Every time Qu Mingcong went to the hospital, he would hang around his mother the whole time and had no time to talk to Qiao Yueying.
Qiao Yueying was too embarrassed to cause trouble for him and tried her best to find fun to pass the time. But today, whether she was watching cartoons or watching short videos, she couldn't get excited.
She couldn't help but think of what Qu Mingcong said on the road, of Qu Mingcong saying that he was most short of time, and of his mother's illness...
I heard that Alzheimer’s is a disease that causes patients to constantly forget. Is it because of this that he cares about long-term companionship? Is he worried that his mother will forget him?
The more Qiao Yueying thought about it, the more she couldn't calm down. She opened her browser and searched for Alzheimer's, hoping to learn more about it.
But after searching, I not only felt stuffy, but also started to feel a little sour and astringent, which was not a good taste.
Most patients with Alzheimer's disease can only survive for five to ten years, and only a small number of patients can survive for more than ten years. As for patients who survive for more than twenty years, there are even fewer, and they are very few.
This means that Qu Mingcong and his mother are likely to only have about ten years left together.
It's no wonder that Qu Mingcong said that he was most in need of time. He really didn't have much time.
besides……
What's even more cruel is that when the disease develops to a severe level, it becomes extremely tormenting. The patient will lose all ability to take care of himself and even be unable to chew and swallow on his own. By then, Qu Mingcong will have to take care of him 24 hours a day, so at this stage he needs to make money as soon as possible.
At least before the disease becomes serious, he should make as much money as possible to meet his and his mother's future living needs.
Qiao Yueying finally understood why he resigned a year ago.
Because he has no choice at all, he only has this way.
She felt sour and sad in her heart, and she didn't know whether it was because of her overflowing sympathy or because she was lamenting her fate. In short, it was very uncomfortable.
It would be great if there was no problem with her memory, so that she could recognize her family and take out a sum of money from her family to help Qu Mingcong.
But she couldn't remember anything. What's the use of just remembering her identity? Qu Mingcong was right. She couldn't produce any evidence to prove her identity. Even if she showed her cell phone to her father, she would probably be dismissed as a lunatic.
well……
The only consolation now is that Qu Mingcong's investigation into the cuckold has been revealed, and he will be able to make money soon.
Qiao Yueying has never liked cuckold more than now.
I really hope that more people will cheat in the future. In this way, Qu Mingcong will be able to receive many, many cuckold orders.
…………
Qiao Yueying was particularly silent tonight, which made Qu Mingcong a little uncomfortable.
After leaving the hospital, he got on his motorcycle and was about to go back. He intentionally turned on his phone and looked at the background programs.
She didn’t watch videos, she didn’t watch cartoons, the background programs were clean, yet she didn’t do anything?
It's really weird. Could it be that he is in a daze?
She was always chattering non-stop, but now she suddenly became silent. Qu Mingcong couldn't help but have some other thoughts: Could it be that, as she said, she was trapped in her mobile phone for too long and had no contact with the outside world, so she became depressed?
Depressed?
But the time she spent on her cell phone was only two days.
Although it was only two days, the bizarre experience that happened to her would definitely be a serious blow to anyone.
But she didn't look like she was shocked, she was even in good spirits.
But since going to the hospital, she seemed to have no energy...
Qu Mingcong: “…………”
After a confrontation of thoughts for a while, Qu Mingcong felt that there was no need to speculate on Qiao Yueying's thoughts here. After all, her brain circuit... was really not normal.
It was already late at night, and the colorful signboards on the streets made the city lively and lively. The motorcycle quickly entered the traffic flow and sped away.
Return to the community.
The breakfast shop, lottery station, and pet hospital downstairs were all closed, and only the convenience store and an accessory store still had their lights on.
Qu Mingcong stopped his motorcycle, got out of the car with his long legs, and walked into the jewelry store.
The walls of the jewelry store were covered with shiny hairpins and hairbands, and there were necklaces, rings, and bracelets on the glass counter. Qu Mingcong glanced over and locked his eyes on a keychain hanging with plush cartoon dice.
He walked over and took off the keychain, put it in front of the clerk, and said, "Check out."
"Ten dollars."
Just as he was about to scan the QR code to pay, Qiao Yueying, who had been silent all this time, came out: "I like the keychain of the little yellow duck next to me."
Clerk: "???"
Qu Mingcong: “…………”
He ignored Qiao Yueying, scanned the QR code to pay, picked up the keychain and walked out of the store.
Qiao Yueying made a long lamentation on her mobile phone: "Why, why - why don't you buy the little yellow duck's keychain?"
Qu Mingcong asked: "Why should I buy a little yellow duck keychain?"
"Because I like little yellow ducks!" Qiao Yueying said puzzled, "When you buy gifts for me, shouldn't you choose them based on my preferences?"
Qu Mingcong closed his eyes and felt the familiar speechlessness.
"When did I say the keychain was bought for you?" he asked.
His words made Qiao Yueying question her own judgment, "...isn't it?"
"Well, no." Qu Mingcong put the keychain into his trouser pocket and got on the motorcycle.
"Why is this like this..." She lamented again, "I thought you would be worried about my condition and understand my hesitation and sadness when you found out that I had been silent, so you wanted to buy gifts to make me happy, but you were short of money, so
You can only buy the cheapest keychain from the roadside store. Look, is this reasoning very logical?"
The corner of Qu Mingcong's mouth twitched, "...that's a good reasoning. Don't push it next time."
No matter what, seeing her "getting sick" again made him feel relieved.
…………
Qu Mingcong returned home, took out the scissors and needlework from the drawer, and placed them on the coffee table together with the keychain he just bought.
He first used scissors to open a small opening on the plush dice on the keychain, then took a crochet hook, slowly inserted it through the cut gap, picked out a few strands of PP cotton inside, and then stuffed it into the plush dice.
A tiny camera.
Qiao Yueying knew why he didn't buy the little yellow duck.
The little yellow duck is made of gel, not plush, so it cannot be removed and sewed like now.
"Is this for a massage parlor tomorrow?" she asked.
"Hmm." Qu Mingcong squeezed the plush dice and adjusted the position of the camera through the stuffing.
This is a delicate job, but his technique is very skillful, and it looks like he has done it many times.
Qiao Yueying silently watched him use scissors and needle and thread to cut holes in the plush dice, and couldn't help but whisper: "Anyone who peeps, secretly photographs, eavesdrops, or spreads other people's privacy will be detained for not more than five days or fined not more than five hundred yuan."
…”
"What are you mumbling about again?" Qu Mingcong raised his head and glanced at her.
"Oh...it's nothing." Qiao Yueying paused and replied, "It's just that I suddenly thought of why you didn't buy the little yellow duck."
He smiled and asked funnyly: "Why?"
Qiao Yueying pursed her lips and said, "Because little yellow duck... little yellow duck... little, yellow, duck... these three words are not very friendly to men."
A smile froze at the corner of Qu Mingcong's mouth.
He took a deep breath, nodded slowly, looked at her and replied, "Thank you."