Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 92: time of death
Qi Qi quietly listened to his mother's words, his eyes were indifferent.
He seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand either.
Qiqi did not know if she was happy or unhappy right now.
My mom said she was young, and she would tell me a lot when she grew up, but she didn't think she was young, and she could understand a lot of things.
Poking her lips together, Qi Qi hid her disappointment, and changed the subject on her own initiative, as she noticed that when her mother mentioned her father, there was sadness in her body.
“Bu, besides Father and Mother, do I have another brother?”
“Of course Qiqi also has a grandmother.”
“Grandma? Where is she?”
Song Yueliang thought about it and explained to her daughter, "Grandmother made some mistakes, so she has to correct her mistakes. But she'll be right back, and I'll take you to pick her up."
"it's good!"
After putting her daughter to sleep, she turned off the lights, and the room went pitch-black, but Song Yueliang woke up from drowsiness, with no drowsiness at all.
Turning his head away, he looked at the wooden table beside the bed in the darkness.
There was a very elegant fragrance of flowers floating from the table and seeping into the air.
He brought back a bouquet of poppies, packed them into a bottle, and put them on the table.
Maybe in a day or two, the flowers will wither.
Qiqi dreamed.
In the dream, there was a very vague body, very tall and tall, covered in white mist, his face was not clearly visible.
Qiqi tried her hardest to tiptoe, trying to see the man's face clearly, but in the end, she barely saw a pair of eyes.
His eyes were narrow and long, dark and energetic, with gentle eyes.
"...Daddy?" Qiqi gathered her courage and exclaimed in hesitation.
His eyes froze for a moment, then curved upwards like a beautiful crescent moon.
The white mist gradually thickened, covering those eyes.
Inside the fog, a force gently pushed him away, like a man behind a white mist gently pushed him away.
"Dad..." Qi Qi opened his round eyes, staring fixedly at the white mist, with tears streaming down his eyes.
Father, don't push Qiqi away...
"dad!"
Wrapped in white mist, the figure of the man turned around, turned his back and left, no matter how hard Qiqi chased after him, he never looked back.
Qi Qi desperately ran towards the white mist, tears falling from his eyes one by one.
Don't go, Dad, don't go!
The fog is so thick, you definitely don't see Qiqi clearly.
Qiqi behaved very well and looked very beautiful. My mother said, My eyes are most similar to yours.
Father, turn around and look Qiqi in the eye.
I'm your daughter, Dad...
"Dad!" The baby was crying, grieving in the dark.
Song Yue opened her eyes coldly, and immediately hugged her daughter tightly, "Qiqi, get up. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Qiqi is having a nightmare right?"
"Mother mother!" Qiqi woke up in the woman's arms, tears falling like beads breaking, and instantly wetting the front of the woman's body, "I dreamt my father was gone, and yet I couldn't catch up to him."
Song Yueliang's heart skipped a beat, heavy and cold, and her entire body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"I want you back, Mom."
"I want Dad back!"
In the sea of consciousness, the little egg man was sleeping soundly in a crawling position.
In the half-full storage pond at the side, the blood-red energy suddenly fluctuated, and disappeared just like that after a while.
…
"Shock!. increase the current! Continue on!"
Late at night, the emergency room of Huicheng Hospital was in chaos.
Old Fu was sitting on the front bench of the emergency room, still wearing tangled pajamas.
The old man in his seventies, at this time, his back was bent, his eyes were sagging, he was sad and desperate.
Uncle Gui stood beside him with a serious expression, holding the phone in his hand and whispering something to the other end.
In the emergency room, the pale and thin man bounced up and down again and again due to an electric shock.
Everyone remains unresponsive.
On a monitor connected to the heartbeat, the line slowly flattens.
Finally, sound the long beep.
Everyone in the room stopped their rescue actions and fell silent.
The old dean looked at the young face on the hospital bed for a long time, and finally closed his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Record, patient Fu Yanchi, the time of his death is—"
"Old Dean!" The nurse assistant interrupted the old dean's words with a cry.
The old dean suddenly turned his head, and after seeing the extremely weak fluctuations on the heart rate monitor, his eyes turned into ecstasy, "Continue saving!"
The day will come.
Kyoto, Yan Family Villa.
After listening to the report from the microphone, Yan Huai put down the already hot microphone with trembling hands.
Meng Jingxian fell on the sofa, crying out in excitement.
Even the tensed jaws of Yanxi loosened, but his eyes looked complicated.
Such situations are repeatedly experienced by their families.
This time it was the most serious, and his heart stopped beating during the rescue.
Another time was five years ago, when she fell into a coma and was unable to wake up. The family used all connections and immediately sent the person abroad for treatment.
“Brother Huai, bring back Ah Chi.” After crying for a while, Meng Jingxian said in a hoarse voice, "I'm very worried that she will stay there. If he wants to accompany the old man, take him with you. I. I'm so scared.. ."
She was choked by her sobs and was unable to continue speaking.
She was really afraid that she would not be able to see Ah Chi for the last time.
Yan Huai sat on the sofa on the other side, silent, like a body whose soul had been emptied.
Yanxi looked at the two of them, and after a while she sneered, got up and left.
"Where are you going?" He was about to exit the gate when the voice of a majestic man sounded from behind.
Yan Xi stopped her steps and did not turn her head. “Does it matter where I go? After all, in your eyes, it makes no difference whether my son is there or not.”
"Yanxi! What are you talking about?" Meng Jingxian's eyes were filled with exhaustion, and her heart felt helpless, "Now the house is in chaos, can you stop adding to the current mess!"
Yanxi gritted her teeth, her eyes twinkled, and there was sarcasm in her eyes.
"Yes, I'm just going to make trouble for you," she said as she walked away with a sharp laugh, "so why did you give birth to me?"
In the hall, the lights were bright and cold.
Yanhuai and Meng Jingxian each sat in an apartment, each immersed in his thoughts, and no one spoke for a long time.
Finally, Meng Jingxian got up, and said gently before leaving, "Brother Huai, if you are too busy and do not have time, I will pick her up from Achi's place. I'll pack some clothes and leave at dawn."
The footsteps of the woman heading upwards were also very soft and slow, her tone was the same as when she spoke.
It seems that in this family, he was always careful, for fear of disturbing others and causing displeasure.
When the soft sound of footsteps disappeared, the tall man who was sitting still moved, raised his head, and looked towards the disappearance, inexplicably dazed.
He never admitted failure.
But at this moment, he suddenly realized that no matter if he was a father or husband, he had failed miserably.
Father and son are at odds, and husband and wife are at odds.