nor asking anything.

Outside the window came the rustling sound of the wind blowing the bamboo, which made this morning extraordinarily quiet.

After a while, Li Hui's hoarse but soft voice broke the silence.

"Actually, Li has a son." When Li Hui spoke again, he still looked at the bamboo forest outside the window instead of looking at Dong Nuangu, as if looking at the extremely well-grown bamboo forest outside the window, he had the courage Say the words.

Dong Nuan was stretching out her hand to hold the teacup, when she heard Li Hui's opening, her hand shook violently, and most of the tea in the cup spilled out.

Dong Nuan so slowly raised his eyes, staring at Li Hui, watching Li Hui who only had eyes on the bamboo forest in the courtyard at this moment, listening to his slow and heavy words with a twisted heart.

"If the child grows up to this day, he will be at the age of the weak crown."

"The child was born in winter. I don't know the exact month and day. I think it should be the twelfth lunar month." When Li Hui said this, he raised his hand and caressed the bamboo branch that came into the window, and then Again, extremely gentle, extremely loving.

"In the days that followed, watching Fu'er and A Yuan grow up day by day, I often wondered how tall the child would be if he was still alive." Speaking of this, Li Hui raised another With one hand, he gestured to a height that was only as high as the handlebar of his wheelchair, and there was endless love in his eyes that he didn't realize, "Three years old is so tall?"

"Still..." Li Hui raised his hand a little more than an inch, "So tall? What about four years old? How about five years old's height?"

"If he grows taller...is his body still strong enough, is he as strong as Qi Ayuan and Fu'er?" Li Hui slowly lowered his hands somewhat dejectedly, "If he grows taller and stronger, when he arrives The age when it’s time to go to school, whether you have gone to school, if you have gone to school, have you listened to the master’s words, have you studied hard..."

"During the holidays, do you have new clothes to wear and snacks to eat like A Yuan and Fu'er, and do you have a little companion to play with him and play with him like A Yuan and Fu'er..."

"The bamboos I planted are getting taller and stronger every year. Every time I look at these bamboos, I wonder whether that child has grown taller and stronger this year."

(End of this chapter)