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Mu Lingyun didn't remember how he walked out of the high-speed railway station.

The pain in his heart was greater than the coldness in his body. He had been searching for twenty-one years.

It was not easy to find his little milk bag.

At that time, he must have been very surprised and vowed to take good care of her.

Later, he found out that she was married to a scumbag and her life was not good.

He always helped her carefully, talked with her, and accompanied her out of the shadow of divorce.

Every time I come back, I will think of her first and secretly prepare a surprise for her.

He didn't know what was wrong.

The engagement arranged by her family seemed to have frightened her overnight.

I walked step by step on the bluestone steps at the station entrance. The heavy rain was still falling, with no sign of abating.

When it hits a person's face, it feels like a bullet, cold and painful.

There was an icy chill about him.

When he saw Lu Chenyu and Mu Wushuang, his eyes were dull.

My feet suddenly felt empty and I rolled down the stairs.

A strong sense of dizziness came along with the pain.

He fell to the rain-soaked ground and fainted.

The moment I closed my eyes, I seemed to hear the panicked shouts of Lu Chenyu and his sister.

The man who was usually so handsome and tall was now lying on the ground.

Mu Wushuang had a general understanding of the situation on the way here.

But I don’t know what happened to my younger brother and Xiaomei.

Squatting down, Mu Wushuang held the umbrella over him as much as possible and reached out to touch him.

My forehead is very hot.

Lu Chenyu came over and picked up Mu Lingyun. Mu Wushuang lifted his feet from behind and finally got into the car.

On the way to the hospital, Lu Chenyu asked with a dark face: "What happened?"

He knows this good brother very well.

A few months ago, I told him with tenderness in my eyes that I had found his little milk bag.

Lu Chenyu would also tease him and ask him to treat Xiaomei well, saying that she had been hurt emotionally and could not stand the hardship.

On the other side, Shen Mengxue was in the villa, running around anxiously.

Xiaomei's phone is turned off and I can't get through no matter how hard I try.

She was really worried about her. What happened?

It was fine the day before.

He sent her a WeChat message in the morning, asking her to go shopping with him, but she was having a prenatal checkup, so she didn't go.

I sent another WeChat and text message: Xiaomei, please call me back when you see this message.

In the hospital ward, Lu Chenyu personally helped him change into clean clothes.

My nightgown is soaked. The doctor just checked me and I have a high fever of 40°.

I got a fever-reducing injection and then applied a physical fever-reducing patch.

Mu Lingyun didn't wake up until the early morning of the next day.

My throat felt hot, as if it was cut by a sharp knife.

His face was terribly pale, and compared to this, his decadent state was even more worrying.

Lu Chenyu has been guarding the bedside.

This is his brother who has shared his life with him, he has to protect and take care of him.

Mu Wushuang went back home and brought back daily necessities for hospitalization.

When he opened his eyes, Wen Xiaomei had just stepped out of the high-speed railway station.

This is a very small county town with green mountains and clear waters. There are no storms here.

The sun is shining and the morning breeze is warm.

In the summer in the small town, many people are already wearing short sleeves.

She was still wearing a wet long-sleeved shirt.

Even the warm sunshine couldn't dispel the haze on her body.

Located south of the county town, Yaju Villa faces the Oujiang River and has a large empty yard in front of the gate.

Wen Xiaomei fell in love with him at first sight.

Her subconscious mind told her to stay there. She liked to stand quietly in the yard and admire the blue sky and the sparkling sea.

Sometimes, one stop lasts a whole day.

Three days later, Jiang Yan came to see him.

In the hospital's VIP ward, Mu Lingyun's fever had long since subsided.

The doctor said I could be discharged from the hospital.

In three days, he lost a lot of weight, his face looked different and cold.

The warm smile of the past is no longer there.

"Brother Mu, are you feeling better?" Jiang Yan put down the flowers and fruit basket.

She saw him standing at the window with his back to her.

Jiang Yan came up and said, "Brother Mu, don't be sad. If you don't want to, I can go with you to look for her. If you can't find her in one day, I can look for her for a year."

She is a very intelligent woman and knows how to comfort people.

Also know what men are thinking.

Mu Lingyun's eyes were looking into the distance, without any focus.

He looked gloomy and aged all of a sudden.

"Brother Mu, I'm here to pick you up from the hospital. Can we go back first? This is a hospital after all, and there's no way to properly recuperate."

No matter what she said, Mu Lingyun remained silent.

For a long time.

He looked back and said, "Jiang Yan, although I don't know whether this matter has anything to do with you, it's better not to let me find out, otherwise!"

The voice lost its former mellowness and became hoarse and weak.

There is also a hint of stubbornness and sharpness.

A trace of pain flashed across Jiang Yan's quiet beautiful eyes. During the three days, every time she came, the man seemed to have lost his heart and never paid any attention to her.

Mr. Mu doesn't know about this yet. He is not feeling well and telling him would just make him worry.

"Brother Mu..." The little hand was white and round, stretched in the air, but couldn't be brought down.

"You can go back if you have nothing else. I will take care of the discharge myself."

After Xiaomei left, he changed. He was no longer gentle, but cold and experienced.

It was as if he matured overnight.

He spoke to Jiang Yan in a straightforward tone. In three days, he had thought things through clearly.

Jiang Yan is a lady from Beijing, so of course she has her own pride.

What's more, her purpose in bringing up this marriage was not simple.

"Brother Mu, I'm leaving now. I'll come see you again when you feel better."

After waiting for a long time, the man did not look at her, but stared at the flower bed downstairs.

It seemed as if those tender branches and flower buds were a hundred times better than Jiang Yan.

Walking out of the ward, Lu Chenyu appeared holding Shen Mengxue's hand.

When she met the two of them, Jiang Yan nodded and smiled as a greeting.

Shen Mengxue asked quietly: "Is this the eldest daughter of the Jiang family who came from Beijing?"

"Yeah." Lu Chenyu said in a deep voice: "The Jiang family has a high status in the capital, Grandpa Mu may have other considerations."

Shen Mengxue was very smart. "So, Xiaomei's departure from Haicheng was indirectly caused by her?"

"You could say the same thing."

The two whispered, "I think there must be something hidden here. I know Xiaomei's character very well. She won't be easily tempted, nor will she let go easily."

Lu Chenyu frowned slightly, "Let's go in and see Ling Yun first."

Push the door open.

In three days, a high fever turned this extremely gentle man into a haggard and cold person.

His eyes were dull and lifeless.

"Ling Yun, are you feeling better?" Lu Chenyu felt very regretful.

If this tragedy happened to him, he would go crazy.

Fortunately, he cherishes Shen Mengxue very much.

He held her hand tightly.

"Can't die."

His eyes went from being panic-stricken at first to completely lifeless.

When looking at people, he is like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.

Shen Mengxue came up with her big belly to comfort him: "Lingyun, Xiaomei may not be able to accept it all at once and choose to escape. Wait a little longer. It's impossible for her not to contact me, her best sister."

Seeing that his wife came to visit him and counsel him even though she was pregnant, Mu Lingyun's eyes finally moved.

His focused eyes and hoarse voice showed the pain this man had gone through.

No one knows better than him the pain of losing, gaining, and losing again.