After the fake marriage, we two HE

Xiao Rufei looked at Song Mianyu's back.

Such a thin and thin person, carrying a bulging bag, walked alone in the wind and snow, looking lonely and pitiful.

He could hardly restrain his impulse, got out of the car, and wanted to catch up.

But in the end, he chose to restrain himself.

He wanted to go in and have a look, but he didn't seem to have the position to do so.

Xiao Rufei stood in the wind and snow, his chest was sore and astringent, he seemed to be getting sicker, his heart could react so much to Song Mianyu.

Sweet, sour, bitter, and painful...

It's not sympathy, it's not pity, it's not condescending compassion, it's actually distressing.

He felt sorry for Song Mianyu, and this feeling had never happened to anyone else.

Xiao Rufei thought, he knew what disease he had.

Song Mianyu struggled to carry his big bag into the hospital.

In fact, the bag is full of junk food carefully selected by him...

His own little personal stuff takes up very little space.

His mother has lived here for two years. He is familiar with the hospital, and basically knows the doctors and nurses.

Song Mianyu went to the nurse's station first.

The snacks in the bag were divided in advance, one box at a time, and he delivered the snacks to the nurses one by one, and then bowed to each of them, thanking them for taking care of their mother.

This is what he does every time he comes.

The small gifts are not expensive, they won't burden the nurses, they can express their hearts, and they can make the little brothers and sisters happy.

Nurses can actually understand the feelings of patients’ family members, especially mental patients. Many of them have slurred speech, confused thinking, and cannot take care of themselves. It is normal for family members to worry, and they always want doctors and nurses to take more care of them.

They generally don't accept things from patients' family members, but Song Mianyu is an exception.

Because this child is so sincere, when his mother first brought him here, every time he came to visit, there were tears in his eyes, and it made people feel distressed to see him, so that he couldn't refuse any of his wishes.

Fortunately, he never gave any valuables, but only ordered candy and snacks, and the nurses didn't keep all of them for themselves, and sometimes distributed them to patients.

The hospital distributes snacks to patients on a regular basis every day. These snacks are actually delivered to the patients by their family members, but they are handed over to the nurses for unified management. Some patients do not have family members to visit, so naturally there will be no snacks. Nurses can’t take other people’s snacks. At this time, they will distribute the snacks that Song Mianyu gave them to the patients.

Several patients in the hospital who have not been visited all year round have eaten Song Mianyu's snacks.

So the nurses called Song Mianyu "little angel" in private, and Song Mianyu's mother was "little angel's mother".

After distributing the snacks, Song Mianyu felt relieved when her bulging backpack was deflated, and asked a few nurses about his mother's recent situation.

Several people were chatting, and the doctor came over.

His mother's attending doctor is a young female doctor in her 30s. My mother likes her attending doctor very much, and Song Mianyu also likes her. He always feels that women are more tolerant and empathetic. She will give Song Mianyu a lot of confidence and encouragement when she is ill.

Dr. Lin slipped a few candies from the nurse's desk into his pocket, and said to Song Mianyu, "It was originally an outdoor activity at this point today, but it's snowing, so we changed it to an indoor activity. Your mother is watching cartoons, and you Go to activity room No. 7 and sit for a while, I will let her come over right away."

"Well, then I'll wait in the activity room."

Song Mianyu said.

The family members of the patients usually visit in the activity room. If the condition is good, they can also play games, read books, and watch TV with the company of the family members.

Song Mianyu came to the activity room and found that there were people in the nearby activity rooms, and they seemed to be family members who came to visit.

In order to avoid mutual interference and for the sake of safety, they all share a room with each other, and the doctor does not allow the door to be closed, in case the patient's mood changes suddenly, which will cause danger.

Song Mianyu passed by an activity room, where there should be a mother and son, the old lady said in a rambling voice, "Son, son, I'm fine, I'm really fine, take me home quickly, you are Silly, I was fooled by the doctor, I'm all well, tell me you still spend this money...let me live here..."

The old lady spoke quite normally, Song Mianyu couldn't help but take a look inside, to be honest, if his mother could tell him "I'm fine" one day, he would be crazy with joy, because there are many mental patients who have no consciousness at all. It's not until I'm sick.

The man in the activity room met Song Mianyu's gaze and smiled at him helplessly, and Song Mianyu smiled back.

There was a little helplessness in the smiles of both of them, and more comfort and understanding. None of the family members who came here could show a relaxed smile, and some people came calmly and left crying.

Song Mianyu thought to herself, this elder brother is really much better than him, and the old lady should be almost better.

Just as he was thinking this, the old lady came out of the activity room suddenly, trotted and called her son...

"Son! Son!"

The old lady caught up with Song Mianyu and grabbed his arm, "Son, I'm healed, I'm really healed, take me home quickly, you're stupid, you were fooled by the doctor, I'm all healed , tell me you still spend the money..."

Song Mianyu was dumbfounded, it was exactly the same as what she just said, but she found the wrong son...

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry..." The old lady's son hurriedly chased after him, with a beer belly running up and down, and looked at Song Mianyu with an apologetic expression.

Song Mianyu said, "It's okay."

The beer belly brother kept saying sorry, and then asked his mother, "Old lady, I am your son, look at me, look at me, your son is right in front of you, and you don't even know him."

"Son, I'm fine, I'm really fine..."

Song Mianyu watched them leave, and turned her head into another activity room. She was envious of them just now, but not at all now...

Although his mother sometimes doesn't know him and even kills him with a knife, she never recognizes others as her son.

Song Mianyu felt that it was most likely because of his mother's face control, she would not recognize a handsome son...

The activity room is very warmly decorated, he sits on a chair and waits for his mother.

Song Shuya has been in a mental hospital for two years.

It was sent in by Song Mianyu himself.

There is no history of genetic diseases in their family, and the mother is not congenital. She was stimulated by the death of her father, and she went crazy a little bit.

Thinking back to a few years ago.

In fact, it was not that serious at the beginning. At that time, Song Mianyu was in junior high school, and her mother could still take care of him. Although she would get sick from time to time, she would be very irritable when she got sick, and she would beat him and scold him, but she would still remember it when she woke up, and then cried. Apologize to him.

Of course Song Mianyu would not blame her, she was his mother, and he knew she was sick, but he was too young at that time, and they had no money, so there was nothing they could do.

At that time, they lived very poorly. After their father passed away, the family lost their source of income.

Although before the company went bankrupt, their father left a sum of money for them to go abroad to hide, but he and his mother did not leave, and the money was used to pay off their father's debts.

To make this decision, my mother discussed it with Song Mianyu, and they unanimously decided not to let my father die and still be an old lady...

Dad's debt is the debt of their whole family.

Song Mianyu has been a good child since she was a child. She listens to her mother, studies hard, strives for her, and tries her best to behave well in front of her, because she doesn't want to irritate her anymore.

Talk sweet words to my mother every day to make her happy.

He felt that he tried his best, but for some reason, his mother was getting sicker and sicker. Later, she couldn't control herself anymore, and she was sober less and less, even stabbed him with a knife, and didn't know him...

Song Mianyu had no choice but to send her to a mental hospital.

At first he thought the psychiatric hospital would be terrible, but fortunately he met good doctors and nurses.

Everyone takes good care of them.

Footsteps sounded at the door, interrupting Song Mianyu's thoughts, Dr. Lin brought Song Shuya over.

Song Shuya's condition is unstable, and Dr. Lin will accompany her all the way.

Song Mianyu saw that her mother's hair was neatly combed and her clothes were clean, so she knew that she was well taken care of.

She is 45 years old this year, but she still looks young. Standing with Dr. Lin, she is like her peers.

Dr. Lin accompanied Song Shuya and sat opposite Song Mianyu.

Song Mianyu smiled and called her softly, "Mom."

As expected, Song Shuya ignored him, just immersed in her own world.

She was holding a box of small cakes in her hand, and Song Mianyu recognized them. These were the snacks that he handed in to the nurse today, and her mother's rationed snacks for this month.

Dr. Lin touched Song Shuya's shoulder, "Yaya, who did you say you would give the cake to? Is it for me?"

Her voice is very gentle, with a hint of persuasion.

Song Shuya shook her head, "It's not for you, it's for my son, he's going to celebrate his birthday, he needs a cake..."

She stared at the cake in her hand, a little frustrated, "I don't know if Mianmian will like it, this cake is too small, I don't have time to make it for him."

"I wanted to make a cake for him and distribute it to the children in the kindergarten, but I didn't have time..."

"Mom..." Song Mianyu's eyes were wet, her mother's memory is still when he was a child, today is kindergarten.

Maybe tomorrow is the first grade, maybe the day after tomorrow is when I was promoted to junior high school, anyway, before my father passed away.

At that time, their family was very happy and prosperous.

Song Shuya heard him call "Mom" and looked at him vigilantly, "Why are you barking at people?"

Song Mianyu looked at her aggrieved, "I didn't bark."

Obviously you don't know me anymore.

Dr. Lin's eyes signaled him not to get excited, Song Mianyu's emotions were hidden in a flash, mental patients can't be stimulated, he can't be excited, it will affect his mother.

Dr. Lin guided patiently, "Yaya, think about it carefully, how old is your son?"

Song Shuya frowned, "Five years old..."

She thought for a while, and then said, "No, it's eight years old...it seems to be ten years old..."

Seeing that her frown was getting tighter, Dr. Lin became irritable, and quickly changed the subject, "Then who do you think he looks like? Don't you think it looks familiar?"

Song Shuya's eyes slowly fell back to Song Mianyu. Song Mianyu looked at her expectantly, then looked at her and shook her head, saying that she didn't know her.

Dr. Lin is also a little disappointed, but there is no way to force this kind of thing, we can only take it slowly.

At least, Song Shuya is not as aggressive as when she first came to the hospital.

Song Mianyu has long been used to it, if you don't know her, don't know her, as long as she is happy.

If the memory of staying forever before her father's death can make her feel happy, then so be it.

But sometimes, he also feels sad. Although his father is very important and he loves him very much, why can't his mother come back from the past for him?Is it because he is useless and has not created better memories for mother, so mother subconsciously lives in the past?

Song Mianyu remembered the scarf Xiao Rufei gave her mother, and quickly took it out of her bag.

The light gold box with red ribbon is very pretty.

He opened the box in front of his mother and Dr. Lin.

It is a light blue cashmere scarf.

Very elegant.

Song Shuya's gaze was immediately attracted, and she leaned closer to take a look, her gaze fell on the scarf, and she kept staring at it.

Song Mianyu could see that she liked it, so she deliberately asked her, "Do you like it?"

Song Shuya said, "It's pretty."

In her long and distant memory, her husband also bought it for her, and the box was exactly the same.

She said to Dr. Lin, "I want to call my husband."

Both Dr. Lin and Song Mianyu were stunned.

Although Song Shuya subconsciously felt that she was living in the past, she seemed to be deliberately avoiding things that made her sad, such as Song Mianyu's father. This was the first time she made such a request.

Dr. Lin hurriedly said: "Do you want to try this scarf? I think you must look beautiful in it. Try it?"

Song Shuya's attention turned back.

Song Mianyu pushed the gift box towards her.

She looked at Song Mianyu, then at Dr. Lin, and got a positive look from the other party. Then she put down the small cake in her hand, and slowly touched the scarf in the gift box.

Song Mianyu watched her slowly put on the scarf, smiled and picked up the small cake she put on the table, intending to open it for her and feed it to her.

"what are you doing!"

Song Shuya was tying a scarf, and when she saw him moving the cake, she suddenly became excited, "Why did you steal my son's cake! You are a thief! A thief!"

She stood up abruptly, and was about to hit someone.

"Yaya!" Doctor Lin quickly hugged her.

But still did not stop, Song Shuya casually grabbed the empty box on the table, and smashed it hard on Song Mianyu's head.

This is a box for scarves. It is rectangular, with edges and corners. Although the outside is pasted with a layer of bronzing paper, the inside is made of wood.

Song Mianyu was stunned on the spot, clutching his forehead and taking a few steps back, blood flowed down his fingers, blurring his vision, and his mind was buzzing.

Song Shuya had a sudden attack, and Dr. Lin couldn't handle it alone. The alarm bell rang in the room, and the male nurse arrived quickly and took her away.

"Let go of me! I want to go home! I want to go home!"

"Let me go home!"

Song Shuya kept screaming, and her voice could be heard throughout the floor.

Song Mianyu covered the wound on her head, tears rolling down uncontrollably, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

He felt sorry for his mother, they had no home anymore.

After his father passed away, their house was mortgaged and auctioned off. Later, he took his mother to rent a house, went around and changed many places.

Without exception, they are all narrow and dilapidated houses.

The big balcony and garden that my mother likes are gone...

Song Mianyu vowed that she would work hard to earn money, pay off her debts, and buy her mother a big house with a balcony and a big garden.

But now, he is not able to give his mother a home.

Poverty won't break him down, but mother's tears will.

……

"Xiao Song, let me take you to bandage it."

After Dr. Lin dealt with Song Shuya's matter, he remembered that Song Mianyu was still injured, and ran back quickly. Seeing Song Mianyu's bloody face, he was startled.

Song Mianyu wiped her face with her sleeve, "Thank you, no need, I'll just wash it..."

He picked up the small cake that fell on the ground, picked up his backpack and went out.

Dr. Lin wanted to comfort him, but felt that all words were too feeble.

Song Mianyu washed her face in the bathroom.

The blood from the wound on his forehead couldn't stop, and his tears couldn't stop, and soon there were blood and tears flowing all over his face. He looked very scary, and everyone walked around him.

It was snowing heavily.

Song Mianyu hugged his backpack, walked out of the hospital crying, and ate the cake that fell on the ground and picked it up while crying.

He cried very aggrieved, depressed, whimpering, like a lost child who couldn't find his home in the ice and snow.

The thousands of lights in this city have nothing to do with him. All he has is walking in the endless winter in the snow.

Until a figure appeared in his blurred vision.

The man was walking towards him step by step.

It was Xiao Rufei.

When Song Mianyu saw him, the backpack in her arms fell to the ground with a thud, holding a half-eaten small cake in her hand, and burst into tears.

He has earth-shattering grievances.

Xiao Rufei's heart hurt, she took a step forward, and hugged him forcefully.

At this moment, Xiao Rufei finally made up her mind.

Those inexplicable emotions finally had their source and destination, and all the moments when the corners of the lips raised uncontrollably also had answers.

He fell in love with Song Mianyu.

At this time, fireworks are blooming in the sky in the snow in the distance, and the New Year's Eve is only a few hours away.

Xiao Rufei lowered her head and gently kissed Song Mianyu's forehead.