Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 185

"Dr. Zhang is the doctor I invited. You don't have to have any doubts. I will ask him to check carefully, including uncle's illness. Next time, don't secretly skip breakfast. Your complexion is already very bad. If you If you fall down, what will uncle do? Don't be self-willed, and don't think that you are invincible, you are just a woman, don't be too strong, and don't make me worry, okay?"

There was no answer, and no one responded to Su Wei's words: "Yaling, look at me."

As Su Wei said, he stretched out his hand to touch her tightly closed eyes, feeling the tears rolling down under his fingers, and the jerky eyeballs completely exposed her anxious, frightened, and confused mood at this moment.

"Yaling, you have a chance to be happy. You choose that person, which means that you are stepping out of the shadow I brought to you. I hope you can get happiness. Similarly, I also hope that your Happiness is not only because of love, life is beautiful, you must have the ability to discover beauty, even if everyone leaves you, you must live strong and optimistic, can you do it?"

Yaling gently twisted his hand away, lowered his head, shrugged his shoulders, but nodded.

He finally sighed softly, and slid his palm along her cheeks to the neck, his fingers slid sideways, and with a slight hook, there was something extra in his palm.

Ya Lingyou opened her eyes with a frightened expression.

"don't want."

Her praying voice was weak, and she shook her head lightly, as if she had foreseen the end of the matter but was still holding on to a glimmer of hope.

He blinked his eyes slightly, twisted his fingers, and after hearing a very small voice, her neck relaxed instantly.

"do not want!"

She grabbed his hands that were about to leave in a panic, and her fingers tried hard to pull away his clenched palms. Tears had already covered her face, and her fingers were even more slippery from the falling tears. Su Wei's tightly clenched palms She couldn't pull it away anyway, and couldn't help crying: "That, it's me, you don't, you want to take it, take it, give it back to me...you can't, take everything away, that's, I My own has nothing to do with you, give it back to me, please, give it back to me, don’t, take it away, it’s my last thing..."

Like a child who was robbed of his last toy, his face was crying, sad and helpless, with the weakest pleading in his eyes, trying to pull his fingers away again and again, stubbornly letting him People are sad.

Unable to control the soreness in my heart anymore, I stretched out my long arms and hugged her tightly in my arms. The arms were filled, and my empty heart found a home. It turns out that warmth is just a person alone. With her, sunshine My eyes are full, without her, my whole body is cold.

A wry smile came to his lips, he was so smart, he only made one clumsy mistake, that is, he misunderstood his love for her.

It's just that God said that you have to bear the cross for your mistakes, you can't be lucky, you can't deny it, you can only tame it.

The person on the hospital bed behind him moved, as if he wanted to say something, but finally closed his eyes, and a sigh escaped from the corner of his lips.

Yaling slowly calmed down in Su Wei's arms. The two were close to each other, and no one spoke anymore. Occasionally, people came and went in the ward, but they only glanced briefly, and then went about their own business.

It took Su Wei a long time to blink his eyes, as if he wanted to remember her completely.

Right now, Ya Ling had completely calmed down, and even she who hadn't had a good sleep for a long time, took a long breath at this moment, and fell asleep in his arms.

The teardrops on the eyelashes are still there, and the crystal drops will evaporate soon, just like her reluctance and sadness at this time, after many years, they will become afternoon chats, which will not mobilize anyone. emotions, she will talk about this past in a relaxed tone, and at that time, she can truly grasp the essence of happiness, and there is no need to have him, but her happiness will no longer be related to him. related.

He picked her up and carefully placed her on the empty bed. A man walked in outside the door. He turned his head and met his gaze. There was a smile and a silence.

His hand lingered on her cheek for the last time, as if suppressing strong emotions, then he straightened up, turned his head towards the man, and said, "Please take good care of her, she deserves your love with all your heart."

The man pushed his glasses: "Of course, I will try my best, but no one will believe such a guarantee. I can only say that she is a poor little guy. I will protect her and prevent her from being hurt unnecessarily. That's all."

"That's enough."

Su Wei looked sideways slightly, the sunlight outside the house illuminated the whole world, only the little person on the bed behind him was sunk in a shady corner...

No more nostalgia, he lifted his foot, strode away, the door of the ward closed gently, with a bang, like a drop of tear falling on someone's lake of heart, small, splashing a so-so inconspicuous flower splash.

The man came to Yaling's bed, bent down, and looked at her closely.

"Is it okay not to cry?"

The eyelashes moved, but Eladrin didn't do anything else.

"He's gone, and the relationship between you is over. I'm not stingy enough to savor a lost love. Come on, lend you my generous embrace."

The man sat on the side of the bed, pulled Yaling up and wrapped her in his arms, slightly pulled up the jacket to cover her head, and said in an unusually soft voice: "That person is gone...the person you love the most, from your world Gone, you'll never see him again, can't hear him, don't see him frown, can't smell him, can't even throw a tantrum, that person is really gone, it's like he never came Same, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

These few words were like the last gap on the dam, sadness spewed out, and despair came close, Ya Ling grabbed the cloth on his chest, and finally, burst into tears unscrupulously.

Outside the ward, Su Wei leaned against the wall, and slowly spread his palms. There was a cheap ring on the thin silver chain. The color of the rough-crafted ring had faded into black, and there was no trace of the silver ring on the wedding day. Chan's appearance.

He reached into his pocket, took out another ring with the same shape from a box, put it into the chain together, raised his hand, put it on his neck, smiled, and left lonely.

(End of this chapter)