Not long after Ye Zi left, Qi Jiawei pinched his nose with some fatigue, and then called his mother. After all, it was very inappropriate to ask Uncle Leng and Aunt Zhang about this matter.
When asked, I could only know the whole thing from my mother's mouth.
"Jiawei, you stay up late again? Oh, why should you be so stubborn?"
"Mom, this is not the point. What I asked you is how Yixin is?"
"What else can it be? I'm still in a coma, but the doctors in the UK have been giving her hypnotic treatments again, hoping to awaken her consciousness."
"Didn't wake up? Mom, why do I feel...what are you hiding from me? Why is Yixin still not awake? I always feel...
"No, no, Jiawei, you have thought too much, how could Mom hide something from you? You've thought too much, there's nothing."
Although Lan Ruoyi on the other end of the phone was not standing in front of Qi Jiawei, she felt panicked, as if she was staring at her son again.
"mom……
"Okay, I know, take good care of yourself. Your father has come here, maybe he is not adapted to the local conditions. He is not in good health recently, so he will die first."
I was afraid that I would reveal the stuff if I told my son too much, so Lan Ruoyi could only lie and wanted to hang up the phone. Yixin's body was not optimistic after all, and how deeply did her son love Yixin?
She didn't know either.
"Well, goodbye, mom, you must take good care of yourself, too."
"Bye-Bye!"
"bye."
Hang up the phone, Qi Jiawei's mentality was almost extremely empty. How to say it? Even though the lights in this office were on, the colorful lights outside could not stimulate his nerves no matter how gorgeous they were. He had only one belief, he had only that
A belief...
Yixin, wait for him, you must wait for him! You are not allowed to abandon him first, you are not allowed to...
In this life, even if she really leaves him, he will never fall in love with other women. In this life, Qi Jiawei can only identify Leng Yixin as a woman...