Mortal Romance

But Shen Yunhuai would rather that fate would not give him the opportunity to see the fragile and sad Song Yile.His children should be carefree forever, be able to play hard around him, be sincere and pure if they want to sing songs after drinking, even if they hold hands and live an ordinary and mediocre life, they can live the most uninvolved life to their heart's content. appearance.

After Song Yile was put on the sofa, Shen Yunhuai calmed down and hugged him into his arms, patted him on the back, and gave the trembling person in his arms silent companionship.

"During the days when my mother didn't want me, my father worked so hard to bring me up." Song Yile buried her face in Shen Yunhuai's neck and said sullenly.

"My dad has AD, that is, Alzheimer's disease. When I was in the third year of high school, he couldn't remember whether I was in junior high school or high school. But it happened that he was like this. He has worked hard for me since I can remember. I have said it over and over again, my name is Song Yile, because my father hopes that no matter what you do in the future, no matter whether you become famous or do nothing, you will be safe and happy."

When Song Yile said this, he paused, his throat was a little choked, and the end of his voice trembled.

"When I went to college, my mother said she wanted to pick me up. He didn't object. I thought it was because he didn't want me anymore. After a fight, I found out that he didn't even have the ability to take care of himself, so he kept me by my side. It will only become a burden to each other." Song Yile shook his head with a light smile.

"I didn't blame him. He was born as a mortal, so he shouldn't have the ability to resist the gods."

"But this time it's different, he doesn't remember anything," Song Yile said, "He really doesn't want me anymore."

Chapter 19

It is a heartbreaking thing to dig out the past from the locked box in the mind, and no amount of words in the face of fragility and helplessness will only increase the sadness. Shen Yunhuai didn't say anything, just Patting Song Yile on the back again and again to give him comfort.It wasn't until the breath around his neck became weak and his breathing became regular again that Shen Yunhuai realized that Song Yile had fallen asleep.It is also conceivable, after all, Song Yile has been tense since receiving the call.

So Shen Yunhuai lightly supported Song Yile's back neck, laid him down on the pillow next to the sofa, went to the room and took the quilt to cover him, tucked the corner of his back, looked at the child's red eyes and sighed deeply Take a breath.

When he walked to the window, Shen Yunhuai realized that it was raining outside, and the patter of snowflakes fell on the window edge, turning into puddles of water.He paused for a while, then took out the cell phone in his pocket and called Song Yile's mother.

"Professor, hello."

The other end of the phone chattered for a while, as if in an empty and quiet place, Song Yun's obviously tired voice came: "Yunhuai? What's the matter? Is Lele okay? I just called him He hung up without saying anything, and didn't say if he would come."

"Well, I'll look at him." Finally, Shen Yunhuai looked back at Song Yile who was sleeping peacefully on the sofa.He didn't seem to be sleeping very well, his brows were frowning, and his lips were trembling as he muttered inaudible dreams. "How is uncle?"

"Not very good. In the morning, because the nurses completely refused to feed and water, I had to be admitted to the hospital. I just inserted a nasogastric tube. After examination, the doctor said that the vital signs were very poor. Although I am still conscious now, I am just hanging by an instrument."

Shen Yunhuai heard Song Yun sigh heavily.

"I'll bring Yile there tonight." Shen Yunhuai said quickly, "But his wishes must be respected."

Song Yun said hello again and again, and hung up the phone hastily after being called twice by the doctor.Shen Yunhuai held the mobile phone that was raised several degrees in his hand, bowed his head in silence for a while before walking to Song Yile's side, arched his index finger and gently rubbed the corners of Song Yile's eyes with the side of his finger. There were a few thin lines there, which Song Yile liked Smile, even if there is nothing in daily life that makes him particularly happy, he always smiles with sincerity.But at this moment, water droplets ran across the cheeks along the lines, and finally wet Shen Yunhuai's fingertips.

In fact, before Song Yile had a long talk with him, Shen Yunhuai always thought that he should be a child who grew up in a honey pot, with loving and sweet parents, and a beautiful childhood that was even like an epic fairy tale. The countless beloved children in the world should be like this.

But it turned out that he turned the flying arrows and arrows into the hardest armor, embraced the softest heart with his scarred body, filled with hope, and looked forward to the sunrise after the rain every day.In the end, it is because of love that sorrow is born, because of love for him, sorrow is born, and because of sorrow, it is just resentment for the unfair fate of him.

Shen Yunhuai lowered his eyes, lowered his head and kissed away the crystal in the corner of his eyes.

When Song Yile woke up in a daze, the first thing he felt was the pressure in his abdomen. He lifted himself up a little and saw that it was An Bo nestling on top of him, and softly called out to him.Song Yile felt it was funny, couldn't help scratching its chin, and then slowly regained consciousness. He subconsciously looked for Shen Yunhuai's figure, but only caught the orange light coming from the crack of the study door.

Just holding the cat and pushing open the door, Song Yile called out in a low voice: "Brother Shen?"

"Are you awake? Are you hungry?" Shen Yunhuai closed his laptop and looked back at him, muttering, "Why don't you wear slippers."

"Not hungry, what are you doing?" Song Yile shook his head and asked.