Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Yan's mother clutched the recording pen tightly, her whole body was stiff and motionless.

The mother and daughter faced each other silently, in the silence, only Yan Shuirou's voice full of hatred flowed slowly.

As a mother, she has an obligation to protect her daughter.

Shuirou is so delicate, let alone a prison, even if she is at home, she would throw a tantrum if something goes wrong, how could she survive such a hard life.

This is not to punish Shuirou, it is clearly to force her to death! "Xia Ye, are you really so cruel?" Yan Shuirou's mistake was so hard to prove, Yan's mother had no choice but to soften her tone, and looked at the unusually calm Yan Xiaye with pleading eyes: "Shuirou...she did something wrong Yes, but she is your older sister and your relatives, you can beat her and scold her, if there is any matter, close the door and solve it slowly, what problem can the police solve?" Yan Xiaye's raised hands were a little sore , the soreness went all the way up the arm, and stopped at the tip of her nose without authorization, which made her resist the urge to cry, and replied indifferently: "If it is a problem that can't be solved by calling the police, I don't think it's the right thing to do." It can be solved at the door.

"Five years ago, Yan Shuirou didn't even give her the slightest chance, and fainted on the spot because of her push. Until she waited for the final trial result in the detention center, no one pleaded for her.

She has never understood how she failed in life like that. Now that she thinks about it, maybe it's not because her parents disliked her and sent her to prison to be ashamed, but because she put all her heart on Yan Shuirou, completely forgetting that there is such a daughter as her.

"You, you are so hard-winged that you don't even listen to my words?" Yan's mother knew that with the current relationship between her and Yan Xiaye, it was impossible to use family affection to control her, so she could only burst into tears: "I They are all people who stepped into the coffin with half a foot, can you listen to me once, it can be considered that you have done your filial piety for me, don't hurt your sister, and piss me off alive, okay?" Xia Ye was silent when she saw the words Without saying a word, Yan's mother became more and more panicked, impatiently exposed her unreasonable side, and demanded in a commanding tone: "Don't think about it, I can't return this pen to you, you have no evidence , even in the court, the judge will only laugh at you, in order to murder your sister, do you want to be ashamed so much?" "Speak, if you don't want to piss me off, swear now that you won't embarrass Shui Rou because of this, Anyway, that kidnapping is a thing of the past, you are standing here well now, what is there to be dissatisfied with? If your sister is unlucky, you will be at ease and happy? I don’t remember raising you to be so femme-hearted!” Regardless of the words The mother said something emotionally, but Yan Xiaye remained silent from the beginning to the end.

She stared at her mother's heartfelt panic and pain for a while, her heart was empty, as if she didn't think about anything.

She withdrew her hand expressionlessly, and stood up quietly, feeling that there was no need to come here again in the future.

The voice recorder didn't matter, she already got the answer she wanted.

Regardless of whether the answer is good or bad, it is the truest thought in my mother's heart.

"Okay, keep it.

"Bending down to pick up the coat on the back of the sofa, Yan Xiaye stretched his sore shoulders and neck, walked a few steps with his back to his mother, stopped in front of the door and said indifferently: "I won't come back tomorrow, let Yan Shui Be gentle and do it yourself.

"If Yan's mother hadn't discovered the recorder by accident, she had planned to wait for Yan's mother to pass away before sending Yan Shuirou to hell.

It's a pity that she always thinks of others, but no one cares if she is also sad and in pain.

"Xia Ye, mom isn't it..." Yan's mother's hand holding the recording pen was a little trembling, she suddenly turned around to keep Yan Xia Ye, her voice was timid and hoarse: "Mom just wants to see you two sisters get along well, I can see After coming out, Mr. Li cares about you very much. Even if you gave up the North City to Shuirou, you didn’t lose anything, right? Please don’t hold Shuirou in grudges because of this. , do you think I really care?" Yan Xiaye didn't look back, put his fingers on the cold doorknob, and gently turned it down: "I can let it go, but she can't take it.

"Opening the door, she stepped out of the warm ward, and plunged into the embrace of the cold air without hesitation.

Facing the empty corridor, she quickly ran towards the elevator, the tears in her eyes finally flowed down, and she was so tired that she was about to collapse on the ground.

This was the truth she wanted, and it completely shattered the last glimmer of hope in her heart.

Standing in the elevator, she looked at her pale face in the mirror, and raised the corners of her crimson lips to smile or not.

It's a pity that it's late autumn, otherwise she would go out in a long white dress, and she might become the protagonist of the hospital's next ghost story.

In order not to shed tears for unworthy people and things, Yan Xiaye entertained herself with random thoughts, thinking of white skirts to white, and then thinking of the lingering Yan Shuirou.

That hypocritical woman likes to wear white the most. She is a white lotus flower that looks the same on the outside and inside, which makes her itchy and wants to strangle her to death.

The elevator stopped on the first floor with a 'ding' sound, and the elevator door slowly opened, revealing the little nurse who was on night shift outside the door.

When she saw Yan Xia Ye, she was really taken aback by the other's lifeless eyes and face. She had stepped into the elevator with one foot, but now she exited at a faster speed, and asked tremblingly, "You, you Are you okay?" Yan Xiaye smiled, pressed the button for her to prevent the elevator door from closing, tilted her head and thought carefully, "Not bad.

""call.

"The little nurse patted her chest, moved into the elevator again, and peeked at her with pity: "Life, old age, sickness and death are human nature, please don't be too sad.

"Just looking at Yan Xiaye's gritted teeth and the environment of the hospital, it's no wonder she has such speculations.

Yan Xiaye shuddered slightly as she left the elevator.

Although the central air conditioner in the hall was still operating, she was really cold at the moment, and her chest was empty, with gusts of cold wind blowing.

The care from the stranger made her feel better, and she reluctantly held the corner of her lips to thank him: "Thank you.

"You're welcome, that, come and check if you have time, your face is really ugly."

Accepting the little nurse's suggestion with a light smile, Yan Xiaye walked through the hall with buzzing in his ears, walked towards the hospital gate without raising his head, and bumped into another warm wall without noticing.

"Sorry..." "Why are you?" Two voices sounded at the same time.

Yan Xiaye originally planned to say sorry and continue walking her way, but because the other party's lines were unusual, she had to look up.

Tao Jingxi appeared tall and tall in her field of vision, wearing a long gray trench coat that looked very warm, and was looking down at her with condescending eyebrows.

In the past, she didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but the condescending look of her mother staring at her still clearly remained in her heart, which made her purse her lips awkwardly, and couldn't surpass the man's height all at once, so she said hello helplessly: "So It's late, why are you here?" Her voice was extremely hoarse and dry, which made Tao Jingxi frowned even more, and suddenly raised her hand to touch her forehead.

In the next second, the gray coat that Yan Xiaye was a bit greedy for was transferred to her body by the man himself. The warm temperature made her squint her eyes comfortably, and the man whispered: "There is a patient... It doesn't matter, do you know that you have a fever?" "What?" Yan Xiaye's slender eyelashes flickered, and it took him a few seconds to understand the man's words, and his mind was chaotically thinking about what to say: "No way , It's not when I'm in prison, I eat well and wear warm clothes now, so I won't get sick easily.

""……follow me.

"Tao Jingxi found that she was in a coma, so she simply gave up asking for her opinion, and took her to find the doctor on duty.

"Mr. Tao, who is this?" The doctor on duty was drowsy, and laughed when he saw Tao Jingxi: "I'm bored, come to chat with me?" Tao Jingxi said, Xia Ye sat on the chair Then he said helplessly: "I can't do it today, please help me to see her, she has a fever, and the fever is very serious.

"Now that there is a patient, the doctor has followed suit and took out the temperature gun to operate on Yan Xiaye.

In the end, he looked at the numbers on the electronic display with a serious expression on his face: "39 degrees, this temperature is likely to cause pneumonia, and you need to take an antipyretic injection immediately.

"Yan Xiaye was still in a daze, with her small face deeply buried in the collar that was too loose for her, and occasionally catching words that made her uncomfortable, she immediately expressed her resistance: "I'm fine, I really don't care. Need an injection, let me go back to rest, some medicine is enough.

Tao Jingxi noticed for the first time that Yan Xiaye, who was ill, was more difficult than usual, so he reached out and pressed her shoulder: "Sit still.

” Then I went to the doctor again: “Do I need to be hospitalized?” ""I suggest hospitalization for observation and observation. If the antipyretic injection doesn't work, you need to inject anti-inflammatory drugs for several days.

"Now, Yan Xiaye's resistance became more intense, and he started to leave without saying a word.

Although it was unlikely that she would run into Yan's mother, just continuing to stay in the same building with her was enough for Yan Xiaye to bear.

Compared with fever or anything else, what she needs most now is to return to the studio as soon as possible, lie on the bed that belongs to her and cry bitterly or have a good sleep, in short, delete everything that just happened from her mind as soon as possible.

Otherwise, the more she thinks about it, the more uncomfortable she will feel, and the depression will attack, and she will feel dispensable even to live.

Tao Jingxi looked at Yan Xiaye suspiciously, and always felt that she was a little unusual tonight, and it seemed that it was not just because of the fever.

After a moment of silence, he signaled the doctor to prepare for the injection first, and tentatively invited her: "Since you don't want to be hospitalized, do you want to come with me after the injection? Maybe I can't untie your knot, but let you sleep Good night, this can still be done.

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