Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

When she got home, Yan's mother sat on the sofa, still thinking about the conversation between the two of them that night all the way back.

My daughter's cute smile kept lingering in my mind, and I don't know how much courage it took to bring it up.

I probably had to go through a lot of mental training in the hospital to be able to be so calm, as if I was talking about an insignificant thing.

But when she was asked to think about it, she could only remember that Yan He went to the hospital several times.

As for the reason, I can no longer remember it.

When Mother Lin cleaned up the kitchen and came out, she saw her sitting there in a daze.

"Madam, what are you thinking about?"

"Mother Lin."

"What's wrong? Tell me."

"When Yan He was in junior high school, he complained that his throat hurt for a few days and he couldn't eat. What caused it? Do you still remember?"

"..."

Mother Lin was immediately stopped by this question, her brows furrowed, her eyes rolled, and she began to think about it.

Ten years have passed, and she really doesn't have much of an impression.

He spoke with some uncertainty: "It's been too long, and I don't remember much. Maybe it's a fish bone?"

"Why fish bone?"

"Didn't you say that the doctor removed it? I thought it would be fine if I removed it. It was just a fish bone."

The little girl loved eating fish when she was a child.

She is not afraid of fishy fish either, and she likes to eat any fish as long as it is fresh.

I love the steamed version.

Therefore, the possibility of fish bones is relatively high.

"What happened all of a sudden?"

Yan's mother shook her head and said nothing more.

The guilt I feel towards my daughter is even deeper. Even the live-in aunt invited by the family remembers the incident.

As a mother, she forgot all about it and always asked her to eat more.

"At that time, the driver took the lady there. I really can't remember the details."

After Mother Lin finished speaking, she went to do her own business.

I don’t know how long I sat there.

The sound of a car engine was heard outside.

Yan's mother turned around and looked at her child's father, who was already changing shoes at the entrance.

I don’t know what the psychology is.

"Do you still remember that Yan He was stuck with a fish bone when he was a child?"

"What fish bone? When?"

"You don't know either."

Dad Yan didn't understand what she was talking about, so he changed his shoes and put his briefcase on the sofa.

People also sat down.

Seeing her solemn expression, he became even more confused: "You went to see the baby today. How is her condition?"

"pretty good."

"It's fine. Why are you looking so grim?"

"She said she didn't like fish."

"Hasn't she liked eating fish since she was a child?"

Yan's mother got up from the sofa: "She doesn't like eating fish a long time ago, but we think she should like it."

Looking back now, this is what she said the most at the dinner table in so many years.

Fish meat is nutritious.

People who like to eat fish are smart.

Eat more fish for good health and improve immunity.

......

Etc., etc.

If the daughter shows that she likes it, she doesn't actually need to say a word.

But after she said so much, she didn't notice anything.

The good boy felt so uncomfortable in his heart.

Dad Yan sat on the sofa and waited for everyone to leave at the top of the stairs, but he didn't react yet.

Inexplicably, what happened suddenly?

When Yan He came back from the reception room, one of the things in his heart was probably resolved.

Rarely relaxed.

Even when the nurse brought medicine, she was in a pretty good mood when taking it.

Sitting on the edge of the bed for a while.

Get up again.

He took down the candy jar that Zhou Zhiyun had brought over a few days ago from the cabinet.

They are still sealed one by one.

It was packaged so well that it looked like decoration, and it looked particularly out of place in the closed ward.

But it added a bit more vitality.

She suddenly felt reluctant to eat it and put the candy back.

He turned around and left the ward, heading towards the nurse's desk.

"Hello."

"what's wrong?"

"I want to grab my phone."

Because Yan He usually performs very well, his condition is gradually improving.

He is the best patient to communicate with in these wards.

And he came in at his own request.

Based on her condition, the medical staff will place a lot less restrictions on her.

I heard her ask for a cell phone.

The nurse immediately got up and brought it to her from the cabinet at the back.

"Thank you."

Yan He was about to turn around, but when he saw that she was hesitant to speak, he immediately assured her with understanding: "I'll just sit on the chair here and won't go anywhere."

"Okay, the situation is special, I hope you can understand."

"I know."

She came in at her own request, so she didn't understand why.

And it seems to be much less restrictive than in the ordinary ward before.

Thinking about it, she had already sat down on the bench.

Clicked on WeChat and re-clicked on the chat box that she ignored.

Since changing the ward, new news has come in almost every day.

He didn't ask her what she thought or her situation.

It’s just a daily routine that will allow her to play more interesting things and see more interesting things.

There is also the same chicken soup for the soul every day.

It’s really a daily sentence that is unshakable.

I don’t know where he got it from, and it doesn’t look like his style.

On the contrary, it is a bit like a sales leader.

Especially when paired with the little sun on the back of Chicken Soup for the Soul, it looks even better.

Yan He didn't look carefully before.

Now I turned over them one by one and realized that they can be so funny.

It's impossible to imagine what kind of expression he was searching for, copying and sending with a face like that.

The last paragraph is: The tenderness that the world has not given you is still on the way, don’t be anxious, take your time.

Yan He curled his lips and just clicked on text input before he could type.

Zhou Zhiheng: [Today’s life check-in. ]

It was followed immediately by a photo, a very simple and ordinary picture of sunset.

A camphor tree on the roadside was caught in the mirror, and its top divided the sunset into two parts.

The lower part is golden yellow and the upper part is pinkish purple.

The bright yellow street lights are submerged in it, and you can't find it unless you look carefully.

Peaceful and beautiful.

Yan He subconsciously wanted to shake his legs, but his feet made a "squeaking" sound when he stepped on the ground.

She stopped moving again.

After hesitating for a few minutes and trying very hard, I finally only got a good-looking one.

The other side seemed to have been waiting.

Messages were responded to quickly.

I just asked her if she had dinner and if she felt better.

After she answered, she suddenly disappeared. Yan He waited, but no more news came in.

When she got up.

The phone rang.

Zhou Zhiheng: [Is it convenient to make a phone call? ]

"..."

So was this the issue he had been thinking about for so long?

Yan He sat back again.

I didn't reply to him and just clicked on the voice call.

The other party answered the call very quickly, and the voice was connected almost as soon as the ringing started.

"Yan Yan?"

"Ah."