Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

"Yes, we'll all be there."

At the corner of the steps, Lin Yunchuan answered Lin Nianbai like this.

Yao Mujin stood on the stairs, listening to the conversation between Lin Yunchuan and Xiaoxiao, her trembling hands leaning on crutches, and her red and swollen eyes were full of lamentations.

In any case, Lin Yunchuan and Xiao Xiao are biological father and son, and this is something she cannot change. Besides, no matter how many grievances and grievances there are in their generation, Xiao Xiao is innocent.

"Xiao Xiao is innocent!"

Xiaoxiao finally fell asleep peacefully in Lin Yunchuan's strong embrace. Lin Yunchuan was reluctant to let go of the helpless sleeping face of the young child. He greedily looked at the little face in front of him, and his reluctance turned into a sigh. Lin Yunchuan gently pushed He opened the door of the ward, kissed his little cheek, and finally put Xiaoxiao on the bed.

When Lin Yunchuan stood up, Xiaoxiao's hand around his neck hadn't loosened yet, he kissed Xiaoxiao's face again, and whispered: "Little boy, uncle is going to see Aunt Xinru."

Lin Yunchuan called the nurse who accompanied An An in a low voice, and gently opened the little hands with him. When he left, he also called the nurse who accompanied An An. After Lin Yunchuan explained a few words, he went to the attending doctor's room. office.

No one knew what Lin Yunchuan and the doctor had talked about. They only knew that it was almost noon when Lin Yunchuan came out of the office, and his eye circles were either sleepy or sad, and a little flushed.

Instead of going to the ward, he went straight into the smoking room, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and took a few puffs. Soon, only the butt remained of the whole cigarette. Lin Yunchuan, who was not addicted to cigarettes, then lit another cigarette. Three, until the whole smoking room is full of smoke, until there is no more cigarette in the cigarette case.

Impatiently, Lin Yunchuan threw the cigarette case into the trash can, squatted down along the wall, rumpled his hair twice, and covered his face with his hands.

This is looked up by countless people, as long as he is there, it seems that he can solve anything. In the small space filled with smoke, in the darkness where no one can see, Lin Yunchuan finally worked hard for more than 20 hours. In a place where no one can see, he bent his straight waist.

Capable people always seem to bear more than others.

Some people cry when they are hurt, some people yell when they are angry, some people complain when they are sad, but it seems that capable people can only bear everything in silence.

Thinking about the one you love, worrying about the one you care about, becomes a mistake, everything you do becomes a mistake, you can't vent, you can't resent, because in the eyes of others, all this is self-inflicted.

When Lin Yunchuan came out from here again, he was still wearing a suit and looked calm. He looked like a robot running around in various situations, equipped with a perpetual motion machine, and arranged everything in an orderly manner. The exiled Lin Yunchuan never seemed to appear.

By the time all the dust had settled, he hadn't had a good night's sleep in over a week.

At this time, Lin Yunchuan asked MATA to go to the small villa to pack some daily necessities of him and Yao Muzhen and take them to the hospital. Judging from their current situation, they may have to stay in the hospital for a long time.

Yao Muzhen's aunt came from the capital when she got the news that day, crying worse than Yao Muzhen. A white-haired person sends a black-haired person. This is a tragedy that is not uncommon in hospitals but always makes people mourn in silence.

The awakened Yao Muzhen seemed to be a different person, no longer crying or smiling, running around on crutches, I don’t know how Yao Muzhen persuaded Li Fangjie, Li Fangjie actually agreed to let her organize Li Junsheng’s funeral.

After waking up, Xiaoxiao finally failed to see the uncle she was thinking about so much, so Xiaoxiao asked Yao Mujin: "When will uncle wake up?"

Yao Mujin said: "Uncle will wake up when Xiaoxiao grows up."

An An asked Yao Mujin, "When will my mother recover?"

Yao Mujin said, "When An An grows up, her mother will recover from her illness."

Yao Mujin knew that Li Junsheng would never wake up, and Su Xinru's illness would never recover.

On that day, there were gray memories that could not be erased in the young hearts of the two children. After accepting the police's advice, Yao Mujin and Lin Yunchuan decided to ask a psychologist to hypnotize An An and Xiao Xiao.

It started the day after Li Junsheng's funeral.

There seems to be a tacit understanding between Yao Mujin and Lin Yunchuan. Yao Mujin is in charge of organizing the funeral for Li Junsheng, and Lin Yunchuan is in charge of handling Jiang Weijun's affairs. The only overlap between the two is that Su Xinru has two children. Besides, The two never said anything superfluous again, and neither had any discussion about what happened on December 2015, 12.

Li Junsheng's funeral was not grand. He had lived in seclusion in the UK for 14 years and had never contacted anyone. The only people who had contact with him were Yao Mujin, Xiao Xiao, and his psychiatrist Sean.

In order to prevent the funeral from being too cold, Yao Muzhen still sent an invitation to Sean who was far away in the UK. When Yao Muzhen received a call, Sean remained silent for a long time, saying that he would come on time.

Yao Mujin hesitated, and finally did not inform Chen Huai. In Yao Mujin's view, instead of letting Chen Huai know the news of Li Junsheng's death, it is better to let him feel that Li Junsheng is living well in a corner that he does not know.

Yao Mujin only invited Li Junsheng's parents and Sean.

That day was so miraculous, Su Xinru, who had been in a coma for three days and three nights, woke up unexpectedly, ignoring the doctor's repeated advice, and struggling to get to the funeral, Chen Huai's appearance was also beyond Yao Mujin's expectation.

Chen Huai was dressed in a black suit, with a blood-red rose pinned to his chest. He still had the cold and lonely look in his memory. Those cold eyes seemed to be covered with snowflakes for thousands of years. After the snowflakes, they were as melancholy as Li Junsheng's eyes. and loneliness.

Chen Huai walked up to Li Fangjie, looked at the white-haired old man, a trace of calm flashed in his eyes, and there was no trace of pain on his face. He said to Li Fangjie expressionlessly, "I want to take Peanut away."

When Yao Mujin saw Chen Huai say this, Su Xinru couldn't help crying beside her. She covered her mouth with her hands, she was as thin as a stick, and sobbed softly, as if she was afraid that the crying would disturb the soul in her dream.

Li Fangjie stared blankly at Chen Huai, who was tall and air-conditioned. He hadn't seen him for a few days. The old man's waist was already bent, but his momentum was still compelling. He stared at Chen Huai with a knife-like gaze, and Chen Huai confronted him without flinching. Look, look firmly.

"For so many years, you have been persisting." Li Fangjie said with a sigh.

Chen Huai didn't have much emotion, he just asked calmly: "After all these years, do you still object?"

The tone seemed to be saying something that had nothing to do with him.