Live separately

03.

Early the next morning, we left the hotel. Maybe the previous day was really tossing too hard, maybe neither of us slept well. In short, neither of us had much energy. The two of us remained silent, and no one spoke.

We found a breakfast place to eat.I didn't eat and vomited the night before, I was really hungry, and I didn't know what kind of identity I should face him now, and he probably didn't know how to face me, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, I was alone I ate vigorously, ate a lot, and stopped until I felt a little sad at the end.

Along the way, he drove very slowly, and didn't even get on the high speed, so we made a lot of detours.I suddenly didn't understand what this person was thinking, since he told me so firmly that he was going to get married, why did he do these things to make me feel he was reluctant to leave?Will it be different between us if we go around a few more times?How silly.

It was nearly nine o'clock when I got home that day, but it was already quite late according to the departure time.I unloaded my luggage from the car and wanted to watch him leave, but found that he also got out of the car and was looking at me, probably wanting to see me enter the door.Both of them were stunned for a moment, then he got into the car, drove forward less than ten meters and stopped again, and I realized that his house was right next door, and we have been neighbors since then, He has been involved in half of my 20 years of my life now.When I entered the door, my parents were not there. I was a little surprised, but also a little thankful, because my complexion is probably very bad now, and I was worried that my mother would see my flaws at a glance.Back in the room, put the luggage aside, lay down on the bed and soon fell asleep.

"Yangyang, Yangyang. Wake up and eat." I woke up in a daze, and found that it was my mother's voice, and my slowly waking consciousness also told me that it was noon, and I suddenly realized that I had slept a lot in the past two days Too much.

After leaving the room, I washed my face and looked at the table full of sumptuous dishes. I really didn't have any appetite. Maybe I ate too much in the morning, and I still didn't feel hungry at this point.After taking a few mouthfuls, I didn't want to eat, but suddenly thought that my mother must have put a lot of thought into this table meal, and I felt too much guilt towards her, so I reluctantly ate more.After my hastily finished meal, my stomach began to throb and I was dizzy. I thought that I had slept too much and hadn't recovered, so I sat in the living room in a daze.There was a new show on TV, but it really didn't interest me.After sitting there for a long time, the pain in my stomach became more and more uncomfortable, and it began to rotate continuously like an awl piercing the flesh and blood. I felt that it was constantly sunken and twisted, and then it started to colic again like boiling water rolling over. I covered it with my hands. With my stomach full, I curled up into a ball, sweat began to seep from my forehead, my face turned completely white, and I gritted my teeth tightly and made a painful sound.

"What's the matter? Yangyang? Don't scare mom..." My mother panicked when she noticed what was wrong with me. She kept talking, and called my dad to carry me on her back.

When I woke up again, I was already in the hospital with a needle in my hand and was infusing fluid, and my mother was accompanying me.She looked happy to see me awake and asked me how I was feeling and if it was still hurting.I smiled and said it didn't hurt anymore, it was all right.She almost shed tears, pretending to be annoyed and talking about me.Later, my father also came back with some receipts. I guess he went to go through the formalities.I heard from the doctor that I had gastric bleeding, which seemed to be quite serious and almost perforated my stomach, which caused some fever.But after waking up, I can still be in good spirits. I always feel that doctors like to make a fuss over a molehill.

On the third day of recuperating in the hospital, the fever subsided quickly, and the stomach pain gradually disappeared within a few days after taking the medicine. I shouldn't expect it, and my heart is contradictory, but he didn't come because he was not in the city. I heard from Aunt Han that he took Meng Qin for a self-driving tour at noon on the day he picked me up and went out to play. up.

Once people are free, they like to think wildly, let alone in a place like a hospital, and they have learned such news.I started laughing at my parents and crying at the darkness every day.It suddenly occurred to me that the previous year was also in winter, and I had severe stomach pains at school. At that time, I called him unconsciously. I thought that he would drive to take me to the hospital immediately after learning about it, and ran through a red light in a hurry. Thinking of the day when I asked him what would happen to him if I died first, his eyes were cold and he forbade me to say such a thing.But now he is not there because of her.

I stayed in the hospital for a few more days, and I was thinking so much that I was about to go crazy, and all kinds of thoughts popped up inexplicably.It was at this time that one day at noon, when I was taking a nap, I vaguely heard slight footsteps.I heard my mother greet the man.

"Auntie, how is Yuyang?" The voice was very soft, but I suddenly woke up.It was his voice, he came back, he came to see me.I obviously wanted to see him right away, but my eyes didn't open, probably because the tears were about to come out, I was afraid that if I blinked, it would draw a tear trail.

Suddenly, I suddenly thought that he should have just come from Meng Qin, and my heart suddenly turned cold. I couldn't explain why, but at that moment I suddenly didn't want to see him, so I continued to pretend to be asleep.He chatted with my mother in a low voice, preventing my mother from waking me up.For about 2 minutes or so, I could almost feel his sight when he looked at me, and then I heard that he was leaving, and my mother sent him out. At this time, I opened my eyes, and through the wooden door that was concealed, I only saw The hem of his khaki woolen coat disappeared through the door, and I cried.

It has been ten days since I returned to school. The New Year's Day holiday was originally only three days, but I insisted on extending it by more than three times.I think if it weren't for my repeated emphasis on the importance of the final exam, and my firm attitude towards going back to school, plus my reassurance that I would pay attention to my body, and I did seem to be cured, it is very likely that this one I will be detained so close to him for months.