grab that pudding

Life seems to be the same as before, picking up the children from work to eat, sleep and take care of the elderly.

But it’s really different. When I’m free, I can’t help but think about people more than 1 kilometers away. When I’m tired, I pull out my phone to read the information, and I can even watch some videos.Little Pudding would say "When will Uncle come back~" sooner or later at home.

Isn't it just looking forward to the delicious meal that washes the dust in my ears every day?In order to strengthen his status, Song Huan specially made fruit Napoleon and small wontons during the National Day holiday, and then stopped talking for a day.Song Huan was complacent.

As a result, in the video the next day, Chang Cheng, who heard about Fruit Napoleon, promised to bring delicious and fun food to Little Pudding.

Little Pudding rebelled and changed on the spot, acting like a baby and rolling around.

In the next few days, I started to check in again: "When will uncle come back~"

One day, Little Pudding went to get papa, and taking advantage of his son's absence, Song Huan questioned Chang Cheng: "Did you do it on purpose? The little brat talks next to me every day, and his ears are callused."

Chang Cheng smiled calmly: "Of course, it reminds you of me every day."

Song Huan: "... add your class! If you have time to play tricks on my son, you might as well sleep a little longer, your face is really going from bad to worse."

"Don't worry, you can work overtime when you come back."

"What to add when you come back... Get out of here! Get out of bed! It's three in the morning and you're still awake!"

"Huanhuan, did you forget me, can it be later?" Chang Cheng who was opposite had a smirk on his face.

Song Huan quit the video directly.

I can't talk today.

Song Huan checked the time, carried a small pudding with her bag, and rubbed against her colleague's car to set off for a short-term self-driving tour.

After two days of playing in the farmhouse in Dashan, the children have already played together. On the way back, sister Qiuqiu, who is one year younger than Pudding, hugged Pudding and refused to let go. Together with my brother~ I want to be with my brother~".Little Pudding hugged Qiuqiu and looked at Song Huan eagerly.

Two white, tender, soft and watery cuties are looking at you expectantly, what can you do? !

In the end, the only child seat in the back row of the car was given to the younger Qiuqiu, and Little Pudding sat beside her, obsessed with the cute girl...

"Father~ help me open this~I'll give it to sister Qiuqiu~"

"She can't eat chocolate yet..."

"Father~ Sister Qiuqiu is so cute when she's asleep~... she's also cute when she's awake~"

"Yes. But can you stop stealing kisses in front of other mothers?..."

"Dad~ why don't you go over there~"

"Hey……"

"Father~ I don't want to sit on your lap, I'm next to sister Qiuqiu~"

"……Row……"

"Dad~..."

"what happened again?"

Song Huan was exhausted physically and mentally, and she became addicted to begging the little girl, right?Your father and I are in the position of you, a flirt who deserves to shrink by the window and tear the wrapping paper for you to get a drink? !What the hell kind of habit did you inherit from your father! !

"Wechat is ringing~Uncle's~"

"What did he say?"

Little Pudding tried his best to look at the words on it, and with his only reserve, he stumbled and said: "Baby, the day after tomorrow, come back, I miss you."

Qiuqiu's mother was full of shock.Kobayashi, who was driving in the front row, also looked in the rearview mirror in surprise.

It's like a scene where you were caught cheating and raped

Song Huan: ... Do I, want to explain something... But, this, what do I want to say...

Song Huan awkwardly took the phone from the naive and ignorant little pudding.

[Baby, there is still something to do here, and I may not be back until the day after tomorrow.I miss you. 】

【Um. 】

As a result, not long after sending it out, the phone rang.

Song Huan didn't even have time to think, and quickly swiped to hang up.

Chang Cheng on the other end of the phone: Why did it cut off after half a ring?Is the signal unstable?Huanhuan should be on the way back by now, right?

Then the phone rang again...

"Father~ Is it Uncle's phone?" Little Pudding moved his head closer, trying to get into Song Huan's arms and listen to the phone together.

"No." Song Huan quickly replied and exited the interface.

"Oh~" Little Pudding sighed regretfully, and asked, "Is uncle coming back?"

"No."

Little Pudding didn't feel the sadness in Song Huan's concise words, and continued to mutter: "When will uncle come back~ I want to eat spicy crab~ Sister Qiuqiu, do you want to come to my house to eat spicy crab? My father cooks delicious food Yes~ Dad said that uncle will make it for us when he comes back~ Uncle is great, you will like uncle too."

Qiuqiu nodded softly and agreed: "Listen to brother~"

Little Pudding proudly gave Qiuqiu popular science: "Sister Qiuqiu, let me tell you, uncle is amazing~..."

Son, please stop saying a few words!Even if your father jumps into the Yellow River, he won't be able to clean himself up!

Song Huan quickly opened a pack of jerky in an attempt to gag his mouth.

But the stubborn little pudding continued to say while biting the jerky: "He can put together puzzles, and we also do manual homework together..."

Song Huan patted his son's forehead and said, "It's delicious when you eat it."

After finishing speaking, I felt two heavy gazes on my body.Bow down and reply.Bow your head down.

Just kidding, isn't it looking up something for yourself at this time? ?

[Huanhuan are you in the car?Is the signal unstable?I can't get through to you]

【what? 】

【Want to hear your voice】

【Not convenient now. 】

【miss you】

[Then try hard. 】

[Come back to send me a message tonight.Is the road still stuck? 】

[It's not very congested, but it's raining, and the car didn't drive very fast]

……

【Baby, I miss you.Send me a voice message when it is convenient, I want to hear your voice]

【Let's do it tonight】

【Ok, I will wait for you】

【What are you waiting for? What time are you still awake? 】

【Um】

[Hmmm! 】

【Go to sleep now, can I hear your voice when I wake up】

[You can also listen in your dreams.Go and rest.I miss you too. 】

Chang Cheng smiled at the phone for a long time, as if he could see the person who was thinking about it day and night through the phone.Finally, he replied a voice, turned off the two computers, pushed away the chair and walked to the bedroom.

Song Huan secretly glanced at the other people in the car, carefully plugged in the earphones, and heard the magnetic voice in the voice, which was a little tired, but more affectionate and gentle: "Baby, good night, wait for me to come back."

Song Huan listened to the voice over and over for just a few seconds.

Cursing while listening, bastard, then come back soon.

Qiuqiu's mother looked at Song Huan's tender and smiling eyes, and frowned worriedly.

Not long after falling asleep, Chang Cheng was awakened by the ringing of the bell.

Looking at the window, there are only sporadic street lights that are dimly lit outside the window.

"Hello?" Who's calling at this hour?

"Hello, is this Mr. Changcheng?" Putonghua, girl.

"Yes, who are you?"

"Excuse me, do you know Mr. Song Huan?"

Hearing Song Huan's name, Chang Cheng instantly woke up: "I know you, what's wrong?"

"Our side is the Affiliated Hospital of X City. Mr. Song Huan and his friend had a car accident on the highway..."

"Now he is undergoing surgery, and the situation is not very optimistic. Our hospital found through the police information that he has no immediate family members. The last contact number on the mobile phone is your side. Is it convenient for you to come here now?"

"...Hello? Sir?...Hello?..."

Ever since the first sentence was finished, there was a "boom" in Chang Cheng's mind. He could understand every word, but what was she talking about?

"What did you say?"

The other end of the phone probably has some experience, so he quickly and concisely narrated it.

"Song Huan was in a car accident and is currently undergoing surgery. What about the other child who was traveling with him? A boy, about four years old..."

"The child's injury is not as serious as that of an adult, and his life is out of danger now. Is it convenient for you to go to the hospital?"

The assistant looked anxiously at the general manager in the back seat of the meeting. He was woken up by the general manager's call before dawn, booked the earliest and fastest flight, and then quickly assembled the participants and senior management of this plan.After the meeting room door opened, the general manager walked out with a terrifying aura. If he had to describe it, it would be Hades.

"Speed ​​up!" There was depression in the cold and sharp order, "Go faster! It's too slow!"

"Yes." The assistant drove the speed to the maximum speed limit.

A few minutes later.The assistant shuddered when he heard the emotionless voice.

"Didn't you hear?! Stop! Now. Now!"

The assistant had no choice but to slow down and pull over, the car hadn't stopped yet, Chang Cheng had already opened the door and slammed it hard, the assistant was startled by the loud closing sound, and when he came back to his senses, the driver's door had been violently pulled open .

"Go to the side!" Hearing this voice, the assistant climbed up to the co-pilot faster than he could think, and the car was launched like a rocket before the seat belt was fastened.

It is obviously speeding, and it is obviously a desperate way to drive.

But seeing the other person's dark face, the assistant didn't dare to say a word.

"How's the situation?" Chang Cheng didn't even address him after calling.

Wang Yuheng said truthfully: "It's not very good. During the operation, the doctor in charge explained that there will be another operation. But the risk is high. Because the brain is traumatized, the situation after the operation cannot be guaranteed."

"What about the child?"

"When the car rolled over, Song Huan protected the child and suffered most of the injuries, so he was the most injured. The child is relatively safe, with only some trauma. The doctor said that he will wake up soon after the anesthesia."

"The contacted medical team should be here soon..." After saying this, Chang Cheng didn't know what to say.

What to do next?I'm not by his side, what can I do?Why am I not by his side?Why can't I rush to him immediately when he is hurt? ...

He won't be in danger, he'll be fine, he'll be fine, he'll be fine, the doctor will save him, he'll be fine!

Song Huan, you still have your son, and me, you can't leave, you can't leave us...

The hand holding the mobile phone began to shake, and the whole body seemed to be trembling uncontrollably, the heart seemed to be beating in the brain, and every time he twitched, his eyes darkened.All the surrounding sounds disappeared, and there was only one person left, standing in a dark and boundless place, only the sound of a rapid and violent heartbeat, and another weak heartbeat...

Chang Cheng felt as if he was standing in this darkness. In the distance was Song Huan lying on the white hospital bed with his eyes closed. If you can't run to his side, you can't even touch his face...

He roared like crazy, shouting his name, louder and hoarse each time, shouting again and again, shouting again and again, even the echo was shaking his eardrums.But the person on the bed didn't seem to be able to hear anything. Lying on the bed, a thin and pale hand was hanging limply beside the bed. Blood so red as to dazzle the eyes dripped drop after drop along the blood stain on the hand, while the person on the bed didn't move at all. lifeless...

It turns out that this is what the Tianchao is like.

It turned out that there was nothing that could be done.

Song Huan, wait for me.

Just wait one more time.One last time.

Please, just wait for me to come back.

Please, please, live on...

The author has something to say:

I don't know which will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

Cherish the people in front of you, cherish the time in front of you, and don't regret it.