after the canary left

The curtains in the ward were closed tightly, not even the bright moonlight could leak in.

Meng Shuqiao suffered from severe blood loss and lack of pheromones. His abdomen became a burden to his life, a thorn hidden in his heart, and he would not live long if he was cut off.

The operation was scheduled for the early hours of the night, and the doctors had an emergency meeting to formulate a plan.

Occasionally, a nurse would come in to check his vital signs. Although his current condition is very unsuitable for surgery, it needs to be done anyway. The bleeding cannot be stopped, and his heart cannot bear it.

Ji Chengzhuo sat on the edge of the hospital bed, gently took his hand and put it on the tip of his nose, smelling the orange blossom fragrance on his body seemed to be gradually dissipating.

The anesthetic made Meng Shuqiao's consciousness unclear. He woke up in a daze in the middle of the night, and even the ceiling he entered was distorted, as if he was dancing and turning, forming a devil's trap.

He thought it was a dream, his tired eyes could hardly be opened, the ventilator covering his face was in operation, it was pitch black, and the figure beside the bed was blurry.

paste.

Cheng Zhuo..." His index finger moved slightly, his eyes were blocked by eyelashes, and he could hardly see the man's face clearly.

"En." Ji Chengzhuo's voice was a little hoarse, he took a deep breath, and wanted to call a doctor.

Meng Shuqiao's little hand held his index finger tightly, and he suddenly didn't want to move, but just moved closer, wanting to kiss him.

With the oxygen mask separated, he could only get slightly closer to Meng Shuqiao's face.

Sun Henan asked him to give him some pheromones in the ward for comfort.

Because he swallowed a lot of painkillers, if there is no anesthetic, he will always be in pain, only pheromones.

Ji Chengzhuo's whole body was covered in shadows, his handsome face was vague and unclear.

Meng Shuqiao thought she was dreaming, and reached out to touch his face: "It hurts so much..."

He was in so much pain, it spread from his abdomen to his fingertips, and he even had the illusion that he was about to fall asleep in the next second.

"I know, I know..." Ji Chengzhuo frowned slightly, wanting to give him more pheromones, as long as it would reduce the pain.

"It would be fine if it wasn't a dream. Brother Cheng Zhuo wouldn't be right... Qiao Qiao is like this... He wouldn't..." His breathing was weak, and even his voice was weak.

Floating in the air, every sentence is like a last breath.

Ji Chengzhuo slowly watched his tears flow from the end of his eyes into his hair with soft eyes, crystal clear like stars in the night.

How old is he?

If he is a normal person, at his age, he should enjoy his youthful time in school and experience the most carefree life.

Instead of lying here like now, even moving his fingers feels pain, and he is eager to see through the square villa he once hid in.

Just like what Xu Shengze said, he relied on the omega's liking and silly preference to bully him unscrupulously.

Ji Chengzhuo twitched the corner of his mouth lightly. He didn't want to scare him. In a few hours, the villain in front of him would be pushed into the operating room and the life in his body would be taken away.

He lightly pressed Meng Shuqiao's side face, rubbed the tip of his nose, and asked gently why it was a dream. "

"Brother Cheng Chen doesn't like me..." He pouted, a wry smile appeared on his pale face, as if it was no longer sweet.

Meng Shuqiao didn't drink water for a long time, and her speech was intermittent and hoarse.

Ji Chengzhuo took off the oxygen mask, dipped a cotton swab in water, and fed him gently like the nurse before: "Don't move."

The villain lying on the bed wanted to open his eyes so much, he seemed to underestimate the gentle appearance of the man in front of him.

He was sure that this was a dream, because he had seen such a gentle Ji Chengzhuo in his dream, and he would kiss him, or ruffle his hair like he had seen when he was a child.

Outside the window, there was a huge moon, as if another heavy snow was about to fall.

The light that penetrated slightly from the curtains seemed to be the light around the gods at this moment. Meng Shuqiao remembered that it seemed that wishes could be made in dreams.

He stretched out his little hand, ignoring the pain of the indwelling needle, pulled Ji Chengzhuo's cuff, and said slowly, Brother Chengzhuo, can you... touch him?Can you... touch it. "

Ji Chengzhuo looked at his pale face and eyes that could hardly be opened, and vaguely hid the blurred eyes: "Okay."

The night was too dark, Meng Shuqiao's little hand gently pulled him to cover the raised arc, and there was a kind of vine spreading wildly in his heart, with thorns taking root.

Meng Shuqiao laughed through tears, rubbing his other hand like a kitten, I only have a baby, brother Cheng Zhuo... Qiaoqiao knows you are lying..."

"Are you lying..."

That's right, he, Ji Chengchen, is a liar who plays with emotions. Seeing him covered in bruises and blood, he was forced to have no way out.

"Well, I heard... Brother Cheng Chen has many, many, but I have nothing..." He spoke intermittently, with a crying voice: "Don't take my baby away, okay..."

He is as humble as dust.

Some people say that pride is like the sun, but love can be dust.

Meng Shuqiao also has his pride, he is like an optimistic little sun, and he is also proud that he can be the father of a child.

He has no one. Since his mother passed away, the only family he has is with him.

"Baby is so good, touch it..."

Ji Chengzhuo knew the result clearly, but he still followed his heart and gently stroked his abdomen, his eyes turned red: "Well, be good."

"In the future, he will definitely be like Brother Cheng Chen..."

"Why are you like me?" he asked.

Meng Shuqiao's eyes narrowed with a smile, the little moon-like eyes are soft like I'm a little idiot, Brother Cheng Chen doesn't like it..."

Ji Chengchen's heart almost choked with his words, his obedience and obedience almost suffocated him: "Whoever said it, even a fool would like it."

Meng Shuqiao shook her head no... he wouldn't. "

He was half asleep, half awake, talking a lot. He told about everything he had dreamed about, but he only said that today's dream was the happiest, because it was too real, Ji Chengchen was so real that he couldn't believe it, but it was impossible for this man to treat him so well.

He said I really wish it was a girl, Jojo dreamed about it, she was wearing a pink dress, she was so soft... took my hand and called me daddy, and asked Jojo not to want her... How could Jojo not want her What about her? "

In his dream, he dreamed of this child countless times. He wanted a family of three, and a happiness that he had never experienced before.

"Brother Cheng Chen, do you like girls? I want to buy her a small skirt... braid..."

Ji Chengzhuo hardly dared to listen, just holding his hand, even his fingertips were trembling: "Okay, I like it... I like it..."

"But you're going to take my baby, liar... big liar."

"I'm sorry, Jojo...I'm sorry..." He lowered his head, almost lost the ability to think, and his heart was instantly torn apart, as if experiencing

He felt the pain, and even the fingertips were sweating at that moment.

"Don't say I'm sorry... Brother Cheng Chen doesn't like me, it's okay..." His voice was weak: "I like you, it's my fault..."

He was too gentle, but it made Ji Chengzhuo sad at this moment.

There has been an invisible rift between the two since their marriage, because of Ji Chengzhuo's past, his father, and his ridiculous and childish rebellion.

But this gap was filled by Meng Shuqiao's tenderness and sweetness again and again, but he tore it open with his own hands, and every time, every time, he ravaged and sprinkled salt on his wound.

Ji Chengzhuo kissed his fingertips and wrist, where there were scars from his injuries.

It went up a little bit, and finally landed on his lips.

He is so soft, as well-behaved as a doll, his lips are lightly pressed against each other.

Ji Chengzhuo didn't know why, he just wanted to kiss him, and when he came back to his senses, he almost couldn't hold back his emotions, wanted to push everything away and hold him in his arms.

It seems too late.

Meng Shuqiao responded to him softly, but there was no taste at all, not even the sweetness of orange blossom, only bitterness permeated, and there was nothing in the taste buds.

"He's so bad, why do you like him?"

He thought for a while, his eyes were empty, as if he was really recalling: "Because he is my little brother...he once said that I am not a little fool..."

"Little brother...?" Ji Chengzhuo didn't have this memory at all, only very vague two figures hidden far away in time.

A child chased him and called him little brother.

Meng Shuqiao suddenly woke up a little bit, and he quickly pulled him: "You touch, move, he moves, right?"

"Jojo..."

Only he knew that it was the pain caused by anesthesia, and this child could not move a long time ago.

The faces of the two were very close, Ji Chengzhuo took a deep breath, turned his face away, his eyes were sour, and he pressed against his cheek tremblingly: "Qiao Qiao, I'm sorry..."

The situation took a turn for the worse, Meng Shuqiao suddenly bled heavily and fell into a coma for an instant. Doctors rushed into the ward for first aid and rushed to the operating room.

"Hurry up and transfer two more units!" Xu Shengze pushed the hospital bed and asked the assistants around him to prepare for the operation immediately, he couldn't wait any longer.

Ji Chengzhuo didn't want to let go of his hand, and followed all the way to the door of the operating room but was refused to enter. He grabbed Xu Shengze, eyes red, and said wearily and dejectedly, "Save him."

"You don't need to say it!"

"Xu Shengze." His gaze almost went away.

He is as proud as he is, but now that the building is in ruins, what is it to face the person he hates the most?

He begged to get rid of it: "Please, please, save him."

Xu Shengze frowned, he was taken aback for a moment and I understood. "

The lights in the operating room turned from green to red. He has signed many contracts and names, and none of them has burdened him more than today.

Yes, he himself killed their children.

In the corridor, there was an omega waiting for her husband to come back, touching her belly and smiling happily, Ji Chengchen felt dizzy looking at it.

"Do you want to touch it? I'm going to be a father." The man smiled and invited him.

Ji Chengzhuo caressed it strangely, the life is really miraculous, through a layer of skin, the little life conceived inside moved as if saying hello.

"It's moved..." His eyes were blurred and he murmured.

"Yeah, it's only a month away."

"Meng Shuqiao..." His tears rolled down uncontrollably, and he couldn't wipe them off with his palm repeatedly, over and over again.

Until he was left alone in the corridor, sitting on the corridor smoking one cigarette after another, his eyes were red, and his heart was filled with sourness.They can also have a complete family, only to be broken by his own hands.

Would it be better if he faced up to his loss earlier?

In this world, what makes people happy, happy, sad, and painful is love.