Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

The night is as cool as water. The bright moonlight pours down, but it turns Mu Jingyang's face white. Hang YunRuo saw Mu Jingyang's eyes closed slightly, and there was almost no expression on his face. It was as stiff as a piece of ice.

Hang YunRuo follows Mu Jingyang's line of sight and finds Mu Jingyang staring at a chair in the garden. Hang YunRuo quietly walks to the chair and finds that there is nothing on the table.

Hang YunRuo gently called Mu Jingyang's name, but mu Jingyang didn't hear it. He kept walking around the table.

Hang YunRuo pulls Lamu Jingyang's sleeve. As soon as he stops, Mu Jingyang's deep and sharp eyes become dull. When his eyes are in contact, Mu Jingyang's eyes seem to be looking at the distance through his own body.

"Jingyang..." hang YunRuo clenched his lips tightly and didn't let himself make a bigger sound, because from Mu Jingyang's various situations, Mu Jingyang should be sleepwalking!

At this time, Mu Jingyang completely lost consciousness. He was like a walking corpse. According to the nerve command of the brain, his body had to respond instinctively.

On such a cold night, Mu Jingyang only wore thin clothes and indoor slippers. Hang YunRuo came out cold in his down jacket, but mu Jingyang didn't feel any shrinking.

He is still circling around the table, occasionally stopped, staring at the dark sky, just when hang YunRuo thought he was going to wake up, he continued to walk slowly.

"Young granny, what's the matter! Young master... "The nanny saw that hang YunRuo went to the garden to look for the young master, but she went for half an hour and didn't find the young master and the young granny back, so she was worried.

********Then he ran out in a hurry and found that the young master was walking around the table with dull eyes. The young granny was staring at the young master with red eyes. She looked like she had just cried.

"Don't shout! Don't make a sound to frighten him... "Hang YunRuo looks at Mu Jingyang's silly appearance and feels uncomfortable in his heart.

They have been married for a year. In this year, they have gone through countless things together, countless ups and downs. She knows that Mu Jingyang is under too much pressure.

Hang YunRuo has been worried that Mu Jingyang will lose sleep because of such pressure. He will be in a bad mood. He will become very irritable and even frightening. However, he never thought that Mu Jingyang's mental pressure will be so great that he will sleepwalk!

"Young lady, is this sleepwalking? Shall I call the family doctor? " Nanny watched Mu Jingyang walking in the snow, slightly flustered.

An old house like the Mu family must have been dead. It didn't look scary during the day, but on such a gloomy night, the nanny wanted to ask for an amulet for safety for the first time,

"You ask the doctor to come and wait, and see if there is any way to let Jingyang enter the room first. It's freezing. His clothes are too thin. If he stays outside for a while, he will definitely get sick!"

Hang YunRuo orders the nanny. The nanny nods and tells hang YunRuo to be safe. Then he runs to the room and calls the doctor.

"Jingyang... Go back to your room. It's cold here!" Hang YunRuo's voice is small, for fear of frightening Mu Jingyang. Many people have said to hang YunRuo, don't easily fluke a sleepwalker. Because if the way of wake-up is not suitable, the sleepwalkers will be scared to death!

However, Mu Jingyang didn't respond at all, but his pace became faster and faster, and the circle became wider and wider. Just now he just walked around the table. Now he began to want to walk around the garden, as if he would walk around with her on weekdays.

Seeing the fish belly white in the sky, the sun is still trying to break through the obstacles of the clouds, Mu Jingyang's body suddenly trembled for a while, and then he still walked with rigid steps, bit by bit thinking about the bedroom.

Familiar with the climb stairs, smoothly find their room, push the door, pull open the quilt, lying on the bed, all the action is flowing, without any hesitation.

After finding Mu Jingyang lying on the bed, hang YunRuo breathed evenly. There was no uncomfortable feeling on his face. On the contrary, he had a quiet sleeping face like a baby. He was simple and quiet. People couldn't bear to get close to him.

"Young granny, here comes the doctor! Come out and have a look! " Hang YunRuo helps Mu Jingyang to cover the quilt. He gently takes the door and sees the doctor waiting outside.

"Doctor, how can my husband have such a situation?" Hang YunRuo told the doctor about Mu Jingyang's situation. The doctor also said that he needed to go to the hospital for further examination to determine the cause of the disease.

"However, the change of mood or too much emotional pressure can also cause such a situation! Mu's group is in a lot of crisis now. In addition to the sudden illness of Mr. mu, these things will have a certain impact on Mr. Mu's health. So... We should continue to observe. "

Doctors also have some helplessness, sleepwalking this disease is very strange, some serious to attack behavior in sleepwalking, leading to casualties around. However, even if it is relatively mild, it will lead to poor sleep quality of the patient. Over time, the probability of body hollowing out is very high,

"Well, let's not tell Jingyang first... Jingyang is such a proud and lofty person, knowing that he can't vent his emotions and leads to sleepwalking, and he must be uncomfortable. If he still has this situation in the next few days, we'll tell him, and then talk about the treatment plan, OK?"

Hang YunRuo's face turned pale slightly. Looking at the bedroom with the door closed, he felt confused and frightened. They have been married for a year, even though hang YunRuo feels that he has been working hard and living by his own efforts.

But she never thought that some dependence, like air, could not be seen but did exist. Mu Jingyang's strong optimism is like hang YunRuo's spiritual pillar. Now Mu Jingyang has become like this. Hang YunRuo really doesn't know how to face it.

"Jingyang, your existence is like the sun to me, warming my life and guiding my way forward. I hope you can get better. I hope all this is because you are too tired!"

Hang YunRuo gently leaned on Mu Jingyang's shoulder and rubbed his delicate nose against Mu Jingyang's face. Soft if boneless small hand tightly holding Mu Jingyang's big hand, listening to Mu Jingyang's clear heartbeat, his face showed a bitter smile.