Su Zhengliang stood outside the intensive care unit, quietly staring at his mother who was not yet awake, separated only by a layer of glass. His mood fluctuated.
From the doctor's words, Su Zhengliang learned that although the mass in his mother's brain had been removed, the mass had compressed a small number of nerves, especially the optic nerve, and therefore her vision was likely to be affected. In addition, her mother was old and her health was
The situation is not as good as before, so even if it is cured, there will be sequelae. Moreover, the pathological biopsy report of the mass has not yet been released, and it is not known whether it is malignant or benign.
He stared silently at the sleeping familiar face, but his thoughts had already left his body and followed his soul back to the past.
In my memory, my mother has always been so gentle, kind, and virtuous. Like all other women in the world, my mother loves me so deeply that no matter how big a mistake I make, my mother will never beat or scold him.
Because my father passed away early, my mother resolutely gave up the idea of remarrying in order to devote herself to raising her two siblings. She thought that her mother had worked hard all her life and worked hard to bring the two of them together, but today, when her children are happy, she fell ill.
Mom, I'm sorry, it's my fault. It's all because I didn't care enough about you that I became like this. As a son, I really shouldn't have done it.
Thinking of this, the corners of Su Zhengliang's eyes became moist.
Lin Xiluo patted Su Zhengliang's shoulder gently and comforted, "Don't cry. If your mother were awake now, she would definitely not be happy to see you like this."
Su Zhengliang wiped away his tears and said with red eyes, "I know, but I really have an unshirkable responsibility for my mother to become like this. I really regret it. If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have moved out in the first place. At least, I still can't.
I can take more care of her with my sister."
Lin Xiluo gently brushed his cheek with her fingers lovingly, "Then it's not too late from now on, is it?"
Su Zhengliang nodded without hesitation and did not reject his intimate gesture. "You are right, it is still too late." It seemed that he had just realized how ambiguous the two people's actions were. He looked sideways slightly and avoided the other person's face.
With a handsome face, he said very unnaturally, "Thank you very much for your concern for my mother. At the same time, I am here to thank you on behalf of my sister."
Lin Xiluo's eyebrows moved slightly, "bright..."
Su Zhengliang panicked at this call that he hadn't heard for many years. He hurriedly interrupted, "It's very late. You go back and take care of my sister. I can handle it here."
The displeasure in Lin Xiluo's eyes was obvious. Hearing Su Zhengliang mention Su Zhengqing, he reluctantly chose to compromise, "Then be careful and call me if you have anything."
Su Zhengliang stopped looking at him and said calmly, "Go back quickly."
An indescribable sourness passed through the corner of his mouth, and Lin Xiluo turned his back and left sadly.
After a long time, Su Zhengliang turned back and glanced behind him with his peripheral vision. There was no one in the deep corridor, and Lin Xiluo had already left.
Su Zhengliang recalled what Lin Xiluo had said to him before, and slowly leaned on the stool outside the ward, closing his eyes tiredly.
Linsilo, six years ago you abandoned me and left the UK without saying a word. Now you come up to me and say a lot of incomprehensible words and make these misleading actions. What do you want to do?
What?
The scene of Lin Xiluo comforting Su Zhengqing with great tenderness flashed before his eyes, which made Su Zhengliang wake up from his confusion.
He knows that I hate him, so what he said and did just now must be to please me, make me believe in him, and make me agree to the matter between him and his sister.
The cold palms closed inadvertently, Su Zhengliang kept hinting to himself in his heart.
Yes, it must be like this. Su Zhengliang, don't have any unrealistic illusions about him. The relationship between you has ended long ago. Everything he does now is for his sister, just for her.
Outside the hospital, it was quiet. Lin Xiluo stood in the darkness, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth to light it.
Tonight, I felt as if I had been possessed by an evil spirit. I actually asked people to cook porridge for Su Zhengliang, and even said so many things from my heart to him. Since I came back to China, I have encountered many things he said many times. In total, it has not been as good as today.
It's much later. It's obvious that I like Su Zhengqing, but why does my heart still feel a dull pain when I see him sad and uncomfortable?
Linxiluo, what happened to you?
Unconsciously touching his right hand, the right hand that had touched the smooth and delicate skin still retained the warmth of that person. Linsilo actually lost consciousness for a moment.
He took a deep breath of smoke and slowly moved closer. Behind him was the black Audi, blending into the silent night and the dark night.
After finally recovering, Lin Xiluo put out the cigarette in his hand, sat back in the car, firmly grasped the steering wheel, and smiled silently.
Su Zhengliang, how should I feel when we meet you next time?
********** When the first ray of light broke through the clouds and shone into the hospital corridor that had been silent for a long time, Su Zhengliang, who had been sleepless all night, felt a big stone hanging in his heart after he got the news that his mother had regained consciousness.
Finally landed.
The tense nerves relaxed in an instant, followed by a feeling of powerless fatigue and dizziness. The cold hands slowly loosened their grip, and Su Zhengliang fell into endless darkness...