The woman opposite the door

Yi Qingxuan was very happy when she walked in from the door, even with a smile on her brow.

"Su Meng, are you awake? Are you feeling better? The fever hasn't subsided completely. Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Su Meng shook his head: Except that his whole body was sore and weak, everything else was fine.

Yi Qingxuan walked over and took the warm towel off her forehead, and reached out to test the temperature again.

The distance between the two was a bit close, and Yi Qingxuan's breathing was very light, and it brushed Su Meng's slightly hot face a little bit, bringing a little bit of coolness, and the feeling was a bit strange.

"Take some medicine later, if it doesn't work, I'll go to the hospital in the afternoon."

"I'm fine." Su Meng said, his voice was hoarse as expected: "Just take a rest and don't need to go to the hospital."

The place in the hospital... She really can't say how much she likes it.

The patient was the oldest, and Yi Qingxuan nodded agreeably: "Okay, you have the final say."

After speaking, he smiled, turned around and went out the door with the towel in hand.After a while, he came in again with a clean white porcelain bowl in his hand, and the little meat ball bounced and followed behind with a small bowl in his hand.

"I made porridge. You haven't eaten anything since last night. Let's eat a little bit to pad your stomach."

Yi Qingxuan put the bowl on the bedside table, gently supported Su Meng's waist to help her sit up.

Su Meng thanked him with a weak voice.Afterwards, reach for the porridge bowl.

"You are weak, let me do it."

Yi Qingxuan sat on the edge of the bed with a bowl in her hand, scooped up a spoonful and blew gently, then handed it to Su Meng's mouth: "It's hot, drink it slowly."

Su Meng was stunned, his hands were still moving to hold the bowl, but he subconsciously opened his mouth and swallowed the porridge.

When was the last time someone treated you so tenderly and considerately?Su Meng couldn't remember.

Next to the ear, Yi Qingxuan's gentle questioning voice came again: "How is it, is it hot?"

Su Meng shook his head, maybe people who are sick are especially vulnerable, for some reason, the corners of their eyes are red with disappointment.

Fortunately, Yi Qingxuan didn't see it. She was lowering her head and carefully blowing the porridge in the bowl.Behind him, Little Routuan stepped forward cheerfully, and pointed the small bowl in his hand towards Su Meng's eyes: "Sister Su Meng, mom also made some delicious food, do you want it?"

Su Meng looked and saw that in the bowl held by Bai Nen's small hands, there were several kinds of vegetables that had been cut into small pieces, red carrots, green cucumbers, and the round ones were peanuts.

"I made some cold dishes casually. I brought them from my house. I eat them with porridge. It might taste better."

With surprise and appreciation in Su Meng's eyes, Yi Qingxuan slightly lowered her head with blushing cheeks.

There is a kind of ambiguous breath in the air, not very strong, but it can instantly intoxicate people's hearts.

Time seemed to have stopped. For about half a minute, no one spoke or moved.

The little girl who was not much higher than the bed was puzzled. She glanced at this, then at that, and finally fixed her gaze on Su Meng's face and asked, "Sister Su Meng, do you want to eat?"

The raised arms were a little sore, and the little girl had no choice but to lower the height.Seeing this, Su Meng felt apologetic, and hurriedly reached out to take it: "I'll take it."

"It's okay, mom said, Sister Su Meng is a patient and can't do anything."

Little Routuan grinned sweetly: "But the food my mother cooks is delicious and can cure diseases. You'll be fine after you eat it."

Su Meng was puzzled, but it was Yi Qingxuan who smiled a little embarrassedly, and leaned over to explain in a low voice in Su Meng's ear: "Every time she gets sick, I put the medicine in the porridge to coax her to eat it."

So that's how it is...Su Meng understood, and felt more and more in his heart that Yi Qingxuan, a mother, couldn't be more competent in what she did.For her daughter, she spent much more thought than ordinary people saw.

The originally slightly cool breath became warm when it came again, and Su Meng's cheeks felt slightly hot, and he felt that his fever seemed to be getting worse.

Next, Su Meng enjoyed the most "honorable" treatment in her life.

Yi Qingxuan's mother and daughter sat on the edge of the bed, one fed the porridge and the other the vegetables, and said a few words from time to time to make Su Meng happy.

After eating the porridge and drinking the medicine, Su Meng suddenly felt much lighter, not only physically, but also mentally.

After the task was completed, Xiaoroutuan happily ran to the living room to watch TV.She had spent several weekends at Su Meng's house, and she was as familiar with this house as her mother.

Yi Qingxuan sat at the head of the bed and helped Su Meng tuck the quilt: "You should sleep a little longer, the more you rest, the better you will be."

Yi Qingxuan hesitated to speak when looking at Su Meng, as if she had something to say but didn't know how to say it.Su Meng thought carefully, since Yi Qingxuan is here, she must be the one who took care of him last night.I drank so much wine, I seemed to be in a daze, and said a lot of drunken things...

"You were here the whole time last night?" Su Meng asked.

After eating porridge, my throat became lubricated a lot, and my speaking voice was finally not as unpleasant as it was at the beginning.

Although Yi Qingxuan didn't understand why she suddenly said this, she nodded as she said.

Su Meng asked again: "What about the little meatball? You left her to sleep at home?"

"No, no." Yi Qingxuan waved her hands again and again: "How can I rest assured that she is at home by herself. After helping you to bed, I went home again and brought her over to sleep on the sofa."

Su Meng's situation is worrying, and he is really worried that no one will take care of him, but his daughter is even more concerned that there should be no mistakes.After much deliberation, Yi Qingxuan found that this method was the most suitable.

Su Meng felt sorry: "Is it uncomfortable to sleep on the sofa? Little Routuan must have not slept well."

"It's okay," Yi Qingxuan smiled, and joked to comfort Su Meng: "Your sofa is big, and it's probably more comfortable than the crib I bought for her."

Knowing that she was trying to comfort her, Su Meng didn't refute. When she looked up, she noticed Yi Qingxuan's haggard face, her eyes were bloodshot, as if she hadn't slept all night.

That's right, Xiao Routuan just made do on the sofa all night, where did Yi Qingxuan sleep?Or maybe she stayed up all night because she was worried that she would not dare to sleep.

The apology in my heart is heavier, and it is also mixed with indescribable gratitude and touch.

"You haven't slept all night, have you? I'm fine, you go to rest first."

Yi Qingxuan shook her head, disapprovingly: "I didn't sleep when I was working part-time and working the night shift. It's nothing. Besides, I squinted at your bedside for a while last night."

Su Meng has never been good at being polite to others. In addition, Yi Qingxuan's persistence was so obvious on her face that it was difficult for her to say anything.Thinking about it, he still opened his mouth to talk about the topic he was going to talk about.

"I got drunk yesterday and talked a lot of nonsense, didn't I?"

There is nonsense, of course, the truth is indispensable, Yi Qingxuan nodded, and the doubts that had been suppressed slowly came to her heart again.

"Do you have something to ask?" Su Meng asked.

Yi Qingxuan really wanted to ask, but considering Su Meng's privacy was involved, she didn't know whether she should ask.

She was still hesitating, but Su Meng spoke first.

"What did I say last night? Did... mention my daughter?"

When this topic was finally brought up, Yi Qingxuan was taken aback for a moment before asking: "Is the matter about your daughter true?"

"what you mean?"

Su Meng smiled, with unconcealable bitterness at the corner of his mouth: "Is it because I have a daughter? Or is she lost?"

Yi Qingxuan didn't speak, but Su Meng said, "Both of them."

"I do have a daughter, and... she's really lost too..."

Apart from Shen Tingwen, this was the first time Su Meng had brought this matter up to others.

It's not that I don't want to say it, but I don't know who to tell it to.

friend?They are all casual acquaintances, and Su Meng seldom communicates with others, let alone to the point where he wants to tell such a private matter.

colleague?It's not even a friendship, and it's just a nod to say hello when they meet.

But what about Yi Qingxuan?She was obviously just an ordinary neighbor, but how could she be able to open up her heart?

Su Meng couldn't figure it out, and didn't bother to think about it.

Yi Qingxuan still couldn't hide the shocked look on her face. Although she made a good guess last night, hearing it with her own ears was another matter.

"Surprise?"

Su Meng's faint smile felt heavy and bitter in human eyes.

"Do you want to know why? I..."

"No." Yi Qingxuan interrupted her anxiously: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it, and I... I'm not that curious, really."

Curiosity comes first, and it's not difficult to see from his expression that the past incident should have dealt a great blow and injury to Su Meng, otherwise he wouldn't have let such a strong-looking person hold the wine bottle and cry for most of the night.

It only adds to the sad past... Let it be mentioned as little as possible.Yi Qingxuan felt that the focus that should be paid more attention to now was not there.

"You have been looking for her all these years?"

Su Meng nodded, and Yi Qingxuan asked again: "Nothing?"

She stared at Su Meng's expression carefully, and asked cautiously.

Su Meng shook his head, his face became more sad, he lowered his head to soothe his emotions, then raised his eyes and forced a smile.

"How can it be that simple, this world...is so big..."

"Then last night?"

Su Meng regained his composure, thinking that apart from anger, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of disappointment welling up in his heart.It doesn't matter if you are cheated, really, you can cheat her as many times as you like, and you can lie to her about anything.

Even if there is a little bit of real information to provide?Su Meng also felt it was worth it.

Unfortunately not.

"There is a message on the Internet, someone said they know about my daughter..."

Su Meng spoke eloquently, although after the emotions settled down, he tried his best to stay out of the matter and try to speak calmly as if he was just telling a story, but he couldn't be calm and calm.

"He took the money. I waited for a week but no one showed up. When I called again...the number was empty..." Su Meng took a deep breath, his tone trembling slightly: "Then, call To Uncle Shen, let him investigate to find out that he is a liar..."

After finally finishing speaking, Su Meng covered his face with his hands and lowered his head slightly, his shoulders trembled, as if he was trying hard to feel the sadness surging from the pressure.

Yi Qingxuan's heart was astringent, and she couldn't hold back the stabbing pain.

She is also a mother, so she can naturally understand Su Meng's mood.

If the little meat ball is lost... Yi Qingxuan didn't even dare to think about it.

Su Meng can still persevere in searching for these many years. If it was him, he might have gone crazy, or even died of depression.

Yi Qingxuan only remembers one time when she went to the kindergarten to pick up the little meat balls, she was late, and no one could be seen in the classroom, and the teacher's phone couldn't be reached.Yi Qingxuan was so anxious that she walked around the classroom and the playground with a buzzing sound in her head, and almost ran to the police station on the spot to call the police.

Of course, it turned out to be a false alarm in the end.

The teacher originally just took the little meat ball across the road to buy an ice cream, but when he came back, he met a stray kitten and played with it for a while, which wasted some time.

Even so, Yi Qingxuan was terribly frightened, her body was still shaking when she was hugging the little girl, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

How can someone who has not experienced the pain of losing a child understand the heart-wrenching pain?