After rebirth, the soft and small milk bag vest can no longer cover

Mu Jingxian looked at Qian Jiahong trying hard to control his emotions, took a deep breath, and there were some words he didn't say in the end.

After all, he is just a child. How strong can a child be?

And even he, who was panicked when he first learned that his sister was kidnapped, only saw his sister's gradually cooling body when he rushed over. During these days of accompanying her, he collapsed every time, no less than he did.

But he had been locking himself in this ward. The more he thought about certain things at night, the more he couldn't stop the bitterness in his heart and couldn't help crying.

He didn't show these vulnerabilities in front of others, so no one knew about it.

But now, this usually calm boy burst into tears in front of him.

Even though he was cold-blooded and heartless, he couldn't bear to say anything harsh in front of him at this moment.

After all, for him, the fact that Mu Jingyue might never wake up in this lifetime was undoubtedly the most unbearable thing for him.

For the first time, pity arose in his heart, and he hesitated whether to tell him the truth. However, every time he thought of the text message Lin Sisi sent him, he finally held the words back in his throat.

Finally, it came down to one sentence: "Calm down."

Qian Jiahong stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, but no matter how hard he tried, the tears fell again the next second and he couldn't stop them at all.

His eyes were extremely sore, just like his heart.

He wanted to say something, but in the end all that came out of his throat was his own sobs.

Seeing that he might not be able to calm down for a while, Mu Jingxian took out his cell phone and called Li Xiaoxiao, intending to ask her to come over and comfort him.

But after searching for a while, he couldn't find her number. Finally, he remembered that he had blacklisted her. After a few seconds of silence, Mu Jingxian silently pulled out his number and dialed it.

Teacher Li, who was staring at Wei Yu at the door, suddenly felt her cell phone vibrating in her pocket. She took it out and looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Mu Jingxian calling.

I was stunned at the time and looked at Wei Yu next to me. Although I was hesitant, I still picked up the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Mu, what's going on?"

Mu Jingxian on the other end of the phone said in a cold voice: "Come in."

Teacher Li was stunned and uttered an "ah" and asked cautiously, "Come in, what are you going to do in there?"

Wei Yu saw that she answered Mu Jingxian's call, and curiously came over and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Mu called? What did he say? Is there something urgent?"

Teacher Li frowned and glanced at him, indicating that he didn't really want to answer his question, so he just said "hmm" into the phone and hung up.

Seeing that Li Xiaoxiao ignored him, Wei Yu became even more curious, but before he could continue asking, he saw her open the door, walked in, and then closed the door.

Wei Yu stood there dryly and snorted. He crossed his arms and paced back and forth at the door for a few times before he suddenly realized that he had been standing at the door like a security guard, and he had not found any information and wasted time. Thinking of this, he curled his lips and strode towards the elevator, intending to go back to his office to rest for a while.

As for why Li Xiaoxiao wanted to go in, he could just ask later.

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The first thing Li Xiaoxiao saw after entering was Qian Jiahong's back, who was standing beside the bed with his back to her. In the already quiet ward, apart from the mixed sounds of ticking from various instruments, there was also an extremely faint sound of sobbing.

This couldn't have been emitted by Mu Jingyue who was lying in a coma on the bed, so it meant it was... Qian Jiahong?

Thinking of this, Teacher Li's eyes widened. She looked at Mu Jingxian in disbelief, then turned to look at Qian Jiahong's back. She probably knew something in her heart and was hesitating about what to say first when Mu Jingxian spoke.

"Cheer him up."

Teacher Li exclaimed in surprise.

I wondered why she had to be the one to coax me.

Qian Jiahong is not her child.

Mu Jingxian looked at her with displeasure on his face.

Teacher Li quickly put away his little thoughts and said "oh", then walked to Qian Jiahong's side. He glanced at him and found that his whole face was covered with tears, and his eyes were swollen like peaches. Teacher Li was frightened.

She glanced at Mu Jingyue lying on the hospital bed, half-knelt in front of Qian Jiahong, forcibly turned his body over, held his arms with both hands, and stared at him seriously.

She knew that the child had been wanting to visit Mu Jingyue for a long time, but now the child was lying on the hospital bed with no signs of waking up, as quiet as the Sleeping Beauty princess in the fairy tale.

Moreover, his body was filled with various instruments, which made people feel distressed just by looking at him from the outside.

She also understood that Qian Jiahong was crying out of heartache after seeing her like this, but she didn't expect that the child would cry so hard.

Tears kept falling down, but she bit her lips so that no sound came out. Teacher Li felt so distressed seeing her endurance.

"Qian Jiahong, try to control your emotions."

Having said that, Teacher Li took another deep breath and whispered, "You finally came to visit Mu Jingyue today. If Mu Jingyue suddenly wakes up, she definitely doesn't want to see you crying."

After she said this, she let go of Qian Jiahong's hand, quickly took out a mini tissue from her pocket, and took out one to wipe Qian Jiahong's tears.

After wiping them once, the tears started falling again as if they were free.

Teacher Li felt heartbroken when she saw his pitiful appearance. She took out another piece of paper to wipe his tears and then said, "Qian Jiahong, I know you are sad and can't control your emotions, but you have to know that now is not the time to cry. You still have a lot to do, so you must be strong now."

Qian Jiahong knew that Teacher Li was comforting him, but his chest was filled with sadness and negative emotions continued to overflow from his body.

He wanted to control it at first, but when he saw her lying unconscious on the hospital bed, the words that Mr. Mu had just said could not stop coming to his mind.

Sad emotions surged up again and again, and I couldn't stop them.

But now he heard Teacher Li say that he still had a lot to do and that he needed to be strong first, so how should he do it?

Even Mu Jingyue's brother Mu Jingxian, who he thought could do anything, couldn't do it. What else could he do?

Tears blurred her vision again, but were quickly wiped away by Teacher Li.

At this moment, she hugged Qian Jiahong in her arms and patted his back gently to comfort him.

"It's okay, don't be sad, Mu Jingyue will wake up sooner or later, you have to believe in yourself."