Love is like melting

Chapter 352
Huo Yimo pinched the flesh around his waist and couldn't help sighing, "Honey, are you going to feed me into a pig and send me to the slaughterhouse?"

I really miss the small waist of the past!

Xu Sizhe glared at her, touched the flesh around her waist, and was very satisfied, "I like your flesh, how cute!"

cute?
Huo Yimo glanced at his face in the mirror, and was so sad that the baby face he had managed to get rid of was brought back by him again.

She's so fat and round, how can she not be cute!

It's just so stupid, so stupid.

After she became pregnant, Xu Sizhe specially invited the best experts from home and abroad to sit in Huicheng, and Yan Xi also came. At the fifth month of pregnancy, the blood clots in her brain did not show any abnormalities.

Xu Sizhe, who was worried day and night, was slightly relieved, but he never dared to relax his tense nerves.

Lu Xuan knew that Huo Yimo was very happy after she became pregnant, but she knew that she would not forgive herself, and she did not dare to visit her lightly, for fear of stimulating her emotions.

He would call Xu Sizhe every day, ask her how she was doing, and repeatedly told Xu Sizhe to take good care of her, take care of her emotions, and not get angry with her.

Xu Sizhe listened to his mother chattering on the phone, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone sitting in front of a tree in the yard, playing with ants with a twig, having a great time.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, how could I be willing to be angry with her now, dare to make her angry, and make her feel a little bit unhappy, so I immediately cried and showed him.

Huo Yimo caught an ant, pulled off the person's foot, leaving only the body, put it in the palm of his hand, turned his head and called to him, "Honey, look quickly, I tore it apart."

With a doting smile on Xu Sizhe's thin lips, he cut off the call, walked over and leaned over to bite her lightly on the neck: "Little violent man, no killing is allowed."

Huo Yimo thought of something, and immediately showed guilt. He put the dead ant's body on the leaf, clasped his hands together, and apologized reverently, "I'm sorry... I was wrong! I will never kill again."

Now that she is pregnant, she should accumulate good deeds to bless her child's healthy birth.

When Xu Sizhe saw her pious and repentant appearance, his heart was so tender that he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "It's okay, I will be a vegetarian from now on!"

As for smoking and drinking, he quit.

Huo Yimo opened his eyes and said hastily, "I'm also a vegetarian."

"No!" The big palm landed on her puffed stomach, her eyes were warm, "You have to eat more meat, so that the child can absorb nutrients."

Huo Yimo nodded in disappointment: "Okay!"

From that day on, Xu Sizhe undertook the two unshakable vegetarian dishes on the table.

He has maintained this habit for many, many years.

Just to pray that his wife and children are safe and happy.

Xu Sizhe had never touched her since he was pregnant, and occasionally he lost control and only touched her skin lightly, not daring to be presumptuous.

He was the only one to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation, and he had to check with the doctor about her condition. Even if she survived the entire pregnancy in her condition, it was absolutely impossible for her to give birth naturally. The risk was too great.

Xu Sizhe made a plan with the doctor early on, confirmed that it was a caesarean section, and he could not even wait until the expected date of delivery. As long as the baby's condition was confirmed, he would arrange hospitalization, prepare for the operation, and take out the baby.

At the eighth month of pregnancy, thinking that everything was going in a good direction, Xu Sizhe even thought that if she waited another week, she would have a caesarean section and she would be fine.

But fate played tricks on them again.

Huo Yimo's condition deteriorated suddenly, he had a splitting headache and fainted on the ground.

At that time Xu Sizhe was in the front yard, when he heard the movement, he threw down the crib he was installing, and ran to the backyard to see her fainted on the ground. Before he could think about anything, he picked her up and ran to the hospital.

Doctors, operating room, everything is ready.

She was wheeled into the operating room, life and death uncertain.

Doctors and nurses came in and out, and everyone looked dignified, tense and serious.

Xu Sizhe's mind went blank, he couldn't think of anything, the nurse told him to sign and he signed, the doctor told him to prepare mentally, the situation was not optimistic, and he couldn't hear what he said at all.

He only thought that nothing would happen to her, absolutely not.

He regretted deeply in his heart, he shouldn't have allowed her to give birth to this child, he didn't want a child, he only wanted her.

The obstetrician performed a cesarean section first and took out the baby. It was a boy who weighed five pounds and six taels, and was a fat boy.

When the nurse hugged him, Jun Ba slumped against the wall, without even looking at their child, he stared at the operating room intently, thinking that his little wife was still struggling and wandering on the verge of life and death, how could he have any thoughts? Take care of the kids.

If she can't come back, he won't be able to face this child in this life.

Seeing him like this, the nurse sighed helplessly, and could only take the baby to take a bath and send it to the baby room.

I don't know how much time has passed, the sky outside the window is gradually dimming, and it is raining patteringly, it seems that the sky is already dark, the light is gone, and there is only endless coldness and darkness left.

The doctor came out of the operating room without saying a word, but just shook his head, trying his best.

All of a sudden, his staggering steps couldn't support him and he fell to the ground. He didn't have any strength to stand up again, and his clear eyes were swallowed by moisture and despair.

The pain of losing a loved one is like a broken soul, fragmented.

It is more broken than the sudden collapse of the building, more violent than the collapse of the valley, and more desperate than the end of the world.

Love, hate, emotions, and even the soul were all taken away by her.

Only the walking dead remain.

In the presidential palace, after the meeting, Cheng Mu walked towards the door while talking to the people next to him.

The phone rang suddenly, and when he saw the ringtone, Mo frowned, and the moment he answered the call, his expression suddenly changed.

With a bang, the phone fell to the wall and fell apart.

His handsome face was occupied by pain, and his scarlet eyes were uncontrollably blurred by moisture.

Jin Cheng, an office in a high-end office building.

Shi Jiamu's cell phone fell to the ground, and suddenly threw himself into Lu Nanfeng's arms, weeping uncontrollably.

Lu Nanfeng didn't ask anything, but he felt something faintly, his heart tightened, although his face was calm, when he turned his head to look out of the window, his eye sockets hurt.

The arms hugging Shi Jiamu kept tightening and tightening.

A familiar voice sounded in my ear, "Life is like a wind. If the wind passes without a trace, I will call it Bingfeng."

Like the wind, you are a strong wind blowing through our lives, but you did not leave no traces, on the contrary, you left too many traces, so that each of us cannot forget you.

What is further than eternity is time, what is a little further than time?
It is memory.

In the flood of time, memories last forever, immortal.

It's spring again.

It just rained last night, and opening the windows in the morning filled the air with the scent of green grass and soil.

Xu Sizhe turned around and walked to the hospital bed, saw the sleeping person lying on the hospital bed with gentle eyes, leaned over and kissed her forehead, "Good morning, little crab."

Her face was pale, and her curled eyelashes covered her eyes quietly, without any reaction, even if she was breathing.

Xu Sizhe was used to her snoozing and ignored him.

Gently stroking her cheek with her fingers, she said in a doting voice, "Little lazy cat, how long are you going to sleep?"

She still didn't respond.

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Lu Xuan walked in with a little boy about one year old in her arms. Seeing him, and then looking at the person on the bed, guilt and sadness flashed across her eyes.

The little boy was round and pink, with watery eyes like a girl's. Because the weather was still a bit cold, Lu Xuan dressed him up a lot, and his jacket was in the shape of a green little monster. He looked really cute.

Seeing that Xu Sizhe looked very happy, he took out the finger in his mouth and shouted excitedly: "Baba, Baba..."

Xu Sizhe reached out to take him, and while wiping the drool from his fingers with a paper, corrected him, "Nuoer, it's Dad."

The child's name was set early in the morning, regardless of whether it is a boy or a girl, it is called Xu Nuo: If you make a promise in this life, you will keep it in this life.

The nickname is Nuoer, also known as Mini Beast.

When Huo Yimo was pregnant, she often joked, "I'm a little monster, isn't he just a miniature monster?"

"Baba... Baba..." No matter how you teach, Xu Nuo still insists on calling it that way.

Xu Sizhe put his son on the bed and let him sit beside her, "Nuoer, call mom."

"What... what..." He was slurred, and a lot of saliva flowed down onto Huo Yimo's hands.

Xu Sizhe wanted to take the paper, but Lu Xuan had already taken the paper, wiped it gently, looked at the sleeping Huo Yimo with loving eyes, and whispered: "Today is Nuo'er's birthday, don't you want to see him? Wake up and look at Nuoer, you really gave birth to a very good baby."

A year ago, Huo Yimo was sentenced to death by a doctor.

Xu Sizhe's whole body collapsed, and he couldn't accept such an ending.

They have gone through so much pain, suffered so many ups and downs, and overcome all difficulties. How could they accept losing her after having their child.

He rushed into the operating room, hugging her gradually freezing body, weeping uncontrollably.

He kept calling her name, and the doctors and nurses couldn't stop him.

He even held the scalpel against the doctor's neck, and if he couldn't save her, he would kill the doctor.

In the end, it was Lu Xuan who rushed over to stop him. He just wanted to sneak a few glances at Huo Yimo, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen suddenly.

No matter what Lu Xuan said, Xu Sizhe couldn't listen at all, so Lu Xuan had no choice but to ask the nurse to bring the baby, hoping that Xu Sizhe could calm down.

Xu Nuo might have sensed something, and as soon as he arrived in the operating room, he kept crying, crying so heartbreakingly that he was about to die.

The scalpel in Xu Sizhe's hand fell to the ground, and he stood in front of the operating table, bowed his head and kissed her cheek, tears fell drop by drop on her cheek.

Maybe it was the child's cry, maybe it was Xu Sizhe's tears, an inexplicable miracle happened.

The heartbeat that had stopped began to beat again, and there were signs of life again.

No one can explain it, and they can't believe it.

Huo Yimo came back to life, but without a clear consciousness, he was no different from a vegetable.

The doctor also couldn't confirm whether she would wake up or when she would wake up. They just comforted them. It was already a miracle that she came back from the dead. Whether she could wake up in the future depended entirely on her willpower and luck.

For Xu Sizhe, it was enough that she still had a heartbeat, at least she was still by his side.

It doesn't matter whether she wakes up or not, he will take care of her until he gets old, and the second before he dies, he will choose to pull out her oxygen tube himself and leave with her.

Otherwise, he would never let her go.

Lu Xuan did not leave Huicheng, but stayed here to take care of the newborn Xu Nuo, while Xu Sizhe took care of Huo Yimo most of the time.

A year has passed, and she still has no sign of waking up.

A lot of friends have visited her, everyone comforts him, everyone says she will wake up.

Xu Sizhe often looks at her in a daze, and often kisses her palm. This feeling and nostalgia are born from the depths of his soul, and life and death cannot bear the weight.

Huo Yimo woke up without warning.

In the afternoon, Lu Xuan sat on the sofa and took a nap. Xu Sizhe put Xu Nuo beside her to take a nap. He sat by the bed by himself, looked at the mother and son, and fell asleep without knowing it.

The cool wind rolled up the curtains, and there was something gentle across his cheeks. Xu Sizhe slowly opened his eyes, and saw Xu Nuo staring at him with wide-eyed eyes. His small fleshy hands touched his cheeks, giggling non-stop.

"Silly son, what are you laughing at?" Xu Sizhe sat up straight and wanted to hug Xu Nuo, but his hands froze before reaching out.

The people around Xu Xu opened their eyes at some point, and the oxygen tube fell off, blinking their innocent eyes as if they were looking at him.

His long eyes suddenly became moist, and he looked at her in disbelief, as if he was having a dream, he couldn't believe it.

She looked at him with strange eyes, her voice was hoarse, and she stammered, "You, you, who are you?"

Xu Sizhe was stunned.

Did she forget herself again?
Huo Yimo stared at his blank expression, her pale lips curled slightly, and her weak voice overflowed with difficulty: "Just...just kidding...still so...no... sense of humor."

Moisture couldn't help but burst out of his eyes, he leaned over and hugged her, kissed her cheek tenderly, "I miss you so much!"

Huo Yimo's eyes had tears rolling down her eyes, because she had been in a coma for too long, although Xu Sizhe was massaging her every day so that her muscles would not atrophy, but she was still weak when she just woke up, and it was very difficult for her weak arms to hug his neck. It may slip down at any time.

The choked voice was salty with tears, "Me, too!"

Xu Sizhe hugged her tightly, as if embracing all the warmth and light.

Xu Nuo, who was left out, stalked between the two of them, how could he not hug him!
Xu Sizhe let go of him slightly, and the two of them looked at the son who came over at the same time, and then at each other, laughing through tears.

"Giggle...hehe..." Xu Nuo also smiled.

Lu Xuan didn't know when she woke up, she stared blankly at this scene, tears streaming down her face.

After chatting for nothing, Xu Sizhe asked her, why did she wake up suddenly?Did you hear those words he said while falling asleep?

Huo Yimo shook his head, and said solemnly: "How could you hear it? You don't read my novels, lowering your IQ! I just had a dream while I was asleep, and then I woke up."

"What dream?"

"I dreamed that after I died, you fell in love with someone else immediately! When I thought of other women wanting to sleep with my uncle, spend my uncle's money, and beat my son, I was so angry that my lungs would explode, and I woke up immediately." Look at it, oh, it turned out to be a dream, you didn't fall in love with someone else, otherwise you must be useless..."

Xu Sizhe sealed it with his lips before he finished speaking.

Huo Yimo slept for too long, woke up full of energy, and kept talking nonsense, Xu Sizhe could only kiss her until she stopped talking nonsense.

Huo Yimo put her arms around his neck, closed her eyes gently, and sweetly responded to his kiss, she was about to float with happiness.

My Uncle Xu, how can I tell you that I really had a dream.

It's just that in the dream you didn't fall in love with others, and I didn't leave either.

We welcomed our daughter in the spring, and you love her so much that I often get jealous of her.

Later, when she grew up and went to school, her classmates laughed at her father, you, too old, like a grandfather; she was so angry that she never wanted you to send her to school, and you were depressed for a long, long time.

Life is still there, you are still there, love is still there, so how can I be willing to leave you.

I am holding a small chair, sitting in the shade, waiting for the gray hair and old face, to see if you will still be the same.

Hold my hand, tenderness.

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