'Fanwai' suddenly ruined the spring and autumn 3 I want to go home
."Extra" suddenly ruined several years (3)
"Mu Rutong'er!" Xiao Zimo couldn't help raising his voice, staring at her with eagle eyes: "It's like this, and you're not hospitalized, what on earth do you want to do?"
Tuo'er smiled lightly, as if he had already seen through life and death in this world, and said softly: "I know my own body well, and you don't have to do this. People are born with a destiny...".
"Shut up!" Xiao Zimo scolded angrily, "You are just waiting to die! Mu Rutong'er, don't you love Mingzhu very much? Where are you going to treat her like this? I will arrange a hospital for you immediately.
You go to the hospital immediately!"
As he spoke, he took out his cell phone to make a call.
"Don't..." Tuo'er didn't know where she got the strength to suddenly grab his phone and hide it behind her back, "Don't take me to the hospital."
"Mu Rutong'er, give me your phone!" Xiao Zimo's face was ashen and his voice was almost gritted teeth.
Tuo'er shook his head, gently, with tears shining in the corners of his eyes, "It's useless, Xiao Zimo. If it is useful, do you think I don't want to live? I don't want to watch Mingzhu grow up, I don't want to watch her find
Is the person who can protect him leaving? I love her so much, she is my life..."
Her voice was choked, and her pale cheeks were already full of tears...
It’s just that I can’t do these things, I can’t do anything else.
Xiao Zimo was stunned, and looked deeply at this woman. She was in her prime, but she already looked like a waning candle in her old age. There was no trace of youthfulness left.
Tuo'er looked at him, not hysterical, not desperate and sad, just silently crying, but there is nothing more sad than heartbreak.
"I wish I could live longer, I wish I could stay with her longer, but -" the hoarse voice has dropped into the ocean of humility, helpless and hesitant, "I can't do it, I can't do it anymore!"
Xiao Zimo looked at her with complicated eagle eyes, his hands hanging heavy on his sides, wanting to hug her, even though he had never loved the woman who once truly loved him and gave birth to his pearl.
At this moment, I just want to hug her.
But he didn't dare, he didn't have the courage, and he even thought he didn't have the qualifications.
"Xiao Zimo, I want to go home." Tears flickered, hot water slowly fell from his eyes, and he was slightly wetted by the tears and trembling, "I really want to... go home.
"
Xiao Zimo knew what "home" she meant, and his heart felt bitter. He gently stroked her cheek with his fingers for a long time, wiped away the uncontrollable tears, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will take you and Mingzhu back.
.I’ll take you home.”
****
Mingzhu sat in front of the desk, touching the Braille with her fingers, her dim pupils devoid of any light, and even her expression was numb.
Hearing the voice, the hand moving slowly on the book suddenly stopped, "Mommy."
Tu'er sat next to her, grabbed her hands, put the cup in her hands, and said dotingly: "Don't just stay at home and read all day long, go out for a walk if you have nothing to do."
"I like this, Mommy." Mingzhu held the warm cup in both hands, her voice was green but low, "I like being alone like this."
Tuo'er's heart tightened and she felt very uncomfortable. She was only ten years old! But she couldn't see, couldn't go to school, couldn't make friends, couldn't see this colorful world.
Eye sockets, gradually turning red.
"Mingzhu... go back with mommy, okay?" Tuan'er choked up as she spoke.
Mingzhu lowered her head to sip the warm milk. When she heard her voice, her body stiffened. After a while, she squeezed out one word from the corner of her mouth: "Okay."
"Don't you ask why?"
"As long as I'm with Mommy, it doesn't matter where I go." Mingzhu held the cup in one hand and stretched out the other hand to fumble around the table. She carefully put the cup down, stood up and squatted at her feet, holding both hands.
He hugged her, put his head on her lap, and whispered, "I just want to be with Mommy forever. I will go wherever Mommy goes."
Tears fell silently, down her thin cheeks, past her chin and onto her neck; her fingers trembled, gently stroking her soft black hair.
Helplessness and sadness surged into her heart, and she seemed to be about to die now.
Mingzhu, mommy can't be with you forever, what should you do?
How should you face the darkness in the future alone?
Xiao Zimo stayed in the villa for the first time, and asked his assistant to book three air tickets back to Beijing, the sooner the better. He also invited a doctor to come to his home to examine Qu'er's health...
However, the results were unsatisfactory.
It's nothing more than being hospitalized and trying our best to treat him. As for the result, he can only do his best and obey fate.
When Xiao Zimo was there, Mingzhu almost never left the room, and servants brought her meals to her room.
Xiao Zimo knew that Mingzhu was deliberately avoiding him and didn't want to see him; but Tuo'er didn't understand. Mingzhu liked Xiao Zimo in the past, or was it because of his eyes that Mingzhu was repelling Xiao Zimo?
The flight was booked for first class two days later. Tuo'er didn't pack much, just a few changes of clothes, most of which were Mingzhu's things. It seemed like she didn't plan to come back this time.
Along the way, Xiao Zimo did not take special care of Mingzhu, and Mingzhu treated him as if he did not exist. He kept squeezing the corner of Tuo'er's clothes without saying a word.
After getting off the plane, Xiao Zimo's driver came to pick them up. Before Tuoer got in the car, Xiao Zimo directly gave him an address.
An hour later, we finally arrived.
Tuo'er took out the key and opened the door, slowly pushing it open. All the furniture was covered with white cloth, and there was a slight dust floating in the deserted air...
With red eyes, looking at every scene here, the memory is still as clear as yesterday, but this time has passed as long as thousands of years.
Xiao Zimo made a phone call and came over and said: "Someone will come to clean up here in a while. You are tired after taking such a long flight. I asked the driver to prepare new sheets and bedding before. I will bring them back later and I will help you."
Change into it and you go to bed early."
"Thank you." Tu'er came back to her senses, her face calm and calm.
"You don't have to be polite to me..." As Xiao Zimo spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Mingzhu, who was standing at the door but hadn't walked in. "I'll go to the kitchen and boil some hot water for you."
Tuo'er nodded, watched his back enter the room, walked up to Mingzhu, and took her hand in, "This is where we used to live, but you were still young at the time, so you probably don't even remember what it was like."
Mingzhu took a step forward slowly, touched the front with both hands, stopped after taking two steps, and pointed in the direction of the sofa, "I remember that there is the sofa, there is the dining table, and there should be Mommy's favorite bonsai.
, but it should be all gone now, right?"
Tuo'er hummed softly, walked to her, took her hand, and walked to her room, "I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly. You are awesome."
"Mommy, when you come back this time, you want to see daddy, right?" Mingzhu said softly.
Tuo'er's fingers froze, she stopped and looked back at her, "Don't you want to see me?"
"No," Mingzhu answered calmly. If she hadn't been clamoring for a daddy, so many things wouldn't have happened. In recent years, her personality has become more quiet and reserved, unwilling to speak or communicate with others.
Say what you need.
"Mingzhu, you are just a child, you don't need to be so sensible. You can cry, make trouble, be willful, and want what you want..."
Tuo'er sighed deeply, wondering if she had too strict requirements on Mingzhu, which made her become what she is today.
"Pearl..." she muttered softly, "I don't dare to ask for it anymore."
Tong'er sighed.
Nothing can be done.
After changing the bedding, sheets and quilt covers, Tong'er lit the usual incense and let Mingzhu take a bath and have a good rest.
Walking out of the room, I saw Xiao Zimo hadn't left yet, sitting on the sofa, as if he didn't know what he was thinking. His face was calm and indifferent. Under the dim light, something seemed to be flowing in the cold outline.
Tong'er poured a cup of hot water and put it in front of him, "I'm sorry, do you blame me for not letting Mingzhu recognize you?"
Xiao Zimo raised his eyes to look at her, there were many things in his eyes that others could not understand.
How could Tuo'er know that Mingzhu already knew his life experience back then; he was even unwilling to recognize his biological father?
"We'll talk about these things later. Now you stay here to recuperate and have a good rest." Xiao Zimo stood up as he spoke, walked a few steps towards the door and suddenly stopped, looking back at her, "Mu Rutun'er, in the past few years, I have occasionally
I will visit you not only because Mingzhu is my daughter and you are my daughter’s mother, but also because I don’t know who else in the world I can talk to about her except you.”
If you are no longer here, who should I go to if I want to talk about her in the future?
The door was gently closed, and Tuo'er sat on the sofa, hugging herself with her hands, as if hoping to give herself a little warmth, but the warmth was constantly losing. Her bright eyes dimmed a little bit, and the bitter smile on the corner of her mouth,
He said softly: "You are afraid that you can't find someone who can talk to you about her, so why am I not..."
In the past few years, they have just used each other to miss the person buried in their hearts openly.
Friendship and concern come from the sincerity, but have nothing to do with romance.
He is not the Xiao Zimo of the past, and she is not the Mu Rujuan of the past.
They can never go back because they have fallen in love with someone else.
Xiao Zimo walked downstairs and before getting in the car, he hesitated and looked back at the closed window. There was darkness in his eyes. He slowly opened his clenched fingers and took out his mobile phone to make a call.
This phone number has been stored in his mobile phone for three years, but it has never rang, and he has never had the courage to call it; every time he is about to make a move and is about to lose it, he will go to see Tong'er.
When my son talks about her, his heart will gradually calm down.
"Hello..." A gentle voice came from the phone, like a spring breeze blowing on my face.
My heart was like an electric current passing through me, and I was numbed by the shock. My voice was stuck in my throat and I couldn't make any sound.
"Hey, please talk, okay?" After waiting for a while, her voice came from the other end of the phone again, soft and calm, without any hint of impatience or hanging up the phone.
He stood next to the car with his mobile phone, listening to her shallow breathing on the radio waves without saying a word, as if the vampire he had longed for had finally gotten fresh blood...
"Is it you?" After a while, her voice trembled: "It's you, right?"