[69 Book Bar-www.] As soon as the ambulance arrived, Ling Yansen picked up the unconscious Xiao Manyin and went downstairs.
Walking to the door, he turned around, looking anxious, and nodded to Qingwu hastily, "Go on to sleep, take care of Duoduo, I will call you."
"good."
Qingwu had no choice but to continue pretending to be well-behaved and nodding without causing him any trouble.
Sure enough, Ling Yansen felt relieved and smiled comfortingly.
Then the dilapidated security door was left open, leaving only the strong wind he brought in when he rushed down, piercing her side like a cold sword, bringing a deep chill.
Qingwu was very calm. She took a mop and wiped away the dried but still shocking blood stains on the floor. The mop was a little dry, but Qingwu didn't want to get it wet. She just wanted to find something to do to calm herself down.
Same thing, over and over again, mopping the floor desperately.
Until some years ago, the solid wood floor gave off a bright shine.
A corner of the sofa was actually splashed with water by Ling Yansen, making it very wet.
Qingwu walked to the bedroom, carefully opened the door and took a look. In the cradle, Duoduo had fallen asleep again.
She returned to the sofa and took down the sofa covers one by one. Then she found Ling Yansen's mobile phone that had been soaked in water for an unknown period of time. Like a lonely piece of heavy iron, it was unceremoniously abandoned in the corner by its owner.
Where to find.
Qingwu picked it up, curled her lips, and smiled bitterly.
Call her?
I don’t have my mobile phone with me, how can I make a call?
She almost wanted to cry. The emotion came quickly, and she couldn't control it. She stood in the narrow living room with a weak figure in the wind, and looked so lonely with the solitary lamp above her head.
Admit it, Duan Qingwu, no matter how Ling Yansen's heart tilts toward you, you can never compete with a dying person.
Qingwu has always understood Xiao Manyin's complex and unique position in Ling Yansen's heart. She was aware of this from the morning when she and Ling Yansen got their marriage certificate. She had just received the marriage certificate and came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
She saw an arrogant Maserati parked across the street. The fiery red body of the car and the red lips of a beautiful woman reflected in the car window were exactly the same. That was Xiao Manyin. At that time, Qingwu was stupid after all. What was the inside story?
They didn't know it, but when they turned around, they saw Ling Yansen's slightly squinted surrender and dark gaze across the street. His expression at that time was cryptic, with a gray tone like the city sky, gloomy and complicated.
Later I learned that Xiao Manyin was Ling Yansen's sister-in-law, and that she had lost a leg in order to save Ling Yansen. It was a dancer's leg.
This bond has become more complicated.
What can she do now? As a woman who wants to dominate Ling Yansen's body and mind, she really wants to be honest with Xiao Manyin and let her divorce Ling Yansen. But as a woman with relatively clear morals, at this time, she doesn't know how many days she can live for someone who has no idea how long she can live.
His love rival takes action, which is a bit like adding insult to injury.
Time passed slowly, and until the afternoon of the next day, there was still no news from Ling Yansen. He was like a ghost that broke into her world without permission, disappearing and coming as fiercely as the tide.
Qingwu took Duoduo with him, feeling somewhat confused. Duoduo sat on the sofa, watching Qingwu eat, and kept asking where Baba had gone, because in the image he had formed in the past two days, it was Qingwu and Ling Yansen sitting around.
At the small wooden table, when eating, Qingwu would put Duoduo on the sofa. He could eat a little fish or something that was not spicy and easy to digest, so Qingwu let him play by himself, and then fed him something from time to time.
Children may not understand some things, but they always remember some of the rules formed in daily life very firmly.
For example, right now, Qingwu is being asked a lot of questions.
"Mom, daddy's place... is empty."
Many soft children's voices swirled throughout the room, lingering around Qingwu's somewhat tired ears, over and over again.
Qingwu stopped holding the chopsticks and looked to the other side. It was indeed empty. Could it be that Xiao Manyin was dying? He was undergoing surgery? Ling Yansen didn't bring his mobile phone. Didn't he even remember her mobile phone number? Or not at all.
How long does it take to think of her? Even if he can't remember the woman he slept with just last night, his son shouldn't forget it for such a long time, right?
Thinking of these questions, Qingwu's heart inevitably became sour, and her appetite also became bad.
The evening was boring. Qingwu would look at the electronic clock on the bedside from time to time while reading. When the hour hand passed ten o'clock in the evening, Duoduo had fallen into a deep sleep in the cradle.
She put the book she hadn't read a word into on the chair next to her bed and was about to go to sleep. At this time, her cell phone finally rang.
Unknown number.
It was Ling Yansen's tired and hoarse voice. It was obvious that he had not closed his eyes for a moment from yesterday to now. Qingwu could hear the heaviness in his words.
"Ah Wu, Man Yin's condition is not very good. After chemotherapy, she was not very cooperative in taking medicine. Her condition deteriorated quickly. She underwent an eight-hour operation. The doctor just told me that her life was finally saved."
Qingwu rolled her eyes and stared at the ceiling. She didn't know that her face had no expression, but her voice was very quiet, "Oh."
Ling Yansen smiled, feeling that he had said such a long sentence and her response was only a simple word "oh". Knowing that she might not be interested in these things, he felt that there was something in him that was being conceited.
But, he just wanted her to know what he had been doing during the few hours he disappeared. Only in this way could the sense of security she lacked come back.
After a pause, his slender hands opened his eyelids that were always sinking. Ling Yansen braced himself and said, "Ah Wu, don't worry, I will sign a divorce with her when her condition gets better."
Things are better?
Qingwu rolled her eyes, it wasn't that she had no sympathy, it was just that according to Xiao Manyin's character, as long as she didn't want a divorce, as long as she was stalking her, her condition would not get better.
This pitiful and pathetic woman possesses the domineering fog of illness, but she is dealing with Ling Yansen, who has a true temperament, respects and feels guilty for her elder brother, and is grateful to her sister-in-law for saving her life. She has tried and failed.
Qing Wu is very confused. How should she reveal the correct analysis of Xiao Manyin to Ling Yansen, who is now tilted between reason and emotion?
This is a difficult problem. Perhaps, she can only take care of both sides. On the one hand, she reminds Ling Yansen, and on the other hand, she actually meets Xiao Manyin alone and has a frank talk.
Ling Yansen couldn't hear Qing Wu's answer and thought she had other thoughts in mind. He was also afraid that she wouldn't understand and would be unhappy, so he asked nervously, "A Wu? Are you asleep?"
"No."
"What are you thinking about?" The phone calls at night always have a lingering fragrance. His voice is gentle and watery in the moonlight. When you hear it in your ears, it is cool and deep, low and clear, which always makes people feel pleasant.
ability.
Qingwu gradually calmed down in his deep and thick voice, as if the hot mobile phone next to her ear was his thin lips that always exhaled hot breath.
"I'm thinking about a very vicious question."
"What?"
"How long can Xiao Manyin live?" She used another self-destructive way to ask questions that were not easy to ask.
How could someone as smart as Ling Yansen not know?
He smiled without feeling sad. He had already looked away from Xiao Manyin's life and death and accepted the reality. "The doctor said that if she continues to be willful like this, it will be like committing suicide slowly, which will only last about half a year."
"Half a year..."
Can she think viciously that half a year is too long? Because she knows that if she wants to lend Ling Yansen to this woman for half a year, it is very likely... no, it is certain. She has to borrow even if she doesn't want to.
"Ah Wu, don't think too much. Man Yin has always been my sister-in-law. Her eldest brother passed away a long time ago, and she has been helpless for a long time. She is very lonely."
"Actually, Ayan, regarding your eldest brother's death..."
When Qingwu heard Ling Yansen's defense for Xiao Manyin, some words buried deep in her heart were about to blurt out, but she still hesitated, considering the series of reactions he would have after hearing this, and considering the blow he would bear,
She backed down.
That was Xiao Manyin, not another woman, but Xiao Manyin who had a different kind of bond with him. It was the continuation of his dead brother's life. It can be said that Xu Tianjue was so important to Ling Yansen, so Xiao Manyin killed Xu Tianjue
This explosive truth was a huge blow to Ling Yansen. The sister-in-law who had been caring and caring turned out to be the murderer of her elder brother. Just thinking of this, Qingwu felt trembling all over her body.
Otherwise, wait for the first half of the year, after Xiao Manyin passes away, and then tell him, maybe everyone is dead, and he will look away.
But it seems that Xiao Manyin doesn't think so.
"Ah Wu? Why are you in such a daze? What happened to my elder brother's death?" Ling Yansen picked up the important point and frowned.
Qingwu was startled and realized that she was distracted. She immediately changed the subject and deliberately yawned, "Nothing, um... I'm a little sleepy. You must be very tired after watching Xiao Manyin's surgery for seven or eight hours."
, where are you now? Is it convenient to find a place to sleep nearby?"
Hearing her voice as warm as water, Ling Yansen didn't think too much and laughed, "How can I treat myself badly? I'm lying on the bed now."
"Then stop talking and take the time to get some sleep. Your company still has a lot of things to deal with. The company is running to the hospital and I'm not around. You have to take care of yourself. You've lost a lot of weight recently."
"You know, take care of yourself and Duoduo, I will go home when I have time."
Qingwu felt warm in her heart. He said that this dilapidated bird's nest was his home. This man was not very good at talking about love, but he knew how to make people feel at ease anytime and anywhere.
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It looked like it had been a while, but I still couldn't see anyone from Ling Yansen, so my days went by indifferently.
Until Qingwu received a call from Xiao Manyin.
Said he wanted to meet.
After being shocked, he sighed, this woman is so persistent that even if she is dying of illness, she still misses her love rival.