"If there is no accident, we will never meet again."
- No.
What was Song Jinan thinking when he lay on the operating car?
She wanted to cry, but the tears couldn't flow.
She felt reluctant, she had heard what the doctor had said to the nurse in the ward before, and it could be dangerous for her to have a baby.
She has tried very hard to save it, but it is useless.
A lot of blood had spilled from her buttocks down, her head was dizzy, and there was constant pain in her abdomen.
She suddenly wanted to talk, but what to say, and to whom?
Song Jin'an didn't know, she couldn't help but close her eyes, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.
The operating cart was pushed into the operating room, and the three big characters "in operation" on the door were very dazzling.
Yan Haoxiang learned that these things were when he had finished talking about cooperation and was just about to board the plane and return to China.
He kept sending messages to Song Jinan, expecting her to reply to him, but no, not a single one.
She still hadn't replied to the meme he had sent to Song Jin An this morning.
Yan Haoxiang closed his eyes in pain, and his hand beside him trembled uncontrollably. He opened his eyes and raised his hand to his forehead, his mouth full of bitter taste.
He took out his phone, edited a text message and sent it to the number he had long memorized. He waited for a long time, but there was no reply.
The text message was: Song Jinan, I miss you so much.
Like a stone sinking into the sea, there is no echo.
Yan Haoxiang arrived at the hospital very late. He stood at the door and dared not go in. He was very afraid, afraid that what he saw was not the result he wanted.
He was afraid that something would happen to her, and it was the first time he was so timid.
But he finally walked in. The doctor standing at the door of the operating room saw him from a distance. He came over and wanted to talk to him, but found that Yan Haoxiang's eyes were red, and the doctor was silent for a long time.
yanhaoxiang"How's it going?"
Yan Haoxiang's voice was hoarse, the doctor lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, and finally opened his mouth.
And Yan Haoxiang only saw the doctor's lips open and close, but he couldn't hear anything.
Song Jin'an still left, walking on the day when the snow fell.
She suffered a severe postpartum hemorrhage, leaving him with only a very cute baby.
The baby's face was wrinkled and he was biting his fingers and closing his eyes to sleep.
Yan Haoxiang drove home, staggered to the second floor alone, and went to the room where Song Jinan had lived for a long time.
There were traces of her everywhere, and there were skin care products on the table that I forgot to cover.
Yan Haoxiang watched for a long time, and finally couldn't help but raise his hand and cover his eyes, and sat paralyzed on the ground. Song Jinan's departure was not very real to him, and he had no way to accept such a result.
It's obviously snowing.
The snow mega year is a good moral.
But why, why in the end.
That snowy night, Yan Haoxiang collapsed on the ground alone and cried like a child.
Song Jinan didn't do too much.
Didn't answer hundreds of text messages he sent, didn't answer many of his calls.
No love for him, nothing.
He was drunk, took out his mobile phone and kept calling Song Jin'an, but no matter how many times he called, there was only a mechanical female voice over the receiver with no emotion. His voice was hoarse and he kept muttering. "I haven't agreed with Song Jin'an to leave him".
Yan Haoxiang's eyes oozed tears, and he really wanted to hear Song Jinan say something to him again.
He really missed Song Jinan, he really wanted to.
If God can really fulfill people's wishes, then why, the wishes he made with all his heart, have not been fulfilled.
A picture from a long time ago appeared before his eyes.
He looked at Song Jin'an's profile face in the sun and said softly,
yanhaoxiang"Buddha, I want to be safe and happy with Song Jinan for a lifetime."
Finally drunk, he lay on the cold wooden floor, tears falling from the corners of his eyes fell on it, and he muttered to himself,
yanhaoxiang"I want Song Jinan to be safe and happy for a lifetime."
It snowed a lot that day, and the temperature became very low, but it never stopped.
