Jin Feng looked at his mother in surprise: "Mom, who are they you are talking about?"
A complicated expression appeared on Xu Yanran's face, and after a long time, she slowly said: "Don't worry about that much. I believe mom. Mom is the person who treats you the best in this world, and you are mom's only baby..."
"Where are brothers?"
Jin Feng's words were like a bolt of lightning, passing through the empty room!
Xu Yanran looked at her beloved little son, and for a while, she trembled her chapped lips and said: "Xiaofeng, your brother has his own life, he doesn't need us..."
"No! Brother needs us! Mom, don't talk about my brother's bad things anymore! The nurses all said that every time my brother comes to see me, he stays by my side without sleep. There are many books in my ward, all
It was my brother who carefully selected it for me. Even the flowers on the windowsill were my favorite...Mom, why have you never liked my brother?"
Xu Yanran looked at Jin Feng dumbly: "Xiaofeng, you have changed."
"It's not that I have changed, but I was afraid that you would be angry when I was mom. But after experiencing this life and death, I realized how much my brother loves me! Mom, I know you love me, and you love me, why can't I love my brother like this?
Brother is your first child, so you should love him even more!"
Xu Yanran's face changed slightly: "What did Jin Ting tell you? Why are you so disobedient? You are not well-behaved, you are not the child your mother loves the most!"
"Brother? Mom, don't you know that something happened to your brother?" Jin Feng looked at his mother sadly, "Brother was in a car accident and was poisoned on the cliff. I don't know if he can wake up now, I think Brother.
It was his own coma to exchange for my awakening! So, mom, don’t say that to brother!”
Xu Yanran opened her mouth and her voice was a little numb: "You said... your brother... doesn't know if he can wake up now?"
"Yes, mom, don't you know? My brother almost died!"
Xu Yanran's face turned gray and she whispered for a while: "I really don't know, Xiaofeng, take me to see him."
"Okay...Mom..." A hint of joy flashed across Jin Feng's face, "Mom, go talk to your brother and tell him that you love him too. Maybe he will wake up as soon as he is happy..."
Xu Yanran frowned fiercely and remained silent.
The nurse led the mother and son to Jin Ting's ward.
As soon as the door opened, Xu Yanran saw the man sleeping on the hospital bed.
It's like a stone statue in the deep sea, with no sign of awakening.
Jin Feng's voice choked: "Mom, come and see your brother."
Xu Yanran's face was slightly pale and she walked closer to Jin Ting step by step.
These steps seemed to have exhausted all her strength.
Every step she takes is like a year of time...
She remembered Jin Ting, who was seven years old, wearing a small white suit at the Christmas party and playing the violin on the stage, just like a sparkling star. She remembered Jin Ting, who was three years old, who could recite simple English poems.
Standing in the summer courtyard, her smile as beautiful as the sun. She remembered that when he was born, she was surprisingly beautiful. Even the old nurse said she had never seen such a beautiful baby. His facial features were so delicate, and he stretched out his fat and fat.
The little hand seems to embrace the world...
Xu Yanran suddenly felt a little sad. Yes, since when did he turn from his own flesh into his own flesh?
She used to love him too. When she was pregnant for the first time, she had a severe pregnancy reaction and vomited until she vomited all her bile. But at that time, she still held her belly every night and talked to the child in her belly under the moon...
…
"Ting'er..."
She finally stood in front of her eldest son.
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His face was very pale and his body was much thinner. You could see the light blue blood vessels on his neck and the thick eyelashes hanging down. He looked much younger, and he seemed to be a teenager.
Xu Yanran sighed...
Behind him, Jin Feng was also urging: "Mom, please pull your brother's hand."
Xu Yanran looked back at Jin Feng: "Xiaofeng, my mother did this for you......"
"Anyway, go and pull your brother's hand. Brother will be very happy, and I'm happy too."
Xu Yanran hesitated for a while, reached out and touched the man's palm on the hospital bed.
At that moment, she was even a little surprised that there were so many hard calluses on his palm. He was no longer the soft and marshmallow-like little hands when he was a child.
Yes, he has grown up.
I don't know when, Jin Feng was already standing on the other side of Jin Ting and grabbed Jin Ting's other hand: "Brother, brother, wake up, when you wake up, our family of three will live happily together.
, Mom won't blame you anymore..."
Xu Yanran glanced at Jin Feng: "Xiaofeng, can you go out first? Mom tells my brother if you have something to do."
Jin Feng was a little reluctant to leave, but after listening to his mother's words, he went out and closed the door considerately.
Xu Yanran looked at Jin Ting's face quietly, and a burst of pain appeared in her heart...
He looks really like his father...
The man who made her sad for the rest of her life...
When did she find out that her husband, the woman she loves the most, is not her at all?
Xu Yanran's brow jumped and fell into the most painful and unwilling memory...
It seemed that when Jin Ting was three or four years old... At that time, the mother-son relationship had not deteriorated so...
That day, she was going to attend a dinner with her husband. She carefully selected the evening dress. She was beautiful and charming in the mirror. She stood with Jin Peng, who was mature and elegant, full of mature men's charm. She was a perfect match and a pink one.
The young and handsome Jin Ting is like a model of a perfect family.
But that day, Jin Ting didn't know what he had eaten, and suddenly vomited at the banquet. She felt sorry for her son. In addition, the old maid, the grandson of the queen mother, took a leave when she was sick that day, so Xu Yanran brought a little maid and held her son.
Back home.
But the little maid was frivolous and could not find anything. The other servants were resting. Xu Yanran could only find medicine in the room and boil water. She was originally a rich lady, so she had done these housework for a while.
I was so tired that I was sweating.
The carefully selected evening dress was also dirty, and she couldn't help feeling depressed. At this time, Jin Ting, who was naturally lively, was rubbing towards Jin Peng's study while wearing dirty clothes. She was afraid that he would dirty her husband.
My beloved collection of books was about to carry him down, but suddenly, Jin Ting accidentally touched a small statue that Jin Peng placed in a corner of the bookshelf!