she fell from the galaxy

The sunlight refracted in through the window, hurting people's eyes.

Zhu Wuyou turned his face away and chose to turn his back on Mo Sihan.

Mo Sihan walked around the end of the bed, his eyes fell on her face, trying to continue to persuade her: "I know you like children too, Zhu Wuyou, you give me another child, and if it's a daughter, we'll name it Can I call you Niantong?"

Nian Tong means missing the dead Mo Tong.

Mo Sihan really loves Xiaoqingtuan, as can be seen from the child's name.

However, no matter in terms of physical or psychological conditions, now is not the best time to persuade Zhu Wuyou to get pregnant.

For one thing, the life and death of the child that Zhu Wuyou reluctantly gave birth to is still unknown, this time was a shadow that could not be wiped out in her heart.

Secondly, the death of Xiaoqingtuan made things worse, and she would have a negative reaction, which is understandable.

There was a bitter taste in Zhu Wuyou's mouth, and his eyes were flat, mixed with disdain and indifference.

Her silent protest made Mo Sihan feel even more chilling.

Mo Sihan's eyes dimmed unknowingly, and his voice was cold: "If you don't want to talk, then don't. We can talk another day."

Zhu Wuyou turned around again, turning his back to him indifferently.

Her meaning couldn't be more obvious, and she doesn't want to say another word to him today.

Mo Sihan was really at a loss, he sighed heavily: "It seems that today you want to fight me to the end, since you don't want to see me, then I will come to see you when you feel better."

"..."

Mo Sihan left the ward without turning his head, and closed the door casually. It seemed a light movement, but the sound of closing the door was loud.

After the door was closed, a woman's low cry came from the room. The sound was not loud, but very penetrating.

The quilt was pulled over her head, and judging from the shaking of the quilt, she was crying hard.

Hearing the sound, Mo Sihan stopped in his tracks, stood outside the door and looked inside, feeling pain in his heart.

After a long time, Mo Sihan sat quietly on the chair in the corridor, his figure was lonely.

The long corridor is deserted and quiet, making loneliness seem to have nowhere to hide.

Mo Sihan leaned his head against the wall, closed his eyes lightly, and listened to the commotion in the ward with his ears up while he seemed to be taking a nap.

The crying in the room was intermittent and never stopped.

Mo Sihan opened his eyes, the restlessness in his body could hardly be suppressed.

Men will miss the smell of cigarettes very much at this time.

Mo Sihan got up and went to the smoking area, lit a cigarette and started smoking. The smell of nicotine made him feel happy for a while.

The bluish-white smoke blurred his face, he half-closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and immersed himself in the clouds and fog.

"I really don't understand a woman's mind!" The cigarette in Mo Sihan's hand was burning, and the ashes fell to the ground with sparks.

Mo Sihan couldn't understand that the woman who used to love him so much now disdained to conceive his child.

Aren't children the bond that maintains the bond of affection between husband and wife?

Doesn't she want to be a couple with him for a lifetime, for a long time?

In Jincheng, Mo Sihan was a ray of light in the eyes of thousands of women.

The light gathered on Zhu Wuyou like a gift, but she didn't know how to cherish it at all, which dealt a huge blow to his self-esteem.

It always felt like something out of his control had changed, and it made him uneasy.

*
In the ward, Zhu Wuyou, who was tired from crying, fell asleep.

She dreamed again of the child she had conceived in October, which had nearly cost her half her life.

The ridiculous thing is that after giving birth to the child, she never gave the child a day of maternal love, and she didn't even have time to look at the child.

How many times has she imagined what her child will look like at first glance?

Is it red all over, wrinkled like a little old man?

Or a little girl with dark hair and pink skin?
The same dream had appeared many times in Zhu Wuyou's sleep, and every time she woke up, her heart felt like a steel needle had pierced her limbs and bones, and the pain made her bruises all over her body, and her internal organs seemed to have been displaced by someone.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, immersed in her dream, and the expression on her face looked extremely painful.

On the side of the bed, Mo Sihan held Zhu Wuyou's hand tightly and stared at her worriedly.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to mention this matter to her later.

The pain of losing a child, Mo Sihan almost lost half of his life after experiencing it once, let alone Zhu Wuyou experienced it twice.

Mo Sihan secretly made up his mind that if his and her child were still alive, then he would find the child at all costs.

I'm afraid this is the best medicine to get rid of the psychological shadow of a "lost mother".

Zhu Wuyou woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, his chest heaving violently.

Mo Sihan held her trembling hand and asked worriedly, "Are you having a nightmare?"

"water."

Mo Sihan poured a glass of water and handed it to her: "Come and drink water."

Zhu Wuyou sat up abruptly, picked up the water glass and drank it in one gulp.

……

For the next three days, Mo Sihan stayed in the ward, taking care of Zhu Wuyou meticulously.

Only he himself knew how carefully he had spent these three days.

As long as Mo Sihan brought up the topic of children, she would close her lips tightly and fall into silence for a long time.

It made him dare not even mention the word 'child'.

If you don't mention it, let's not mention it for now, when Zhu Wuyou is discharged from the hospital, Mo Sihan plans to ask a nutritionist to help her take care of her body first.

As for the follow-up things, just proceed step by step and let nature take its course.

Anyway, the initiative to have children is ultimately in the hands of men.

On the fourth day, the Prison Administration Bureau called to say that Weng Xiaomei's medical parole had been approved.

Zhu Wuyou was in a hurry to leave the hospital, but Mo Sihan refused.

Zhu Wuyou glared instantly: "Mo Sihan, the doctor said that I can be discharged from the hospital, why don't you let me go?"

"You're in better health, why don't you stay in the hospital for a few more days before you leave the hospital." Mo Sihan persuaded him kindly.

A layer of tears welled up in Zhu Wuyou's eyes, and his voice trembled slightly: "Mo Sihan, do you have to wait until my mother dies before you are satisfied? My mother has terminal cancer."

Mo Sihan's eyes were cold and ruthless, and his thin lips parted lightly: "It's because it can't be cured, and it's useless for you to go. Why don't I arrange someone to take care of her on your behalf."

"Can it be the same? I'm her only relative in this world." Zhu Wuyou said angrily, "Mo Sihan, I know my mother is not a good person, I can understand you hating her. But she is dying now, I don’t want to have a bad conscience for the rest of my life.”

"Unless..." Mo Sihan hesitated to speak, and deliberately stopped halfway through the sentence.

The black-bellied man in front of him is about to start negotiating terms with her again.

"You just say, what do I have to do before you let me out of the hospital." Zhu Wuyou stared at him angrily, the anger in his eyes was jumping.

Mo Sihan said with a steady tone, "Unless you promise to give me another child."

Mo Sihan is worthy of being a shrewd businessman, he knows how to judge the situation, and then put forward his appeal at the right time to seize the opportunity.

There was a brief silence in the room.

After the silence, Zhu Wuyou spoke again: "Okay, I promise you."

"Then I'll go through the discharge procedures for you." Mo Sihan, who got his wish, curled up a faint smile.

After Mo Sihan completed the discharge procedures and returned to the ward, Zhu Wuyou had disappeared.

"Where's the person?" Mo Sihan asked the two nurses who were in charge of this VIP ward.

A nurse lowered her head nervously, and replied, "President Mo, I just went to answer the phone for a while..."

Another nurse stammered, "President Mo, I saw Mrs. Mo get into a gray car."

Mo Sihan frowned, and said coldly, "Where did you see that?"

The nurse pointed to a window on one side of the corridor.

Mo Sihan left without saying a word, with a sullen face.

Thinking that the gray car should belong to Lin Yunlang, Mo Sihan became even more anxious, and immediately dialed Zhu Wuyou's cell phone.

On the other end of the phone, there was only a cold beeping sound...

*
In the car, Zhu Wuyou's cell phone was vibrating all the time, but she had no intention of answering it.

Lin Yunlang, who was driving, glanced at Zhu Wuyou, and then asked her, "Wuyou, why don't you answer the phone?"

Zhu Wuyou said lightly: "I don't want to answer."

Lin Yunlang didn't ask any further questions, and then changed the subject: "Wuyou, which hospital do you plan to send auntie to for medical treatment?"

Zhu Wuyou thought for a while: "Go to the hospital where my friend Su Banxia is."

"Well, that's fine." Lin Yunlang agreed.

Zhu Wuyou remembered to ask Lin Yunlang: "Brother, how did you know about my mother's illness? Is it because my mother has been unable to contact me recently that she thought of contacting you?"

Lin Yunlang was silent for a few seconds before replying: "To be precise, it was my aunt who contacted me. She didn't want to tell you about her illness at first."

Zhu Wuyou was stunned, her mother actually wanted to hide such a big thing from her.

It is true that the relationship between their mother and daughter is not very good, but her mother would rather tell outsiders than let Zhu Wuyou know, which really surprised her, and even made her a little sad.

However, this is actually not surprising.

Weng Xiaomei has always been optimistic about Lin Yunlang. In her heart, Lin Yunlang is the best son-in-law in her mind.

Before, Weng Xiaomei wanted so much to make Zhu Wuyou and Lin Yunlang a pair, but unfortunately her wish finally came to nothing.

After Weng Xiaomei's accident, apart from Zhu Wuyou, Lin Yunlang was the only one who would visit her often in prison.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there is a cause before and an effect after.

Lin Yunlang saw Zhu Wuyou's emotions, and said kindly to her: "Wuyou, don't think too much, Auntie will do this, maybe because she doesn't want to see you sad, after all, you are the only one who will feel sad for her. The last few times I've been to see my aunt, she seems to have really changed a lot."

Zhu Wuyou suddenly felt very sad, why did everyone around her leave her one by one?

Grandpa Zhu, Grandpa Mo, Grandma Mo, Xiao Qingtuan, and now it's her mother's turn.

No matter how bad her mother was, it was the mother who gave birth to her and raised her.

"By the way, Wuyou, why did you go to Pinghe Hospital? Are you feeling unwell?" Lin Yunlang changed the topic again at the right time.

Zhu Wuyou calmly said: "No big deal, just a daily physical examination."

Lin Yunlang patted the back of her hand and comforted her, "That's good. Wuyou, you have to remember that no matter what happens, Big Brother will always be by your side."

"Thank you, brother." Zhu Wuyou smiled back at him.