My Life As Daughter-in-law

Tick, tick.

Time passed silently.

At this moment, Wen Liuguang and I sat quietly on the cold chair in the corridor in front of the hospital operating room.

With the silent passage of time, there seems to be an invisible string tightening and tightening in the quiet air, and the air is full of tension.

I've been sitting so quietly. Neither I nor Wen Liuguang have any desire to communicate. I lowered my head, lowered my eyes, and stroked the bracelet my mother had worn again and again with my right hand. Although the years have lost its original luster, I think it is extremely important and more valuable than any jewelry. My mother is gone. This fact still makes me unable to accept. My heart is twisted. It seems that a pair of invisible hands hold my heart and make me unable to breathe.

I quietly looked at the bracelet in my hand and thought that this is the last courage my mother left me in this world. No matter how difficult it is, I will have the courage to live hard.

I just don't know why my mother didn't tell us about our future life like Uncle Wen at the last moment, but gave me this bracelet.

I can't help thinking of my mother's beautiful face and the words she said to me when she was in peace. The warm or painful memories one after another are like slides that are constantly showing, floating uncontrollably in my mind.

I can't imagine what life will be like without my mother in the future.

For a long time, I looked at Wen Liuguang sitting beside me. Wen Liuguang tightly wrinkled his arrogant and domineering sword eyebrows on weekdays, but lost his usual self-confidence in his good-looking dark black eyes. Now, he just sat next to me in silence. He hasn't said a word for so long, It seems that he is using silence to cover up his gradually out of control mood.

I don't know anything about the current situation in the operating room because I am outside the corridor with Wen Liuguang. I was very anxious. I looked at the pale cyan eyelids of warm streamer due to lack of sleep and the frowns that had not been extended for a minute. I felt very uncomfortable in my heart.

After all, the person undergoing surgery in the operating room is his father. When my mother was in the operating room, how anxious and helpless I was. At this moment, Wen Liuguang's mood is estimated to be so uncomfortable.

I watched Wen Liuguang like this for a while. I couldn't help but stretch out my right hand and subconsciously hold Wen Liuguang's left hand, which has been clenched into a fist for so long. When I touched his finger, he just suddenly raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at me deeply. The fatigue and hidden worry in his eyes deeply hurt my heart.

Such warm streamer, where is the previous unruly? My mind is full of warm streamer's tired eyes, and my heart shrinks into a ball.

I gently held Wen Liuguang's cold left hand, and he just moved his numb fingers a little, and suddenly firmly held my hand back.

The two of us sat side by side in the chair in front of the operating room, trying to draw strength from our tightly held hands, and trying to obtain hope for the future and courage to face the reality.

I don't know how long I sat, the door of the operating room creaked and was opened from inside, breaking the extremely dull atmosphere.

Hearing the sound, Wen Liuguang almost instantly took my hand and suddenly stood up. Looking at the extremely pale father pushed out by doctors and nurses, I saw Wen Liuguang's eyes turn red.

Uncle Wen, who had just finished the operation, was covered with all kinds of tubes. A doctor came out of the operating room wearing an operating suit, took off his mask and shouted to the door: "who is the patient's family?"

Standing beside me, Wen Liuguang hurriedly took my hand and replied, "doctor, we are two!"

My heart pounded. I couldn't help being nervous. I stared at the doctor and asked carefully, "Uncle Wen, how's he..."

The doctor looked at our two children solemnly. First, he shook his head slowly, and then he said helplessly, "I'm sorry, but we really tried our best, but the patient's body is irreparable. It's impossible for him to explain what's left. " Then he shook his head slowly, sighed with regret, and pushed uncle Wen's bed covered with quilt into a ward.

Wen Liuguang almost tried his best to hold my hand tightly, and his trembling fingers revealed his despair and helplessness at this moment.

Through the glass, we watched the doctor insert all kinds of surgical tubes and connected various instruments that constantly change numbers into uncle Wen. It was terrible in our heart.

Just then, a nurse came out of the ward, looked at the people outside the door, turned to us and asked, "who is Bai ruoyue?"

I heard the nurse calling me and quickly replied, "it's me!"

The nurse looked at me and said, "the patient is awake now. He personally said he wanted to see Bai ruoyue. Go and see the patient first. Be careful not to cause the patient to be too excited. "

When the nurse said uncle Wen wanted to see me for the last time, my tears fell down.

I don't know what uncle Wen wants to say to me at the last moment of my life, but when I turn around and see Wen Liuguang's sad side face, I suddenly have the courage to see Uncle Wen for the last time.

So I opened the door of the ward and walked in gently.

Uncle Wen's face was pale, and there were some blood stains on his body. His eyes were half open, but he didn't look at all. I can't help thinking of my usual energetic uncle Wen, and my tears burst into tears.

Uncle Wen looked at my tears and opened his mouth slowly. Although his voice was very light, he seemed to have exhausted a lot of strength.

He said to me, "if month, I'm sorry."

I shook my head as I cried, stretched out my hand and held uncle Wen's hand tightly, as if I wanted to pull him out of the terrible place of the hospital.

I felt uncle Wen's hand trying to hold mine, but I didn't have the strength to hold it tightly.

Looking at my unstoppable tears, uncle Wen seemed very distressed. He tried hard to lift his arm still undergoing infusion and gently wiped a drop of tears on my cheek with his fingers.

"Ruoyue... I'm sorry for you... And your mother..." Uncle Wen said again.

"Not so... Uncle Wen... Really... You have been very kind to us... Thank you..."

I broke into tears. Looking at such a weak uncle Wen, my heart began to ache again.

"I didn't have time to let you and... Bailing... Live a good life..." Uncle Wen said laboriously.

"It's all my fault... There was a car accident... Bai Ling left... It's all my fault... You lost your mother... It's all my fault... It's all my fault..."

As I said no, I shook my head hard. Tears flowed down and fell on the sheets on the hospital bed. I looked at Uncle Wen's bloodless face and pale lips.

"Uncle Wen, I don't blame you! Thanks to you, our mother and daughter are much better off. Really? Really... I don't blame you! " I tried to reassure uncle Wen.

Uncle Wen just looked at me lovingly and looked at me for a while before reaching out and rubbing my cheek.

He said to me sentence by sentence: "if Yue... Uncle... I didn't fulfill my responsibility... Bai Ling is gone... I'm afraid I... Will leave you... And Liuguang... Right away..." at this point, uncle Wen coughed hard.

I turned my head and saw the warm streamer standing outside the window. My heart hurt badly.

"Ruoyue..."

Uncle Wen called me.

I looked back at Uncle Wen. My nose was sour, "Uncle Wen..."

"Ruoyue... I hurt Bai Ling... She's so good... I knew she would be... Implicated by me... I certainly don't want to... Let her... Follow me..." Uncle Wen's eyes turned red and tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

I cried and said, "Uncle Wen... I don't blame you for my mother's death... You are really good enough for our mother and daughter... I really thank you... I really don't blame you..."

Uncle Wen shook his head slowly, "ruoyue... When I first saw Bai Ling... I was thinking... How can there be such... Gentle and kind... Women in the world..."

He coughed heavily and said slowly and laboriously, "I... Have the idea of... Taking care of her..."

I looked at Uncle Wen with a twinkle in his eyes.

"I'm really... Lucky... Bai Ling... Willing to follow me... I'm... Sorry for her... And... Sorry for you... Ruoyue..."

I held uncle Wen's hand and didn't know how to persuade him not to blame himself.

I stepped forward and sat gently beside uncle Wen's hospital bed, holding uncle Wen's hand tightly again. I stretched out my other hand, picked up the paper towel on the table, took out one, and gently wiped uncle Wen's tears.

I can understand uncle Wen's mood at the moment. He must blame himself. If it weren't for him, the car accident might not have happened.

Uncle Wen looked at me with loving eyes, as if trying to find my mother's face from my face.

I choked and said, "Uncle Wen, my mother and I have never had such a peaceful and warm day as recently. In recent days, my mother and I are really happy. We are so happy because you, you and Liuguang have given our family warmth. Uncle Wen, oh, and mom really thank you. So, don't blame you for your mother's car accident. You have really given us a lot of happiness. "

Uncle Wen listened to me and tears came out again. I helped him carefully wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and tucked him in before I heard uncle Wen's voice.

"Ruoyue... You and Bai Ling... Are so kind... It's really happy to meet your mother and daughter... Thank you..."

"It's a pity that I have to go too... How I want to see you and... Liuguang... Grow up... Be able to... Live independently..."

Uncle Wen began to cough violently again. I quickly got up, poured a glass of water from the kettle on one side, put it to my mouth and blew it slowly. When I felt that the water was almost not hot from the outside of the quilt, I carefully scooped it with a spoon and sent it to Uncle Wen's mouth.

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