C46

Squeak -

the door of the operating room suddenly opened, and a woman doctor came out wearing a mask and a white coat. She said with some guilt, "Mr. Qi, I'm sorry, the children in the womb of Miss Xu and Mrs. Qi Shao have not been saved, especially the little lady. Unfortunately, she is pregnant with twins."

Qi Yanjun's heart was palpitating, covering many emotions in his eyes, without a trace of fluctuation in his voice.

"I see."

……

Blue Yue opened her eyes and swept the snow-white environment. As she woke up, she came with a flood of memories. She opened the quilt, jumped out of the bed barefoot, and ran into the little nurse who just pushed the door. The little nurse was scared and busy.

"Mrs. Qi Shao, you're weak and can't touch the cool air. Go to bed quickly."

LAN Yue holds her wrist and stares at her.

"My child How are you? "

Her face was timid, as if she was afraid of something. This fear was mixed with a little hope of pleading, which made the little nurse have an impulse to cry. She lowered her head and said.

"Mrs. Qi Shao, you are still young and will have children in the future."

“……”

The last bit of fluke left in the bottom of my heart was broken, and the whole world was suddenly gray.

LAN Yue let go of her hand and staggered back two or three steps. Her body was soft and fell to the ground. She covered her face with her hands. Her thin shoulders shrugged. Crystal tears wet the back of her hand and fell to the ground bit by bit. After a while, the spotless floor was full of water.

She didn't cry out, this silent tears make people feel more anxious.

Even the little nurse, who was used to watching life and death, couldn't bear to go forward to comfort her. However, Qi Shao, who didn't know when to appear, winked at her.

The nurse left quietly.

Qi Yanjun comes to LAN Yue and squats down slowly. He holds her shoulder with both hands and has a hoarse voice.

"Little Yuer."

“……”

LAN Yue's body was stiff, she lowered her head and wiped her face. Then she opened his hand. She stood up, but her legs were numb because of squatting too long. She stumbled and fell straight to the ground. But the next moment, she fell into a cold embrace with an arm across her waist.

Aware of her silent struggle, Qi Yanjun put her arms together, imprisoned her whole body in her arms, and the low mute voice sounded in her ear.

"Little Yuer, shall we have a child for both of us?"

“……”

LAN Yue's face buried in his arms was a little ironic. She tried to push him, but she couldn't push him away. She simply stopped moving. She was so rigid that he could hold him, not respond, not open his mouth, not pay attention to him. She was numb with a face. She was so confused that she didn't know what it was like tonight.

Her indifference makes Qi Yanjun's heart more bottomless. She is clearly in his arms, but he has a sense of emptiness that has lost her.

The tighter you hold, the more uneasy you are.

He smelled the fragrance of her hair, and never realized that he cared so much about this woman, that every minute and second of her silence was like a knife, marking a deep wound in his heart.

"Little yue'er, there will be no Xu miaolung or anyone in the future. Let's let go of the past, OK?"

“……”

LAN Yue still didn't respond, even as if he closed his eyes because he thought he was too noisy.

"Blue Yue!"

Qi Yanjun raised his voice, tied her slender waist tightly, buried his face in her neck, and opened his mouth low. "We'll never make trouble again. How can you stay with me, just like before? OK? "

I don't know if it's the illusion of LAN Yue. She could hear a little humble begging from his tone. Without the consistent toughness, she restrained all the sharp points. Her tone was low, as if she was suppressing something.

“……”

OK?

Of course not.

Blue Yue eyes light trance for a moment, some want to laugh but can't smile.

If it was before today, even if she had been frustrated with Qi Yanjun, she might have been moved by his words and returned to his arms. She had loved him for more than ten years, even if she was tired and bitter, she had never regretted it, but at this moment, she really regretted it.

"Qi Banjun."

She spoke indifferently, her voice was like a mechanical electronic sound, without any emotional fluctuation.

"We are divorced."

A deep ink color in Qi's eyes, holding her strength to increase, almost to rub her whole body into his body, the pain under his heart let him look over a bitter, but the eyes are particularly determined.

"Me! no Same! Meaning! "

One word at a time, as if squeezed out of the teeth.

“……”

Blue Yue fell into silence again and stared at the white wall as if the soul had flown away. What stayed here was just a body. Qi Yanjun hit cotton like a fist. His emotions such as weakness and frustration flied frequently from his eyes and finally became a firm touch.He picked up the man in his arms, put him gently on the bed, and covered her up again.

"Rest in peace, and when you are well, I will pick you up."

He lowered his head and gave her a dragonfly like kiss on her forehead. It was not hard to find the gentleness contained in it.

“……”

LAN Yue is like a wooden man. He is allowed to play with him, and there is no response from the beginning to the end.

Qi Banjun gazed at her pale and indifferent face, and his heart was smothering. He rubbed her hair as before, and a good smile came up from the corner of his mouth. "Xiaoyueer, when you leave the hospital, I will take you to the Kyoto delicacy pavilion to have a full meal."

“……”

Blue Yue slightly pursed her lips, but did not say a word.

Qi Yanjun took a deep look at her, took a long leg and stepped out of the ward. At the moment when the door was closed, the smile on his face fell a little bit.

"One Yao."

"Boss."

Qi Yanjun pinched his brow and his tone showed a trace of weariness. "You are here in person."

Li Yiyao's eyes moved. "Understand." After a pause, he said again, "Miss Xu just sent for you to let the eldest brother see her."

Qi Yanjun leaned against the wall, with a cigarette in his mouth. His expression was rare.

"How is she?"

"She's in a ward downstairs. It should be better than her sister-in-law." Li Yiyao answered realistically, "by the way, the old man called half an hour ago. He The tone is not very good, said to let you go back to the old house as soon as possible

Obviously, the old man already knows about it.

"Well."

Qi Yanjun answered, threw a cigarette end, the black leather shoes mercilessly rolled up, the gloomy eyebrow eye hang a little frost, light mouth, "I go to see her."

Between him and Xu Miaolong, it's time to have an outcome.

Li Yiyao saw his back disappear at the entrance of the stairs. He could not help but look at the closed door behind him. His cold eyes always showed a complex color.

Buzzing -

at the door of the ward, LAN Yue's mobile phone vibrated continuously for nearly half an hour, as if she didn't hear it, she still lowered her head, and stroked the flat abdomen with her right hand. Suddenly, her fingertips gently quivered and clung to the blue and white striped patient number clothes, and the white back of her hand suddenly showed blue and thin blood vessels.

A day ago, she sat comfortably in a rocking chair on the balcony of her apartment, basking in the sun and telling stories to her baby.

But now, she is alone again.

Bang!

With a wave of her right arm, LAN Yue sweeps the vase on the bedside table to the ground and makes a harsh noise. Her legs are bent up and her head is deeply buried. Next second, a heartbreaking cry bursts out from the deep throat.

"Ah ah --"

she grabbed her hair with both hands and pulled down strands of hair, but she didn't feel it. The hoarse crying accompanied by a choking sound filled the whole space. A small face without any blood color was full of tears, and the heart seemed to be torn, and the sharp pain spread to every corner of the body.

When the pain exceeds the limit of the body, suddenly, her head tilts, and the whole person rolls under the bed and faints.

Li Yiyao, who was outside the house, heard the noise and immediately pushed the door in.

"Sister in law!"

Seeing her lying on the ground in a mess, Li Yiyao could not care about anything else. He quickly carried her on the bed and called the nurse in by pressing the call bell.

After giving her a tranquilizer injection, LAN Yue's frown, even in a coma, slowly stretched down, his hands still clutching the bedspread on both sides, his pale lips wriggling and murmuring in a dreamy way.

"Child, child Qi Banjun, I hate you... "

Li Yiyao stood by the bed, watching her eyes closed rolling down two lines of clear tears. For a moment, his expression was extremely complex, and the action of preparing to take out his mobile phone stopped abruptly.

She shouldn't want to see the boss now.

The door of the ward was gently closed, and the room was quiet again.

When LAN Yue woke up, she found herself under house arrest.

Li Yiyao led two bodyguards to guard at the door, even when she went to the bathroom, she followed her. Obviously, she didn't want to give her a chance to escape. She didn't contradict anything. Standing at the window, she looked at the bleak autumn scene downstairs. There was no anger in her gray eyes.

Like a sculpture, she stood from midnight to dawn, from dawn to darkness.

The nurse came in and whispered, "Mrs. Qi Shao, it's time to take medicine."

“……”

LAN Yuemu turns around and takes the medicine in her hand. She doesn't need to swallow it in warm water, but directly swallows it.

"Mrs. Qi Shao --"

the little nurse looked at her face without any emotion, opened her mouth and tried to persuade her, but she could not say anything.

After working in the hospital for a long time, she has seen a variety of patients, but none of them are as obedient as she is, which makes people feel worried. She is like a puppet. She does what others ask her to do, and her beautiful eyes never shine again.She looks very much like The state of being short-sighted.

The nurse left in a hurry with the tray.

LAN Yue turns around and continues to watch the night.

Squeak -

the door was suddenly pushed open a thin seam, a long figure stood quietly in the door, a pair of deep eyes firmly locked the figure standing in front of the window, holding the handle of the finger unconsciously tightened, he looked at her numb side face, far away, can feel the dead breath leaked from her bones.

A gust of wind, blowing her hair, the clothes of the sick clothes fluttering, more and more appears her body emaciated and fragile.