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Cola woke up on a snowy day.

The white gauze curtains were opened, and outside the big windows, there was a sky full of white snow and a blue-gray sky, green pine and holly roofs and roads, and all the places that used to have colors were covered with snowflakes, thick and solid Above, the pressed branches creaked and screamed.

The sky is an endless road, connected to the snowflakes in the distance, Cola feels that there is a cold net in the sky, falling from the sky, covering the whole world in a cold color, so heavy that people can't breathe.

She kept her head sideways, and from the moment she woke up, she didn't know how long she stared out of the window, maybe it was just a few minutes, maybe a few hours, maybe it was a long and continuous period of time.

Wearing a large blue and white hospital gown, her body appeared to be even thinner, and the quilt covered her body, and her body was almost invisible.

Slowly, the person on the bed moved his fingers, the middle finger slightly bent, then the index finger, the thumb, and finally, the right arm was lifted up, slowly and with difficulty, brushing against his abdomen tremblingly.

flat.

Almost immediately, Cola's tears slid down without warning, she didn't cry out loud, she didn't even turn her head to look at her stomach, he still lay on the bed sideways and looked at the scenery outside the window, Desolate and lonely.

Just like three days ago.

The first snow in early spring is also the last snow in winter. It has hardly stopped since it started three days ago.

Ever since she decided not to have this child, since the time of the operation was confirmed, Cola has never woken up in a nightmare. She always dreamed of a limp child asking her why she didn't want him anymore.

She never saw the appearance of the child clearly, but she knew that it was their child.When she wanted to walk over to hold his hand, he ran towards the side with the light without saying a word, so fast that she couldn't catch up no matter how hard she ran.She chased all the way, even when she knocked down and bled, she continued to chase indifferently, never stopped chasing, but she never touched the child's hand, not even a piece of clothes.

Quan Zhilong always heard Cola wake up from screaming every night, and then his eyes were full of sadness and trembling.She always refused to answer when he asked her, so he could only hug her tightly and tell her that no matter how much you lose, there is always someone by your side.

There is really very little he can do, he can't hurt for her, can't feel sorry for her.He can do a lot, he will kiss her wound when she is in pain, he will hold her and weep together when she is sad.

Cola knows that she can't go on like this, this man has endured no less than her, and this man's sadness is no less than hers.She can be sad, but sad must not last forever.

In the same snowy day, Cola was tightly wrapped by Quan Zhilong, and he got into the car.Quan Zhilong was driving the car with one hand, and his right hand tightly held Cola's left hand, just like this, he could draw strength from the other person's body, even if the two of them were almost unable to hold on now, but thinking of each other , seems to have the strength to continue to support it.

The car passed the greenhouse, the building, the record store, the flower field, the village, the concrete road, and the country road. After walking for an unknown amount of time, it finally arrived at the destination.

The building is solemn and solemn, the ground paved with green grass, the white marble gate, and a small house standing in front of the gate, other than that, it is barren.

Nanshan Cemetery.

Cola can bear to kill this child, but she can't bear her baby being thrown in an unknown corner like garbage.Even before the two came, they made a wooden box with their own hands, which could... put their baby's body down and let him sleep peacefully.

Cola was led by Quan Zhilong to her baby's tombstone, and after seeing the white words on the black base, she couldn't help crying anymore.

Whimpering, her voice was weak and sad, as if she was struggling to squeeze out from the slit in her throat, she really didn't want to cry, she agreed not to make the man next to her sad, but how can a person keep his emotions so rationally, Especially at this moment.

"Cry, cry." As if he knew Cola's feelings, Quan Zhilong hugged her and let her lean on his shoulders gently, with his arms around him, afraid that the bad weather would make Cola feel bad The body is even worse.

Cola couldn't help crying anymore, the tears even soaked Quan Zhilong's thick cotton coat, and dripped into his neck along the scarf.

The handwriting on the tombstone is not very beautiful, even uneven. Originally, a master was supposed to engrave the words, but when the tombstone was finished, Quan Zhilong insisted on carving it himself.

He once thought that if he had a child, he would definitely teach his child to sing and let his child dance. He also imagined an interesting scene where two people, one big and one small, performed together. He thought that he would give him best for kids.

But now the only thing he can do is to carve a tombstone for him.

Cola squatted down, biting her lower lip tightly, and Quan Zhilong held her arms worriedly, and squatted beside her.

"Originally he should live in a spacious and bright room, but now he can only sleep in this dark and narrow underground. What should I do, Zhilong, my heart is so painful that I can't breathe."

Cola leaned on Quan Zhilong's body, looked down at her stomach, one day later, their baby will bid farewell to them forever.

Quan Zhilong didn't speak, but the hand holding Cola was tight again, and after a while, he heard him speak.

"If we all leave this world, then let the baby's younger brothers and sisters scatter the ashes of the three of us in the sea together."

"Keke." Hearing these words, Cola smiled, "Then we can be together forever."

"Well, together forever."

Cola reached out and fumbled for the words on the tombstone. The uneven grooves had been washed away by the snow and became smooth.

You are our angel, though you never came.

Father Kwon Ji-yong Mother Choi Ji-won

Cola was injected with anesthesia and pushed into the operating room. She lay lifeless on the bed with her eyes closed tightly, clearly falling asleep. From Quan Zhilong's eyes, she seemed to be dead. Unconsciously, he jumped violently.

It was the most helpless two hours of his life, sitting in the cold and hard corridor of the hospital, he didn't want to sit on the soft soft stool that was so well decorated, he would make him feel like sitting Like a nail board, only this coldness can keep him awake and stop his wild thoughts.

When the operating light went out, Quan Zhilong only got a word from the doctor that "the operation was very successful", and he didn't even see what the cola looked like. He only saw the nurses pushing the cola into the ward.

He stood in a daze, watching a group of people rushing into an intensive care unit with hospital beds, and wanted to rush in, but was told that they could not visit now and were turned away.

Quan Zhilong took a deep breath and wanted to take out a cigarette from his pants, but he remembered that it was a hospital and he hadn't smoked for a long time.

Finally, a nurse called him into the operating room.

When he saw the baby's body that had already formed, tears could no longer hold back from his eyes. He subconsciously wanted to hold back, but found that Cola was not there, so he let the tears flow out unscrupulously.Unable to restrain the trembling all over his body, he took the child from the nurse's hand mechanically and sluggishly.

Of course, the accompanying nurse knew about this famous couple. Seeing Quan Zhilong's anxious and desperate eyes, he couldn't bear it. When he knew that they wanted to take the baby's body back, he cleaned the baby specially. Seeing Quan Zhilong holding the child in both hands, he couldn't help but twitch his nose.

The baby who was born covered in blood is now clean, and can even see the outline, nose and eyes. If it can grow up, I don't know who it will look like.Holding him, Quan Zhilong could only feel that the box in his hand became soft and warm, even a little hot, slowly threatening to burn him.

Unable to look any longer, he slammed the lid of the box closed and lowered his head. No one could clearly see his expression. Only big drops of tears dripped from his buried hair, soaking the box. Slice after slice.

At first, she just held the box and wept silently, but at some point, she became weak and knelt on the ground crying, holding the box tightly in her hands, just like holding a cola.

The nurse had already gone out and closed the door, leaving only Quan Zhilong holding their baby alone, shedding the tears that he had held back for the past few days, he could only see through the glass on the door of the operating room and the music indistinctly. That thin and trembling back.

Cola's anesthetic and sedative effects finally ended overnight, anticipating when Cola would wake up, Quan Zhilong ran to buy breakfast and porridge.When I came back, I saw such a scene of Cola staring out the window blankly.Following her gaze, she saw children wearing colorful packages running wildly, playing snowball fights and building snowmen one after another, their little faces flushed from the cold, still holding the snowball in their hands.

Quan Zhilong was about to cry, but held back when Cola felt someone looking back.

"Zhiyuan." He walked forward, knelt on the side of the hospital bed, brushed Cola's cheek with his right hand, and gently stroked her cheekbones that were so thin that they protruded.

"Tell me, is it because our baby is so cute that God refuses to let him go." Cola looked at Quan Zhilong with a smile, with sadness in her eyes, but more hope.

"Yes." Quan Zhilong resisted the soreness of his nose, swallowed the tears he wanted to shed, and spit out the word gently from his throat. "Our baby..." In one sentence, without saying a few words, he choked up countless times, "It must be too cute, so God must have him to accompany him."

"Then, will he be good to our baby?" Cola asked, frowning again thinking of something.

"Yes, I will." Quan Zhilong approached Cola, and put her forehead against her forehead, the two pairs of pupils collided into each other's eyes together, and both saw the tears streaming from the corners of both sides' eyes.

Wet the cheeks.

The author has something to say: It’s really too bad, I just finished coding this chapter... I haven’t figured out how to write Baby Fanwai yet, let’s update the text first today.And by the way, help me think of a child's name, you can't afford to be hurt by incompetence.

In the next chapter, the two are about to cheer up! TAT, Wuli Cheng'er's car accident is about to happen, but this matter will definitely be resolved, and Wuli Cheng'er cannot be hurt!