On Friday, June 8, Zhao Tianqin looked at him with a smile and said calmly during dinner, "If you don't go to work tomorrow, take the children to the children's playground." Let him spend more time with the children until she takes them back to Jiangzhou.
I'm afraid he won't have many opportunities to see the children because he's so busy, and he may even be less likely to come when he gets a new family.
"Okay" Huang Zezhong responded happily. She smiled to herself. Although she felt a little strange, she just wanted to pay attention to him. He would not be too busy to ignore her anymore. He would spend as much time with her as possible, etc.
When the child is older, he takes her on a trip...
After dinner, Huang Zezhong pushed Siming in the stroller and followed her to a nearby square for a walk. He couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Yingying walking with a smile on her face and gently answering her daughter's various questions.
Will they reconcile? He really wants to hold her to sleep and stop oppressing him with indifferent expressions, eyes and momentum. He is very sad. Does she know?
Wearing a loose light green cotton mid-sleeve dress, she was so slender, her shoulders looked very thin, and her exposed slender arms looked smaller than her daughter's arms. How could she be so thin? He was stunned.
He suddenly felt pain. The day after tomorrow, he found a nanny to help her do less housework. She could just play with the child...
When he got home, he answered the phone and came back. She had already bathed the two children and changed their clothes, which made him helpless. He sat at the desk with a book and watched from the corner of his eye as she took her pajamas and walked to the bathroom to take a bath. She slightly
The heavy steps made him frown. Was she feeling heavy again? He could only take her to Uncle Ming's place for a check-up after the child was on holiday. She hadn't gone for a check-up in half a year.
He looked at her in confusion, who was covered in white mist after bathing. How hot was the water for her bath? You could see the heat radiating from her body. He put down his book, took his pajamas and strode into the bathroom. The steamy bathroom made him feel sad. He took a shower.
Even with such hot water, her face and hands were still pale without a trace of rosiness. She still washed herself with such hot water when the weather was so hot. It was already June and she was still wearing thick long-sleeved pants. She didn't even feel the heat.
Is it warm? It made his heart suddenly ache.
He will take good care of her, make her laugh, make her gradually fatter and warmer just like they did when they first came out to live alone...
When he walked out of the bathroom, she had already put the two children to sleep. She put her hands on Siming's back and fell asleep. It was not yet 9 o'clock.
Sitting by the bed and looking at her thin baby face without a trace of baby fat, it made him feel bad and made him even more afraid to touch her. He wanted to hug her, but he was afraid that she would wake up. Last time he only touched her
He touched her cheek, and she woke up with a start, looking at him with a frightened face, like the feeling on the second day of wedding.
If she doesn't want to, forget it, her bruises are painful, it's fine as long as he doesn't hurt her.
He missed the warm and fragrant milky scent of her body so much. He lowered his head and looked at her infatuatedly. He came closer to her and smelled the sweet scent of her body, but did not dare to touch her.
It took him a long time to fall asleep, and he found that she didn't have a pillow on her head. He went to the cabinet to get a clean pillow for her, took her pillow and laid it on his head. The fragrant milk fragrance filled the tip of his nose and he fell asleep.
He hasn't touched her in a year and a half...
He can endure it until they reconcile, as long as she is willing!
As long as she lives by his side, nothing else matters!
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In the middle of the night, Zhao Tianqin suddenly heard the child's cry and quickly sat up, picked up the child and gently coaxed him to sleep. The child refused to sleep with his eyes open, and his head was moving everywhere. Could it be that he was hungry? Siming obviously did not drink night milk.
Yes, she reluctantly pulled up her clothes and leaned against the bed to feed the child.
The child was drunk and was about to fall asleep when the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up. Zhao Tianqin turned around and glanced at his mobile phone. She took the mobile phone and unlocked it. The password was still her birthday. She clicked on the text message on his mobile phone:
【I understand, I will always wait for you, I love you!】
There was only one text message she checked for this phone number. There was no one with this number on WeChat. Was she afraid that she would know if she deleted it? She held her phone tightly for a while before deleting the text message and putting it down. She leaned against the bed and closed her eyes, feeling a wave of pain in her chest.
The severe pain spreads...
[You don’t want me and the children anymore? My heart hurts so much... If there is an afterlife, I don’t want to see you again, love you, or marry you... We will never meet again! 】
Zhao Tianqin only felt that her eyes went black for a while, and the severe pain that was more painful than when she gave birth to a child continued to spread from her heart to her whole body. Was she going to die? Death would be a relief. She didn't want to persevere or live anymore! Her body and heart were always in pain.
There will be no more pain…
The hand holding the child fell down.
The 8-month-old Siming who fell on her lap started crying crazily. The 4-year-old daughter on the right got up and said in a daze, "Mom, my brother is crying, my brother is crying..."
Huang Zezhong suddenly woke up and pushed her shoulder, "Give me my wife and children..." Watching her fall on the bed on the right made him panic. Her chest did not rise and fall at all. He tremblingly stretched his hand under her nose, without any movement.
There was no sound, and the person touching her neck stopped beating.
He picked up his mobile phone and called 120, "Doctor, my wife is unconscious, No. 17 Tianbao Road..."
Zhao Tianqin stood beside her body and couldn't believe it. Is she dead? Just like falling into the water when she was three years old? She wanted to wake up, she wanted to open her eyes, she was unwilling to give in, but why was it useless?
She threw herself into her body again and again, still passing through. She was extremely sad but had no tears. She only felt a sharp pain in her soul. She could only follow her body and didn't know what to do...
After Huang Zezhong made the call, he took the child aside, laid her down and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on her. Her whole body was cold and there was no trace of warmth, which made his heart hurt. Is she really dead?
Until the sound of the ambulance came, he ran downstairs and opened the door for the doctor to come in. He took his mobile phone and wallet, picked up the children one by one, and followed him into the ambulance.
"Cardiac arrest, myocardial infarction, have you taken any medicine?..." The doctor checked and said.
"No, she was already unconscious when I woke up and couldn't feel her breathing." Huang Zezhong felt panic and severe pain in his heart. Is she dying? Why does his heart hurt so much?
The doctor prepared the medicine and gave Zhao Tianqin an injection, and then gave Zhao Tianqin first aid.
Huang Zezhong stood in front of the operating room of the emergency room and waited. A doctor rushed over and gave him a critical illness notice before entering the operating room.
He only glanced at it for a few times before he fell to the ground, took out his mobile phone and called his father-in-law, "Dad, I'm at XX Hospital. Qinqin has myocardial infarction and cardiac arrest. I've issued a critical illness notice. Come quickly..." After the call...
Looking at the red light in the operating room on the phone, tears came down. He was filled with grief. Did she really not be able to hold on? Hadn't she been good these past years? Didn't she say she wouldn't give up? Didn't she say she would take the children to play tomorrow?
Yingying stood next to Huang Zezhong and cried sadly, "Dad, I want my mother, can you take me to find my mother? I want my mother..."
Siming was crying in Huang Zezhong's arms, and the cry of the two children echoed at the door of the operating room.
Huang Zezhong endured his grief and stood up with his daughter in his arms: "Don't cry, mom is sick, the doctor is treating her, and we will see her soon."
Zhao Tianqin stood in front of the children sadly, "Mom is here, mom is fine, don't cry..."