Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

The tiny baby lay peacefully in the single bed in the mortuary, wrapped in the same blanket it had brought to the hospital.

He is still so young, just full moon, his body only occupies a small part of the bed, looking pitiful.

A few days ago, Xiaoyan specially celebrated him, hoping that he would grow up healthy and safe, and he became like this in the blink of an eye.

There is something magical about this world.

Such a thing is unacceptable to anyone.

Xiaoyan passed out at the door of the emergency room last night, and now it is the afternoon of the second day.

After leading the two to the place where the corpse was kept, the doctor left.

Worried that Xiaoyan would lose control again, Yin Jingnan kept her in his arms, but in fact, Xiaoyan had been very calm since he woke up.

Xiaoyan broke free from Yin Jingnan's embrace slightly, and walked towards the little person on the bed.

He reached out and touched the baby's blue face with his fingertips, the cold temperature made his eyes turn red.

Xiaoyan seemed to know everything, but also seemed to know nothing, turned his head to look at Yin Jingnan, and gestured.

"what……"

baby fell asleep.

It might be cold here, I want to take him home, okay?

Yin Jingnan's eyes were bloodshot, "Xiaoyan, Yangyang is dead."

Later, the two discussed and named the baby Yin Anyang.

He explained to Xiaoyan that the word 'Yang' has nothing to do with Cheng Wen, just because he thinks it has a good meaning, and the word 'An' means peace.

Peace, An Ran.

Xiaoyan naturally likes it.

He was willing to believe Yin Jingnan's words.

But such a beautiful name, in the face of the cruel reality, is of no use except to make people feel more painful.

It's all deceptive.

all fake.

The baby left them.

Xiaoyan doesn't accept it.

This is his hope, his only relative in this world, his spiritual sustenance, and his reliance.

Now he has nothing.

If Yin Jingnan hadn't picked Xiaoyan back, maybe he would be happier now. Xiaoyan never thought that there are more painful things in this world than starving and freezing.

The boy's eyes were red with despair, and he shook his head and gestured.

"what……"

No.

He just fell asleep.

Yin Jingnan didn't close his eyes last night, he was haunted by deep guilt, he didn't know what to say to make Xiaoyan feel better, the most important thing at the moment is to let the other party accept the reality.

"Xiaoyan, you can feel it."

"The baby has no temperature."

"he died."

These words pierced Xiaoyan's heart like a knife, he trembled with pain, struggled and shook his head, refusing to admit it.

"what……"

Xiaoyan bent down and picked up the child from the bed, tears dripped on the baby's blue face, and he wiped it away in a panic, he lowered his head and pressed his face against the child's face, and hugged his hands even tighter, hoping that Yang Yang would It can be warmer.

But no matter how hard he tried, the child was still cold.

He is so incompetent.

Yin Jingnan watched Xiaoyan's actions silently, without making a sound.

Maybe it was his way of saying goodbye to the child.

Yin Jingnan didn't understand that it was a deep breakdown from the depths of his soul after he lost his baby and became a new mother and father at the same time.

It's hard to get out.

With tears streaming down his face, Xiaoyan looked up at Yin Jingnan, and gestured with difficulty.

"what……"

The baby is sick, can you save him?

Yin Jingnan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Xiaoyan, I can't help it."

Xiaoyan didn't believe it. In his eyes, Yin Jingnan was so tall and omnipotent. He could take him away from the wind and rain, so why couldn't he save their child.

"what……"

I beg you.

As long as you let the baby wake up, I will be obedient in the future, and I can never see you or bother you.

Moisture welled up in Yin Jingnan's eyes, and his nose was sore, "Xiaoyan."

"It's getting late, we should go back."

"Yangyang just went to another world, there are many children like him, they will play together, Yangyang will not be alone.

Xiaoyan broke down and cried, tears falling like raindrops.

Yin Jingnan stepped forward to embrace his thin body, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Okay, we're going home."

Xiaoyan cried for a long time in Yin Jingnan's arms, the sky outside gradually darkened, Yin Jingnan let him vent, when Xiaoyan was tired from crying, Yin Jingnan tried to take the child from his arms.

"Come on, give me the baby."

At this time, Xiaoyan was more vigilant than ever, he didn't let go, and gestured.

"what……"

I still want to be with the baby.

I want to take him back, okay.

Yin Jingnan shook his head.

"No, the heating temperature in the room is so high now, the baby's body will deteriorate in a short time."

"You also hope that he can be buried as soon as possible, don't you?"

Xiaoyan was still crying, but when Yin Jingnan reached out to hug the child again, he didn't resist.

Xiaoyan fell ill when he went back that night, and he barely recovered after sleeping in bed for three days, but after waking up, his spirit was obviously not as good as before, and he locked himself in the room all day, not going anywhere.

With Xiaoyan's current state, it is of course impossible for Yin Jingnan to let him go out to live alone, so he hired a nanny to take care of him and take care of his daily life.

The child was buried in a cemetery in the capital. Yin Jingnan specially showed it to Mr. Feng Shui, saying that the person buried there will be safe and prosperous in the next life, so that he will not be forced to leave this world just after he came to this world.

Yin Jingnan turned down all the entertainment, and went home on time every day after get off work, as in the past when Xiaoyan heard noises at home, he came out to greet him, but now such a silent Xiaoyan really made him unaccustomed.

The person preparing dinner in the kitchen became Yin Jingnan's nanny. When she heard the door opening, she put down the spatula and came out to greet Yin Jingnan.

"Sir is back."

Yin Jingnan nodded and asked lightly.

"How is Xiaoyan today?"

The nanny sighed, looking worried.

"It's still the same, with a small appetite. This morning when my husband was here, I coaxed him to drink some porridge, but he didn't want to eat it for lunch, and he didn't respond to talking to him."

"En." Yin Jingnan responded, took off his coat and hung it in the entrance, and put on house slippers.

Now Xiaoyan only cares about him.

No one else paid much attention to it.

It's been like this since the day he woke up from a serious illness.

"Sir, dinner will be ready in 10 minutes." The nanny noticed that he was in a bad mood and reminded him in a low voice.

"En." Yin Jingnan replied, turned around and walked upstairs.

The bedroom door was unlocked, and the doorknob could be easily turned. The lights in the room were on, but there was no one on the bed, and it was quiet everywhere.

Yin Jingnan tentatively called out.

"Little words?"

No one responded.

Unlike the master bedroom, this room was originally a guest room without a cloakroom. Except for the living room that can be seen at a glance, the rest of the room is the bathroom.

Yin Jingnan walked over and froze after seeing the situation in the bathroom clearly.

The boy was wearing a set of white pajamas with a bear pattern, squatting quietly in the corner by the bathtub, holding a fruit knife in his hand, cutting his hand.

He had already cut several bloody wounds on Bai Xi's wrists. He seemed to know no pain, and he didn't show any pain on his face. He just looked up at Yin Jingnan in a daze.

"what are you doing?"

The chill ran from the soles of Yin Jingnan's feet to his back. When he asked this sentence, his voice was trembling, and his whole body felt cold from the inside out.

In addition to being dazed, Xiaoyan's eyes also showed a little helplessness, he opened his mouth, but said nothing.

He didn't want to do anything, but his heart hurt too much, so he could feel better.

When he realized it, Yin Jingnan had snatched the knife from his hand. He pulled Xiaoyan up from the ground with all his might, and roared hysterically.

"You don't want to die?!"

Xiaoyan stared at him blankly, her eyes gradually turned red.

Yin Jingnan's heart ached without warning, as if being pricked by a needle, he instinctively stretched out his hand to pull the boy into his arms, and apologized in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't be angry with you."

Xiaoyan's body trembled slightly, choked up and cried softly, tears soaked Yin Jingnan's lapel.

In less than a week, the boy lost a lot of weight, and it was a bit painful to hold in his arms. Blood dripped from his wrist to the ground, like a blooming datura flower.

Yin Jingnan stroked his back gently with his palm, and said softly. "Let's go to the hospital."

Yin Jingnan let him go, pressed Xiaoyan's wound tightly with his hand, went outside to find a tie to wrap his wound up, then helped Xiaoyan put on a thick long down jacket, and picked him up.

After hurriedly saying hello to the nanny, Yin Jingnan took Xiaoyan to the hospital.

Fortunately, the wound did not cut into the artery, and it was discovered in time, so it was treated temporarily, and there was not much blood. The doctor sewed more than ten stitches on Xiaoyan's wound, and after dressing it up, he could go home.

Xiaoyan's mental state was very poor, and his face was frighteningly pale. Yin Jingnan repeatedly confirmed to the doctor that he didn't need to be hospitalized before taking him back. Not long after getting in the car, Xiaoyan leaned on the seat and fell asleep.

Yin Jingnan didn't intend to wake him up, Ren Xiaoyan slept all the way, and when he got home, he remembered that the nanny said that Xiaoyan hadn't eaten at noon today, so he had to wake him up, and helped him take off his seat belt, asking gently.

"Does the wound hurt?"

Xiaoyan shook his head, his expression was still somewhat confused when he first woke up.

When he doesn't think about those things, he won't be sad.

Yin Jingnan carried Xiaoyan into the room and put him on a chair by the dining table.

Asking the nanny to go down first, Yin Jingnan personally took a small bowl of rice and put it in front of Xiaoyan, and stuffed the chopsticks into Xiaoyan's uninjured right hand.

"I have to finish this bowl of rice tonight."

Yin Jingnan sat down beside Xiaoyan and helped him pick up vegetables.

Xiaoyan was always willing to listen to Yin Jingnan's words, but he couldn't eat half of the palm-sized bowl, and Yin Jingnan took a few mouthfuls of the food that Yin Jingnan gave him.

Yin Jingnan frowned, and said in a soft voice.

"Let's eat some more."

Xiaoyan picked up the chopsticks and reluctantly ate a few more mouthfuls.

After chewing the food in his mouth for a long time, Yin Jingnan frowned and pulled out the chopsticks from Xiaoyan's hand.

"Forget it, go up and rest."

Yin Jingnan got up, grabbed Xiaoyan's legs, picked him up, and carried him back to Xiaoyan's bedroom.

After taking a bath, the boy was put on the bed, and Yin Jingnan didn't respond when he wanted to leave, but just stared blankly at his back.

Completely unconscious behavior.

Walking halfway, Yin Jingnan turned back again with a dignified expression.

"Let's sleep together in the future."

He was really afraid that what happened tonight would happen again.

The author has something to say

In fact, I didn't intend to let the baby die, and then suddenly... I will use other methods to let the baby return to them!