I go north, you go south

Ling Bei returned to the room, and at a glance, he found that Nan Zishu, who was lying on the bed, had changed his position.

She was lying on her side, her body still motionless.

But Ling Bei knew that Nan Zishu had woken up, so he asked softly: "Shu Shu, it's getting late, do you want to eat something first?"

The slightly curled body did not respond at all.

Ling Bei also knew that she had actually heard it.

After a brief silence, Ling Bei went to the bed and sat down first, then slowly lay down behind Nan Zishu, stretched out his arms around her, and wrapped her in his arms.

They had never tried such an intimate position.

In the past, Nan Zishu would definitely bounce back immediately blushing, but now, she especially needs such a warm embrace to restrain the panicked pain and helplessness in her heart.

The two of them remained silent for a long time, so long that Ling Bei thought Nan Zishu had really fallen asleep again, only to hear her softly ask in a hoarse voice, "Ling Bei, where is my mother?" ?”

Ling Bei froze for a moment.

Nan Zishu's voice was even a little sick, with paranoid and strong hope in his words: "She is still resting in the ward, right?"

It was only then that Ling Bei realized that Nan Zishu still didn't believe it. He didn't believe that even though he had worked so hard, why did God still take away everything that was most important to her.

Now she just wants to immerse herself in her own imagination.

Perhaps she thought that everything that had actually happened this afternoon was just a very real nightmare in her short slumber.

Ling Bei knew that under the current situation, Nan Zishu should be let out of his unrealistic fantasy as soon as possible.But he really couldn't bear to open his mouth to break the hope that Nan Zishu was pleading for.

Seeing that Ling Bei hadn't responded for a long time, Nan Zishu felt uneasy. She tightly held Ling Beihuan's hand on her waist and abdomen, her voice gradually trembling: "Speak!"

"My mother will come back anyway, won't she?"

She asked cautiously again, but her voice was as soft as if she had lost her soul.It's like a self-deceiving soliloquy.

Such a tone makes Ling Bei, who has always been calm, suddenly at a loss.

Outsiders can only express regret and pity, and the so-called empathy seems pale and powerless at this moment.

And this skin-cutting pain can only leave traces of destruction on Nan Zishu alone.

After a long time, Nan Zishu said in a daze again: "Ling Bei, do I have no mother anymore?
"Do I have no family anymore? Do I have no home anymore?"

At the end of the sound is a suppressed cry.

"Shu Shu." Ling Bei really didn't know how to comfort Nan Zishu now.Those apparently official words flashed in my mind over and over again, and they all seemed extremely hypocritical at the moment.

He felt the twitching of the girl in his arms, and he could only feel that his heart was almost suffocated.

Ling Bei is a complete non-ghostist. He has experienced so many pains that he dare not speak to outsiders since he was a child, and he has never said anything like the sky is unfair.

But now he really wanted to complain to God for Nan Zishu.

"Shu Shu." In the end, Ling Bei just called Nan Zishu softly, then quietly raised his hand, covering Nan Zishu's eyes with his always dry and warm palm: "If you are really in pain, just cry, it's okay , I have been with you.

"Don't be so strong all the time."

The last sentence undoubtedly broke Nan Zishu's skills instantly.

In the past, Nan Zishu could be a child in a place with a mother.

Now, can she continue to rest at ease in a place with Ling Bei?