The thick beige curtains were tightly drawn, making the already dimly lit ward even darker.
Yang Mufan sat on the sofa, staring motionlessly at the woman lying on the hospital bed wearing an oxygen mask, his gloomy black eyes becoming deeper and deeper.
No matter how dark the room was, it still couldn't cover up the paleness and ashenness on her face. Yang Mufan felt that his heart, which had been numb with pain, began to feel restless again, and the throbbing pain was stronger than the unbearable throbbing pain.
In just three days recently, her heart stopped five times. Although she was snatched back from death by doctors and nurses each time, her body was covered with scars every time she was rescued.
of being overwhelmed.
After six days and six nights of observation in the intensive care unit, Mu Wanqing's injuries were barely under control.
However, whether she can survive is still an unknown that cannot be predicted.
The doctor said: She is not completely out of danger yet and must be observed in the intensive care unit for a period of time.
Yang Mufan's deep eyes stared straight at Mu Wanqing's face, ignoring the paleness on her face. In fact, her appearance at this moment was just the same as when she was sleeping. She was very quiet, very well-behaved, and her breathing was shallow.
Shallow, light, gentle, very careful.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, admiring Mufan's eyes suddenly flickered.
I don't know whether it was too quiet in the ward, or whether it was the memory that was deliberately sealed in the deepest part of his heart. Like a volcano on the verge of erupting, it had reached its limit and could no longer be suppressed, roaring fiercely into his mind.
[He suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Mu Wanqing for the first time. She was wearing a beautiful white princess dress, two braids, and a garland of lilies of the valley, and she jumped into his field of vision.
The bright golden sunshine enveloped her body, making her shine like an elf who had just fallen into the world. She was so beautiful and cute that it made people dizzy. But what attracted him most was that she exuded a warmth that was warmer than the March sun.
of light.
At that time, she stood on the overpass with her little head tilted, blinking her big, round and smart eyes playfully, looking straight at him. After a long, long time, she innocently jumped over and knelt in front of him,
Put the lily of the valley on her wrist on his wrist.
Yang Mufan didn't know what was wrong with him at that time. Perhaps he was burned by her innocence and beauty and felt dark in his heart. He was so angry that he smashed the lily of the valley flower to the ground, yelled at her with anger and madness, and then he was stunned.
He looked at her back as she ran away in panic, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.】
[The second time I saw her was at school.
The adoptive mother took him and Yang Muchen to report to school.
The adoptive mother couldn't speak and had never studied. She had no idea how to go through the admission procedures, let alone where the school's counseling center was. She asked other parents, and they all saw that her clothes were shabby, dirty and smelly.
, they all covered their mouths and noses, hiding from her as if they were guarding against a virus, fearing that she would not be able to escape.
At that time, when he saw Mu Wanqing, she was holding Mu Zhenwen's thigh, timidly hiding behind Mu Zhenwen, only revealing two big eyes as bright as black gems, staring straight at him.
.
That day, she was wearing a pink fuzzy princess tutu and a pink bear headband. Her long, smooth black hair was like a waterfall, pouring behind her. She looked as beautiful as the most expensive doll in the cupboard.
While she stared at him timidly, as if wondering if he would be cruel to her again, she tugged on Mu Zhenwen's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Dad, you take them to report to the teacher, okay?! I'll do it today
