All that floated before his eyes was the tender and intoxicated look he had whenever he mentioned his parents. It was obvious that he really loved and adored his mother, but …
What would it be like to be outgunned, by one of your most beloved relatives?
Mourning? Despair? Mourning?
She was suddenly a little afraid to imagine it.
“Satisfied now?” He was still smiling, but those eyes were cold and piercing. Lifting her lower jaw with his hand, he stared down into her eyes and opened his mouth, his tone cool, “Meng Zige, put away your sympathetic eyes. These things, I don’t need at all!”
“I’m sorry … I … didn’t realize things would be like this.” The pain in his chest was so bad that even his breathing became irregular.
He gave her a cold look and drew away, “You stay on for tonight.”
He got up and took his cane to go. Room full of cold shrouded, that lonely back stained with cold arrogance, by the light of the ward pulled a long long long. As if a sharp whip fiercely whip in Zi Ge heart, hot pain. Suddenly, uncontrollable run up, from the back to embrace him.
He stiffened, his footsteps halting. Folding his head back, he could only see the top of her head.
Long time …
Neither one made a sound. She just pressed herself against his back like that, as if to transmit the temperature of her body to him.
“Meng Zige …” I don’t know how long it took, Lan Yu Feng finally ran out of patience, and with his one free hand, he went to break her. Coolly warned, “I said, put away your those …”
“I’m not sympathizing with you.” Zi Ge snaps, letting go of him and going around in front of him. Clear eyes looked at him, “You’re doing well now, you have such a cute child like Little Douzi, a company as big as the QU Group, a close brother like Su Chen, and a whole bunch of people at home who take care of you. Why should I sympathize with you?”
His brow furrowed, “You say such a big …”
“Just wanted to tell you that you’re staying with Little Bean tonight.”
In fact, Zige wanted to say, the past is the past, forget it. However, how can you just forget an experience like that? So, why say those painless words against the heart? Just, this moment …
Wish he’d stayed here instead of going home alone.
He looked at her in surprise.
“Do you tend to talk so winded?” The jump was a little too quick.
Zi Ge lost her smile, “Don’t tell those bad stories. However, Little Douzi should really want you to stay. He’ll be happy to see you when he wakes up early tomorrow morning.”
Lan Yu Feng glanced sideways at his son on the bed before looking at Zi Ge. She was full of anticipation and had a smile on her face. The smile was obviously light, but inexplicably could dispel some of the haze in his heart …
The color of his face, eased a bit. He nodded and walked back to the hospital bed and sat down before speaking to her, “I’ll have someone take you back first.”
“No need.” Ziggy had sat down beside the child’s bed, lying on her stomach and looking at him sideways, “I’ll sleep here.”
He frowned, “Sleeping on your back all night?”
“Uh-huh.” Ziggy nodded in disbelief, “You sleep there. Get some rest, it’s getting late. I’ll turn off the lights.”
Ziggy glanced at him and when he didn’t retort, she reached over and turned off the lights in the room.
The entire ward was plunged into darkness all of a sudden, with only the moonlight outside the window faintly spilling in. Zige was lying on the edge of the bed, too quiet a space to hear Lan Yu Feng’s breathing, as if it was right by his ears.
She didn’t look sideways, just slowly closed her eyes, ready to sleep.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, with a lightness of body, I had fallen into a pair of sturdy arms.
She was so shocked that her jaw dropped, and through the moonlight she saw Lan Yu Feng’s well-defined and handsome face. The initial coldness had receded, and it was still calm and unperturbed.
“What’s wrong?” Ziggy lowered her voice.
“Don’t ask knowingly.” Lowering her onto the bed, Lan Yu Feng replaced his answer with a movement.
Zige was embarrassed, “You can just sleep on the bed, I’m used to lying there. You’re so tall, it’s not comfortable to sleep on your back.”
Besides, it was damp at night and his legs couldn’t take the cold.
“Who said I was going to lie there?” Lan Yu Feng lifted the covers and got in as if nothing had happened. Zige subconsciously moved to the other side of the bed, somewhat dumbfounded. In the next second, he overlaid the quilt directly, covering both of them.
With one hand resting behind her head, she looked sideways at the wooden woman, “Menzie Ge.”
“Huh? Uh-huh.” She froze.
“You lean back any further and you’ll roll.” He warned leisurely.
Huh?
Zi Ge then snapped back to her senses, and when she turned around, she almost fell off the bed. Fortunately, a long arm poked out, and with a smooth hook, her entire body was pulled and fell into his embrace.
The sizzling heat came up and she breathed slightly heavier. With her face pressed against his chest, she could hear each other’s intertwined heartbeats.
“Why are you so nervous?” His voice, ringing overhead, was incredibly charming in the night.
She was too taut in the crook of her arm, like holding a warm piece of wood.
Ziggy tried to calm her breathing before she gagged him with his words, “Don’t ask questions knowingly.”
“I’m not moving you tonight.” His words, still flat. Turning to his side, his other arm crossed over to Zi Ge’s body and held her in his arms. After gently dropping a sentence in her ear, “Sleep early,” he really closed his eyes and slept peacefully.
Breaths fell shallowly on ears, intertwined with the child’s.
Zige lay on the bed, enjoying the moonlight outside the window, suddenly feeling the tranquility of this moment, so beautiful that it intoxicated her.
But …
In the back of his mind, however, there was always a hundred things going around in his head.
One night, a good night’s sleep.
He had always recognized his bed, but both times he had stayed out, he had surprisingly slept deeply. The first time was that day at the hotel. The second time, here.
Twice …
All because of her.
But …
Where did she go?
Looking at the empty arm, Lan Yu Feng frowned slightly.
“Daddy …,” the child’s low, frightened call brought him to his senses.
Rolling up from the bed, he sat on the edge of the child’s bed.
“Awake?” He reached out and took the child’s tiny hand in his.
He had suffered a lot of shock from being tied up this time, and I’m only afraid that Tang Yao Yang’s abuse had left many shadows in his mind.
Every time he thought of this, Lan Yu Feng had the urge to kill Tang Yaoyang.
“Does it still hurt?” Lan Yu Feng stroked the child’s body.
“Uh-huh.” Little Bean nodded unabashedly. Wide, frightened eyes glanced around the room, “Mommy’s not here?”
“I’ll call mommy.” Lan Yu Feng pulled out his cell phone and was about to call when Zi Ge suddenly pushed the door in with an extra cake in her hand.
“Mommy …”
At the sight of her, the child screamed and instinctively opened his arms at her. Zi Ge hurriedly put the cake down and wrapped her arms around him in a heartbreaking embrace. But she didn’t dare to push too hard for fear of hurting him.
“Does it still hurt?” Ziggy asked as she took a pillow and stuffed it under his small frame.
Little Douzi nodded, still weak. Zige looked distressed.
“Where have you been so early in the morning?” Lan Yu Feng asked her.
Zige then remembered the cake she had bought. He was busy putting it on the small table and pushing it to Little Bean, “Bought this for you.”
“Cake!” The child’s big, childish eyes, crystal clear, stared at the cake just short of drooling.
“Birthday’s over, but we can make up for it now, then make a wish and Mommy and Daddy will sing Little Bean a birthday song.” Zi Ge smiled down as she unwrapped the cake. Lan Yu Feng lifted his eyes to look at her and helped unwrap the candles.
Little Bean had an adorable face and smiled like a bright flower.
“Thanks Mommy!”
When Zige poked her face over, Little Douzi obediently booped her on the cheek. Lan Yu Feng was completely left out in the cold by them and couldn’t help but lift his eyes to glance at Zi Ge. Zige laughed lowly and patted Little Douzi, “Baby, go boop daddy one, daddy alone is going to be jealous.”
Lan Yu Feng was even more resentful. However, when Little Douzi’s little mouth came over, his heart was immediately soothed.
“From now on, Little Bean boops Mommy and Mommy boops Daddy. That way neither gets jealous!” After the kiss, Little Bean immediately assigned.
Ziggy was embarrassed.
Lan Yu Feng unwrapped the candles and inserted them into the cake, nodded his head, glanced at Zi Ge, and seriously agreed with the child’s words, “I think the child’s proposal is very good.”
“…”
Zige was speechless. How did this man … also start with the child?
“Baby, before you cut the cake, thank daddy first.” Zige handed the cake cutter to the child’s hand and seriously explained to the child, “On the night of your birthday, daddy made a cake for you with his own hands. Although you can’t eat it now, however, daddy’s thoughts can’t go unthanked.”
Her voice, gentle as a true mother’s, earnestly taught her child gratitude.
Looking at her side face that was flooded with motherhood, Lan Yu Feng’s eyes deepened a few points.
“Really? Daddy, you made a cake for Little Douzi oh?” The little guy was overjoyed, his eyebrows curved into a crescent moon, “Thank you daddy.”
This look, it really did look so similar to his mommy.
Lan Yu Feng compared to Zi Ge, “The biggest credit goes to your mommy, thanks to her as well.”
“Then thank Mommy too.” The child’s little head spun around, busy.
Ziggy smiled at him knowingly, “Now that you’ve thanked them all, blow out the candles, our little bean is going to make three wishes.”
Zige borrowed a lighter from a coworker earlier and lit the candle. Little Douzi then closed her eyes obediently and chanted in her little mouth.
After a while …
“Little Douzi has already made one wish, the remaining two wishes, one for Mommy and one for Daddy!” The little guy was generous enough to look at the two adults, “You wish together.”
Zige and Lan Yu Feng looked at each other. Lan Yu Feng touched the child’s head, “Daddy and Mommy both wish you well.”
“Yes, may our little bean have good health, a happy childhood, and, in the future, no illnesses whatsoever …” Zige reverently closed her eyes and made a wish.
I only wish that this wish, that God would hear it, and that in the future, even if she is not there for her child, he would be at peace.
Although Lan Yu Feng didn’t go to the company for the whole day, he sat in the hospital room and there were always endless phone calls to and from him.
The child ate the cake and fell asleep again after listening to the story for a while. Lan Yu Feng was on the phone outside the hospital room.
Zige looked at the child’s sleeping face in a daze, remembering that when she had given the child a blood transfusion that day, her blood type had turned out to be the same as the child.
Panda blood was already scarce, but there was nothing wrong with it being a coincidence. But … not only does she have the same blood type as the child, she even looks exactly like the child’s mommy, all of this, just coincidence to describe it, is also too far fetched.
Could yourself and Zhuo Yunruo … be …
Thinking of this possibility, Zi Ge busily got up and tucked the child in and pinched a root of the child’s hair on the child’s pillow before she pushed the door and walked out of the hospital room. Coincidentally, Lan Yu Feng was on the phone outside, and when he saw her come out, he moved the microphone away a bit.
Ziggy lip-synced with him and gestured, “I’m going upstairs to find my coworkers, I’ll be right down in a minute.”
Lan Yu Feng nodded wordlessly and let Zi Ge go.