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After another six hours of drifting away, only Chen Mo and Xiao Yihan were left outside the operating room. When Xu Tianqi was pushed out of the operating room to be sent to the mortuary, Xu Tianyu kept holding his hand and followed him away.

With a bang, the lights in the operating room suddenly went out, and the operating door was opened again six hours later. When the doctor in the sky-blue surgical gown took off his mask and came out, Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo trembled at the same time , a heart hangs high.

"Doctor...doctor...my younger brother..." Chen Mo's panicked words were a little uncomfortable, and the palms of Xiao Yihan's hands were sweating as they held onto Xiao Yihan tightly.

"Don't worry, the operation was successful. It will be fine after the dangerous period of waking up, and he is still very weak. We will transfer him to the ward later, and you can see him outside," the doctor comforted.

"Thank you, thank you!" Chen Mo's ups and downs of mood finally settled down, the rest is only joy, but with a little sadness, Xu Tianqi's departure, Chen Yan's heart, too much happened in a day. It's a little hard for him to accept.

"I just said it'll be fine," Xiao Yihan held his head in his hands excitedly and kissed him, then pulled the distance between them, Chen Mo's entire head was stuck on Xiao Yihan's shoulder.

"En!" Chen Mo stretched out his arm and patted him on the back, "Are you planning to let labor die so that you can find another new love?"

"Ah? Oh~" Xiao Yihan immediately let go of his hands after he understood, grabbed the back of his head and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Chen Mo stretched out his finger to poke at the corner of his raised mouth. Looking carefully, there seemed to be two inconspicuous dimples, which were very nice.

"Laugh, Xiao Chen is finally all right, laugh, Da Chen finally doesn't have to worry about it," Xiao Yihan said, and the smile that rose from the corner of his mouth slowly relaxed, "I don't know what will happen to Tianyu in the future."

"If you come, you will be safe. I am really grateful to Brother Tianqi. Even if Tianyu blames me, I can only admit it. I think this kind of favor will never end in my life." Chen Mo took a deep breath and said with emotion.

During the speech, the door of the operating room was opened again, and the white stretcher lathe was carefully pushed out by three or four nurses. The pale-cheeked and thin Chen Yan lay quietly on it, with his mouth, nose and the back of his hand stabbed. tube.

The hospital in the afternoon was quiet, and the nurses and patients walking back and forth walked silently, and even spoke softly.

It wasn't until Chen Yan was sent to the intensive care ward, until he saw the doctors and nurses get everything done, and it was not until he took a last look in the ward, that Chen Mo and Xiao Yihan exited the ward and sat on the blue chairs beside the corridor .

After sitting for another ten minutes, no one spoke, just to calm down my heart completely and relax my mood completely.

It took a long time for Chen Mo to get up and stand up, patted Xiao Yihan on the shoulder and said, "Go home first and get a change of clothes."

"Okay," Xiao Yihan raised his head and stood up, rubbed Chen Mo's hair twice and raised the corners of his mouth again.

When leaving, he looked back through the glass window and took another look into the ward. If it wasn't separated by a wall, he would probably be able to hear the heart rate monitor and Chen Yan's tiny breathing sound given the current silence.

When Xiao Yihan was standing at the intersection to stop the car, he couldn't help but put his hand to his mouth and rub it vigorously while exhaling. He glanced at Chen Mo who was doing the same thing repeatedly, and stretched out his arms to wrap him around him. Nest.

The billboard next to it blocked the wind blowing this way, until a blue and yellow taxi stopped in front of them, and they didn't know what it meant from north to south until they got in and closed the door.

The cold weather made the ground a bit frozen, and all the vehicles driving towards it could only slow down. The seemingly slow taxi actually drove eagerly to the gate of the community.

The little security guard in the security booth was afraid of the cold and was holding a hot water cup, but before Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo stepped into the community, they saw a middle-aged man in a military coat squatting on the side of the road outside the community Smoking a cigarette, a bit like squatting.

The familiar back made Chen Mo shrink back before stepping into the community, not so sure and with a little desire to find out, let him step forward.

"Chen Dahai?" Chen Mo looked at the disheveled visitor, and subconsciously clenched his fists, but he never waved at Chen Dahai, because he wanted to know what tricks Chen Dahai was playing again.

"Is your brother dead?" Chen Dahai's voice was very hoarse, almost hoisting and tearing his vocal cords, and smoking made his voice even more muted, but just because of this casual sentence, it made people who had no intention of shaking their fists Chen Mo couldn't bear it.

A hard fist hit the corner of Chen Dahai's mouth, causing him to back up and fall to the ground, unable to get up straight away, sitting on the ground just looking at Chen Mo with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Even if he is not dead, he is your own son!" Chen Mo roared angrily.

"Dachen, calm down," Xiao Yihan grabbed Chen Mo's arm and pulled him back. Chen Dahai was not a thing, but he didn't want Chen Mo to bear the reputation of beating his father.

"He's not! He's not my son," Chen Dahai, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly became emotional, spit out half of the cigarette butt in his mouth, raised his head and laughed for a while, and murmured, "If it wasn't for him, Shuzhen He will not die, his birth was a mistake, he is a disaster, Shuzhen... Shuzhen..."

"Mom died of a heart attack, and the doctor said that there would be risks during birth, you can't blame Xiao Yan for mother's death," Chen Mo let go of Xiao Yihan's hand, He ran over and grabbed Chen Haihai by the collar and said, "Aren't you right? Look at what you have done in the past few years. The people who have passed by are not ghosts or ghosts. My mother traded her life for it." Xiaoyan, you just punched and kicked him like this, causing him to have a shadow in his heart, are you worthy of my mother?"

"Hahaha..." Chen Dahai's hoarse voice could only let out a dry laugh. When he raised his head, the tears accumulated in the eye sockets flowed down from the corner of his eyes. He fell to the ground, but he kept laughing.

"My fault? Yes, I beat him and scolded him, but as soon as I saw him, I would remember that Shuzhen died because of him. If I could turn back time, I would let Shuzhen kill him without hesitation." child."

"Isn't he afraid of me? I tried to make him see me. I wanted to ask him if he was dead today, but I just squatted there and thought about it for a long time. If he died, Shuzhen would definitely not die." You will forgive me, his life was bought by Shuzhen."

"Even for what I did to him before, I won't say sorry to him," Chen Dahai got up from the ground and lowered his head decadently, "Chen Mo, take good care of him."

"As long as you don't come looking for him," Chen Mo said.

"No more," Chen Dahai staggered two steps and stopped, turned his upper body and said, "Chen Mo, your biological parents are in S City. I don't know what your mother's name is. I only know that your biological father It's called Yan Enping."

"Wait," Chen Mo frowned and immediately stopped him, "How do you know?"

"Forget it, today is the last time anyway," Chen Dahai said with a wry smile, "At the beginning, a boss surnamed Meng entrusted you to me, and I was just a handyman at that time. of."

"Meng? Meng Guojiang?" Xiao Yihan asked in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

"You know him? Oh... I heard that he is dead. He didn't get shot more than ten years ago, but now he's gone clean," Chen Dahai said.

"What else do you know?" The cold and clear words came from another person besides the three.

Meng Miao, who didn't know when she came over, was standing not far away with her hands in her pockets, looking at them. Her face was still haggard and her lips were pale. Come this way.

"About Meng Guojiang, what else do you know?" Meng Miao asked again.

Chen Dahai, who was wearing a military overcoat, looked him up and down, then leaned against the telephone pole behind him and raised his head, never expecting that one day he would be questioned by a group of little kids.

Chen Dahai took out a pack of crumpled soft packs of cigarettes from his coat pocket, took out the last one and put it in his mouth, then threw away the pack, took out the lighter and lit it without haste, raised his head and took two puffs .

"That happened more than ten years ago, but I will never forget that day. What happened at the fishing port that day, there was another man besides me, who was about my age, and only knew his surname was Xiao. The second son of the Yan family wanted to kill Meng Guojiang, but later a woman who ran out suddenly blocked the bullet, and if it wasn't for the boss of the Yan family who came to stop him, Meng Guojiang might not have lived for decades."

"Later, I took my family back to the countryside to hide, and the second son of the Yan family didn't seem to have any big movements since that day," Chen Dahai recalled smoking a cigarette by the side of the scene, and the smoke rings floated in front of his eyes and dispersed. Go, his wife and Meng Guojiang's wife, one died for her husband and the other died for her child.

You Xin remembers the scene at the pier that day, the rain fell heavily that day, as if it was specially arranged by God, trying to wash away the blood on the wooden board, but the heart-piercing crying still could not be washed away.

Under the torrential rain, Meng Guojiang hugged his dead wife's body. He couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on his face. He just cried out his dead wife's name desperately.

Shuyu.

Meng Guojiang had already seen his wife, and he should have done so long ago. Chen Dahai pushed away Meng Miao, who was still there, and the cold wind blowing the smoke rings behind his head, just in time to blow away this muddled day.

Xiao Yihan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the surname Xiao, but when he came back to his senses, Chen Dahai had disappeared. He looked at Meng Miao who was walking towards the community with stiff steps, and Chen Mo who had no emotion on the surface. , My heart is already a mess.

I don't know if the one Chen Dahai said is his father, but at least it can be concluded that Xiao Yuan must have something to hide from him.

"I never thought that things would be like this. For Chen Dahai, I suddenly couldn't hate him anymore. Maybe he is a good husband, but he is not a good father," Chen Mo said coldly.

He didn't ask Chen Dahai where he was going in the future, maybe just like what Chen Dahai said, we won't see each other again.

The cold wind was blowing on his face, but he didn't feel it. Chen Mo, who was about to walk into the community side by side with Xiao Yihan, suddenly stopped, frowned and turned around sharply, but he saw that there was no one there. Is it a hallucination caused by too much pressure recently?It always feels like someone is following them.

Xiao Yihan, who turned his head in unison, looked at the deserted surroundings, "Is it because the whole person is too tense recently?" After speaking, he rubbed his hands and hugged Chen Mo's head, and then began to massage his temples.

The cold wind outside was whistling, and it was only when I got home that my whole body began to warm up. There was still the uneaten breakfast on the table in the morning, but it was already cold now.

Chen Mo went straight to Chen Yan's room to pack the toiletries, while Xiao Yihan took off his thick coat and rolled up his sleeves, and began to clean up the tableware. The tableware in his hand had just been put into the sink. He was startled by the sound of the door closing.

Xiao Yihan put down the chopsticks in his hand, quickly took off his rubber gloves, and ran out to see what happened. As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Meng Miao who was running to the elevator.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yihan asked while putting on his shoes.

"Qiao Sangyu... is downstairs," Meng Miao turned to look at him, "Did you tell her the address of my hospital?"

"Well, if you didn't tell her about the scene at that time, she would really be unable to kneel down," Xiao Yihan said, "I'll be with you."

When he went downstairs with Meng Miao, he saw Qiao Sangyu standing downstairs looking up at their floor. His face was not as haggard as Meng Miao's, and his long hair was tied into a ponytail from behind.

"You shouldn't come, even if you said that all your hatred is only against Meng Guojiang, but Xiaorui has already left," Meng Miao stopped at the door of the floor, did not take a step forward, the wind blew through the bangs on her forehead Even with the hem of his clothes, he still stood there calmly.

"You know where she is," Qiao Sangyu said.

"Yes, I know, I won't blame you for everything about my sister, but I won't let her see you again," Meng Miao said, "You go."

"I won't go! If you don't tell Xiaorui where I'm going, I won't go anywhere," Qiao Sangyu suddenly shouted.

"Sister Sangyu, do you love her? It's not that I like her, but I love her," Xiao Yihan asked on the side.

But after this sentence, no one made a sound for a long time, and it was not until Xiao Yihan spoke again that the situation was broken, "Let's go."

"Why?" Qiao Sangyu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You hesitated," Xiao Yihan said, "Liking someone can be for a while, or for a period of time, but love is for a lifetime. You hesitated on this issue."

"Maybe you just miss the days when you were with Xiaorui, it's just that Xiaorui's sudden departure made you uncomfortable for a while." Xiao Yihan glanced at Qiao Sangyu who was standing in the wind, turned around and walked towards the floor, since he hesitated , there is no need to go on.

"It's cold, don't ask me where Xiaorui is going again," he vaguely heard Meng Miao say from behind just after he turned a corner, his voice was still very cold, maybe Mengrui's departure was right.

"I'll wait until you tell me, until you feel free to hand over Xiaorui to me. I will do what I promise," Qiao Sangyu's voice was louder than Meng Miao's, and he shouted with all his strength. After that, Meng Miao can only solve it by herself.

As soon as Xiao Yihan stepped on the threshold before returning home, he heard the elevator open. Meng Miao walked out exhausted, greeted him, and got into the opposite side.

When he entered, Chen Mo had already packed everything that needed to be packed, and sat on the chair waiting for him to come back to the hospital together. When he went out one after another, there was no movement on the opposite side except for the sound of the door closing just now.

Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo ate something casually on the way to the hospital, and then stayed in the hospital waiting for Chen Yan to pass the dangerous period.

Winter nights can't be as casual as before, when night fell, Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo left, and after an exhausting day, they fell into bed and fell asleep hugging each other.

The cold air seeped from the floor at night, Chen Mo, who was sleeping in Xiao Yihan's arms, suddenly sat up, and he could see his sweaty forehead by the moonlight.

"Have a nightmare?" Xiao Yihan woke up in a daze, rubbed his eyes, then sat up and reached out to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, and kissed him on the forehead, "It's okay."

Chen Mo heaved a breath of cold air before slowly calming down his jumping heart. It was a nightmare, right? In the picture was the man he saw under the street lamp that day, but what left a deep impression on him was the line on that man's face. Horrible scars.