C150 Reuniting with an Old Friend
C150 Reuniting with an Old Friend
In the morning, Mo Ziyan came to the hospital early in the morning and accompanied Mo Yawen for a walk in the garden.
The sun had just risen, and most of the patients in the hospital were still in their dreams. In the garden, other than Mo Yawen and Mo Ziyan, there were also other patients. There are a few older patients.
"Xiao Mo, here you are again. " The old man who was taking a walk saw Mo Yawen and greeted her happily. They originally thought that Mo Yawen was here to take care of the boys who confessed to her during those days, but when they saw the sick clothes she was wearing, they were stunned and said, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"
Mo Yawen did not speak and just smiled at the two old people. The two old people were from China and followed their children to England.
"This is?" The old man noticed Mo Ziyan, who was beside Mo Yawen, and looked at him strangely. They remembered that the man who gave Mo Yawen flowers that day wasn't Mo Ziyan, who was standing next to Mo Yawen now.
"Hello, I am Mo Ziyan. I am Yawen's elder brother. " Mo Ziyan looked at the two old men, who looked at each other in confusion, and explained with a smile. After he finished speaking, he slightly nodded at the two of them.
Looking at Mo Yawen and Mo Ziyan who looked similar, the old man came to a realization. In his heart, he was amazed that Mo Yawen's parents really knew how to give birth. Not only was her daughter so gentle and beautiful, even her son was so handsome and handsome. It made people envious.
"Where is the young man who gave you flowers that day? You are sick. Why didn't he come to see you?" The old man asked curiously. "That young man really likes you. I remember the day he prepared a surprise for you, he wobbled as he walked. I heard from the nurse that. . . He was a patient who was sent in from a car accident two days ago. His injuries were not healed yet. He did not listen to the nurse's advice and insisted on coming to the hospital, saying that he wanted to prepare some surprise.
"Did you know? At that time, he could not walk steadily when he walked. He was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweat and his face turned pale. We were watching from the side, and we were all panicking. We were afraid that he would fall into the garden in the next second. " The old man recalled the scene when Ye Shaoting prepared a surprise for Mo Yawen that day and was still very shocked in his heart.
At that time, they were thinking that this young man in front of them must love his lover very much.
Mo Yawen listened to the old man describe the scene when Ye Shaoting prepared a surprise for her that day and a smile appeared on her pale face. She unconsciously imagined how Ye Shaoting would look when he prepared a surprise for her. He must be very serious and handsome.
"However, the heavens never let down those who are determined. Didn't you also happily accept this surprise later on? At that time, my wife and I were watching the two of you being happy, and we were also happy for you at the side! " The old man continued to speak and did not notice anything wrong with Mo Yawen.
Mo Ziyan, who was beside Mo Yawen, looked at his sister worriedly. He was afraid that Mo Yawen would not be able to take it if the old man kept mentioning things related to Ye Shaoting. She would think about how Han Yuanjun had said that Ye Shaoting had died that day.
Mo Ziyan could not accept it. He could not stand watching his sister recover bit by bit and then collapse in an instant.
Mo Ziyan still remembered a week ago when he came to England and saw Mo Yawen in the ward. Mo Yawen was lying on the bed. She was so weak that she looked like a patient who could die at any time. He did not dare to speak loudly to her. He did not dare to disturb her. These days, he had been by her side every day in the hospital, taking care of her carefully. He didn't let anyone approach her. He watched her get better and better bit by bit. Only then did he feel gratified.
"He is a very good person, but I don't know how to cherish him. " Mo Yawen looked at the old man and said faintly. These days, no one mentioned Ye Shaoting in front of her, and she slowly accepted the fact that something had happened to Ye Shaoting.
Miss, you must cherish the person in front of you! It would be a pity if you missed it! "When the old man heard Mo Yawen say this, he suddenly became serious. He and his wife looked at each other and said.
As soon as the old man finished speaking, a gust of wind blew over. Leaves fluttered down one after another and landed in Mo Yawen's heart, creating circles of ripples.
Mo Ziyan was shocked. He knew that the old man only meant well, but at this moment, he wanted them to shut up and leave.
"Maybe, maybe he will never come back. " Mo Yawen sniffed and said softly. Mo Yawen was a little sad. She looked up at the sky that was still in the light of dawn. The wind was blowing gently beside her ear. The white clouds in the sky were fluttering like cotton, making people lost in thought.
In Mo Yawen's eyes, those soft white clouds turned into a face that had Ye Shaoting's face.
He might never come back again. . .
Ye Shaoting might never come back!
"No, he won't. One day, he will come back. Because he loves you very much. Little girl, you have to wait, you have to believe that he will come back! " The old lady standing beside the old man looked at Mo Yawen and said firmly. At this moment, she was holding her husband's wrist, her face full of happiness.
Mo Yawen looked at them blankly. She smiled and was silent. She did not want to tell the old man that Ye Shaoting was one of the passengers on the plane that flew from China to England.
After the old man finished speaking, he saw that Mo Yawen didn't speak anymore. He smiled at her and patted her on the shoulder, wanting to give her some encouragement. Then, he supported each other and left. Mo Yawen turned around and saw them supporting each other as they walked away. Her heart was filled with happiness. She could see through God!
"Yawen. " Mo Ziyan, who stood beside Mo Yawen, looked at the old man. After walking a little further step by step, he gently called Mo Yawen's name. He looked at Mo Yawen worriedly. He frowned slightly and looked at Mo Yawen worriedly.
"Brother, look at how happy they are!" Mo Yawen did not look at Mo Ziyan. Her eyes were still staring at the happy couple. She said softly, and her words were full of envy.
Mo Ziyan did not say anything. He looked at the two of them again. It had to be said that their relationship was indeed very good and also very enviable.
"I also want to be like Shaoting. Holding hands like this will cause my hair to turn white. I also want to hold my son's hand like Shaoting did with them and grow old together!" Mo Yawen looked at them and said lightly.
Half a month had passed and she still could not get any news about Ye Shaoting. She gradually became numb to it. Han Yuanjun's words kept repeating in her ears, Ye Shaoting was dead. . .
Mo Yawen gradually accepted the reality. She no longer shouted and shouted. She no longer blindly indulged in sorrow. She worked hard to live, and she lived with Ye Shaoting's hard work!
Sometimes, Mo Yawen would still stand by the window and look up at the sky from afar. She missed Ye Shaoting very much. It was as if looking at the sky like this would make her see him. She felt that if she looked up, she would be very close to Ye Shaoting.
Every time she looked up at the blue sky, she couldn't help but wonder if Ye Shaoting had flown to London that day.
"Yawen, don't be like this. If Ye Shaoting was here, he wouldn't want to see you like this. " Mo Ziyan patted Mo Yawen's shoulder and said softly. These few days, none of them dared to mention Ye Shaoting's name in front of Mo Yawen. They were just afraid of provoking Mo Yawen's grief.
Mo Yawen retracted her gaze and looked at Mo Ziyan. Her eyes were watery. She hugged Mo Ziyan tightly and said sadly, "Brother, it's all my fault, Shaoting. If Hsu Qianqian called Shaoting to invite him to her wedding, If I didn't have selfish motives because I missed him. If I firmly stopped Qianqian from calling him at that time and didn't allow Qianqian to disturb him. . . Perhaps he wouldn't get on that plane where something happened, and Shaoting wouldn't be in trouble! Brother, I'm really so sad. I really hate myself!"
Mo Ziyan listened to Mo Yawen's words and heard her trembling voice. He felt a warm liquid dripping on his shoulder. He knew it was Mo Yawen's tears.
She finally cried! For half a month, she had been holding back her emotions. She had stubbornly held back her tears. Every time Mo Ziyan saw Mo Yawen like this, he was afraid that she would hold back her tears.
After an unknown period of time, Mo Yawen was tired from crying. She used her hands to wipe away her tears and looked at Mo Ziyan. She said, "Brother, you have been in England for so long and you have not gone back. Won't mom and dad become suspicious?"
"Don't worry. I have already told the housekeeper that I went on a business trip. " Mo Ziyan looked at Mo Yawen and helped her to walk in the ward. Mo Yawen was wearing thin clothes. Mo Ziyan was worried that Mo Yawen would catch a cold, so he helped her to the ward.
Mo Ziyan pinched Mo Yawen's nose and said, "If you don't want Dad and Mom to worry about you, get better quickly and leave the hospital. This way, I can go back to China without worry. "
"Actually, I'm almost done. It's just that you guys have been worried. You want me to stay in the hospital? " Mo Yawen wrinkled her nose. The smell of the hospital's disinfectant was so pungent that she almost threw up. She seemed to have been discharged from the hospital a week ago, but Mo Ziyan and Hsu Qianqian were worried about her physical condition. As for her attending physician, Mike. He also insisted that her health had not fully recovered. He still needed to observe her for a few more days in the hospital.
Mo Yawen helplessly compromised and stayed for another half a month.
"Stop being stubborn. You are so thin that you are almost dried up! You just stay in the hospital obediently and recuperate!" Mo Ziyan glanced at Mo Yawen. He felt that Mo Yawen had recovered quite well. Now she had the energy to joke with him.
Mo Yawen pouted and ignored Mo Ziyan.
The sky gradually lit up and the sun came out. It was as if Mo Yawen's heart slowly became cheerful and bright. She knew that no matter whether Ye Shaoting lived or died, she would love him for the rest of her life, never leaving him.