Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 225

With a sudden light on her body, the coat fell out of her hand and fell into someone's hand.

She got up in a hurry, the tears that fell down her face were all over her face, her eye circles were red, her eyelashes were stuck together, her hair was messed up, and she was as embarrassed as she could be.

She didn't care about it, she opened her hand to grab her own things, but she couldn't see, she didn't know where the man was, and she didn't know who was making such a vile joke with her, but after a few minutes of silence, she wanted to There are not many, but do some people still think it is a luxury?

"Give it back to me, I don't care who you are, if you continue, I won't forgive you."

The deliberately low voice came out of her mouth, still full of choking.

Maybe it was because she was too impatient, she felt unbearable within a few seconds after asking the question, she jumped off the bed and was about to catch that person, but she accidentally fell to the front, which made her annoyed In the helpless embrace, I suddenly felt a little powerless.

"Give me back my coat."

Yaling knew who did it, so he couldn't get angry anymore, and he opened his hands to ask for a coat, only thinking that he was childish and likes to make trouble.

"Stop writing, I said, wait for me outside for a while, be obedient."

He pulled back his hand, not wanting him to have a chance to explain.

But Cui An didn't think so. After a few seconds of silence, she was about to pull her hand to write. Ya Ling struggled a few times but couldn't make it, so she spread her hand and let him go.

"Coat, is it important?!"

Yaling found that Cui An seemed to like to use punctuation marks to emphasize his mood at this time. Although it made her laugh, it really achieved the effect. For example, when he asked this sentence at this time, the question mark was followed by Even the exclamation point, as if even he saw something.

Shaking his head, he was absent-minded for a few seconds, nodded again, and finally said helplessly: "I said it, you don't understand it, so give it back to me."

Not to return, or not to return, Cui An is a very stubborn kid, and Yaling couldn't wait for him to return the coat, so he pretended to be stern: "If you keep messing around like this, I won't let you stay by my side anymore."

Cui An pulled her hand and wrote: Don't.

She turned her head to the side, seemingly genuinely annoyed.

Cui An then handed her the coat back, but he still had to complain a little in her hand: more important than me, sad.

"You are different and cannot be compared together, understand?"

Cui An was confused: Where is it different?
Yaling didn't answer him, but pushed him aside: "Okay, I'll go clean up, and then we'll go out together."

Not daring to procrastinate, fearing that it would cause any emotions, Yaling packed all her things into a bag, tied the bag tightly, and finally "looked" around the ward before calling Cui An to drag her away. go out.

Cui An's movements were still cautious. The two first went back to their mother's ward to put away their things, then called the nurse to take care of their mother, and then asked the doctor what they should do next.

It would take about a day or two for the relatives to arrive, and she regretted notifying them at this time. She always felt that her father might prefer to leave quietly, and those disturbing ceremonies didn't have much meaning. What's the point of making those things when people are gone?Elling wished everything was simpler.

She was led to the place where her father kept her, and as soon as she opened the door, the freezing air almost froze her.

The first thought in her mind was, wouldn't it be cold for Dad to sleep in this kind of place?

The footsteps were extremely heavy, wanting to escape, but also wanting to touch Dad's face one last time.

The doctor told her that all the relevant expenses had already been paid by someone, and she could even sit in the ward and wait for her father's ashes to be delivered to her, without having to deal with these things herself. Of course, the doctor still said that he couldn't remember who The payment, but she was sure in her heart that it was Xie Nan, but he didn't want to show up, and she didn't have the energy to drag him out at this time. After everything was settled, she and he would carefully calculate the fee. .

Yaling walked into the cold room, and Cui An followed closely. Yaling held him in place and shook his head: "I'll just go in by myself."

Cui An still disagreed, and there were a bunch of reasons written in her palm, why the room was too cold, why there were steps under her feet, why she was worried that she had the inside by herself, and finally used it, and he would be afraid if it was too dark outside For this reason, if a big man puts so much effort into it, and even starts to make fun of his precious face, no one can refuse it.

So Ya Ling had no choice but to nod, but said that she must close his eyes when she asked him to close them. Cui An agreed, and the two of them slowly walked down the steps.

The more you go inside, the more you feel that the chill is not just caused by the surrounding air, it is a feeling that penetrates into the heart, Yaling can't help but hold Cui An's hand tightly, and the latter, at some point, opened his palm , put her bag in, the little warmth became her only support at this time.

"Okay, you can come here."

The staff of the hospital pulled out a cabinet, took a few steps back and waited for Al Ling, Al Ling swallowed hard, every step was extremely heavy, but could not back down, Cui An suddenly stopped in front of her, she hit directly in his arms.

He took her hand, opened fingers one by one, the crescent moon on the palm was bright red, he seemed to be angry, and shook her injured hand a few times, as if to let her know what she had done , but she didn't respond. She pushed him away and continued to walk forward. He rushed over again and wrote on her hand: Go back, let's go back.

She smiled wryly in her heart, how could she go back, that was her father, no matter what he turned into, he was still her father.

Stubbornly suppressing all kinds of emotions in his heart, he walked to the side of the cold cabinet, opened his mouth and said, "Cui An, close your eyes."

Then, lightly raised his hand and stretched it out in front of him.

Bing, apart from this feeling, she can't find any other words to describe her feeling at this time. The touch in her memory is no longer there. It's not her father, but a lifeless body. Only then did she realize that this man had really left her.

When she walked out of the room, Yaling didn't say anything, the staff behind her asked her if she wanted to be cremated immediately, she still didn't speak, and waved her hand feebly, as soon as she reached the bench not far away, she became limp After coming down, he panted heavily, but still couldn't calm down the bone-chilling cold.

After a while, the warmth on her body made her recover, and she reached out to touch Cui An's arm: "Can you lend me your shoulder?"

With his forehead resting on Cui An's neck, his voice was extremely tired: "I really wish I were you, silly, dumb, and remember all the happy things, how good would that be?"

The smell of disinfectant on Cui An's body was very strong, but she didn't care. She talked a lot to herself, and her consciousness began to blur. Before she fell asleep, she seemed to hear the familiar voice of that person. He was really there for him.

(End of this chapter)