Under the bright light, four dishes and one soup were neatly placed on the dining table, all of which she loved. There was a small note next to it, written in Ning Ziqian's handwriting: No matter how busy you are, you must eat, and don't get sick.
Ning Ziqian must have been gone for quite some time, and the dishes and soup on the dining table were only slightly warm. Xia Mengying put aside the dust-proof table cover in her hand, and then sat down at the nearest seat.
She scooped a mouthful of soup with a spoon and put it into her mouth. The warm temperature was even hotter than freshly boiled water. Xia Mengying felt as if her heart was burning. As she ate, her face
The table suddenly became cold. She was holding chopsticks in her hands and food in her mouth. Her vision was getting blurry. She lay on the table and cried.
With Ning Ziqian on one side and her mother on the other, with the palms of her hands on the back, how should she choose?
She knew in her heart that Fang Jingyi's matter was urgent, but bone marrow transplantation was risky, and even if it was successful, there was a possibility of recurrence. If Ning Ziqian was not by her side at that time, how could she survive? Just thinking of that day
, Xia Mengying felt empty and miserable.
Death is not terrible, the most terrible thing is that the people left behind don’t know how to live.
Xia Mengying had no appetite, so she managed to eat a few mouthfuls. She only felt sore all over, as if a hundred kilograms of stone were pressing on her body, and she couldn't exert any strength.
Xia Mengying returned to the room, turned on the light, walked to the cloakroom, and stared blankly at the shirts and suits in the closet, biting her lips, and golden beans kept falling out.
Ning Ziqian only brought a few clothes, and most of his things were still at home. Xia Mengying felt sour in her heart when she looked at the things he left behind. She leaned back against the wall and sat directly on the ground.
In just a few months, that man has already integrated into her flesh and blood. From the day she decided to be with him, she thought about becoming his girlfriend, and then his wife, and they would have their own life.
She had a child and lived happily together for the rest of her life. She had thought that one day, he might leave her, but she never thought that she would take the initiative to leave him.
Aunt Zhang is right, you like me and I like you is not simple. Many people can't meet a mutually agreeable person in their lives, but there are so many lovers in this world who finally achieve success and come together.
What? The so-called miracle should refer to this kind of thing, I like you and you like me at the same time, then get married and have children, and stay together for the rest of your life.
During this period of time, she had always felt that she was very lucky, but now it seemed that God was just preparing to play a joke on her.
Xia Mengying didn't tell anyone, not even Xia Dahai, that Fang Jingyi had leukemia.
Xia Mengying could be said to be extremely disappointed with Xia Dahai's performance during this period. She no longer had any confidence in him. She didn't want to sigh in anger when she mentioned or thought of her father.
Wang Jiazhi and Xia Xiaoxue are not good people. If this matter is known to them, apart from gloating and saying some vicious words, they will probably come to the hospital to harass her mother. This is not the result she wants to see.
Now that we are divorced, or because of the most unforgivable reason, it is the best choice for both of us to be strangers from now on.
As for Uncle Sun, he already has his own family and a woman who needs to be responsible, and the mother is not. Because she knows the pain, she does not want to break the tranquility of a family and let another woman hurt the same harm as her mother.
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"I heard the teacher say that you asked the school for a month of leave, dream, what do you ask for so long leave?"
On Wednesday morning, when Xia Mengling was preparing for breakfast, Liang Yufei suddenly turned on the phone.
"What happened?"
Last week, Xia Menglang called her to accompany her specialty in buying S City. Xia Mengfeng answered a phone call and suddenly left. After returning, Liang Yufei always felt very wrong.
What happened, the teacher named it today, and said to herself when she clicked at Xia Mengying. She asked for leave. She asked after class and knew that Xia Mengyu asked for a long vacation for a month.
"My mother is uncomfortable, I want to take care of her."
Xia Mengying said weakly, and she spent all her minds with Fang Jingyi speaking in the hospital every day. She couldn't tell clearly in a few words. Xia Mengyu didn't want to explain so much.
"Is the aunt returned from the UK?"
"Um."
Xia Mengling sat down in the chair aside.
"What's wrong with her aunt? Is it serious? In which hospital, I go to see her, dream, how can your voice dumb?" Liang Yufei asked with concern.
"I'm fine. If you visit, next time, she is weak now, and take more rest."
Xia Mengling rubbed his forehead, "Things are a bit complicated, and the explanation is unclear. When I have time, I will tell you."
The tiredness and weakness in Xia Meng's words, even through the phone, Liang Yufei could hear it. She was a little lost, "Well, you pay attention to your body, I call me when I need it."
Liang Yufei said, hanging up the phone, Xia Mengfeng's hand was loose, his phone fell lightly on the table. Xia Mengfeng leaned against the back of the chair and took a deep breath.
In the past few days, Xia Mengliang did not call Yan Siming, and Yan Siming did not take the initiative to contact Xia Mengyu. The matter of that day was like a fantasy scene.
Every day, she swayed around Fang Jingyi and Ning Ziqian. Until now, she has not made up her mind.
She knew that she should compromise with Yan Siming, but she really couldn't bear to loosen the happiness that she was holding in my hand firmly.
For a few days, Xia Mengying did not rest well. No matter how to make up, she couldn't hide the black and pale face.
She didn't know, how long can she hold on this way, Xia Mengling is very clear about the cruelty of reality. She has no chance to drag it for too long.
It was a few minutes away from ten o'clock. Xia Mengling went to the hospital, but Fang Jingyi and Zhang Hui were not in the ward. The care of the room was cleaned up and told Xia Mengyu that Fang Jingyi did chemotherapy.
Xia Meng lingered out of the ward. When he reached the twelve floors, as soon as he was out of the elevator, he saw Fang Jingyi sitting on the cart in the hospital.
Heaven is going to be chemotherapy. Her original long hair was cut short. Now, even if she just caresses her head, a pinch of hair can fall down.
The care pushed Fang Jingyi to walk here. Xia Mengling was about to pass. Fang Jingyi suddenly bowed her head and covered her mouth. Soon, she dropped her dirt from her fingers to her pants.
The nurse behind her seemed to be used to this kind of situation. He stopped, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, walked to Fang Jingyi, squatted down in front of her, and wiped the dirt on her mouth and clothes.