The wealthy ex-wife of the president

Chapter 598 Kneeling and begging

Xiao Zimo frowned suddenly, opened his eyes several times in a daze, and tried to open his lips, but some dry and cracked lips could hardly be opened, let alone a sound.

Helpless, he could only shake his head as if there was nothing there, with a silent wry smile on his lips.

Mingzhu felt him move, "I'm sorry, Dad. I woke you up."

He couldn't make a sound, he could only stare at her intently.The ward fell into extreme silence for a moment, and time seemed to be sucked into a whirlpool, never to return.

For Xiao Zimo, life is like this. After one day, one day will be lost. Every day is living in the countdown. I don't know which day is the end of life, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?
Mingzhu has been by his side for half a month, all the time.Every day I feel that his life is disappearing invisible, sometimes sitting in front of the hospital bed, no matter how tired I am, I dare not close my eyes and sleep for a while, even if I can’t see him, as long as I am awake, I can feel that he is by my side .

Every second I feel is one second less, and the surroundings are full of sadness, sad and weeping parting.

In the evening of the next day, Xiao Zimo woke up from the coma, and his spirit seemed to be better, even better than ever. He could get up and talk, and his eyes were slightly bright.

Mingzhu was very happy to hear that his voice had some strength, maybe a miracle happened.

At that time, she hadn't heard anyone say that before a person dies, God will give him a special time to bid farewell or explain the last things—also called, returning to the light.

"My spirit is much better today. Don't be by my side all the time. Go back and have a good sleep. Don't come back at night."

The skinny fingers squeezed her hand and then let go, looking at Mingzhu for a moment, as if he wanted to engrave her image into his soul.

"Let's go back."

Knowing him since she was four years old, and returning to him to be his daughter when she was ten years old, he will do everything for her, even if she doesn't want what she wants, she will force it to herself, yes Because he is doing his best to love himself and pay for himself.In the past ten years, I have been used to mocking him, getting used to his indifference, getting used to the days when he is by my side, and being dependent on each other—what would I do without him?
"Father, when you recover from illness, let's go to see Mommy together. We have never seen her together. If we go, I believe she will be very happy." Mingzhu said lightly, she has always wanted to say these words, It's just that his health is too bad, she has been afraid to say, now that he is finally better, maybe it can be realized.

Xiao Zimo was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and nodded, but looked at her helplessly, "Okay. When I get better, I will accompany you to see her."

Mingzhu nodded lightly, stood up, walked to the door and turned around, "You should have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow."

After hearing what she said, Xiao Zimo frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Tomorrow, no, don't come to see me in the hospital in the future. It's very unlucky. When I recover, I will naturally go home and accompany you to see your mommy. ——I'm tired and want to rest, please don't disturb my rest." At the end of the sentence, the voice became weaker and weaker.

When Mingzhu returned home, she didn't know why she was so tired, her body became numb, and she was a little out of the control and domination of her brain.

After greeting Mrs. Rong, she went back to her room and lay on the bed, almost falling asleep with her eyes closed.

After some time, the phone woke her up.The ringing kept ringing, Dai frowned, turned over, groped for a long time to get the phone to her ear, stopped the noisy ringing, and said in a daze: "Hello."

"Mingzhu, it's me." Xi Mo's voice came through the radio waves, it was unusually deep, completely different from before, with a hint of sadness, and his speaking speed was very slow, not at all like his aggressive style.

"Is there a problem?"

Mingzhu sat up slowly, stepped on the soft carpet, and finally stepped on the slippers.

"Mingzhu, listen to me - Uncle Xiao is gone..."

"What?" Mingzhu didn't realize for a moment what it meant to be gone.

"Uncle Xiao, he's gone. You left the hospital not long ago in the evening. You didn't feel much pain, and you passed away peacefully..."

Mingzhu froze there holding the phone, not knowing what she said was wrong.

Xi Mo seemed to have said something else on the phone, but Mingzhu didn't hear a word clearly, it was nothing more than something to arrange for her.

He was fine when he left in the evening, why didn't it take long - he clearly promised to go see Mommy together when he recovered from his illness, why did he break his promise...

"Mingzhu, you still have me, you are not alone..."

"No! It's not—" Suddenly, Mingzhu shouted hoarsely: "You're lying to me, he won't leave, he clearly promised me that he would accompany me to see Mommy."

Xi Mo's sigh came from the phone, "Mingzhu, don't lie to yourself. Uncle Xiao is really gone, you have long thought that such a day will come!"

"No, you are lying... because I hate you and torture you, so you lie to me on purpose..."

Mingzhu threw the phone far away with a "snap", and it was torn apart.Shaking his head in denial, how could Dad—die?
For a moment, the world was spinning, her heart ached like she was about to die, and grief swept over her, like icy sea water drowning her.

Panic, helpless, sad, trembling unconsciously, tears flowed uncontrollably.

Outside the window is the dark night, and the breath of winter is getting stronger and stronger, as if every piece of land is about to freeze into ice.She seemed to be trapped in an endless night, boundless, swallowing her like a whirlpool, entwining her tightly——

Why is fate so cruel, so stingy that he refuses to give her even a little warmth.

Mingzhu seemed to be stimulated by something, stood up, groped in the dark, and stumbled out of the room.

As soon as Mingzhu ran down the stairs, she heard the sound of the door opening. Xi Mo, who was standing at the door, looked anxious. Seeing Mingzhu's precarious body, she strode over, grabbed her thin shoulders, and clasped her tightly. Keep looking at her.

Mingzhu felt his aura, that dignified and oppressive atmosphere, and suddenly, disappointment welled up from the bottom of her heart.The whole person seemed to be pushed down from the cliff, fell down hard, and kept falling...

Mingzhu grabbed his hands on her shoulders one by one, shook her head unceasingly, and staggered towards the sofa.Sitting on the sofa slumped, it seemed that the whole person was about to collapse.

The gorgeous and simple hall is lifeless and lifeless.Mingzhu slowly retracted her legs, curled up and hugged her legs tightly, and leaned against a corner of the sofa, her eyes had no focus, and her heart was empty.

"Xiao Zimo is gone, but you still have me, and I will always be by your side. Now you are like the one I just came back a year ago, with an indifferent expression, as if everything has nothing to do with you. Mingzhu, I beg you, do not do that……"

Xi Mo went to sit opposite her and almost choked up his words at the end.

Mingzhu could hear his distress and helplessness, she raised her head slowly, looking for something in the air with her empty eyes, but she couldn't find anything.

"Dad—why hasn't he come back yet?" While talking, the ancient grandfather clock beside him rang "Dangdangdang" on time, "It's already four o'clock in the morning, why hasn't he come back?"

Xi Mo looked at her with distressed eyes and said nothing.

Mingzhu rested her head on her knees, lowered her eyes, and muttered to herself: "Before he knew that I would wait for him every night, and would not go to rest until he came back. He would try to come back as early as possible every time..."

Xi Mo stood up suddenly, "Xiao Zimo is gone." He grabbed her shoulder and shouted: "The hospital issued a death notice! Do you want me to take you to see his body? Xiao Mingzhu , don't do this again!"

He clasped her shoulder desperately and shook her, as if trying to wake her up.

In the end, this is a nightmare, and there will never be a day of waking up, endless...

"Momo, I know I'm bad, but don't scare me with such jokes, please. Don't lie to me. Daddy was fine when I left. He said he would go home when he recovered, and he would. "

Mingzhu murmured in a low voice, trying to convince Xi Mo that she was convincing herself at the same time, "He must be tired again, just need some time to rest, when he rests, he will definitely come back!"

Unknowingly, I think of the words Xiao Zimo said to himself these years, his smile, his anger, his sigh, his concern, everything about him keeps lingering in his mind.

Along the way, all these years, she has only had him in her world, only relying on him, without him by her side, she didn't know what to do for a while.

Still immersed in the endless waiting, the night and day outside the house alternate non-stop, but her world stopped moving many years ago, staying in the night forever.

In the future, no one will tolerate her willful behavior, and no one will say that as long as you want, you can do whatever you want, and no one will helplessly say that she is willful and takes her affairs as the most important thing, and no one will tiptoe around in the middle of the night I only pressed the corner of the quilt for her, nothing more...

She lost her mommy many years ago, and Xiao Zimo was the only one left in the whole world; now, the father who accompanied her for many years is no longer there, and how painful it must be to be cut off from her life by death, how can others understand .

In this world, she has no relatives anymore.

"It's all my fault, if it wasn't for my selfishness, if it wasn't for my refusing to recognize him, if I could show him more care and call him daddy earlier, maybe he wouldn't have left me, wouldn't have left me alone In this world, I don't have a mommy anymore, and now I don't even have a dad, my selfishness drove away my last relative..."

The death of a loved one is like someone taking away the heart connected by the blood, it is heartbreaking, and then it is numb from the pain.

Xiao Zimo had just passed away, and Mingzhu could hardly believe it, so she just sat on the sofa waiting for him to come back without eating or sleeping.

Because she firmly believes in what Xiao Zimo said last - he will go home when he recovers.

It wasn't until the fourth day that Xi Mo asked the doctor to inject her with a tranquilizer before falling asleep.

Xi Mo asked someone to arrange a helicopter before, and he has some things to do.

When Mingzhu was sleeping, Xi Mo rushed to Ling's house overnight. At twelve o'clock at night, most of the Ling's family had rested, and he stood at the door and knocked on the door himself.

Ling Jiuyue, Lin Jiu and Bai Su's couple were all woken up, and they naturally looked unhappy when they went downstairs to see him.

"What are you doing here now?" Ling Jiuyue frowned, her tone cold.

(End of this chapter)