Let's sneak, my sis [Comprehensive Gacha]

Mi had a dream.

She dreamed of a very small child with short black hair, clean and delicate, and a pair of dark eyes looking at her. He was sitting on the ground playing with toys, and when he saw her, he stood up happily, calling his mother ran towards her.Just after running two steps, he tripped himself on the grass and raised a pair of tearful eyes to look at her, which made her feel distressed and funny at the same time.

"Be good, baby, don't cry." Mi walked over, broke the baby in her arms, and softly comforted the baby while patting the baby's back, "Baby is a man, don't cry casually."

"I see, Mom, the baby is a man!" The child, who was only as tall as Mi's thigh, wiped his eyes vigorously, and looked at Mi seriously.

Her baby is very obedient, well-behaved, and looks similar to her, but his head is often full of curious questions, and he insists on pestering her for answers over and over again.

"Mom, where did I come from?"

"Mom, why is it dark?"

"Mom, can I fly like a butterfly too?"

"Mom, mom... where is my dad?"

The last question was not a rhetorical question that Mi could explain, she stopped in a daze, and looked at the growing child in front of her.Her child has grown up and tall, his head is approaching her shoulders, the face that resembles hers is clear, but he looks at Mi with persistence.

Her excellent child, gentle and smart, seems to have inherited all the good things between her and his father, so pure and clear that there is nothing worthy of criticism, so his life experience has become the only point for other jealous children to attack him.

'illegitimate child'

'The guy dumped by daddy'

Her child lowered his eyebrows indifferently, and even ignored the group of people with a touch of arrogance, as if he didn't care about watching a clown.But when I got home, I grabbed her hand and asked over and over again.

"Mom, mom, who is my father?"

What a matter of concern, it's nothing more than looking back after a long time.Her child has grown into a young man, at the prime of his youth, wearing a clean white shirt, with black hair and white skin, he is unrestrainedly handsome, the corners of his mouth are full of flowers, and when he smiles, he looks very much like that girl people.

Mi's child has finally grown up, gentle and mature, tough and strong which is totally different from her.

Mi would like to use the most beautiful words in the world to describe him.

Mi's eyes filled with children became slow and dull, yes, she is also getting old.Her hair became dry and white, and her face was covered with deep grooves. The prosperity of her face had long since failed, and her body became thin and weak.She is already old, lying on the slowly rocking recliner, dying.

She has realized all the meanings of staying in this world, so she has no regrets.

Mi's rocking chair was still rocking, and his wise and calm eyes slowly closed.

……

Mi suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the snow-white ceiling.The familiar smell of disinfectant in the air, the sunlight coming in from the window, the thin needle pierced into the vein on the back of her hand being infused, and the bandage on her forehead, she felt dizzy and nauseous for a moment.

She does not reject such a life, and she has already prepared for it.

But that ring, or that relationship, was much heavier than she expected, and it destroyed the life she had planned all at once.

How can it be possible to give up, how can it be possible to forget, loving someone has already become a habit, an instinct, and subtly integrated into a part of the body.Even if the heart is dug out, I can't forget it, I can't let it go.

Mi subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, but what she could touch was not the shape of another life.Mi suddenly woke up from the dizziness, lifted the pale quilt on her body, and looked at her flat abdomen.

"Baby……"

Where is the baby?Where is her baby?where is her babyWas it hidden by someone?

Mi Xing frantically pulled out the infusion needle in his hand, and the back of his hand, which had long been accustomed to the existence of the needle, felt a sharp tingling pain as he pulled it away.Ke Mi got off the bed unconsciously, then fell to the ground with both legs weakly, and knocked over the chair with a loud bang.

The door of the ward was opened, and the person who ran in after hearing the noise quickly approached Mi, trying to help her up, "Are you alright?"

"Where's the baby?" Mi grabbed the back table gentleman's clothes, as if trying to grab driftwood.Her face was pale, but her eyes were red again. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the back table gentleman. She seemed to have guessed what the ending would be. There was even a little despair on her face, but she still held on to her last hope and looked at the back table expectantly. Master Zhu, I want an answer different from what she guessed, "Where's my baby?"

"You get up first." The porcelain-white ground was cold, and Mi's face was terribly pale not long after giving birth, and the back table gentleman wanted to help her up first.

"Tell me where is my baby?!" Mi yelled as she grabbed onto the back table gentleman's clothes tightly. She was always gentle and demure, but she became crazy for her own child.

"He's still alive..." The back table gentleman pursed his lips, and picked Mi up from the ground, "You need to take care of yourself."

Mi stared blankly at the ceiling and gasped for a few times, then looked at the man behind the table, "My baby is still alive?" There was a layer of mist in her eyes, but she held back her eyes tremblingly, and looked carefully at the man behind the table. When Jun asked, his voice was soft but so hoarse that one couldn't bear to deny it.

"Alive." The Back Table Lord put Mi back on the hospital bed, "You can take care of him only after you take care of yourself."

Mi's tears finally fell, brushing her cheeks like rain, but she showed a happy smile, "Is my child a boy? Does he look like me? Black hair and dark eyes? "She was full of tears but looked forward to smiling, looking at the back table gentleman.

"Well, it's very similar to you." The gentleman behind the desk nodded.

Mi burst out laughing, tears fell one drop after another, "Why do you think I know?"

The back desk gentleman shook his head.

Mi laughed again, sniffed, and said in a low voice, "I just dreamed about him." She had a smile on her face, and couldn't stop crying.

The gentleman at the back table did not speak, and sat silently with his chair up.

Mi looked at the clean and white ward, and wiped her red eye sockets, "Can I go and see my baby? Where is he?"

"He is a premature baby, and his health is not very good. He is now in the incubator in the newborn room, and he will come out when he is well raised." Well, let's go and see, okay?"

He glanced at the IV that was thrown aside by Mi, and covered the quilt for Mi, "I'll call the nurse to help you re-hook the IV, can you stay here obediently?" The one who came out had never shown such consideration before, Mi grabbed the quilt and nodded.

Seeing Mr. Houzhuo leave the ward, Mi threw off the quilt and immediately got out of bed, leaning on the wall with a pale face, and walked towards the pediatrics downstairs.

Approaching the newborn room, just as Mi was about to open the door, he saw a nurse walking out of it.The nurse stared blankly at Mi who was still wearing a hospital gown, and then quickly realized, "Is that Miss Katori?" She frowned tightly, and came to support Mi who was leaning against the wall, "Why did you get down, premature birth hurts Womb, if you don’t take good care of yourself during this time, don’t you want children in the future?”

Hearing that the other party recognized him, Mi immediately grabbed the nurse's hand, "I'm going to see my baby, I want to see him."

The nurse wanted to sternly refuse, but when she got to her mouth, she couldn't speak when she saw the red eyes, and finally sighed, and opened the door behind her, "Just take a look, and you can go back, okay? "

"Okay." Mi Lian nodded his head, his attitude already humbled to the ground.

Mi’s baby is in the incubator in the middle, curled up in a duck-patterned quilt. He is so small that even the smallest respirator looks big on his face. His mouth is tightly shut and his eyes are closed. .As Mi approached the incubator, she couldn't help but burst into tears. She may have cried more today than any other time in her life.

"You still want to open it up a bit." The nurse couldn't bear it, and couldn't help comforting her softly, "You will have children when you are still young, so don't be too sad."

Mi was a little dazed, and turned to look at the nurse, and then at the child in the incubator.Her voice was low and hoarse, and she asked softly, "He...can't live long...is he?" Even when she asked this sentence, her head went blank, it was terribly cold.

"The child's organs are not well developed, and the lungs can't breathe on their own." The nurse looked at the black-haired woman with pity. "The doctor said, he won't live for a month."

"...One month?" she repeated like a fool, her eyes had become red and swollen, she whispered "how could it be?" her voice was thin and soft, trembling "the doctor said he was very healthy ..."

Yes, her child is very healthy, kicking her all the time, stretching in her stomach, and being good, she didn't have any serious pregnancy reaction.Her child is so good, how could God allow him to leave before opening his eyes to see the world?

This must have been a lie to her, to punish her for being greedy.

Her child is obedient and obedient, and will slowly grow up beside her, gradually becoming gentle and strong, just like him in the dream, calling mommy, mommy.

Mi's face was pale and haggard. She looked at the under-month-old baby in the incubator, and slowly squatted down.She pressed her hands tightly to the transparent incubator, as if she could touch the frail child's wrinkled face. Her eyes were filled with the mother's natural love and nostalgia, and she pressed her forehead to the incubator.Mi lowered her head slightly, her hair covered half of her face, she shrunk her shoulders slightly, and let out a sob that she didn't know whether it was crying or a miserable smile.

Baby, mommy loves you.

Mi could no longer take care of her health, and stayed with her child almost every day, staring at the child's face in a daze.She occasionally takes medicine, or drags the drip stand to infuse the child, but never returns to her ward.If someone tells her to go back, she will cry softly, asking the other party to let her stay with the child for a while, if the other party is determined to take her back to the ward to lie down, she will start crying like crazy, The only way to calm down is to stay with the child.

What if she doesn't stay with the baby, and when the baby wakes up, she doesn't know the mother?

But her baby hadn't passed a month, and suddenly one day, her face turned black and she stopped breathing.

Mi could not wait for a mother.

The lights came back on in the emergency room that day, and the young mothers who had lost their children were brought in.Mi hurt her womb during childbirth, failed to take care of herself during the best of times, ruined her body, and lost her child, so it may be difficult to be a mother in the future.

It was a peaceful afternoon when Mi Zai woke up from her sleepy sleep. She didn't know how long she slept or how long she waited. The bandage on her forehead had already been removed and the wound healed.But she was so dazed, so bewildered.

There seemed to be a child's laughter outside the window, Mi stared blankly, and walked towards the window stiffly.

On the garden lawn on the ground floor, a small black-haired child was playing, giggling and radiant like an angel in the sun.The child suddenly stood up, looked at her in the ward on the fifth floor, jumped excitedly and called her loudly, "Mom, mom!"

The child's shadow was almost blurred in the sunlight, like an unpredictable hallucination.

Ke Mi laughed all of a sudden, looked at the child on the lawn tenderly, wanted to open his mouth to say something, but couldn't say anything, he just watched with deep love.

"Mom, come quickly!" Her child was still smiling at her, shouting, "Come and play with me."

I'm coming!Mom will be here soon!

Mi's mood became urgent, and she showed a gentle smile. She couldn't even wait to go downstairs slowly, and immediately climbed onto the window sill.

Son, mother is here.

She jumped off the ledge.