Time and you are my fault

Tomorrow is the Spring Festival, and the hospital will be on holiday.

In the inpatient department, all the patients who were able to go home for the New Year have left. Compared with usual, this place looks extremely deserted.

Chu Yi didn't go back to Zong's house, nor to Qiao's house.

She has no intention of celebrating the New Year, she just wants to watch over Zong Yanzu quietly.

But she has the habit of sweeping Qiao Shiyue's grave every year, and this year is the same.

Originally, the Qiao family was going to move Qiao Shiyue's cemetery, but after checking with Mr. Feng Shui, the groundbreaking can only be done in summer this year.

Mrs. Qiao believed in feng shui very much, and she didn't want her daughter to be bumped, so she moved the tomb moving to the beginning of summer.

Chu Yi and Qiao Mingshan arrived at the cemetery together.

Chu Yi held a bouquet of white tulips in her arms, and Qiao Mingshan put Qiao Shiyue's favorite food in front of the tombstone.

The two stood there and had a conversation, then Qiao Mingshan went to the side to smoke, and asked Chu Yi to talk to Qiao Shiyue.

Chu Yi stood in front of the tombstone, reached out and rubbed her belly, "Mom, you have a grandson and granddaughter."

"Now I understand what you used to say to me, just asking for peace."

"The road of life is stumbling, and the only thing that is really important is to live in health and safety."

"Mom, I'm doing well now. If you can bless the father to wake up soon, then I will live better."

Chu Yi red eyes, stood in front of the tomb and smiled foolishly.

The cold wind floated, blowing off the snow on the cypress trees nearby.

It also seemed that Qiao Shiyue was responding to Chu Yi's words.

Chu Yi didn't stay here for too long, so she followed Qiao Mingshan out.

Before he got to the car, the phone rang.

It's the nurse's phone number.

Chu Yi's heart tightened, and a kind of fear enveloped her. Did Zong Yanke have an accident?
The fingers that answer the phone are trembling.

"Madam! Come back soon, Madam!"

"What's up with him?"

"Mister just moved! His fingers moved! Come back soon!"

Chu Yi didn't react for a while, and when Qiao Mingshan took the initiative to hold her hand, she turned her head in a daze, "Uncle..."

"Uncle heard, let's go back to the hospital."

Although Qiao Mingshan was also very happy, and although Chu Yi kept urging him to speed up, Qiao Mingshan drove the car back to the hospital calmly.

After all, my niece is now pregnant, and there are two little ones in her belly, safety is the most important thing.

The car stopped in front of the hospital, Chu Yi pushed the door and got out of the car and ran inside.

Qiao Mingshan shouted behind him, "Ancestor, slow down! He can't run no matter what he runs!"

Chu Yi couldn't hear other people's voices.

There was only one voice in her head.

He moved!
After a month, he responded!

She wants to see him, see him at once!

Fortunately, there are very few people in the hospital now, and the elevator goes directly to the inpatient department.

Chu Yi ran all the way with her belly outstretched like the wind, scaring many passers-by to warn them to slow down.

Chu Yi wished she could spread her wings and fly.

Pushing open the door of the ward, she felt that time had stopped.

The heart was beating wildly, and a feeling of being close to home was born spontaneously.

Walking into the ward step by step, before breathing steadily, he saw the man still lying on the bed.

Obviously he is in the same state as recently, but Chu Yi just feels that he has changed.

It was as if a trace of life was blooming all over her body, or in other words, she saw hope in her heart.

She stood by the bed and gently held his hand.

The nurse was also happy for her, "As soon as I noticed that my husband moved his fingers, I called the doctor over. The doctor said that it is a good thing for the body to react, and it will definitely recover. Madam, don't worry too much, your body is important."

Chu Yi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Okay."

After waiting for a month, I finally saw hope.

How could she not be happy.

Because the Spring Festival was approaching, Chu Yi asked the nurses not to keep vigil for these two days.

At night, she wiped Zong Yanxi's body, massaged her legs briefly, and carefully read through the prenatal education book.

But the eyes can't help but fall on his hands, hoping that he can move.

After thinking about it, she threw down the book, took his hand again, and pressed it on her stomach, "Zong Yanchu, everyone knows that I am pregnant, only you haven't heard it yourself, don't wait for me to give birth." You just wake up, okay?"

But the hand on the stomach didn't respond.

Chu Yi sighed silently, and finally covered him with the quilt, and lay down on her own bed.

In the second half of the night, Chu Yi, who had been sleeping soundly, was woken up by the pain from her calf.

In a daze, she opened her eyes, her delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and she wanted to get up, but the pain in her calf became more intense, making her curl up into a ball.

Suddenly, a very low hoarse voice came from the side, "What's wrong?"

Chu Yi, who was not yet fully awake, subconsciously said, "The right calf is cramped... cramps..."

Afterwards, someone gently lifted her calf, and slowly kneaded and circled her hamstrings with her palms.

When the warm palm was pressed against her skin, Chu Yi froze.

At that moment, the pain in my legs stopped, and I even stopped breathing.

Chuy's eyes were wide open, and in the darkness, her pupils dilated violently. When she saw the familiar outline clearly, she seemed to hear the sound of blood rushing in her ears.

"Zong... Zong Yanzu?"

"Ah."

The man's voice was low and hoarse, returning gently.

Chu Yi stared at her blankly, tears streaming down her face in an instant.

Eyes full, only one thought.

He... woke up?
The sound of rapid breathing, the sound of tears falling on the quilt, was extremely clear in the silent night.

"Am I dreaming?"

He followed the dim light coming in from the window, and looked at the little woman lying there stupidly.

After a very light sigh, he grabbed the back of her cold hand with the other hand, "No, Yiyi, I'm awake."

Chu Yi no longer cared about the throbbing pain in her leg, got up from the bed, and threw herself into his arms.

With both arms tightly wrapped around his neck, all the hot tears and hot breath fell on his ears and neck.

Her body was trembling slightly, and she complained of all the uneasiness.

"really?"

"real."

"Isn't it a dream?"

"No."

He kissed her lightly on the ear.

The warm touch, the real embrace, everything is telling Chu Yi.

it is true!
After sleeping for a month, he finally woke up!

When this idea was really confirmed, she finally let go of crying.

It is no longer like in the past month, weeping silently, suppressing crying in the middle of the night.

It was crying loudly.

It seemed that he wanted to vent all his grievances and anxiety around him.

"You slept for a whole month!"

"Do you know how much I worry about you!"

The man hugged her back, but because of his posture, he didn't notice her belly.

His hand patted her back lightly, "I'm sorry Yiyi, I made you worry."

"After you know I'm sorry, you can't just ignore me like this!" She said in a nasal voice, vaguely.

"Okay, everything is up to you from now on."

When her mood stabilized, Chu Yi hurriedly pushed away his embrace, "I'll call the doctor to come and have a look. You just woke up, so go back and lie down."

"I'm fine. There's only a doctor on duty in the middle of the night. I won't go until dawn, my dear." He rubbed her forehead and said softly.

Chuy was right in thinking, when she sat back on the bed, she turned on the bedside lamp.

A soft light glows in the upper left corner.

Chu Yi saw his face deeply, and the stone in her heart fell heavily.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her tear-stained little face, his heart ached.

Presumably this month, she was worried.

Suddenly recalling the car accident a month ago, Chu Yi still has lingering fears.

She looked at him, with tears in her eyes, and pursed her lips, "I ask you, why did you..."

"Because you once said something." He knew what she was going to ask.

When the car accident happened, if he didn't turn the steering wheel, then the position where the truck hit was the co-pilot.

That kind of impact is a dead end.

When his mind realized that Chewie might die, his body reacted faster than his brain.

Protecting her well has been engraved into the subconscious behavior.

"You once said that the co-pilot is not safe."

Chu Yi was taken aback for a moment, and a strange picture immediately popped up in his mind.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the two of them returned to Xinghewan from the manor. At that time, because she knew that Lin Luolian was sitting in the co-pilot of his car, she used all kinds of reasons and refused to take the co-pilot.

At that time, there was a nonsense reason, the co-pilot was not safe.

It was just a casual sentence, but he remembered it in his heart.