Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 736 I'm Sorry

Going back to the ward, Cheng Yue stopped at the door of Cheng Shaohe's ward, and was about to open the door to enter, but was stopped by Mi Jia.

Mitya shook his head at him and said, "Don't go in, I just went in, give Dad a little time, maybe it's better to leave him alone at this time."

Cheng Yue didn't say anything, and waited for Mi Jia to go back to the next room.

Mi Jia poured out the porridge that he had made earlier, it was still warm, and he took two spoons and put it in, then he carried it to Cheng Yue and said, "Come and eat with me, I'm hungry." She She didn't ask him to eat, but said that she was hungry and asked him to eat with her, because she knew that only by talking about herself, he could not refuse.

If it was as Mi Jia thought, Cheng Yue didn't refuse, reached out to take the porridge from Mi Jia's hand, and put it on the low table.

Miya sat beside him, took a sip from a spoon and handed it to him, saying, "Taste it for me."

Cheng Yue looked at her, finally opened his mouth, nodded, and said, "Eat."

Only then did Mitya nod and take a sip for himself. You still have to look after him. Seeing that he didn't move, he urged her, "You can eat too."

Cheng Yue had no appetite, but he knew Mi Jia's intentions, so he didn't say much, and lowered his head, took the spoon and ate the porridge by himself.

Seeing that he was willing to eat, Mijia was relieved. She was worried that Cheng Yue would not talk or eat like this, and she would be worried that his body would not be able to bear it.

Mi Jia didn't eat a few mouthfuls, and put down the spoon directly under the excuse that he was full. Cheng Yue knew it in his heart, so he ate up all the porridge in a few mouthfuls without saying anything.

Mijia reached out to clean up the dishes, and by the way, put the bag in the trash outside.

When he came back to the room, Cheng Yue was standing alone with his back to the door, right next to the window, staring out the window, not knowing what to write.

Miya stepped forward, hugged him gently from behind, leaned her face against his back, and hugged his thin waist tightly with her hands.

Cheng Yue reached out and gently covered her hand with his hand, holding her tightly.

Thinking of the scene of Wu Wenlan falling from upstairs during the day, Mi Jia's eyes became moist, and tears flowed down his cheeks, wetting Cheng Yue's clothes.

Cheng Yue slightly pulled her from behind him, hugged her into his arms and pressed her head against his chest.

Mitya hugged his waist tightly, sobbing and trying not to cry.

Miya cried for a long time, then withdrew from his embrace, and then looked up at Cheng Yue, who was also looking down at himself.

Miya reached out to touch his face, with tears still hanging on his face, looked at him and said, "Cheng Yue, just say what you feel uncomfortable about, and don't keep it in your heart, okay?"

Cheng Yue held her hand, put it to his mouth, kissed her hand, and closed his eyes tightly.

Mitya let him kiss him, feeling sorry for him so he didn't say anything and kept it in his heart to make himself uncomfortable.

After a while, Cheng Yue slowly opened his eyes, looked at Miya and said in a low voice, "I didn't catch her, I watched her slip from my hand and fell to the ground, bleeding all over the floor..." He said Then the tears fell.

Mitya shook his head, tears followed him, and said, "It's not your fault, it's none of your business, don't blame yourself, don't..."

"How could it not be my fault? If I could catch her, she wouldn't fall. It's because I didn't catch her, it's because I'm useless." Cheng Yue said with self-blame, tears flowing silently.

"That's not the case." Mijia shook his head, holding his face in his hands, and corrected his statement, "You caught Mommy, you did your best, it was Mommy's choice, and none of us can do anything about it."

Cheng Yue didn't speak, he actually knew everything in his heart, but if he could have pulled his mother up with more force at that time, maybe the result would not have been the choice.

Seeing that he didn't speak like this, Mi Jia knew that he was still blaming himself, so he held his face on tiptoe and stared into his eyes like this, saying, "Cheng Yue, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault, mom, she saw it in the spirit of heaven. I definitely don’t want you to blame yourself like this.”

Cheng Yue closed his eyes in pain, thinking of the scene when his mother fell, he felt as if he was being cut by a knife.

Miya hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, "Cry out if you're really sad, don't hold it in your stomach, I'm the only one here, cry when you're sad, I'll be with you, I'll I will always be by your side forever." As Miya said, the tears that had just been stopped with difficulty slipped down again.

Cheng Yue hugged her back tightly, no longer intentionally controlled his emotions, lowered his head and buried his head by Mi Jia's neck, completely releasing the sadness and pain in his heart.

That night, Ye's family members were all grieving for Wu Wenlan's sudden departure.

In the dark, Miya could feel that the people around her were not asleep. Although the movements of tossing and turning were very light and she didn't want to wake her up, she still didn't fall asleep.

Suddenly Cheng Yue lifted the quilt and got out of bed. In the dark, Mi Jia saw him take the clothes put aside and put them on, then put on his shoes and left the ward.

After he went out, Mitya also took his clothes and put them on, then got out of bed and followed him out.

The corridor was also dim, and the vision was not good, but Miya still saw him gently push open the door next door and go in. Miya didn't follow, but just stood here quietly waiting.

Perhaps Cheng Shaohe in the next room fell asleep, and Cheng Yue came out of the room not long after entering, but he didn't go back to the room, but went straight to the end of the corridor.

Mitya followed quietly, and she could roughly guess where he was going.

Whenever he is upset and has something on his mind, he will always find a quiet place to hide and smoke alone.

Standing at the window at the end of the corridor, Cheng Yue took out the cigarette from his pocket and lit it with a lighter.

The light in the corridor was so dim that people could only see the outline of the person roughly, so when the lighter in his hand raised a small flame, he lit the cigarette in his hand and illuminated his face at the same time.

Miya stood like this ten meters away, without moving forward, so that he could use the cigarette to release the depression in his heart, let him wait quietly for a while, and adjust his heart mood.

Miya stayed with him like this, neither stepped forward nor spoke, just stood quietly behind him and watched.

Miya didn't know how long he had stood like this, until the sky outside the window turned from pitch black to dark blue, and then Miya was sure that it would not be long before dawn.

In the end, Mi Jiadao never stepped forward, but turned around and went back to the ward silently.

Lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, it didn't take long for Cheng Yue to come back alone with a strong smell of smoke. He took off his clothes and went to bed, stretched out his hand to gently embrace Miya, hugged her on top of her head in a low voice Said, "I'm sorry."

Miya didn't speak, but gently hugged him back.

Although he didn't explain it, Mitya knew that his sorry meant that he had worried her.

(End of this chapter)