Met You in the Most Beautiful Year [176] Six years later, the past is like smoke——
Some people, you think that after wasted years, will one day be slowly forgotten, until they stand in front of you again, you suddenly realize that everything has never changed, and he is still on the top of your heart. - Ye Hehuan
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Time flies——
I am going to go to Yunnan recently.
Six years later, this sentence was still as clear as if it had just been spoken into her ear. Ye Hehuan did not dare to remember every word wrong.
She stood at the door of the ward, looking at the back of the man lying next to her.
Yu Zhongxiao was wearing a military green shirt, and the pale golden sunlight fell on his shoulders, the back of his neck, and his hair. He looked the same as when she first met him eight years ago, but there was indeed a gap between them.
For six full years.
From the moment she saw him last night, Ye Hehuan had a feeling of being in a different world.
She thought it was over six years ago...
Ye Hehuan quietly exited the ward. She closed the door ajar, placed the hot water bottle by the door, and walked to the window in the corridor to get some fresh air.
It was a June day with clear skies, but Ye Hehuan felt a little cold.
A little sparrow jumped happily among the camphor branches and leaves beside the road outside the hospital building.
Ye Hehuan stared at the chirping bird, her thoughts drifting away. She couldn't help but want to avoid those bad memories and selectively forget them, but she still remembered them freshly. However, she no longer
It's that unscrupulous age.
At that time, Yu Zhongxiao said he wanted to leave. What was her answer?
When she learned that he was not going to participate in military exercises, but would go back to work as an undercover agent, the nineteen-year-old her attitude was willful.
Ye Hehuan lit a cigarette, she slowly blew out the green and white smoke ring, held the cigarette between the fingers of her right hand, and hugged her arm tightly with her left hand, replaying in her mind what she said fiercely that afternoon -
"It's your business whether to go to Yunnan or not. There's no need to tell me. Just like whether I want to wait for you to come back is my business, and I don't need your consent."
The tenderness that had been rubbing against each other's ears and temples just a second ago disappeared.
She asked him if he was dangerous, but Yu Zhongxiao didn't deny it, so she desperately wanted to keep him in city B.
He talks harshly, acts rogue, pretends to be crazy and cries, and does everything he can.
But in the end - he left after all.
after that……
Ye Hehuan didn't want to continue thinking about it, and an inexplicable emotion suddenly came to her heart. Just as she was about to flick the ashes from her cigarette.
Like some kind of intuition, she turned her head.
When he saw the man outside the ward door, Ye Hehuan froze in place, his beautiful cat pupils flickering slightly.
When did he come out?
Ye Hehuan thought she hadn't heard anything just now, but after a moment of surprise, she gave up. She had not forgotten this person's origins. He was elusive. As long as he wanted to, it was easy for him.
Yu Zhongxiao put his hands in his trouser pockets, and his tall figure was reflected on the glass window next to him. He didn't know how long he had been standing there.
And the pair of deep black eyes that fell on her made Ye Hehuan feel embarrassed and had nowhere to hide.
I wanted to pretend not to care, but my confusion became deeper and deeper.
This kind of silence is more uncomfortable than any situation since last night.
——It seems that her true colors may be revealed anytime and anywhere.
Ye Hehuan had the urge to run away, but where could she go? Yan Yan was still lying in the ward, and she couldn't just run away on her own.
She pretended to be calm and turned away, but she could still feel the burning gaze.
Ye Hehuan turned around and walked towards the elevator.
Her chest felt like a big stone was pressing down on her. She wanted to go out and breathe fresh air, but her quickening pace betrayed her heart.
As he walked around the corner, his arms tightened suddenly, and he was pulled into the safety passage next to him.
"Ah——" The second half of the exclamation was choked in Ye Hehuan's throat.
The swaying security passage door creaked.
Ye Hehuan's back was against the wall of the stairwell. Even if she guessed who pulled her, she was still in shock. Yu Zhongxiao's tall figure shrouded her. Their bodies were very close, looking awkward in the dark corner. Not sure, then I heard him ask: "Where are you going again?"
Yu Zhongxiao's voice was low and steady. When he lowered his head and asked her like this, there was an indescribable magnetism, and he was suspected of deliberately beguiling people.
It is undeniable that even after so many years, she is still moved by it.
Seeing that Ye Hehuan remained silent, the person above him whispered again: "Can't speak anymore?"
As he said that, Yu Zhongxiao stretched out his hand and gently tried to take care of the few strands of hair scattered around her temples.
His heart beat a few beats faster, and Ye Hehuan tried hard not to panic.
She avoided Yu Zhongxiao's intimate movements without leaving a trace, raised her hand, and moved his hair behind his ears one step ahead of him. She did not rush to distance herself from him, but instead showed a charming smile on her bright little face: "Pull me here. Come on, what do you want to do?"
The last few words are full of provocative tone, which makes people think wildly.
I thought he would be unhappy hearing this tone——
Yu Zhongxiao lowered his head slightly to look at her, his breath blowing on Ye Hehuan's forehead, and his voice lowered a few more: "The child is sick, why don't you let your boyfriend come over to see you?"
Ye Hehuan felt that Yu Zhongxiao was competing with her to see who would be disgusted by whom first.
But she still said sweetly and helplessly: "I want to, but he has been busy with work recently and doesn't even have time to accompany me. When he is free, he will naturally come to see Yan Yan."
Yu Zhongxiao looked at her and suddenly stopped talking.
There was not much expression on his face, but his deep eyes seemed to see through her.
The cell phone ringtone suddenly rang in the corridor.
Ye Hehuan took out his cell phone and walked away from Yu Zhongxiao. The call was from Ye Zhimin.
"Sister-in-law?"
"I'm almost at the hospital, how is Yanyan doing now?" Ye Zhimin's voice was very worried.
When Ye Hehuan heard the urgent honking of the car, he was afraid that his sister-in-law would panic, so he softly comforted her: "The situation has stabilized. I have been watching from the side. She just told me that she wanted to drink apple juice. Please drive slowly. be careful on the road."
"Then I'll call you when I get there."
"Okay, let's do this first."
Yu Zhongxiao was still behind her, and Ye Hehuan was afraid that Ye Zhimin would say something that would expose Yan Yan's identity, so he ended the call in a hurry.
She put away her phone and walked straight out.
The safety door behind him closed again, but Yu Zhongxiao did not follow him out.
Ye Hehuan told himself over and over again in his heart not to look back, and his fingernails dug deep marks on his palms.
Walking into the ward, Ye Hehuan leaned against the door with a slightly confused expression on her face, like a big child who was lost and couldn't find the direction. She walked to the bedside and sat down, looking down at Yan Yan who was sleeping soundly. The child's breathing was heavy. She is light, her little face is not as white and rosy as usual, and her sickly look is very endearing.
Ye Hehuan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched Yan Yan's white and tender cheek, expressing feelings that he might never have in this life.
The words I heard at the door of the doctor's office six years ago are still fresh in my ears.
The doctor said that her uterine wall was too thin after the operation and her chances of becoming pregnant in the future were very low.
In fact, she said that she could not give birth and did not say it absolutely because she was concerned about the emotions of her family members.
fair enough.
Ye Hehuan did not want to experience the pain of induced labor again.
Moreover, many women who have given birth will lose their figure. She loves to dress up so much. If she really becomes fat, it might as well kill her.
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After a while, Ye Zhimin called.
Ye Hehuan told her which ward she was in, and within five minutes, Ye Zhimin appeared in the ward.
Seeing her sleeping daughter, Ye Zhimin breathed a sigh of relief and went to find the attending doctor to understand the situation. Ye Hehuan did not go in. She guarded Yan Yan in the ward.
When Ye Zhimin came back, he opened the door and saw his niece sitting on a chair playing with her mobile phone.
Ye Zhimin's originally nervous face softened slightly, and Ye Zhimin walked over. For fear of waking up the child, she asked Ye Hehuan in a low voice if she wanted to go downstairs to have something to eat.
"I'm not hungry." After saying that, Ye Hehuan looked at Yan Yan's sick eye again and asked Ye Zhimin: "Is Yan Yan okay?"
"This is an old problem."
Ye Zhimin sighed, she sat by the bedside, smoothed Yan Yan's hair from her forehead, and said, "Stay in the hospital for a few days, and then you can be discharged when the condition stabilizes."
At this time, the nurse came in and changed the IV for the child.
The nurse changed into a new bag of intravenous drip and glanced at Ye Hehuan who was standing at the end of the bed watching. Thinking of the situation when the little girl was brought in, she couldn't help but remind her: "You are the mother of a child, so you still need a lot of fluids on weekdays."
Note that it is best not to let her touch some irritating foods."
Ye Hehuan was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to explain, Ye Zhimin had already said, "You are mistaken, this is the child's cousin."
"Yeah?"
The nurse looked at Yanyan and then at Ye Hehuan: "They two cousins look really alike."
Ye Zhimin covered her daughter with a quilt and her smile was a little weak: "They say that my niece is Aunt Xiao. My niece looks like me, so it's not surprising that her cousin looks like her."
