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Chapter 799 Mia's Story
Forever.
Zhuo Zhaoran couldn't help thinking of a long time ago, when he first met Qiao Wei, she was so beautiful and smart, just like Chang'an now, no, perhaps even smarter than Chang'an.
About fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a white dress, graceful and slim, with long hair reaching her waist.
It is so clear and pure, like an untainted lotus.
At the banquet held by the Shen family, she quietly stood beside Qiao Yuheng.
The adults were drinking and drinking, the children were laughing and playing, only she was sitting there quietly, reading a book, her calm appearance seemed to be isolated from the world, when she approached a few minutes, she could hear her whispering in a standard London accent. , reading the words on the book without haste.
When she was young, she was as beautiful as a girl walking out of a picture scroll.
Scenes just kept replaying in my mind, constantly.
Until the nurse pushed the gurney covered with white cloth farther and farther, and finally left his sight.
Zhuo Zhaoran sat down on the chair slumped, buried his face in his palms, weeping uncontrollably.
After Bai Ye returned to the ward, Miya replaced all the portable instruments, connected them to conventional instruments, looked at the various data on the instruments, and confirmed that there was no problem.
He sat down on the chair next to the bed.
Bai Ye looked sideways, looking at this young woman with a mixed-race face.
"Mia, you... go first."
He wanted to be quiet. At this time, everyone would want to be quiet.
After hearing this, Miya pursed her lips lightly, then smiled slightly, and shook her head, "I won't go, let me chat with you."
Bai Ye frowned slightly, "I...don't want to chat right now."
Just want to be quiet.
But Mia is very clear that the more people want to be quiet, the more they need company, otherwise, the more quiet, the more sorrow will spread infinitely...
"That...isn't your mother?"
Regardless of his refusal, Mia has already started talking directly. Hearing Bai Ye call her Aunt Qiao earlier, it should not be his mother.
Bai Ye still frowned slightly, he really didn't want to chat at all, but he felt a little helpless for Miya's appearance of talking to himself without caring.
After hearing this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "My mother died a long time ago. But the one just now is no less important to me than my mother."
The mother is the person who brought me life, the person who helped me when I was in a difficult situation when I was young, and the person who raised me.
And his mother, who indeed brought him life, left this world in the most decisive way, and then almost pushed him into an unsolvable predicament.
And it was Qiao Wei who brought him out of this predicament.
Without Qiao Wei, he might still be the one in the orphanage, the Bai Junlin who ate big pots of food, and he would never, never be able to become the outstanding Zhuo Baiye...
"My mother died very early, too."
Miya just said this sentence lightly, without much sadness in her voice, just like Bai Ye, when talking about her mother who has passed away for a long time, her tone is indifferent, without any sadness.
Time has passed too long, no matter how sad it was at that time, in the end it became a fragment in the memory that can never be forgotten and erased.
Bai Ye looked sideways at this woman. She had a bad temper and was a little irritable, so she rarely saw such a calm and narrating expression on her face.
"My mother is Chinese, and my father loves her very much. When I was young, my father told me that in the far east, there is a very charming country with a long history and profound heritage. He especially likes that eastern country. He said that I My mother came from there, so since childhood, our family has been speaking Chinese, and I was very happy when I was young. My father tried to teach me Chinese with a very crappy accent, but my mother would always be scolded by my mother, saying that education should start from a baby."
Speaking of this, Miya smiled slightly, as if thinking of the happy past, the smile on her face was very soft.
Bai Ye didn't make a sound, and listened to her quietly. Suddenly, he didn't feel particularly disgusted that she insisted on staying and chatting. After all, it was better to have someone here to accompany her than to face the empty and desolate ward by himself. some.
Miya's voice is clear and bright, and it's very pleasant to hear. Even if the voice is not loud, it sounds very pleasing to the ear.
She smiled slightly, and raised her finger to point to her own face, "When I was young, racial discrimination was much more obvious than it is now. I have a mixed-race face, and anyone can tell that I have Dongyang Human blood, so when I was young, I was often bullied at school. I was always wronged, and my father was always very angry. He is 1.8 meters tall, just like a gibbon dancing around at home, Expressing his indignation and dissatisfaction, he told me that I have Chinese blood, which is not something to be ashamed of, nor is it something to be humbled or wronged."
"My parents love each other very much. In all my memories, in the scenes where they appear together, they are always holding hands, hugging, looking at each other tenderly, and even... I think my father loves my mother more than me. More."
It was originally a very beautiful story, but it makes people feel warm when it sounds. The love at that time did not have so many high-tech communication tools and tricks now. If you really love, it is very pure.
It's just that not a good story will have a good ending.
Many good stories always have a 'but' as a turning point.
Miya's story is no exception. The smile on her face has gradually faded, and she pursed her lips lightly, "However, when I was seven years old, my mother passed away. It was a car accident. The three of us originally planned to go on an outing. Yes. The sunshine in California is very good, so every time when my school is on vacation, my parents will take me to travel. I can’t remember the details of the car accident. I just remember that I seem to be in the child safety seat in the back seat There was my doll on the chair, and then there was a loud bang and everything was quiet."
"Oh, by the way, my mother is a doctor like me. I was also in the hospital later, and I heard from other medical staff that the scene of the car accident was very tragic. The entire front of the car was almost gone. When the rescuers arrived , my father has been moved out of the car and first aid measures have been taken, while my mother is lying next to him, because of the abdominal cavity bleeding caused by internal injuries, when the rescue team arrived, it was already too late."
Bai Ye frowned slightly, and he could clearly see that there was a layer of water in the deep and beautiful big eyes of this irascible mixed-race girl.
"Later I found out that it was my mother, who was suffering from internal injuries and abdominal bleeding, and in the final sober state, after confirming my safety, did first aid for my father, so that my father could last until the rescue team arrived. , and she herself... the medicine was useless. After that, our family changed, and there was no laughter anymore. My father was just alive, but all the time after he survived seemed to be paying homage to his mother. My heart has already followed."
Zhuo Zhaoran couldn't help thinking of a long time ago, when he first met Qiao Wei, she was so beautiful and smart, just like Chang'an now, no, perhaps even smarter than Chang'an.
About fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a white dress, graceful and slim, with long hair reaching her waist.
It is so clear and pure, like an untainted lotus.
At the banquet held by the Shen family, she quietly stood beside Qiao Yuheng.
The adults were drinking and drinking, the children were laughing and playing, only she was sitting there quietly, reading a book, her calm appearance seemed to be isolated from the world, when she approached a few minutes, she could hear her whispering in a standard London accent. , reading the words on the book without haste.
When she was young, she was as beautiful as a girl walking out of a picture scroll.
Scenes just kept replaying in my mind, constantly.
Until the nurse pushed the gurney covered with white cloth farther and farther, and finally left his sight.
Zhuo Zhaoran sat down on the chair slumped, buried his face in his palms, weeping uncontrollably.
After Bai Ye returned to the ward, Miya replaced all the portable instruments, connected them to conventional instruments, looked at the various data on the instruments, and confirmed that there was no problem.
He sat down on the chair next to the bed.
Bai Ye looked sideways, looking at this young woman with a mixed-race face.
"Mia, you... go first."
He wanted to be quiet. At this time, everyone would want to be quiet.
After hearing this, Miya pursed her lips lightly, then smiled slightly, and shook her head, "I won't go, let me chat with you."
Bai Ye frowned slightly, "I...don't want to chat right now."
Just want to be quiet.
But Mia is very clear that the more people want to be quiet, the more they need company, otherwise, the more quiet, the more sorrow will spread infinitely...
"That...isn't your mother?"
Regardless of his refusal, Mia has already started talking directly. Hearing Bai Ye call her Aunt Qiao earlier, it should not be his mother.
Bai Ye still frowned slightly, he really didn't want to chat at all, but he felt a little helpless for Miya's appearance of talking to himself without caring.
After hearing this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "My mother died a long time ago. But the one just now is no less important to me than my mother."
The mother is the person who brought me life, the person who helped me when I was in a difficult situation when I was young, and the person who raised me.
And his mother, who indeed brought him life, left this world in the most decisive way, and then almost pushed him into an unsolvable predicament.
And it was Qiao Wei who brought him out of this predicament.
Without Qiao Wei, he might still be the one in the orphanage, the Bai Junlin who ate big pots of food, and he would never, never be able to become the outstanding Zhuo Baiye...
"My mother died very early, too."
Miya just said this sentence lightly, without much sadness in her voice, just like Bai Ye, when talking about her mother who has passed away for a long time, her tone is indifferent, without any sadness.
Time has passed too long, no matter how sad it was at that time, in the end it became a fragment in the memory that can never be forgotten and erased.
Bai Ye looked sideways at this woman. She had a bad temper and was a little irritable, so she rarely saw such a calm and narrating expression on her face.
"My mother is Chinese, and my father loves her very much. When I was young, my father told me that in the far east, there is a very charming country with a long history and profound heritage. He especially likes that eastern country. He said that I My mother came from there, so since childhood, our family has been speaking Chinese, and I was very happy when I was young. My father tried to teach me Chinese with a very crappy accent, but my mother would always be scolded by my mother, saying that education should start from a baby."
Speaking of this, Miya smiled slightly, as if thinking of the happy past, the smile on her face was very soft.
Bai Ye didn't make a sound, and listened to her quietly. Suddenly, he didn't feel particularly disgusted that she insisted on staying and chatting. After all, it was better to have someone here to accompany her than to face the empty and desolate ward by himself. some.
Miya's voice is clear and bright, and it's very pleasant to hear. Even if the voice is not loud, it sounds very pleasing to the ear.
She smiled slightly, and raised her finger to point to her own face, "When I was young, racial discrimination was much more obvious than it is now. I have a mixed-race face, and anyone can tell that I have Dongyang Human blood, so when I was young, I was often bullied at school. I was always wronged, and my father was always very angry. He is 1.8 meters tall, just like a gibbon dancing around at home, Expressing his indignation and dissatisfaction, he told me that I have Chinese blood, which is not something to be ashamed of, nor is it something to be humbled or wronged."
"My parents love each other very much. In all my memories, in the scenes where they appear together, they are always holding hands, hugging, looking at each other tenderly, and even... I think my father loves my mother more than me. More."
It was originally a very beautiful story, but it makes people feel warm when it sounds. The love at that time did not have so many high-tech communication tools and tricks now. If you really love, it is very pure.
It's just that not a good story will have a good ending.
Many good stories always have a 'but' as a turning point.
Miya's story is no exception. The smile on her face has gradually faded, and she pursed her lips lightly, "However, when I was seven years old, my mother passed away. It was a car accident. The three of us originally planned to go on an outing. Yes. The sunshine in California is very good, so every time when my school is on vacation, my parents will take me to travel. I can’t remember the details of the car accident. I just remember that I seem to be in the child safety seat in the back seat There was my doll on the chair, and then there was a loud bang and everything was quiet."
"Oh, by the way, my mother is a doctor like me. I was also in the hospital later, and I heard from other medical staff that the scene of the car accident was very tragic. The entire front of the car was almost gone. When the rescuers arrived , my father has been moved out of the car and first aid measures have been taken, while my mother is lying next to him, because of the abdominal cavity bleeding caused by internal injuries, when the rescue team arrived, it was already too late."
Bai Ye frowned slightly, and he could clearly see that there was a layer of water in the deep and beautiful big eyes of this irascible mixed-race girl.
"Later I found out that it was my mother, who was suffering from internal injuries and abdominal bleeding, and in the final sober state, after confirming my safety, did first aid for my father, so that my father could last until the rescue team arrived. , and she herself... the medicine was useless. After that, our family changed, and there was no laughter anymore. My father was just alive, but all the time after he survived seemed to be paying homage to his mother. My heart has already followed."
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