Qianqi got out of bed, put on the large hospital gown, and her body was as thin as paper. She walked to the window in a few steps and stared at the ground outside the window. Yan Zhuang and other three people just happened to come out of the hospital building. Don't forget to walk in the middle.

Yan Zhuang and Ning Zhenqian each held his hand. Mo Wang's steps were brisk. Although she couldn't see his expression clearly, she knew that such an expression meant that he was very happy...

It’s spring again.

I still remember that year, it was also spring, in the southernmost corner of China, when she gave birth to Mo Wang in the alternating entanglement of despair and hope. At that time, the sky was filled with stars...

She never thought that one day Mo Wang would be able to hold Ning Zhenqian's hand, although this scene appeared in her dreams countless times.

However, this scene finally became a reality. The only difference was that the person holding Mo Wang's other hand would no longer be her...

spring.

Spring is so beautiful...

The sunlight penetrates through the thick clouds and shines on the leaves. It is not strong or cold, but just right, and the leaves glow with a light golden light.

It seems that don't forget that the black hair also has a little golden light.

Is it her imagination? Don’t forget that she seems to be taller than last year...

She always felt guilty about Mo Wang.

Not only was this child autistic, but he was also shorter than his peers. When he went to the hospital for a checkup, it was found that all growth indicators were not up to standard.

If she hadn't been able to give him a better environment from pregnancy to raising him, maybe he wouldn't be like this...

She watched the three of them get into the car and watched their car leave. Her heart seemed to be pulled away by the long road and followed them...

It's just that there will no longer be a place for her in that car, between those three people...

Including Mo Wang, even though she devoted half her life's efforts, even though she tried to treat Mo Wang as a treasure, she didn't know who she was in Mo Wang's heart...

She will never understand his world...

Her long, pale fingers tightly grasped the edge of the window. Her fingers could be described as skinny as wood...

"What's the use of looking at it?" Feng Peihong snorted, "You can look back just by looking at it? If the man ran away, even his son would become someone else's! Baby, why are you so stupid? Why didn't you do it in the first place?

The Ning family just took responsibility and left? Forget it if you leave. Since you gave birth to the Ning family's child, you should come back. But you stayed away for eight years and didn't come back. What did you think?"

Qianqi silently returned to bed, with a pale face that was too thin and pale to look at, "Mom, I don't think about anything now..."

"Yes! Don't think about it!" Feng Peihong said, "Your dad is right, the only thing you want to think about now is good treatment! As for the rest..."

She sneered, as long as the illness was cured, those who were supposed to come back would still come back! She didn't believe that the little goblin named Tao Zi could endure the future life. She was so stupid before, what was the fuss about? Of course someone would deal with that little goblin! Old man

God has eyes! How could the baby suffer so much?

"Mom..." Qianqi glanced at her mother in embarrassment.

Feng Peihong smiled and said, "Don't worry, daughter, mother will make the decision for you. You can rest in peace and recuperate. If your health is not good, everything will be in vain!"

Qianqi knew her mother's stubborn character and knew that convincing her would be even harder than climbing to heaven...

Ning Zhenqian was worried about Tao Zi at home and called her on his mobile phone in the car.

Tao Zi couldn't leave the army, so he had to go back home and continue writing the manuscript by hand. As he was writing in great detail, his cell phone rang.

It is said that after Ning Zhenqian banned the use of her mobile phone, she usually turned it off. Today, because she was too bored, she wanted to chat with Miaomiao, but she was not allowed to access the computer and could not make calls on her mobile phone. She, a digital paralysis sufferer, remembered

She couldn't get anyone's mobile phone number, so she had to turn on the phone to check, but she could swear that she was calling from a landline and just forgot to turn it off...

Who knew Ning Zhenqian would call?

She was so obsessed with writing that she didn't even think about it. She was still writing on the paper with one hand, and she picked up the phone with the other hand, "Hello..."

When she suddenly remembered something, it was already too late. She had already said "Hello", and then, his scolding came from the mobile phone, "Why are you starting to use your mobile phone again? Didn't you say you are not allowed to use it?"

"

"..." She knew... so she quickly hung up the phone and took the initiative to scold her for nothing. She didn't want to do it...

However, as soon as she hung up, he immediately called again.

She thought for a while and answered, "Hey, what's up?"

"I said you haven't turned off your phone yet?"

"..." It makes no sense. He actually came to test whether she had turned off her phone...

He cut off the phone and shut down the phone angrily.

Just when she was about to continue writing the manuscript, her home phone rang again. She went to answer it, and it was him again...

"It's alright this time, don't let me catch you using your phone again! What did you eat for lunch?" He asked matter-of-factly, as if this was his business...

"..." But she remembered the time when he was stimulated by Yan Zhuang's words and went to harm the taste buds of all the officers and soldiers. Now she is really pregnant...

She smiled bitterly, no longer in the same state of mind as before.

It turned out that they were so happy at that time...

"Why aren't you talking? What are you doing? I'll be back soon. Let's have dinner together." He said again when he couldn't hear his voice.

"I know." She said calmly, "Is there anything else?"

He was speechless. Listening to her strange indifference on the phone, he really wanted to suspect that he once had a daughter who held the phone and called her "leader, leader" affectionately and crookedly while holding the phone? And what's more?

That girl who forced him to kiss her on the phone? Wasn't that his dream?

But who can be blamed for all this?

"Want to go back for dinner?" Yan Zhuang asked.

"Yeah." He responded.

"There should be soup stewed at home. You can put a can of it back and eat it with Taotao." Yan Zhuang said nothing else.

If according to her previous assumptions, Tao Zi was pregnant, she would stay close to her daughter-in-law, cook delicious food for her daughter-in-law, raise Tao Zi until she is fat, and then wait to hold her fat grandson. She sentenced this day to

How long have you been waiting for...

However, when the day finally came, all her expectations came to nothing.

Is living like this a life now? The family is divided into several places, and the son travels back and forth between several places, using his hard work to maintain a balance point, and she is really worried that one day when a certain balance point is broken, there will be

There are devastating disasters.

She didn't believe in premonitions, but she often felt panic in her heart. She thought it was because she was afraid...

I hope that if this life continues, no one will be hurt...

When I returned to the community and entered the small building, it was already dinner time, and the nanny had already put dinner on the table on time.

Ning Zhenqian was sitting at the dining table, waiting for Yan Zhuang to pack the soup and some stir-fried vegetables so that he could take them back to eat with Tao Zi. But at this moment, Mo Wang climbed onto his lap and sat obediently on his lap.

He looked down at the child with whom he had a father-son relationship, and felt a soft sadness in his heart. He felt this way every time he saw or even thought about Mo Wang...

Teacher Xie Wen saw it and smiled and said, "You and your child haven't seen each other for a few days. This child is still very close to you. Didn't you also not see him for a few days before going to training? He will go to the window to watch when the time comes.

, that time is the time every time you come to see him, he is watching you come home."

He was slightly surprised, "He...can understand time?"

"Yes!" Xie Wen replied with a smile, "Their understanding and adherence to time are even more rigid than ours. Once something forms a pattern, they will follow it rigidly. If it is broken, they will feel chaotic.

, you will feel confused.”

Ning Zhenqian lowered his head and looked at Mo Wang's small body, and his expression obediently looking at the window opposite in his arms, and his heart froze again.

"Don't forget." He couldn't help but shout softly.

Mo Wang glanced at him, but when he was about to say something, Mo Wang looked away again...

"Mo Wang, look at me, look at me and speak." He helped Mo Wang focus on him and asked, "Mo Wang, do you want me to eat with you?"

Don’t forget that nature cannot express itself, and there is no content in its eyes.

Xie Wen smiled, "He doesn't know whether he wants it or not. However, he is very close to you. If you play with him, he will be happy. You used to visit him at the place where he eats, and he will wait for you at this point.

, but the next few days were all in vain..."

"Stop talking..." Xie Wen's words made Ning Zhenqian feel very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but hold Mo Wang's little hand, and found that his hand was more fleshy than when he first met.

Yan Zhuang shouted in the kitchen, "Mom, I'll stay for dinner. I'll just bring food to my daughter."

"Stay?" Yan Zhuang came out and asked, "Where is Nannan..."

Ning Zhenqian frowned and said nothing, but took out his cell phone and called Tao Zi.

"Nanny..." When he called her name, his tone was full of apology. 13acv.

"What's up?"

"I'm going to come back later, just a little later..." he emphasized habitually. It wasn't until the person on the other end just gave him a faint "oh" in reply that he felt extremely disappointed. Late or not, she

Do you still care now?

He waited, making sure that she would not say anything else except the word "oh"...

He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and asked lightly, "Are you hungry?"

"No." When she was bored, she ate a lot of fruits and nuts, but she was really not hungry...
To be continued...