after the reunion

As the New Year approaches, the weather is getting colder and colder. Zhao Xi grew up in a southern city, and living here with his children has not adapted to it.The house was alright, but as soon as they went outside, the two of them rubbed their hands in the cold.

It's okay for Zhao Xi, but the child is weak, so he really felt panicked, so he wrapped Zhao Dongdongli's third and outer three layers like a bear every day, so that when he went to Bai Yuhang's house occasionally, Xu Haoran would laugh haha He laughed for a long time, until the little guy blushed from laughing before shutting up.

Even though Zhao Dongdong was only five years old, he was still quite smug, so that after being laughed at three or four times by Uncle Xu, he resolutely refused to dress up as a bear.

Zhao Xi had no choice but to spend all his time looking for warm clothes that didn't look bulky and were expensive.

The little guy was happy, but Zhao Xi was depressed.The two months' salary was not used and more than half was spent. Last year's inspection has ended, but the money for this year's inspection has not been saved yet.

By the beginning of February, the streets were already red, and Fang Qin's bar was slowly getting ready.Perhaps because of the comprehensive city, there are a lot of foreign visitors here, and many people don't go home during the Chinese New Year. Fang Qin's business is also gradually increasing.

Zhao Dongdong was thrown home by himself as usual, the little guy would occasionally call his uncles behind his father's back, Xu and Bai were out of breath and tried their best to play sloppy with him, and only Uncle Qin would patiently chat with him .

Zhao Dongdong sighed like a grown-up, sadly remembering that play not long ago.Woo, why didn't Uncle Qin take him out to play?

Zhao Dongdong's smug beauty doesn't like to wear thick clothes, and the direct result is that his nose starts to runny.

It wasn't serious in the first few days. The two went to the clinic, prescribed some cold medicine, and put the little guy in a fat down jacket. Finally, he almost got better.

Zhao Dongdong's frailty was brought from his mother's womb, and he might be able to slowly raise him in a wealthy family, but with a poor and white father like Zhao Xi, the two father and son were pitifully weak together.

Zhao Xi went to Yuanse to work part-time at night. Since the New Year was approaching, the little guy had begged several times to go to the playground to play. Zhao Xi was busy with work, so he ruthlessly refused. Then, Zhao Dongdong became angry, and then... a cold war broke out. .

Zhao Xi held the phone and couldn't laugh or cry. Since the last time Zhao Dongdong got up to watch TV in the middle of the night in fear, he told the child that if he got up to go to the toilet or drink water, he could call his father. The two talked for a minute before hanging up. Lose.

As a result, it was almost a little bit, and the phone didn't make any sound.Maybe the child is sound asleep, Zhao Xi comforted himself like this.In my heart, as time passed, I became more and more anxious.

There seems to be a thread between their father and son. At this moment, Zhao Xi's worries expanded infinitely, and he hurried to catch the bus after taking off his clothes at some point.

His hand holding the phone was sweating, but trembling uncontrollably.

When I got downstairs, I was relieved to see the pitch-black window.He opened the door and entered the house, and walked gently to his son's small bedroom. The little guy was kicked more than half of the quilt, and his entire buttocks were exposed outside.

Zhao Xi was so angry and distressed, he hurriedly covered the child, and lightly scraped the sleeping face, and then his whole body froze.

Pulling the dome light away, the little guy frowned as if feeling unwell, grabbed the clothes on his chest with both hands, and called daddy in a whisper.

Zhao Xi's heart was beating wildly, and he first pulled his son's hand off his chest without a trace of coldness.The sides of the cheeks are not unusually red.

Zhao Xi was trembling all over, carefully carried the child off the bed, and softly called out while dressing him, "Baby, Dongdong, can you hear Dad?"

Zhao Dongdong's eyes were closed tightly, and it took a while to open them a little. Tears rolled out and fell on the back of Zhao Xi's hands, making him tremble all over.

"Dongdong, can you hear Dad? Tell Dad, what's wrong?"

Zhao Dongdong pursed his lips, his eyes were sharp and straight, and his eyes were full, Zheng Mei swallowed

Zhao Xi's eyes were hot, and he quickly armed him. His forehead was pressed against the child's forehead, and his voice was low and steady, "Good boy, dad will take you to the hospital. You have a fever."

Zhao Xi didn't dare to delay, Dongdong's heart is not good, a fever can kill him if he doesn't pay attention.

He ran downstairs quickly with the child in his arms, only to find that he was wearing only slippers and a sweater on the street, his neck was warmed by the heat from the child, while other parts were shivering with cold.

At two o'clock in the morning, this is the worst area in the whole city. Zhao Xi walked for a long time with the child in his arms and didn't see a taxi. I don't know which day it was five years ago.

After another block, Zhao Dongdong had already passed out in his father's arms.Zhao Xi's eyes were red, and he took out his mobile phone to call Bai Yuhang. A cold female voice came from the machine, and then called Xu Haoran. In the same result, Zhao Xi almost squatted on the ground and cried, desperately flipping through the phone book. With the intention of living here for a long time, Bai Yuhang, Xu Haoran, and several numbers from the previous cities were also in the phone, and the call history was switched to the call history with his fingers... That was the number that Zhao Dongdong secretly used his phone to call Qin Muyang in the past few days.

Zhao Xi looked at the string of numbers, and there was a voice in his heart calling to dial it quickly, and another voice was calling not to dial it.

The temperature of seven or eight degrees below zero made him feel like his fingers were going to freeze. The child hummed uncomfortably in his arms, but he was sensible and didn't make a loud noise.

The street was still pitch black, and even the street lamps that had a little light on weekdays seemed to be about to go out. It was very similar to a certain night many years ago, when Zhao Xi was so dizzy that he pressed down with trembling hands.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and there was neither a cold female voice nor a sign of being picked up.

Zhao Xi's heart was full of despair, he put his phone back in his pocket, and ran to the small clinic he went to most often with the child in his arms.

It seemed to be an endless road. He just felt that after running for a long time, he even felt nervously that the child was out of breath, but he still didn't see the sign of the clinic.

The cell phone in his trouser pocket rang suddenly, and Zhao Xi was so frightened that he almost threw the child to the ground.

A string of unfamiliar numbers flashed on the screen, proving that the owner hadn't saved it, but hope suddenly rose in his heart, and he pressed the answer button in a panic. Maybe because he was still asleep, the other party's voice sounded much softer.

Zhao Xi's throat was choked, tears kept streaming out, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Qin Muyang got up quickly, turned on the light to get dressed, and asked in a deep voice, "Zhao Xi? What happened? Talk!"

It was a bit difficult for Zhao Xi to hold the child with one hand, when a gust of wind blew over, Zhao Dongdong cried out in pain.

Zhao Xi felt chills all over his body, and after restraining himself for a long time, he called out with a trembling voice, "Ayang..." As soon as the words came out, it was like digging a hole in all his places, and the next words were flustered and crying, "" Ayang, Dongdong, Dongdong..."

Qin Muyang's heart sank, put on his clothes, picked up the car keys and asked as he walked, "Don't cry, tell me, what happened? What happened to Dongdong? Where are you?"

Zhao Xi cried incoherently, the other party's voice came through the phone line, which instantly calmed him down, but he couldn't stop his tears no matter what.

"In... I don't know where, near my house, Dongdong has a fever, I'll take him to the hospital..."

Zhao Xi was born with a poor sense of the road, so he couldn't see the clinic, and he didn't even know where he was.His anxious voice was hoarse: "Here, near my house, Dongdong has a fever, I have to send him to the hospital quickly, I have to hurry..."

"Xiao Xi," Qin Muyang interrupted him steadily, started the car, his voice was low and reassuring, "Listen to me, don't be in a hurry, find a shelter from the wind and wait, I'll be right there."

Zhao Xi hummed in a thick nasal voice, hung up the phone and hurriedly carried the child and ran to someone's small building to hide.

He is already too cold at the moment, but the child's body temperature seems to be transmitted through several layers of thick cotton clothes, making him seem to be cold and hot for a while, his eyes are fixed on the dark street in front of him, his heart He kept chanting that person's name in order to dispel the growing anxiety in his heart.

Ordinary fever and cold are not terrible, but Zhao Dongdong has a special body. Zhao Xi couldn't imagine what would be waiting for him tomorrow if he didn't cover the child with a quilt due to fatigue.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't hold on because of the overwhelming regret.

I don't know how long it took, like several hours, like a few minutes, the sound of wheels passing by on the silent road.Zhao Xi stood up abruptly, and the car stopped in front of him in the blink of an eye.Qin Muyang opened the car door and walked over. Seeing the tears on his face, he was stunned for a moment, then silently took Zhao Dongdong over, and walked quickly to the door.

Zhao Xi wiped away tears in a daze, and hurriedly followed.

The author has something to say: Sorry, the article will not be pitted.Double update today.

The author was heartbroken today. The so-called good friend suddenly stabbed you coldly in the back, but he didn't even want to tell you the reason. It's so chilling.