After those three words, it took six days before Ye Jiamei spoke again
During these six days, she felt like she had lost her soul. She let her drink water, she would drink, let her eat, she would eat, let her go out for a walk, she would follow her quietly like a silent pet dog, quietly following behind
Whether it was Lin Sisi, Xiao Wu or Qiao Mu, no matter what they asked or said, she just stared at the ceiling, staring at the snow-white, uncensored roof.
Gradually, Xiao Wu appeared less and less, and Lin Sisi only came by while accompanying her bed at night for most of the time, only Qiao Mu, who had taken a big leave, was by her side.
Before Ye Jiamei spoke again, Qiao Mu was pouring the hot water he had called into the water cup from the thermos. The patient on another bed next to him had just completed the discharge procedures, and his family was helping to clean up.
The TV hanging in the air is on, playing the news of the city
Putting the water cup in a place that is not easy to knock over, Qiao Mu thought about what to say to make Ye Jiamei speak, while looking at her face
Although her condition has improved a lot after the treatment these days, she still looks haggard and pale now.
At this moment, a trace of blood appeared on her pale cheeks, her blood-covered eyes widened, and she stared straight into the direction of the TV.
The TV sound was very small and I couldn't hear it clearly. Qiao Mu had to turn around and see what was playing.
The announcer on one side of the screen was broadcasting the city's news with a dull expression, which was nothing more than how the new leadership team was so resolute and different from the past. By the way, they all charged all the ex-boys who had experienced the same treatment with all kinds of sensational charges.
This kind of news shouldn't have made Ye Jiamei react at this moment. He turned around strangely, leaned over to her, and asked softly: What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?
Ye Jiamei's eyes were still staring at the TV screen, and her dry eye sockets gradually became wet. A mist condensed in the center of her eyelids, gradually turning into a drop of water, rolling out, dragging out a crystal trace.
Her lips trembled and made a hoarse voice, not as if she was talking, but as if she was retelling the words she saw. Wang Xiumin... accidentally fell from the building at 4 o'clock this morning...
Wang Xiumin? Qiao Mu was stunned for a moment, as if... had heard of this name somewhere
Ye Jiamei nodded, or her chin trembled up and down, and the rolling news just now rolled over under the news... Then a line of words
She spoke very slowly, as if every word had consumed a lot of energy left on her.
Wang Xiumin... Qiao Mu frowned, then his back tightened. This... This is the name of Ye Jiamei's mother!
I... Finally, I am the only one. After saying this, Ye Jiamei pursed her lips tightly.
The expression on her face had almost no change. The only difference was that her eyes were constantly crying, as if the water replenished these days had poured out at this moment.
There was no crying, no breathing, and no shoulder trembling. She just leaned quietly on the white pillow, staring blankly at the TV screen that had been cut into advertisements, and she kept crying
Qiao Mu looked at her at a loss. If it were before, he would have gone over and hugged her tightly and used all possible ways to comfort her. He had hardly seen her cry, nor had he ever thought that there would be a day when he would see her like this.
However, he had to restrain himself. In front of him, Lin Sisi's smiling face was shaking. It was unconditional to believe him and let him take care of Ye Jiamei here with confidence. He didn't want him to have any extra burden. He barely showed a gentle smile when he was reluctant to show his
So, he couldn't go over and hug her, and he couldn't say the most powerful comfort for her at this moment
He could only clench his fists and look at her with savageness
But he didn't expect that the words he kept holding on to his heart and refused to say were finally said by Lin Sisi.
It was another week. With Lin Sisi's insistence, Qiao Mu gave up looking for a place for Ye Jiamei, brought back the study that was originally the bedroom and put it in Ye Jiamei's luggage.
It was also under Lin Sisi's insistence that Ye Jiamei, who repeatedly shook her head and waved her hand and spoke to her rejection, became the third resident of their small family.
To celebrate Ye Jiamei's discharge, Lin Sisi cooked a few side dishes and made a perfect meal for the first time. She also opened the alcohol limit order for Qiao Mu at home and bought a few bottles of beer to go upstairs.
That night, at the door of the cottage that was about to become Ye Jiamei's temporary residence, Lin Sisi hugged her tightly and said that very sincerely, right in front of Qiao Mu.
Jiamei, it's okay, everything will be fine, you and me
This sentence, as if it was said for him, was full of a wonderful helplessness and unwillingness...
During these six days, she felt like she had lost her soul. She let her drink water, she would drink, let her eat, she would eat, let her go out for a walk, she would follow her quietly like a silent pet dog, quietly following behind
Whether it was Lin Sisi, Xiao Wu or Qiao Mu, no matter what they asked or said, she just stared at the ceiling, staring at the snow-white, uncensored roof.
Gradually, Xiao Wu appeared less and less, and Lin Sisi only came by while accompanying her bed at night for most of the time, only Qiao Mu, who had taken a big leave, was by her side.
Before Ye Jiamei spoke again, Qiao Mu was pouring the hot water he had called into the water cup from the thermos. The patient on another bed next to him had just completed the discharge procedures, and his family was helping to clean up.
The TV hanging in the air is on, playing the news of the city
Putting the water cup in a place that is not easy to knock over, Qiao Mu thought about what to say to make Ye Jiamei speak, while looking at her face
Although her condition has improved a lot after the treatment these days, she still looks haggard and pale now.
At this moment, a trace of blood appeared on her pale cheeks, her blood-covered eyes widened, and she stared straight into the direction of the TV.
The TV sound was very small and I couldn't hear it clearly. Qiao Mu had to turn around and see what was playing.
The announcer on one side of the screen was broadcasting the city's news with a dull expression, which was nothing more than how the new leadership team was so resolute and different from the past. By the way, they all charged all the ex-boys who had experienced the same treatment with all kinds of sensational charges.
This kind of news shouldn't have made Ye Jiamei react at this moment. He turned around strangely, leaned over to her, and asked softly: What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?
Ye Jiamei's eyes were still staring at the TV screen, and her dry eye sockets gradually became wet. A mist condensed in the center of her eyelids, gradually turning into a drop of water, rolling out, dragging out a crystal trace.
Her lips trembled and made a hoarse voice, not as if she was talking, but as if she was retelling the words she saw. Wang Xiumin... accidentally fell from the building at 4 o'clock this morning...
Wang Xiumin? Qiao Mu was stunned for a moment, as if... had heard of this name somewhere
Ye Jiamei nodded, or her chin trembled up and down, and the rolling news just now rolled over under the news... Then a line of words
She spoke very slowly, as if every word had consumed a lot of energy left on her.
Wang Xiumin... Qiao Mu frowned, then his back tightened. This... This is the name of Ye Jiamei's mother!
I... Finally, I am the only one. After saying this, Ye Jiamei pursed her lips tightly.
The expression on her face had almost no change. The only difference was that her eyes were constantly crying, as if the water replenished these days had poured out at this moment.
There was no crying, no breathing, and no shoulder trembling. She just leaned quietly on the white pillow, staring blankly at the TV screen that had been cut into advertisements, and she kept crying
Qiao Mu looked at her at a loss. If it were before, he would have gone over and hugged her tightly and used all possible ways to comfort her. He had hardly seen her cry, nor had he ever thought that there would be a day when he would see her like this.
However, he had to restrain himself. In front of him, Lin Sisi's smiling face was shaking. It was unconditional to believe him and let him take care of Ye Jiamei here with confidence. He didn't want him to have any extra burden. He barely showed a gentle smile when he was reluctant to show his
So, he couldn't go over and hug her, and he couldn't say the most powerful comfort for her at this moment
He could only clench his fists and look at her with savageness
But he didn't expect that the words he kept holding on to his heart and refused to say were finally said by Lin Sisi.
It was another week. With Lin Sisi's insistence, Qiao Mu gave up looking for a place for Ye Jiamei, brought back the study that was originally the bedroom and put it in Ye Jiamei's luggage.
It was also under Lin Sisi's insistence that Ye Jiamei, who repeatedly shook her head and waved her hand and spoke to her rejection, became the third resident of their small family.
To celebrate Ye Jiamei's discharge, Lin Sisi cooked a few side dishes and made a perfect meal for the first time. She also opened the alcohol limit order for Qiao Mu at home and bought a few bottles of beer to go upstairs.
That night, at the door of the cottage that was about to become Ye Jiamei's temporary residence, Lin Sisi hugged her tightly and said that very sincerely, right in front of Qiao Mu.
Jiamei, it's okay, everything will be fine, you and me
This sentence, as if it was said for him, was full of a wonderful helplessness and unwillingness...
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