My father mother

He hugged it with both hands, he didn't want to hear any sound.How could he not know that there was a box on Ling Nianyou's desk, and in that box, there was an earring - the other one should have been taken away by Ling Nianyou.

One earring per person is just the last thought.

In the quiet room, Yu Ruhiko's heartbeat could be heard clearly.That strong and beating thing kept telling - he loves Ling Nianyou, he can't live without Ling Nianyou.

Ling Nianyou's photo is still hanging on the wall, An Ran is smiling gently, but in the room without that elegant figure, she no longer finds warmth and happiness.The only thing left in the room is that which has not been filled for a long time before——loneliness and loneliness.

The whimpering gradually echoed in the room, despair, and deeper -- hopelessness.

"...Okay, he really didn't come, you're welcome. Okay, goodbye."

Shen Manqing put down the phone and sighed.Looking back, she looked at the young man sitting in front of her desk, and couldn't help sighing again.

"What's wrong? Manqing. Not feeling well?" The young man smiled slightly, with concern in his eyes.

Ignoring the young man's concerns, Shen Manqing sat opposite the young man. "Please call me Dr. Shen, Dr. Ling during working hours."

Shrugging leisurely, Ling Nianyou's voice was still without any sense of tension. "But I'm on vacation, Man Qing."

"Whatever you want." After finishing speaking, Shen Manqing continued to bury her head in the medical records, and did not speak to Ling Nianyou again.

Ling Nianyou didn't speak either, but just looked at Shen Manqing quietly.

Sensing Ling Nianyou's gaze, Shen Manqing stopped what she was doing, looked at her son, and said slowly, "Why didn't you ask, who called just now?"

"If it's something I need to know, Man Qing will definitely tell me, won't you?" Ling Nianyou smiled slightly, "And if Man Qing didn't tell me, then I definitely won't ask."

Shaking his head, Shen Manqing let out a third sigh. "Actually, you already guessed who is calling. Right?"

Without comment, Ling Nianyou still smiled slightly.

"Nianyou, you won't be happy like this."

"Happiness varies from person to person." Looking at Shen Manqing, Ling Nianyou's eyes became gentle, "This is what you said, Manqing. Just like seeing your father happy is enough, I only want Yu Liu to be happy." will be happy."

"But he's going crazy looking for you!" Shen Manqing could easily hear the despair in Yu Liuyan's exhausted and anxious voice.

"It's normal for him to be like this... After all, Yu Liu loves me." Hearing such words, Ling Nianyou's smile was very happy. "He won't say anything casually. Once he says it, it's true. With his mood, I'm fine no matter what."

"In that case, he will not be happy either."

"No, people are the most forgetful creatures. After a period of time, he will naturally downplay this relationship. Then, he will be able to have the happiness of a normal person."

With that said, Ling Nianyou looked out the window.In the garden of the hospital, there was an old couple walking with each other supporting each other.They look very happy, which can be seen from their figures supporting Xiang.

After lighting a cigarette, Shen Manqing took a few puffs irritably.

"Are you sure he will be happy like this?"

"I don't know..." Looking back, Ling Nianyou smiled again. "At least I think so."

Touching Ling Nianyou's face, Shen Manqing's expression became sad.

"Don't laugh like this...don't show such an expression...this...it's too much like Ling Han—that kind of tenderness and strength that still persists in the depths of despair, what kind of pain will it be..."

Covering her hands, Ling Nianyou bent her pretty eyes and smiled beautifully. "As long as you can still laugh, it doesn't matter."

Frowning slightly, Shen Manqing is just like a mother who regrets her child. "I hate Ling Han and the others. It's their relationship that makes you suffer like this!"

"No, if it wasn't my father and the others who raised me, as long as I am still me, and Yu Liu is still the same Yu Liu, as long as we meet again and again in the vast sea of ​​people, I think... I will still love If you go to Yuliu, Yuliu will still fall in love with me."

Ling Nianyou's expression was very beautiful, strong and beautiful, yet fragile at the touch of a touch.

Shen Manqing didn't speak, but just looked at Ling Nianyou silently, as if trying to see through him.

"You are indeed Ling Han and I's son."

"But I'm not as tolerant as your father and as strong as you are. I'm weak and timid." Ling Nianyou was still smiling, but it already contained a bitter taste, "That's why I chose to run away —Run to a place where I can't do anything even if I want to see him. Then, maybe I will give up more thoroughly, maybe at all."

A worried look emerged from Shen Manqing's eyes similar in shape to Ling Nianyou's. "Have you decided?"

Tilting her head slightly, Ling Nianyou replied softly: "Yes."

"Does it really matter?"

"I have nothing to do with you. I will definitely come back to see you well and alive." The gentleness condensed into a cloud in Ling Nianyou's eyes, "I regret my life because my home and relatives are here. If I If something happens, you'll cry—mother."

Biting her lips tightly, a crystal tear was drawn on Shen Manqing's beautiful cheek...

"Nianyou, promise Dad, even if you are said to be timid and cowardly, you will come back alive!"

Blue eyes paired with the same blue eyes, although they are the same color, seem to have different subtle differences.

"It's just going to Iraq. Besides, I don't really know how to fight a war."

"Even if it's only a one-in-a-million possibility, we don't want you to take that risk."

Similar faces have different expressions: Ling Han's face is full of worry, while Ling Nianyou's expression is indifferent.

Suddenly, Ling Nianyou announced to his family that he would use the International Red Cross as an aid doctor to support war-torn areas and poverty-stricken areas.There are many places to choose from, but Ling Nianyou chose to go to the Middle East - a very rich place, and because of the wealth, it is idle, boring and war-torn.

Therefore, Ling Han, who never interfered with his son's work and life, objected to his son's decision for the first time.

"Little ghost, there are so many places to choose from, can you go to Africa? At least don't worry your father!"

Puckering her lips slightly, Ling Nianyou's expression was the same as when she asked for something when she was a child. "However, there are more beautiful women in the Middle East than in Africa. How can a young and talented doctor like me get a beautiful woman back? I heard that polygamy is allowed there, and you will have multiple daughters-in-law!"

Ling Han looked at his son, until now, he was still heartbroken by the way Ling Nianyou suddenly returned home two months ago.

That day, Ling Nianyou, who knocked on the door of Ling Han's house very late, brought his own clothes and the heat that ordinary people couldn't match, and fainted on the ground after entering the house.With similar experiences, Ling Han can probably guess what happened to Ling Nianyou.Seeing Ling Nianyou's misery of having a fever for three days and three nights without stopping tears, Ling Han cursed himself countless times—why didn't he stop Ling Nianyou and Yu Liuyan from being together? Baby suffers like this.He didn't protect his son well, he didn't fulfill his father's responsibility.

Looking at his father's eyes intertwined with regret, self-blame and reluctance, Ling Nianyou smiled.He opened his mouth softly, hoping that the two people who love him the most in front of him can feel at ease.

"I'll be fine, Dad, Mom."

If you can laugh, you'll probably be fine.

Even if others can forget, Ling Nianyou himself will not forget.What hurt him more than his high fever was that he had to say "goodbye" to Yu Liuyan with a smile.He didn't shed tears in front of anyone, but when he saw his father who had a similar experience with himself, his tears could hardly be suppressed.

"Why do you want to say goodbye to him? When we meet again, the pain will increase." Ling Han's expression was also filled with grief as he stroked the weeping Ling Nianyou's back.

"I... I just want to... see Yu Liu again..."

Now Ling Nianyou can joke around, but he is fine, so he won't cry anymore.

It will be beautiful to see the color of the sky from the waiting room.The sky is very blue, on the beautiful blue like children's watercolor paintings, white "big birds" will fly from time to time.

Because of the bright sunshine, I narrowed my eyes slightly.He raised his hand and saw the time on his watch—11:30.Tilting my head slightly, I, a man who is nearly 30 years old, may still be a little childish-maybe I was protected by my parents?

I lightly brushed off the almost no dust on my body, and I thought I was handsome in a beige suit.

There will probably be a period of time when you won't set foot on this land again, right?

Suddenly, I discovered an interesting thing-I seemed to be homesick before I left.It's useless!

Looking at the doctors and family members crying and laughing goodbye, I once again thought that it was the right thing for me not to let my parents and Man Qing see me off—at least I can still be cool and not in front of others. Many people were crying.

It is indeed a difficult and painful thing to laugh at the possible parting of life and death.

Men's self-esteem is sometimes very boring.

"Doctor Ling, it's time to board the plane."

After thanking the elderly doctor for reminding me, I picked up my luggage and glanced at my watch again.

At this time, in a place far away from the airport, Yuliu seems to be today