delicate flowers and weeds

When Tang Hua woke up again, it had been nearly half a month.

Without knowing it, his birthday passed like this.

Tang Mu’s coming-of-age ceremony planning, which used to be full of two volumes, is still lost in the dust of time. Those imagined halls full of guests and guests like clouds did not come, and some of them just frequently ran to the Buddhist temple hospital.

Everything in the hospital is white and serious. Sometimes standing in the corridor and seeing the old man dying, she would feel a little unreasonable fear. This kind of fear is hazy and ready to go. Like when she was at home, she never thought about losing her beloved little son.

This is a place where people can discard all preconceptions.

Sometimes Mother Tang would even think: Xiao Huaer, as long as you wake up and you can live, mother will promise you anything.

Dr. Zhao sent Tang Hua back to the past through time and space.

But that past was too close. When Tang Hua passed, Chen Yunjiao had already been injected with half of the XH toxin. Although he had the vaccine in his body, he passed out immediately.

After four rounds of doctor's examinations, the hospital's top management worked overtime overnight for meetings, and finally issued a solid report.Translated into vernacular: The young master has been poisoned by an unknown poison, but thanks to his strong will to survive, he is still holding his breath.They will work hard to study such beautiful words as detoxification, but there is no guarantee of the result.

Tang Jing threw the report in the trash can on the spot, suppressed the anger all over her body and said to the little sister at the front desk who came to deliver the report: "This is not written by you, I will not make things difficult for you, tell me where the board office is."

Then came the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong from the boardroom.

No one knows what happened inside, but the auntie of the Ministry of Environment who is in charge of cleaning is busy up and down, and the garbage bags are full of residues from high-end desks.

Fei Cao went out once during this period.

He was like an ignorant walking dead, completely hanging on his breath and acting on instinct, doing what he thought of, completely out of control.

At that time, Tang Xing slapped him hard, and asked him hysterically with the sound of crying and grief: "You disaster star, why did you come to provoke my brother? What are you doing here? Get out of here!" !"

Fei Cao didn't feel any pain, or in other words, the child had lost the ability to perceive the outside world.

His sight turned into a dot, staring straight at Tang Hua who was still lying on the hospital bed, except for Tang Hua, he couldn't see anything.

Tang Xing's slap awakened some of his remaining consciousness.

He stood up straight, then turned and walked away.

The eldest lady was furious from behind, and she took out a vase from the side and threw it at it: "Get out and don't come in again. Little Hua'er is here today because of you. You don't want to appear in front of our Tang family in your life."

Fei Cao was completely indifferent.

It's just that some residual sound remained in his ears, Fei Cao thought coldly: If Tang Hua died, how could he still have this life.

Fei Cao was going to deal with Chen Yunjiao.

When people are most sad, they will lose the power of hatred. From Tanghua's collapse to being sent to the hospital, Fei Cao never gave Chen Yunjiao a look.

And when he reacts, he will completely cut off Chen Yunjiao's way.

The hospital came and went, and it was so lively that it didn't look like a place of life and death.

The ward where Tang Hua lived was on the top floor, but even for a rich man, his eyes were pale, and the smell in his nose was no different from that of ordinary disinfectant.

You see, in the face of life and death, rich and poor are so equal.

Fei Cao failed to enter the ward when she came back.

Xu Duanhong stood in the doorway, earnestly but with an unbearable expression: "Fei Cao, Xing Xing is very angry now. Tang Hua's body looks like that. You should understand how a sister feels. She will be even angrier when you go in."

He was in a dilemma. He felt that what he said was cruel and mean, and put himself in his own shoes. If one day it was Tang Xing who was lying in the ward, but someone stopped him from entering, Xu Duanhong thought, maybe he would destroy the whole hospital.

But Fei Cao nodded without hesitation.

He turned sideways to the long bench directly opposite the window of the ward, put his elbows on his knees and propped his cheeks, and stared at Tang Hua on the bed without blinking.

He doesn't care where he is, what the situation is.

It seemed that there was only one thing left in life: staring at Tang Hua.

Tang Jing was sitting opposite Fei Cao, he rubbed his temples with his hands, hoping to relieve the swelling of his dimples, and half awake, he began to seriously look at the person in front of him with the help of the porch lamp.

In fact, Feicao grows very well, and belongs to the one who stands out from the crowd at a glance.He has the worst life experience, the hardest character, the smartest brain, and the specific gentleness in the silent place.

Such a person is very popular in business and politics. To be honest, if he didn't want to abduct the pig from the cabbage in his own field, Tang Jing should appreciate him very much.

Tang Jing asked: "Little Hua'er knelt in the ancestral hall for two days after she came out, where were you at that time?"

Fei Cao didn't give the slightest thought to the external environment, these words didn't shake his dusty world.

Tang Jing twitched the corners of her mouth and continued, "I've never seen my younger brother like that. The family dotes on him very much. From childhood to adulthood, let alone a hunger strike, even if he ate two bites of food, my mother would think about him. Are you in a bad mood today..."

Fei Cao suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

His lips were pale, and the tightness and unconscious biting made some blood stained on it, but even the color of the blood was weak and haggard.

It hardly looked like a newly grown child.

Tang Jing asked, "I'm sorry for what?"

Fei Cao said: "It's obvious that I'm here... and still make things like this, let Xiao Hua'er suffer this kind of punishment for nothing."

"... Forget it, it's useless to say that." Tang Jing said, "A word of 'I'm sorry' is not enough for me, and it's not enough for Tang's family."

Fei Cao raised his head slowly, with an unfathomable expression on his face, he said softly: "I know, but I must say, this is not my explanation to your Tang family."

Tang Jing didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

I heard Fei Cao continue to say: "I was thinking just now, why did I feel that I would rather not know Tang Hua for a moment before. If he hadn't met me, he would not have encountered these bad things. He is still The young master of the Tang family, with his father and brother supporting him, will live happily all his life, and nothing can hurt him."

Fei Cao paused for a moment, and her voice became deeper and deeper: "This is what all of you think, it's not surprising, but what's strange is that I also had this idea just now. It doesn't seem like me...but it's also Fortunately, I thought about it this way, and I realized that I can't accept a life without Tanghua at all, not even a second!"

Fei Cao leaned against the glass, raised her eyes and looked over: "So, my explanation to your Tang family is: I want to be with Tang Hua, life and death will be together, and no matter who opposes, I will not back down in the slightest. If he is alive, I will take him away, whether to go abroad or stay in Nancheng, no matter what others think, I will marry him. If he dies, I will not live anymore, and I will do whatever you want , you don’t have to bury us together, but it’s up to you to take my ashes away.”

Tang Jing felt for a moment that his good upbringing had been fed to the dogs, and was defeated by this kind of "rogue" declaration. He raised his eyebrows coldly and almost yelled out.

The swear word spun around in his throat, but he still didn't spit it out in the end, and the twirling added a bit of sadness.

He didn't know what to say for a while: "You are... you are..."

In the end, what Tang Jing said was: "I really don't know what my brother likes about you!"

When Xu Duanhong helped Tang Xing to cover his eyes, Tang Hua became a bit fragmented.

He heard a slight vibrato coming from the bathroom. It was his sister crying in her fiancé's arms, with a hoarse voice: "What to do, Duanhong...my brother...he's still so young, he's going to die soon birthday..."

Tang Hua suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

During this period of time, consciousness fell on the ground like a broken bronze mirror, one piece here, one piece there, Tang Hua woke up while sleeping, his face turned pale, his figure became obviously thinner, and he looked in a very good state. Difference.

After he managed to gather his scattered consciousness, the first sentence he could speak was: "Fei Cao..."

Tang Xing, who stayed with the bed nurse all the time: her face turned black immediately.

The fist is hardened at once!

Tang Xing didn't know whether to be angry or happy, tears hung from the corners of her eyes for a quarter of an hour, and then she wanted to laugh again at the corners of her mouth for a second, her exquisite facial features twitched twice, dangling wildly on the verge of a stroke.

After Xu Duanhong rubbed his hands to warm them up, he held Tang Xing's face with the palm of his hand, rubbed it carefully, and gradually passed the temperature, half annoyed and half distressed: "It's hard to wake up one at home, don't get sick again."

Tang Xing, who was so emotional that she almost had facial cramps: ...

After Tang Xing came back slowly, she whispered a few words to Xu Duanhong, and then the other party nodded, and pushed the door out, leaving room for the siblings.

Taking an apple from the table, Tang Xing sighed while peeling it: "Little Hua'er, you finally woke up, I thought...why did you insist on getting involved in Fei Cao's matter? If it wasn't for him, that Chen family's private How could the birth girl touch a finger of yours."

The corners of her eyes were red and swollen, and filled with bloodshot eyes. Even if she tried her best to cover it up, she could tell that the owner of the eyes had a bad life recently.

Tang Hua hugged her, and her voice connected into a thread, piercing Tang Xing's ear directly: "Sister, I love you."

Before Tang Xing had time to react, she heard the little bastard in her arms continue to say: "I love my parents, my brother, and everyone in my family, but I also love Fei Cao."

Tang Xing tried to reason with him: "Chen Yunjiao is in prison, do you know who sent her there? Xiao Hua'er, your boyfriend is not a simple person, and my sister doesn't talk about his family background, but he is, very dangerous."

Tang Hua hooked the corners of her lips: "I know. I know everything."

Tang Xing still wanted to say something, the little bastard rubbed her arms, then raised his head, his eyes sparkled: "Sister, I know what you want to say, but it's my birthday, I'm mine, I want to choose by myself My own way. Sister, you and Mr. Xu have been going around for so many years, I don’t want me and Fei Cao to go your way too, sister, I’ve been reincarnated on the circle of life and death, I’m all Fei Cao in my dreams, I won't let go of his hand, even if he wants it, I don't want it either."