When I woke up my girlfriend was gone

The night is thick, and there are a few stars hanging on the dark night, struggling to pierce the silence of the night, and pierce the haze covering Zuoyin's world.

"Xiaoyin, it's not your fault, don't think so."

Shen Qingzi's soft voice passed through Zuo Yin's ears and floated into her heart.

Zuo Yin forced a smile to show that she was okay, and said, "It's okay, I'll just hide a little faster in the future."

But the smile on the girl's face was extremely pale, unable to support what she wanted to express.

Shen Qingzi couldn't help stretching out her hand to help Zuo Yin shake the messy hair on the side of her face, her eyes and brows were full of distress, and she promised, "You can come to me for anything you encounter in the future."

Zuoyin tilted her head slightly and put her side face on Shen Qingzi's palm, loneliness forced her to get close to the warm palm that she could give.

She didn't know when she had completely trusted the person in front of her.

"Thank you."

Shen Qingzi helped Zuo Yin tidy up her hanging hair again, "It's getting late, go in and have a rest, your mother will wake up soon."

"Well, teacher, let's go back to rest too. I'm sorry to trouble you today." Zuo Yin nodded, her words were still dull, but she seldom showed her concern to others.

"I'll see you go in." Shen Qingzi said and walked towards Zuo Lan's ward with Zuo Yin.

Shen Qingzi watched Zuo Yin walk in, watching the girl's back gradually going away through the glass on the door.

There were many emotions in her eyes that even she couldn't understand.

It wasn't until the sound of a nurse pushing a cart was heard in the distance that Shen Qingzi left the hospital with her pockets in hand.

After Zhang Xia saw Zuo Yin coming back, she gave her a few words of advice and left. The huge ward was very quiet, and each bed with the curtain was a small guardian. Zuo Yin sat on the accompanying bed, The direction of the eyes was looking at Zuo Lan, but lost focus.

No matter how much she and Zuo Lan quarreled and quarreled on weekdays, the fetters deeply bound by blood could never be severed.

The guilt that was soothed by Shen Qingzi rose from Zuo Yin's heart again, why didn't she realize that Zuo Lan really drank too much that day.

As long as I still have this string in my heart, today's incident will not happen.

"Um……"

Just when Zuo Yin was blaming herself, Zuo Lan's groan came from the hospital bed.

Zuo Lan struggled to open her eyes. She looked at the turquoise curtain in her vision, and noticed the girl sitting on one side, "Zuo Yin?"

Zuo Yin suddenly pulled his gaze back to reality, "Are you awake?"

"En." Zuo Lan nodded, but felt that her throat was extremely sore.

Zuo Yin could see Zuo Lan's confusion, and explained: "Your stomach bleeds, Wei San burns your esophagus, don't talk."

"Ang." Zuo Lan nodded again, struggling to sit up from the bed, "What time is it?"

Zuo Yin glanced at the phone and said, "It's five o'clock, it's still early in the morning."

Zuo Lan seemed to remember something, and guessed expectantly: "I remember you came back, didn't you..."

"No." Zuo Yin replied decisively, "Aunt Zhang found out."

Hearing what Zuo Yin said, Zuo Lan leaned on the pillow behind her, raised her head and looked at the long strip of lights protruding from the white roof, and the chaotic memories were loaded out bit by bit.

Zuo Lan pulled Zuo Yin's arm violently, and lifted up her sleeves, there was none on the left, and she lifted the sleeve on the right.

The blood that flashed past in her memory congealed into a scar, stuck to her daughter's slender forearm, and slapped her hard.

"Does it hurt?" Zuo Lan asked.

"It's alright." Zuo Yin said as she pulled her arm out of Zuo Lan's hand, and put it on her lap unnaturally.

Zuo Lan: "Where have you been these two days?"

Zuo Yin didn't want to tell Zuo Lan that she lived at Shen Qingzi's house, so she lied: "Dormitory."

The ward suddenly fell silent.

Zuo Lan looked at the girl in front of her, wondering when she had grown so big.

Was the redness at the end of his eyes caused by the fact that he was sent to the first aid just now?

Zuo Lan took a light breath, and the deep breath followed by a confession fell into Zuo Yin's ears.

"Mom was wrong."

Zuo Yin's pupils shrank suddenly and looked at this woman who always said that I was your mother because she could never be wrong.

It was also the first time Zuo Lan apologized, clutching the quilt tightly on her body, she continued to speak: "Mom did something wrong this time, and I won't do it again in the future, you go home and clean up the house, throw away all the wine bottles, there is nothing left to drink Let's see if we can go back."

This person just couldn't speak, and when he talked, he became serious again.

Thinking about this, Zuo Yin smiled, "You are ordering me to work."

Zuo Lan couldn't help but retorted: "Anyway, some of the wine is still unopened, can't you save some money for your old lady? Also, the money for selling the wine is to be brought to me."

"Well, bring me a change of clothes by the way."

Sure enough, within two seconds of being sensational, Zuo Lan returned to her previous appearance.

Zuo Yin has also changed from being astonished just now to becoming a habit. Compared with Zuo Lan, who was full of guilt and really looked like a mother just now, she still prefers this domineering woman.

It's just that their mother and daughter have been getting along for nearly 20 years, and they have long been used to it.

"Where's the smoke?" Zuo Yin asked intentionally.

Zuo Lan pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, "Hurry up, your old lady can smoke!"

"It's rare that you still count." Zuo Yin smiled, stood up and tucked the quilt for Zuo Lan.

She was still worried about Zuo Lan, so she tucked in the quilt and sat down on the chair beside her, not intending to leave at all.

"Tsk, why don't you leave, kid?" Zuo Lan hurriedly said, "Don't guard me here, I'm fine, I can't die."

"Let's go after dawn." Zuoyin said, she would lie down on the narrow escort bed with slippers.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Lan stretched out her hand to stop Zuo Yin, and said, "Go back to sleep, you are scary here. Don't worry, I finally survived, and tomorrow I will be scared to death by your dead face when I open my eyes."

Zuo Yin's face darkened several times, and he stood up from the bed, "You said that."

"Yeah." Zuo Lan covered herself with a quilt as she spoke, "But remember to come and see me when you wake up."

Zuo Yin patted Shen Qingzi's coat on her arm, and let out an "ang".

Zuo Lan looked at Zuo Yin's leaving back, moved her lips a few times, and couldn't help calling: "Zuo Yin."

Zuo Yin immediately stopped lifting the curtain, turned to look at Zuo Lan, "What's wrong?"

Zuo Lan licked her moist lips, and said casually, "I'm almost out of phone bills."

Zuo Yin knew that Zuo Lan was just a little bit reluctant to bear herself, but this woman was so stubborn, she rushed her to leave.

She looked at Zuo Lan, her tone softened a lot: "I see, you should have a good rest."

After saying that, the green curtain rippled slightly, and Zuo Yin also disappeared from Zuo Lan's sight.

The city at this point has begun to gradually wake up.

Zuo Yin wore Shen Qingzi's coat, and walked slowly from the bus station back to the alley where her home was located in the cold morning wind.

The girl's lonely and dark shadow is elongated by the dim light and projected on the stone brick road covered with moss.

She looked at the old locust tree standing in the distance in the twilight morning light, and felt that Zuo Lan was really not good at anything except for her high vision in oil painting.

This is the way you look at a man, and it is the same way you look at a house.

At the beginning, Zuo Lan bought such a valuable old townhouse with the last sum of money that Grandpa Zuo gave her, thinking that she would make a fortune waiting for the government to demolish it.In the end, all the surrounding houses were demolished, but her place was turned into a historically protected building, which could not be demolished or sold. It was useless except to be a refuge for the two of them.

"You're so stupid." Zuo Yin wrapped Shen Qingzi's coat around her, uttered a mocking sentence, and saw a rare smile on her face.

The home is still the same as when we left, but it is not quite the same as when we left.

The old window frames were replaced by aluminum alloy anti-theft windows. Although the living room still had beer bottles scattered everywhere, it was cleaned up a lot.Zuo Yin looked at the oil painting neatly placed on one side, and the figure of Zuo Lan tidying up the house appeared in front of his eyes.

A messy person like her would even take the initiative to tidy up the house one day.

For some reason, Zuo Yin not only didn't feel that it violated harmony, but also felt that this was what Zuo Lan should have been like in the first place.

Her mother was once a young lady who was loved by her father.

Thinking of this, Zuo Yin stepped on the repaired stairs to the second floor.

The airy studio was renovated, and new wallpaper was pasted in his own room, and the quilt on the bed was soft and fluffy, as if it had just been exposed to the sun.

This crazy woman has always made her love and hate.

Zuo Yin sighed and lay down on the quilt.

"Buzz."

At this time, the phone in Zuo Yin's pocket vibrated, and Shen Qingzi's rabbit head jumped out.

[Auntie is awake? 】

Zuo Yin turned over from the bed, and replied: 【Wake up. 】

Shen Qingzi: 【Then you should have a good rest and don't catch a cold. 】

【I'm at home now, helping my mother pack some things and take them to the hospital. 】Zuo Yin replied.

Shen Qingzi leaned against the head of the bed and frowned, 【Are you going back now? 】

【No, I'll go after I wake up. 】Zuo Yin replied.

Shen Qingzi's brows gradually loosened, 【Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. 】

Zuoyin's screen then received a goodbye emoji of a little rabbit rolling away, and her exhaustion from walking all the way back was melted away by Shen Qingzi's rabbit.

The chat between the two ended silently in this way, Zuo Yin turned his head slightly and saw Shen Qingzi's khaki coat on the bedside.

The mobile phone placed aside was still on the chat interface between her and Shen Qingzi.

She should have gone back early, hasn't she slept yet?

Are you waiting for yourself?

The girl turned around secretly and hugged the dress in her arms. The faint fragrance of irises has not yet dissipated, and it lingered around the girl, as if the hug at the end of the corridor hadn't ended yet.

Xu Shi was too tired after running around all day, and within a moment Zuo Yin fell asleep in this gentle warmth with this unanswered question.