."Extra" Ten years of love is not worth half a step of sorrow (2) Marry again

"You go and rest, I will take care of Mingzhu. You haven't slept a wink for two days." Ling Jiuyue patted her shoulder, her tone low and distressed.

Her sad expression couldn't hide her tiredness. Tuo'er raised her head to meet his dark eyes and shook her head gently, "I don't dare to take a step away from her, I'm afraid..."

"It's okay. Mingzhu is fine. You are not in good health. If you continue like this, you will collapse. If you collapse, then who will take care of Mingzhu?" Ling Jiuyue stuffed the thermos bucket into her arms.

Stare at her sincerely, hoping she can take care of herself.

"Thank you." Tuo'er hugged the thermos bucket, her fingers trembling. She really didn't know what to do without Jiu Yue's help at this moment.

Ling Jiuyue specially asked the nurse to add an extra bed in the ward, with a separate bathroom and kitchen. It was no different from an apartment hotel. It would be more convenient for Tong'er to stay here to take care of Mingzhu.

Tong'er had no appetite and couldn't eat after a few bites. Even when she was lying on the bed, she looked at her daughter without blinking. If she could pay more attention, maybe Mingzhu wouldn't be like this.

.

Ling Jiuyue's eyes shifted from Mingzhu's body to her face, she patted the quilt gently with her fingers, and said softly: "Go to sleep."

Tuo'er grabbed the pillow with one hand, looked at him with complex and inquiring eyes, and asked the doubts that had been held in her heart for a long time, "Are you staying to take care of us because of Lin Jiu?"

Ling Jiuyue looked stunned, thought for a moment, and answered truthfully: "Not entirely. No Xiaojiu, you are also my friend. Mingzhu, I treat her as my biological daughter, so no matter whether this matter has anything to do with her or not

Relationship, I will do my best to take care of you."

A desolate smile appeared on the corner of Tuo'er's mouth, and she knew that Ling Jiuyue stayed to take care of Mingzhu because of Lin Jiu, and he was trying to compensate herself for Lin Jiu.

"I finally understand why she likes you so much. She can still resist Xiao Zimo and wait for you after knowing that you are married. Because -" the voice paused for a moment, with a hint of sadness, "you are really a very good person."

man."

Ling Jiuyue lowered her eyes and said nothing.

There was silence in the room, with only the cold air flowing slowly, and the faint smell of disinfectant filling the room. Tuo'er suddenly said: "Jiuyue, considering how many years we have known each other, can you promise me this?"

A request?”

"Say." Ling Jiuyue glanced at her.

"In the future...I mean...in case I'm no longer here, can you help me take care of Mingzhu!" Tu'er pursed her lips and her eyes turned red, "I know this is an excessive request, but I have no one else except you.

There is someone I can entrust to you! Xiao Zimo is not worthy of being Mingzhu’s father. I don’t want Mingzhu to follow such a man, and I don’t want her to know that she has such a father.”

How embarrassing would it be for Mingzhu to know that her eyes were ruined because of her biological father?

How could she accept it?!

"What stupid things are you talking about? Why aren't you here?" Ling Jiuyue frowned, clearly speaking the word "Chuan", "You will take care of Mingzhu when she grows up, and watch her get married and have children happily. You still have to be

Her eyes, aren't they?"

"Yes." Tuo'er nodded vaguely, her tears falling gently, "Promise me, okay?"

Seeing her persistence, Ling Jiuyue nodded: "I promise! No matter what happens in the future, I will always love Mingzhu as my own daughter. Are you relieved?"

"Thank you...you." His eyes were filled with mist, and his choked voice was so humble that it almost fell into the dust.

She knew that this was unfair to Jiu Yue, but she had no choice but to trust anyone except Jiu Yue. Mingzhu was her life, and she had to choose the best and smoothest road for Mingzhu.

Only by staying with Jiuyue can Mingzhu feel the warmth of her father, and only Jiuyue can take good care of Mingzhu and treat her as her own.

Whether you call her selfish or shameless, it doesn't matter.

As long as Mingzhu can be well, everything will be fine.

"Stop crying, let's rest." Ling Jiuyue took a piece of paper and gently wiped the tears on her cheeks.

Tuo'er finally slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes wet with tears trembling slightly.

Ling Jiuyue had been sitting by the bed and waited until Tuo'er really fell asleep, then she pressed the corner of the quilt for the mother and daughter and tiptoed away.

Tuan'er was really tired and slept deeply, breathing evenly; while Mingzhu, who was lying on the bed next to her, pressed her hands under the quilt. No one knew how long those thin hands had been clenched.

Only her nose and mouth were exposed from her wrapped cheeks. Her eyes were protected at the moment, and her vision was pitch black, but her mind was clear. What were mommy and daddy talking about just now?

Why can't I understand it myself?

Why did mommy say, "Xiao Zimo is not worthy of being Mingzhu's father. I don't want Mingzhu to follow such a man, and I don't want her to know that she has such a father."

Does Xiao Zimo refer to Uncle Xiao?

Mommy seems to dislike Uncle Xiao very much. She says that Uncle Xiao is not worthy of being Mingzhu’s father...

Could it be that Mingzhu is not daddy’s daughter, but Uncle Xiao’s daughter?

is that so?

Mingzhu is not daddy's daughter, so daddy wants to leave Mingzhu and mommy and live his own life with his aunt.

So Mommy is not allowed to go to Daddy or bother Daddy...

Because daddy is not Mingzhu’s daddy…

I feel like crying! But why can’t my eyes feel anything at all? Why is there darkness in front of my eyes...

Whose daughter am I? When can I see...

Daddy, Mommy, Mingzhu is so scared, so scared!

Mingzhu couldn't even sob lightly, but she felt so uncomfortable that she would never forget it for many years to come.

After growing up, she finally understood that this kind of discomfort was called heartache.

******************I am the dividing line of the pure young master******************

Lin Jiu got up and saw Ling Jiuyue leaning on the sofa and taking a nap. The tiredness that could not be concealed between her brows made her heart ache.

She brought a thin blanket from the room and gently covered him, moving lightly for fear of waking him up, but in the end, Ling Jiuyue woke up.

"Why don't you go back to your room to rest when you're back?" Lin Jiu squatted in front of him, her watery eyes filled with distress for him.

"I'm afraid of disturbing you. You haven't had a good rest in the past two days." Ling Jiuyue said lightly, but held her hand on her knee and squeezed it hard.

"Mingzhu and Tuo'er...are they okay?" Lin Jiu asked hesitantly. He wanted to see them in the hospital but didn't dare. Tuo'er didn't want to see him.

"Mingzhu's condition has stabilized. She will recover quickly if she takes good care of her. It's just her eyes -" Ling Jiuyue paused and couldn't continue.

Lin Jiu's eyes were dim and dull. She knew there was nothing she could do, but she couldn't help but secretly hope that God would give her a miracle and make Mingzhu's eyes heal.

Ling Jiuyue sighed deeply and rubbed her hair with her fingers, "This was an accident, no one wanted it. Don't blame yourself anymore..."

"I'm really bad, aren't I?" Lin Jiu sat directly on the ground, raised her head and looked at him with dull eyes, "Jiuyue, I..."

Ling Jiuyue seemed to realize what she was going to say, and immediately put her hand on her lips, "Don't say it! I said, I won't lose you again! You can't leave me either!"

"Xiaojiu, we finally managed to be together, don't give up so easily!! Could it be that our relationship really can't withstand this test?"

What Ling Jiuyue actually wanted to say was, "Do I only have such a small weight in your heart?" But this sentence was too hurtful to others and himself, so he never said it out loud.

Lin Jiu shook his head gently, "I said I would never separate from you again. Jiuyue, unless you don't want me anymore, I won't leave you."

"Then just give us some time, okay?" Ling Jiuyue hugged her from the ground to her arms distressedly, "When everything calms down, we will get married."

"Is this a proposal?" Lin Jiu looked at him, leaning so close that she could even count his eyelashes one by one.

"Yes." Ling Jiuyue said firmly, took her hand and put it to her lips and kissed her, "Are you willing to marry me again?"

Lin Jiu lowered her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "There seems to be no reason not to marry, so let's get married."

"Is that so far-fetched?" Ling Jiuyue pretended to be angry with a straight face.

Lin Jiu sat on him, holding his cheeks with both hands, pressing her forehead against his, her thoughts turning thousands of times into a soft whisper: "Jiuyue, I love you so much, why can't I bear to marry you?"

for you!"

Ling Jiuyue's body visibly stiffened, and her phoenix eyes looked excitedly into her crystal clear eyes, "What did you just say?"

"I said... I love you!" Lin Jiu took a deep breath, mustering up the courage to finally confess to him. Finally, she no longer suppressed her feelings. Love means speaking out. "I love you, Jiuyue!"

"I love you too! Xiaojiu! I really love you!" Ling Jiuyue hugged her excitedly, feeling that the blood all over her body was boiling.

We know each other's feelings in our hearts; but it's one thing to know it in our hearts, and it's another thing to hear each other say these three words with our own ears!

Lin Jiu was held in his arms, kissing his chest sideways, and felt his heart beating like a drum.

Maybe I will never forget this moment in my life.

Never forget it again.

****************I am the dividing line of the pure young master******************

Happiness is inversely proportional to the number of times you are happy. The more times you are happy, the thinner the happiness becomes. Life is like a big cocktail. The deeper you are hurt, the deeper you will sink until you can no longer get out.

Mingzhu's health gradually improved, but she seemed to be a different person. She didn't like to talk and was very silent even when she was awake. It was often difficult for Tuo'er and Ling Jiuyue to tell whether she was asleep or awake.

Tu'er was with her 24 hours a day in the hospital, and Ling Jiuyue was also in the hospital most of the time, either checking information and trying to find a way to restore Mingzhu's eyes, or staying with Mingzhu in the ward.

When it comes to self-blame, everyone has it in their hearts, including Jiuyue. If he could visit Mingzhu more often, maybe Mingzhu wouldn't have such an accident because he wanted to follow Xiao Zimo home.

It's just that self-blame and guilt are one thing, and love is another. There is no way to confuse the two, let alone give up on Xiaojiu.

Lin Jiu came occasionally, but she didn't let Tuo'er see her. She often stood at the door of the ward and saw Mingzhu sitting quietly on the bed, with the bandage removed from her face.

The scars and tied eyes were like a knife mercilessly cutting into his heart.
To be continued...