"Yeah, it's been a long time..." He heard his voice that sounded like a sigh, and tried his best to restrain the impulse before swallowing back the rest of the sentence.
Nine years, three months and ten days.
A string of numbers passed through his mind, and he himself trembled heavily.
I have never deliberately remembered it, but I remember the date so clearly without realizing it.
Why? He didn't know, and he shouldn't think about it.
Times have changed, things have changed, and the innocent, lively, and quirky girl back then has now grown up, become a wife, and a mother.
His heart has never been so depressed as it is now.
Both hands were unconsciously put into the pockets of the windbreaker, and the knuckles were secretly squeezed in a dark place where no one could see.
The baby in her hand seemed a little afraid of strangers and was about to cry.
"Liangliang, what's wrong?" She squatted down quickly and asked gently.
Liangliang? Is this the baby’s name?
"Bo Anrui, I have decided that if we have a baby in the future, we will call him Doudou! Bean sprouted bean!"
"If there is a second baby, it will be called Ya Ya! Bean Ya's Ya!"
"Why? Because they all grew up from little bean sprouts!"
"Yeah! Two little guys, one is Little Doudou and the other is Little Yaya! Cute, aren't they?"
The girl's cheerful smile is still in my mind.
"Dad...I want to find daddy..." Liangliang opened her little mouth and cried loudly.
His sanity was brought back by the cruel reality.
"Liangliang, don't cry. Have you forgotten? Dad went to buy food for Liangliang." She coaxed the baby softly.
"Woooooooo... I don't want food, I want daddy..."
"What if I don't have rice? Without rice, Liangliang won't grow up! Also, dad will buy Liangliang's favorite food, 'a lot of fish'!"
Lots of fish? What are those?
He frowned subconsciously, but...what does it have to do with him?
"...So many fish?" The baby's tears paused.
"Yes! Dad went to buy rice and 'a lot of fish' for Liangliang. He will be back in a minute. Liangliang, be good!"
"Dad and a lot of fish... want..." The baby flattened his mouth and wanted to cry again.
"Okay, okay, all of them! Dad and 'A lot of fish' will be back soon! Liangliang, wipe your tears quickly, otherwise Dad will make a joke when he comes back! 'A lot of fish' will also make a joke of Liangliang!"
"Well..." The baby finally behaved.
"Liangliang is so good! Come on, give me a reward!" She wiped Liangliang's tears and kissed the little guy's cheek gently.
The little baby snuggled on her shoulder and smiled innocently.
Seeing this scene, a wave of acidity surged in his heart, and the fists hidden in his pockets clenched tighter.
"Liangliang——" A man's alto sound came from not far away.
The short and neat nails dug heavily into the palms of the hands.
"dad--"
He stared at the man subconsciously, his eyes unconsciously filled with hostility.
The man didn't seem to notice him, and just quickly took the baby in Milan's arms, "Nurse Ji, I'm so sorry for causing you trouble!"
Nurse Ji? What is this name?
He felt his mood index rising.
What is he happy about? What is he looking forward to?
"Mr. Chen, don't be so polite. This is my duty as a nurse, and Liangliang is so cute, I like him very much!"
The fact is already obvious, she is not Liangliang’s mother, but the nurse here!
The fists in the pockets were slowly and slowly released.
The haze that shrouded my heart also dispersed slightly.
"Goodbye Liangliang!" She waved and watched the baby leave with his father before slowly turning around.
However, the smile she showed to the baby just now slowly faded away, and her expression became plain and calm.
His heart felt painful again, as if he had been pierced by a thin needle.
The small light bulb is gone, but there is still a big light bulb next to it.
Wuyou also watched from beginning to end, and even if he didn't know anything, he could still see some clues.
He looked at An An, then at Milan, and then at An An carefully, seeing the tension on his face and the ambiguity in his eyes.
It's over, it's over, An'an is over! He's over too!
An An really didn't lie to him last night! He really got rid of his identity as a chubby boy a long time ago!
Wuyou speechlessly asked the sky. Why? Why is he the only one so miserable?
"Um...Nurse Ji, right? Excuse me, where can I buy a lot of fish?" Wuyou covered his broken heart and asked for advice seriously.
He can't be lazy anymore! He has to get rid of Madoka's niece quickly! Then let the little guy get rid of her dad quickly!
The most important thing is that he must quickly capture Zhen Xiaoyuan! He must quickly get rid of the hat of an elderly chubby man!
Ahhhhhhh...
"There is a convenience store over there." Milan pointed in a direction.
Wuyou flashed away at a speed comparable to a tornado.
Finally, only the two of them were left, finally face to face, finally able to talk properly, but they didn't know what to say.
"Why did you come to the hospital? Is anyone sick? Do you need my help?" She was the first to break the silence.
Her tone was as normal as meeting a neighbor.
"Uh..." He suddenly couldn't react. He paused and then replied stiffly, "It's nothing, I just came to visit the doctor with my friend."
She nodded, "It's okay."
After all, hospitals are different from other places, and nothing is the best thing.
Both sides fell into silence again.
But this time, he could no longer let himself be passive.
"Milan..." He pondered for a long time before finally having the courage to call her name, "You..."
He originally wanted to ask "Do you work in a hospital?", "Are you a nurse?", "How have you been doing these years?", "How are you doing?", "Do you have a boyfriend?"
, "Are you married? Do you have children?"
I wanted to ask these questions. This is what a normal person should ask about after a long absence, but for some reason, when the words came to his lips, he turned the tip of his tongue and asked, "Do you hate me?"
She opened her eyes slightly, as if a little surprised by his question.
Why was he surprised when he stared at her in pain? Didn't she hate him?
"How could it be?" He almost thought he was asking and answering himself, but her subsequent words made him sober, "Without love, there is no hate."
His heart tightened, she no longer loved him...
He suddenly hated his exquisite control over language. What she meant was: she had loved him before, but now she couldn't.
Once upon a time, she loved him, and she loved him very, very much...