ex-husband, we have no game

[69 Book Bar-www.] He suddenly turned his head and had no time to wipe away the tears on his face.

Zhan Aofan's heart tightened, his eyes were a little anxious, and he asked: "What's the matter? Youyou"

"Nothing." Mu Anyou avoided his hot and anxious gaze, shook her head, and turned her eyes away.

"Are you... worried about Hui Hui?" Zhan Aofan asked tentatively.

Mu Anyou just remained silent, neither responding nor denying.

Zhan Aofan was already convinced in his heart. After thinking about it, he slowly said: "Youyou, Uncle Abori has just checked Huihui. He is recovering very well and has not had any rejection reactions. You have to believe that everything will be fine."

Get up, believe me, and believe Hui Hui, our baby, he is strong and brave."

Mu Anyou bit her lower lip tightly and was silent for a long time. Just when Zhan Aofan thought she wouldn't speak, he heard her confused voice, filled with unspeakable regret.

"Zhan Aofan, did I really do something wrong? I didn't give him a healthy body, and I didn't give him a worry-free and complete childhood. Over the years, I have thought countless times, what if I had

If I had not given birth to him so willfully and irresponsibly, maybe..."

"Youyou, please don't think wildly." Zhan Aofan interrupted her, stretched out his hand to turn her shoulders, and looked face to face with him.

Mu Anyou seemed not to have heard anything, and kept talking to himself, his face stained with old color due to the memories, and he murmured: "I clearly know that my physical condition back then was not suitable for keeping this child.

Yes, but I am stubborn and don’t want to let go, and I can’t bear to cut him off from his body that has already formed... I am too willful and selfish."

"Youyou, please don't think wildly." Zhan Aofan looked at her face, spoke seriously, held her in his arms distressedly, and said softly and firmly: "You don't know how grateful and lucky I am, you

He gave me such a little baby. It’s been almost two years. Every time I look at him lying on the bed through the glass window, even if it’s time and time again.

Hopes failed again and again, but I never thought of giving up on him! Now that he has woken up, he will get better and better and grow up day by day. Worry, how can you think so wildly at this time?

What? When Huihui needs you the most." And me, these three words, Zhan Aofan choked in his throat and had no way to express them.

"Is that so?" Mu Anyou left his arms and asked confusedly: "He won't get sick again? He won't leave again?" Looking at the frail little body lying on the hospital bed, all the joy and excitement at the beginning

It faded away and was replaced by sadness and fear of the unknown.

Zhan Aofan can understand this feeling, because he feels the same way.

His fingertips touched her cheek and wiped away the tears that had fallen down. Zhan Aofan's smiling eyes were gentle but firm: "Yes, Anyou, our baby Huihui will become healthier and healthier. We have to watch him grow up day by day."

Big, you see him marrying a wife and having children, so you can stop thinking about it, okay? The little guy will be worried if he knows about it, huh?"

Under his long gaze, Mu Anyou finally nodded. The panic that suddenly surged in her heart dissipated a lot. Looking at the man in front of her, he gave her a generous chest and warm body temperature.

Have a solid peace of mind.

My heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly became confused again. I wanted to absorb it, but I was afraid to get close...

The ringtone of the cell phone abruptly interrupted the silent and ambiguous atmosphere, and also awakened Mu Anyou from his trance.

"Amy." After picking up the phone and putting it to her ear, Mu Anyou called to the other party.

Zhan Aofan's hand was hanging in the air, and the fingertips seemed to still have the residual warmth of her cheek. He watched her intently as she turned around and turned her back to him while talking on the phone.

Her voice was low, and she spoke a language he didn't understand, probably Spanish. It was not difficult to guess the identity of the person on the other end of the phone.

Sansan retracted his hand, hanging it by his side and unconsciously clenching his fists, listening to her lingering and chatty whispers. Although the voice was so beautiful, it was like fine needles drilling into his heart.

Yes, how could he forget that there was already another him beside her.

At this moment, he wanted to snatch her phone away so much, and declare tyrannically that he was not allowed to speak like this to other men, and he was not allowed to smile like this to other men, even through the receiver, even across the distance between the northern and southern hemispheres.

However, he still had some remaining sanity, and in the end, he could only lower the corners of his lips with self-mockery and turn around sadly.

If you can't see her, your heart won't hurt, right? If you can't hear her, then you can tell yourself to be more selfish, more rogue, and try your best to keep her.

After Mu Anyou finished speaking on the phone, she turned around and found that she was the only one on the balcony. She pursed her lips tightly, thinking thoughtfully, and deliberately ignored the empty feeling in her heart...

Faintly, as if he heard Gu Xiuyuan's voice, Mu Anyou hurriedly regained his somewhat chaotic mind and walked around the ward.

What caught his eye was that Abori was talking to Mu Hui in unintelligible Chinese, and from time to time he was gesticulating with his hands.

After expressing one sentence for a long time, Mu Hui just opened his eyes blankly. Finally, little friend Mu's patience came to an end. He looked at the person sitting beside the bed innocently with his big eyes and whispered: "Grandma, you still have to

Please translate, this grandpa speaks Chinese so well that I can’t understand a single word."

As soon as the words came out, not only Mu Anyou, but also Gu Xiuyuan, who had always been serious, laughed out loud regardless of appearance.

On the other hand, Abori was confused. He obviously didn't understand why everyone suddenly laughed, and it seemed that he was the one being laughed at.

"Okay, honey, grandma will be your translator. But do you want to tell this grandpa what you just said?" Gu Xiuyuan stroked her grandson's hair and smiled fondly.

"Well..." Mu Hui pouted his lips, looking like he was thinking very seriously, rolled his eyes, and said, "Let's forget it, grandpa will be sad." He was so cute and touched everyone's heart.

of softness.

Mu Anyou looked at the small body lying on the hospital bed, but the long sleep and pain had not wiped away all the innocence and joy.

Zhan Aofan was right. No matter how difficult or painful it was, Huihui had already endured it with strength. How could she be thinking so wildly at this time!

Thinking of this, Mu Anyou realized that there was no such figure in the room.

After saying a few words to Gu Xiuyuan, he bent down and kissed his son's forehead, then turned and walked out of the ward.

I asked the person on duty at the nurse station and gave a brief description. The other person told her that she only saw the gentleman taking the elevator downstairs, and she didn't know where he went specifically.

Mu Anyou felt confident, thanked the other party with a smile, and walked directly into the elevator.

Behind the medical center is a small park. I have to admit that in this regard, many countries in the United States and Europe are far better than China.

The first impression of Chinese hospitals is that they are full of disinfectant and have plain white walls. They are pale and powerless, expressing the fragility and helplessness of life. If you have been there once, you will never want to step into it again.

times place.

But here, you won’t feel like this. On the way, you will often see patients wearing hospital gowns. Although their faces are a little haggard due to the pain, their eyes are full of energy. That is, hope for life and hope for life.

The courage and confidence to overcome the disease.

It didn't take long for Mu Anyou to see the familiar figure on the park bench. Among the people around him who were almost all wearing hospital gowns, he was wearing light-colored linen trousers and short-sleeved shirt.

Conspicuous.

Givenchy’s limited editions are always his first choice.

The pace at his feet quickened slightly, and he approached that figure, but a few steps away, he frowned.

Because she could clearly smell the faint smell of nicotine in the air.

Just as he was about to get closer, he saw someone suddenly sitting down next to him.

The blond woman is wearing pink work clothes that are so short that they almost cover her buttocks. She doesn't have the wide and stiff look of Chinese nurses' uniforms. It seems that openness really does not distinguish between professions. If this was in China, it would have been banned long ago.

Fired ten thousand times.

Zhan Aofan stared into the distance, not knowing where he had flown to. Suddenly, there was a strange smell around him. He suddenly looked back and saw a charming woman smiling, which was incompatible with her work clothes that symbolized angels.

His brows were furrowed tightly, and there was already a hint of displeasure on his face.

"Sir, alone?" the woman spoke in authentic American English, with a strong sense of charm in her voice.

Such high-profile and unabashed "encounter" scenes are obviously only seen in nightclubs and bars, right? At least in China, it is obvious how open the folk customs in the United States are. This is during the day, Mu An worried about her lips

His horns were slightly hooked, and he sighed inwardly.

Zhan Aofan's eyes were half-squinted. Anyone who knew him well knew that this had reached the bottom line of his patience.

But the next moment, a strange light shone in those narrow eyes, and a confused look appeared on his face.

The woman in a nurse's uniform thought that he had not heard her question, so she repeated a few more words. In the end, her words were already very bone-dry.

Zhan Aofan always maintained an ignorant expression, as if he was talking to a duck.

After this continued for about ten minutes, the woman finally gave up, muttered a few words, got up and left.

Zhan Aofan breathed a sigh of relief, but when he inadvertently raised his eyes, he met the figure standing not far away.

Mu Anyou was just a few steps behind him, leaning against the outer railing of the flower garden, with her arms folded across her chest, and a faint smile on her lips.

Zhan Aofan panicked and stood up immediately, striding in front of her with a few strides: "Youyou, when did you come here?" There was a hint of anxiety in his tone, thinking of the situation just now, he was afraid that she had misunderstood something.

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