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MTL - Avoid the Protagonist!-Chapter 80
"Women, daughter-in-law, wake up!"
"肆月,肆月, wake up..."
"Wake up! Daughter-in-law..."
"Wake up, oh!"
Whose voice is the different voices that are intertwined? Shen Sinan? In addition to his voice, who is the other familiar voice?
"Doctor, look, my daughter is waking up? Doctor, she can wake up, isn't she? I just saw her fingers and eyelashes moving... Doctor..."
This voice is... "Mom?" Xin Haoyue suddenly remembered.
It is her mother! Really her! Why is she here?
She wants to look at it, but she feels that she is in the darkness, without a trace of light. She wants to leave this darkness, but she can't walk out.
Where are the black holes around, where should she go?
"The patient's situation is also rare." Another strange male voiced, and then a sudden burst of light in the darkness, Xinyue suddenly raised his hand to block the glare of the light, but found the body to After the fall, when there was consciousness, it happened that the bright light was from the doctor wearing a white coat. He is looking down at his eyes.
"It seems that I woke up. It was a miracle. I didn't realize it for a month. I didn't expect to wake up. It was also gratifying."
The doctor let out a sigh of relief. After finishing the passage, Xin Haoyue heard the familiar voice in the ear and said with gratitude: "Thank you doctor! Thank you doctor! Really thank you doctor!"
"Mom..." Xin Yuyue wanted to speak, only to find that his voice was horrible, and very weak.
Xin mother rubbed her tears in excitement. "Wake up! Just wake up! Thank you very much!"
"mom……"
"Monthly month, you just woke up, don't talk, mom go out and buy some porridge, you should rest well first." After that, don't wait for the lips that Xinyue moved, want to say something, and immediately go out with joy. went.
Xinyueyue looked dignified. She turned her head and looked at the surrounding environment. In a small ward, it is easy to see that the hospital has a long history. The corners of the table next to the bed have lost a lot of paint and the windows are somewhat worn. .
Xin Xinyue raised his hand and touched his lower abdomen. There was no flatness there. There was no legendary wound pain in the lower body.
She couldn't help but reach out and blocked her eyes, so she said she was back?
But what about children? Shen Sinan? What about the rest?
Xin Xin's moon is unclear. What kind of dreams have she made in the past? Still really existed?
Can she close her eyes and she goes back to the past and returns to the moment when she gave birth to a child?
Child... that unspeakable pain...
Xin Hao’s eyes just closed and suddenly opened, no! That's all! Absolutely not just a dream! She and Shen Sinan have had a marriage and have children! She really had it all!
Xin Haoyue suddenly climbed out of bed, just took a step, but unexpectedly his feet were completely weak, and immediately fell to the bed. She sat on the ground and her tears suddenly came out!
"why why!"
Can not go back! Really can't go back!
What about Shen Sinan? What should the child do?
She only had time to look at the child, even if he didn't remember what he looked like, she... she didn't have time to hug him... Yes, she gave the child a name, and she didn't have time to tell Shen Sinan!
However, there is no chance! Everything is too late!
"Shen Sinan..."
"Hey, month, what are you doing! Hurry up!" Xin mother, who bought the porridge and immediately rushed back, saw her crying in the ground when she entered the door, and she cried so much that she could see her eyes. Immediately red, "Stupid child, finally wake up, what are you crying?"
"Mom..." Xin Haoyue hugged her, crying more and more difficult to suppress, "Mom, children... children... can't go back! Can't go back!"
"What child? Nothing is ok, don't cry, you can wake up and thank you, the other is not important!"
Xin Haoyue is only crying. Looks like the moment, in addition to crying, she can no longer find a second way to vent their emotions.
Xin Haoyue cried for a long time, until the eyes were red and swollen before stopping. If she was not worried that her mother would cry and hurt her body, it would be difficult for her to stop.
"Mom..." Xin Yuyue looked at her mother who suddenly seemed to be gray, and she wouldn’t know what to say.
"You have been crying for so long, you should be hungry, drink some porridge."
Xin Xinyue saw her busy adding chopsticks to her, taking a spoon, could not help but blink and tears, "Mom, I am sorry!"
"Silly boy, what are you saying sorry!"
"Mom, I am really sorry!"
She was happy and happy in that world, but she left her only close relatives to be scared and supported by this side.
Xin’s mother saw her emotions have been wrong. Although she did not know what happened, she was afraid that she would be more sad when she asked her at this time. She said, “You are so good, Mom is relieved. Others, it’s all right. Life is again. It’s tough, the days are poor, and we can all go over.”
"Mom..." Sorry!
Except for the sorry, the rest, still sorry.
On the second day of Xin Haoyue, she ignored the dissuasion of Xin’s mother and went straight to the hospital. She knew last night that she had been down the stairs for more than a month.
During her discovery and delivery to the hospital, Xin mother also helped her to transfer to the hospital many times. Many doctors have said that although she still has the last breath, the chances of being awake are particularly low.
Xin mother has always believed that she will wake up, sell a house loan, and rush around, just to wake her up.
Xin Haoyue pulled out of the suitcase and walked out of the hospital. Looking at the golden sun on the top of his head, he understood that the road in the future would only be harder to walk. However, when I come back, what can I do besides biting my teeth?
She searched the Internet for a long time, looking for a two-bedroom, one-bedroom house, the price is very cheap, she looked at the past, feeling that except for the small area, other conditions are OK, they rented it.
Xin’s mother is in poor health. When she goes out to find a job, she will let her rest at home.
The conditions of the house are very simple, Xin Xinyue looks chilling, but can't do anything about it.
After she left the hospital, she called back to the school unit. The leader’s speech was also a slap in the face. The main reason was that her original teaching time was about to expire. Xin Haoyue did not intend to continue to work as a teacher, but instead focused on the recruitment of the host. There is no background, no connections, and no specialties. It is very rough for Xinyue to find a job.
After seeing it for nearly a week, there was still no news, Xin Haoyue was forced to make a living, and had to find a company to apply for a resume as a clerk. After the interview, the admission notice was sent soon.
At the beginning of Xinyue's work, I found that the place where I lived was not far away. There was a small-scale children's training center to recruit dance teachers. Xin Yuyue spent more than ten days with memory to strengthen the body. The basic skills of dance. Unexpectedly, when I went to the interview, I received great praise. After negotiating with the person in charge, after signing the contract, she walked on the road of people coming and going with a black umbrella, but the heart was sinking.
Everything today is nothing more than confirmation. All the experiences she used to wear books are true.
She has studied dance, she has studied hosting, she has had a loved one.
However, this, and she wants to find it back, but she can't start.
Xin Haoyue feels that in this world, it is like a lonely soul floating around, no sense of belonging, no direction.
In front of the crossroads, the red numbers light up, and Xinyue is like the countless waiting people, just subconsciously looking out.
I don't know how many times the vague red number jumped. Xinyue suddenly looked up and found the intersection on the right hand side of the front. There is a bookstore. The glass door of the bookstore was closed and opened again, and the person who opened and re-entered was closed.
The green number had already been on for a long time, and the person behind him suddenly slammed into it. After a squat at her feet, she was able to keep her body back. She looked up and looked straight at the bookstore. Then she took a step and ran quickly and rushed over.
Xin Haoyue found the book for a long time and asked the clerk. After learning that she did not sell the so-called "President's Self-confident Wife", her eyes were dimmed for only a few seconds, and then she turned to the next one. The bookstore ran away.
Until the middle of the night, she ran no less than eight bookstores. Unfortunately, every clerk told her: "Sorry, we don't have this book in our store."
Xin Xinyue returned to the small house where she lived. Xin mother was driving a dim light and wondering what was being weaved.
"Mom, why don't you turn on the light?"
"Mom can see it, it doesn't matter, save it."
Xin Xinyue suddenly had a sore throat and slowed down. When the pharynx dissipated, he dared to say: "Mom, don't weave it, your eyes are not good."
"Mom is fine." Xin mother got up and was about to ask if she had eaten it. If she wanted to eat something hot, she found that her clothes were mostly wet. She was surprised and said: "How are you getting wet? Isn't there an umbrella?"
Xin Haoyue lied: "The rain is big outside."
Xin mother quickly gave her a dry towel. "The next time I rain, I will wait for me to come back again. I am just sick, what should I do if I am sick?"
Xin Xinyue squeezed out and laughed. "Well, my next time I will pay attention, Mom, then I will go to the bath first."
"Hurry up."
Xin Haoyue returned to the room. After closing the door, the body slowly slipped down the door. She was sitting in the ground with no love, and her eyes were empty.
No such book...
There is no such book...
Is it really just a dream?
Xin Haoyue suddenly remembered something, and quickly baited the title of Baidu...
Until she saw the familiar male and female protagonist and supporting role in the introduction below the title, she couldn’t help but tears and spilled out...
Shen Sinan...