On the bone

The head is too messy, like a bunch of threads that cannot be untied. It was originally a loose knot, but the more anxious it became, the more difficult it was to find the head, and finally it became a dead knot.

Feeling of nowhere to go, unrelieved depression, Ning Huiran looked at any place but did not look at Mu Mingyi's face... To no avail, he still couldn't calm down, rubbed his face vigorously, and ran back to lie on the sofa .

With his forehead on his knees, Ning Huiran closed his eyes, and used the darkness to force himself to calm down. The surroundings were completely dark, and there was no longer a shadow of Xinhai. It was all Mu Mingyi, which was too abnormal...

It's not right not to want to be intentional, damn it.

Ning Huiran slammed his forehead against his knee—no matter what the truth is, he must at least retain his sanity.

Yu Li said that this person has been a monk, which means that he has not been in a relationship for a long time, not to mention that he is in the circle of flamboyant appearance and sensuality, like Guo Xiaoxian's animal duo will run out at every opportunity Wave after wave, how could an adult male casually lose all four things...

It's not impossible, not only can it be done, but also very well, and the time is still...

……

Depend on.

His forehead hit his knee again, Ning Huiran continued to calm down, someone fiddled with his hair, he raised his head, and in front of an empty ashtray, Mu Mingyi sat on the ground leaning on the sofa, next to his leg, with his arm resting on the Standing up on one knee, flicking the ashes with one hand.

Soot was flying, falling lightly, trousers, carpet, Ning Huiran's slippers... everywhere, Mu Mingyi's shoulders were not so wide, not so thick, it was a part that would not be noticed, but it was different at this moment, Ning Hui However, looking at it, I always feel thin and weak, and I look thinner than usual.

"Are you married?" Ning Huiran unconsciously gritted his teeth at the beginning of this sentence.

"No."

"Ever married?"

Mu Mingyi took a drag on his cigarette and said, "No."

Taking a deep breath, Ning Huiran still wanted to confirm his thoughts first: "Aai and you... are..."

"He is my son." Mu Mingyi replied.

Just thinking like this, but still can't accept this 100% affirmative tone that doesn't give a hint of reversal, Ning Huiran held his head, and after a long time muffled his voice: "... such an old son, how good are you? ah?"

"eighteen."

Ning Huiran raised his face. He didn't know what he was like. Judging from Mu Mingyi's eyes, he couldn't be much better. This man couldn't smoke any slower, and the ashes piled up unscrupulously, as if stuck in his heart. The stagnation that gets rid of will only accumulate and become unbearable.

"I had just entered the art school, and I met a senior who was three years older than me. She was timid and timid. Most of the time she didn't like to talk, that is to say, she kept a low voice. She was shy towards everyone and blushed... "

A faint voice came from Mu Mingyi, Ning Huiran listened in a daze, and unconsciously sketched an image in his mind as he watched the figure leaning on the sofa.

"Like..." Ning Huiran licked his lips, "Like Xia Pei..."

Didn't hear the other party's voice, only saw Mu Mingyi lower his head, the hair on the back of his neck moved accordingly, Ning Huiran sat on the other side of the sofa so that he could see Mu Mingyi's face, Even if it's just a profile.

"Later we were together, and we separated not long after, there was no particular reason, I was young and naive, I didn't know how to love, and I couldn't love, I was twisted no matter what, I was awkward in everything, every little thing made me feel like I was the second child I can't take it anymore, it seems like the whole world owes me..." Squeezing out the cigarette butt, Mu Mingyi didn't smoke any more, and pushed away the ashtray: "We quarreled fiercely last time, she was very sad, and she wanted to part with me for a while. Quiet, I didn't care at that moment, I didn't take her seriously, I also contacted her in the middle, a few messages, a few phone calls, very few." He stopped, and after a while, Mu Mingyi said: "One A year and a half later, I got word of her death."

Heart tightened suddenly, Ning Hui sat up straight.

"I went to the funeral. I only knew that she died of illness. I don't know the details. After another half a year, one of my children came to me and said that there was a medical case in their hospital. By chance, he found out that the case was my former daughter. friend."

"What... what?!" Ning Huiran raised his voice.

"A highly malignant endometrial cancer, the survival rate is almost zero, because it is too rare, Union Hospital was admitted for treatment immediately, when she was three months pregnant."

Mu Mingyi swallowed his throat, he never looked at Ning Huiran, staring somewhere:

"If she doesn't continue to conceive, she may still have a few months, if she gives birth, she will be at any time..." Mu Mingyi buried his face in his arms, his eyelashes drooping deeply: "Ah Ai, she left after a hundred days. "

"She is afraid of pain, and she will tremble with fear when taking blood during the physical examination. She is very soft-hearted, and she is not willing to step on an ant when she walks. On rainy days, she will deliberately move the snails and earthworms at her feet to the side of the road to protect them from other pedestrians. Stepped on...she was very confused, and only discovered this accident when she had a pregnancy reaction."

"Several times, she has spoken several times, but she can't speak when she hears my voice... She is afraid that I will take her to have an abortion, and the little life growing in her body will hold her, and she won't let go... the whole pregnancy She's in the hospital, I don't know about it, I don't believe anything she says..." Mu Mingyi curled up his lips, and smiled wryly: "She didn't look for me much until she left."

Wanting to move his fingers, he realized that the side of the sofa was so stiff that he couldn't move, his entire arm was made of wood. Ning Huiran slipped out of the sofa to the ground, and the two of them sat around a pile of ashes.

"The mobile phone recorded everything she said to me. From the time she found out she was pregnant to... the last time she was able to speak, she kept talking to me on the mobile phone."

—Mu Mu, I have...a baby!You, you you... God, me, me, me...

—Oh, I didn’t say it again, you have to know what will happen...Probably, it’s impossible to ask for it, let me think about Mu Mu again...ah, it’s annoying, I feel like vomiting.

—I am very sick, Mu Mu, I can't tell you now... The little baby just wants it, anyway... I can't live, so let him come to this world, okay?

—It hurts, it hurts, I don’t want to be pregnant anymore...I don’t want him, I don’t want to...live, I don’t want my mother, I don’t want Mumu...It’s too uncomfortable, Mumu, let me die...OK...

—I was talking nonsense yesterday, Mu Mu, don’t listen, they are going to have an early dissection...they say I might not last...I can see the baby tomorrow, the doctor said I can touch his little hands and feet...ahhhh , will it be so small, so small, and fleshy, hee hee...

——Mu Mu, I can't say... words, even if I can't breathe... it hurts... I have to go... the baby is very good... I will miss... him, if... if... I said... just in case... ...you get the idea...don't freak out...

forgive me.

Love Mumu.

……

"I'm too bad." Watching Mu Mingyi turn his face away and look at him with the red and moist eye sockets that he saw for the first time, Ning Huiran's eyes turned red unconsciously.

The author says:

Because the number of words is not touching enough, it will be updated tomorrow.