MTL - Old Injury-Chapter 47

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Sometimes people just like to use "I haven't figured it out yet" as an excuse. I keep something in my heart for a long time, make careful calculations, weigh left and right, and wait for the time, but I don't know where the time is. Think about it, think about it, and miss the best of times.

It is good to have the right time, place and people, but it is also hard to find. Without Luo Qinghe, I would have left sooner or later. Not tonight, it's tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, someday.

It's just his arrival and the message he brought, which really prompted me to quickly take the "first step" that I always wanted to take but didn't dare to take.

The old house has everything, I packed some seasonal clothes, and found an old ID card from the corner of the drawer.

In the past two years, I thought I lost my ID card, so I went to replace it with a new one, but the old one was found again within a few days, and I now have two ID cards. Song Bailao withheld my ID, and it will take some time to renew it, so let's use it for emergencies.

I packed my luggage, rested for a while, and finally looked at the room, I carried the suitcase out the door.

I can't take the diary with me over the years, and I still keep it in the house. When I settle down later, maybe Liang Qiuyang can send it to me.

I called a car and went to the bus station. On the way, I sent a message to Liang Qiuyang, saying that I had divorced Song Bailao, and I wanted to leave Xiangtan and go to another city to see him.

Liang Qiuyang should have slept and didn't answer me.

When I got to the bus station, it was only four hours before I left the Song house.

There was no one in the ticket hall late at night. The conductor asked me where I was going. After thinking about it, I bought a ticket for the nearest train to Manshui.

I always wanted to go to a warmer place. Mangshui is south of Xiangtan. It is a hilly city.

There I should be able to start my new life.

Sister Jiu has been calling me on the landline since two hours ago. I didn't answer and dragged the number into the blacklist. Maybe I sensed something was wrong. When I was about to get into the car, the phone vibrated again, indicating that Song Bailao was calling.

I hesitated for a few seconds, but finally took it.

"Where are you?" As soon as the call was made, Song Bailao's tone was bad and his breath was rough, "What do the things on the table mean?"

Looks like he's found the two divorce papers.

"It's what you see."

"Did Luo Qinghe tell you something?" From the other end came the sound of scattered papers, "I won't sign it, you will come back to me now!"

The passengers to Manshui have started to line up in an orderly manner, I don't have much time to continue this call.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, through the glass, there are rows of neatly parked buses under the night. The lights flashed, the engine started. When the time is up, I'll take one of these cars away from here and start my new life.

"I am not your slave, I have a free personality and the right to leave you at any time."

There was a loud noise from the other end, it seemed that Song Bailao smashed something or kicked some furniture in a fit of rage.

"Are you so eager to leave me?" He gritted his teeth, furious.

I clenched the strength of my phone, did not answer him, but asked another question: "That day...you asked me that way in the hospital because you knew that I had a child and wanted to advance Confirm my attitude?"

After a long time, he uttered a word clearly.

"Yes."

I blinked and asked him again: "Then my attitude suits your mind?"

This time he was silent for a longer time, if it weren't for the sound of slow breathing coming from the opposite side, it was like the phone suddenly disconnected.

"You can't have this child," he said. "Since you don't want it in the first place, it's better to kill it."

His voice changed from anger to calm, and even to weariness.

He released it quickly, and there was no sign of the wound bursting on the surface, but there was still a dull knife-like pain in the palm of his hand.

This is the truth. He will not leave my children seven years ago or seven years from now.

Because I'm not expected, and because I'm not what he wants at all.

But I'm not, I'm just a beta, unmarked, bland beta.

He didn't want me from the beginning, and he said he didn't want my child, what am I expecting?

The only thing I don't understand is that if you hate me so much, why do you keep me by your side?

Alpha self-esteem?

Go to his ego.

"Ha, I'm really sorry." I said to the other end of the phone without hesitation, "Those words are all lies to you, I will not kill this child. I will give birth to He, but he has nothing to do with you, he is just my child."

Song Bailao seemed to be stunned by me: "What..." His tone became hurried, "You... don't you want to kill this child? What are you going to do, Ning Yu? Where are you? You Where are you going to Ning Yu?"

"Ning Yu!"

Put away the phone, and in the constant questioning of Song Bailao, I cut off the phone and turned off the phone.

After getting off the car, I went straight to the convenience store and bought a new calling card.

Mango fruit is like spring all year round, and the climate is very pleasant. I was wearing an early autumn windbreaker, and I felt hot when I walked back and forth for two steps.

Find a real estate agent and tell them I want to rent a house that I can move in right away.

"Mangshui is a hilly city, the roads are very undulating, and the distance between houses is also very narrow. In some places, only one car can travel together, and there are many small alleys." Beta wearing a black suit The intermediary showed me several sets of rental houses. Knowing that I was from a foreign country, they also acted as guides for me, introducing the customs and customs of Mangshui.

"Manshui people are very comfortable. The shop closes early at 5 or 6 o'clock, and only opens at 90 in the morning. I don't know if everyone can make money." He saw that my hands were inconvenient. , and drag my suitcase for me.

Finally, the intermediary stopped in front of a small door between a bakery and a flower shop and took out the key to open the door.

"Please, don't look at the old building, it's very convenient downstairs, there is a bakery when you go out, and there is a small convenience store opposite."

As he said, the building is relatively old, only one person can walk on the stairs, and two people have to squeeze the veneer. Fortunately, the rental house is on the second floor, which is quite convenient.

The house is not very spacious, one bedroom and one bathroom, the kitchen and living room are small, there is no dining room, but it is enough for one person.

The most satisfying thing for me is that there is a large terrace outside the balcony door, with many plants and flowers.

"This is all planted by the landlord. If you rent this room, I can explain to you first. These flowers can't be moved. The landlord is precious." The agent asked me to look downstairs. In fact, it's the roof of the bakery downstairs. The bakery is open for morning business, so it might be a little noisy in the morning, but you don't sleep on the terrace, so it should be fine. How are you looking, are you satisfied?"

I looked very satisfied, and I rented this house without much hesitation.

living expenses.

Signed the rental contract, the intermediary directly left the key to me, and then left.

The furniture in the house is ready-made, but there are no daily necessities and no cleaning tools.

Checked the nearby large supermarket, just around the corner not far from here. With the keys, I head out.

The sun is soft and warm on the skin, not tingling, and it is very cool to walk in the shadows. Street cafes sit with customers chatting in low voices, lampposts full of flowers.

As I imagined, this place is very comfortable and very suitable for me who want to escape from the past.

I bought a lot of things in the supermarket. Because one hand is not easy to handle, I also bought a small cart. When walking out of the supermarket door, the paper bag in the hand of a customer in front suddenly burst, and the fruit he bought fell on the floor.

The other party was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, wearing wide T-shirt pants, his long messy hair was **** casually, and his face was unshaven.

"Your oranges."

I picked up the oranges that rolled to my feet and handed them back to him. He thanked him one after another, but because the bag was torn, there was no way to put it in, and he was a little distressed about the fruit.

I then noticed that there was a triangular cane standing beside him, which seemed to be inconvenient.

"I have extra bags here, you can use them." I have a car anyway, so I don't need so many bags.

"Really? Great, thank you..." His voice paused, and after a long time it sounded again, "Thank you..."

I gave him a bag, and when I saw him staring at me, I touched my face in confusion.

"Do we know each other?"

The uncle blinked and laughed: "No, no, I just see that you are very close to me, look at it more." He asked me, "Aren't you a local?"

Repacking the fruit, I walked side by side with him to the curb. When walking, his left foot dragged and seemed unable to bend freely. It was not known whether it was temporary or lame.

"No, just got here today."

Uncle is very talkative and witty, and we have traveled a long way without realizing it.

Turn around the corner, the sign of the bakery is in front of you, the uncle said: "My house is here." He pointed to the bakery in front, "I live there."

I am really surprised that such a coincidence happened.

"I live there too."

Uncle was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted: "Rent out across the street?"

I smiled and nodded: "Well, I rented it today."

It was a neighbor after a long time of trouble.

We both stopped in front of the iron gate, he took the key to open the door, and blocked it for me so that I could carry things up.

With the cooperation, all my truckloads were finally moved into the house.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, I saw the uncle slowly come upstairs with crutches, hurriedly took the bag from his hand, and took it upstairs for him.

"Are you alone?" He forgot to look at the empty rented house behind me, "Would you like to come to my house for dinner at night?"

His character reminds me of Liang Qiuyang, he is hospitable and has a big heart.

"This..."

I'm not very good at rejecting others, but I don't want to bother them, so I'm a little embarrassed.

He patted me on the shoulder: "Don't do this and that, I'll call you after dinner later, I'll take your favor back."

I coughed twice and had to agree.

Uncle said his surname was Xiao and his name was Yu, so he asked me to call him Lao Xiao. I thought Lao Xiao was a little rude, so I called him Uncle Xiao.

Xiao Yu is a beta, and he doesn't know what job he does.

He has lived in Mangshui for more than ten years and knows this area very well. I asked him if he knew where there was a clinic nearby. He glanced at my hand and said that the place where he did physiotherapy was not far from here, and he would take me there tomorrow.

After dinner, I thanked him and went back to my room. Tidy up and clean up until midnight.

It may be due to too much physical exertion, and I slept until the next day before waking up.

I thought about my appointment with Xiao Yu yesterday, and after hurriedly washing, I knocked on the door opposite.

"I guessed it was you." When he saw me, he laughed, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes extended to his temples, but they didn't look old, but showed a mature and handsome charm.

"Excuse me." I thank him again.

Xiao Yu waved his hand, closed the door behind him, and motioned me to go downstairs: "No trouble, I happen to have physiotherapy today."

He led me for twenty minutes, walking through the streets, to a small clinic.

The clinic has two floors. It is different from the small clinic I imagined. The windows are bright and clean, the bright incandescent lamps are also turned on during the day, and there is a special reception desk.

The nurse at the front desk knew Xiao Yu very well, so she let him go to the second floor directly.

"Xiao Xiao, you're here again." The hunchbacked old doctor stood up, "Do you feel better?"

Xiao Yu sat on the bed and took off his sympathy: "It's better, it doesn't hurt so much when it rains. Dr. Zhao is still you awesome!"

The old doctor laughed when he heard this.

Xiao Yu lay naked on the physiotherapy bed, I accidentally caught a glimpse of his lower abdomen, which seemed to have the same scar as mine, and unconsciously touched his abdomen.

"What is this kid looking for?" Another male doctor who was slightly younger than Dr. Zhao, but also in his 60s, came to me, looked at me and said, "Watching hands? "

Xiao Yu was lying on the physiotherapy bed, her voice muffled: "This is my neighbor, Doctor Tang, please take a good look at him."

"Don't move." Dr. Zhao took out his own row of fine needles, carefully disinfected each one, and firmly placed them on Xiao Yu's body, and his hands did not shake at all.

I was a little nervous: "I didn't come to see the hand. I, I'm pregnant, but it's not my first pregnancy, and I don't know how I'm pregnant again..."

Dr. Zhao suddenly shouted angrily: "I told you not to move!"

"No..." Xiao Yu struggled to get up, staring at me in astonishment, her voice raised unconsciously, "Xiaoyu, are you pregnant?!"

I scratched my face in embarrassment: "Yes..."

Dr. Tang is also well-informed and not too surprised.

Xiao Yu no longer does physiotherapy, she accompanies me for examinations, and runs for me.

After the results came out, Dr. Tang sat in front of the computer and frowned at the film on the screen, looking very pessimistic.

"What the **** are you talking about?" Xiao Yu stood behind him, watching the movie together, his tone a little anxious.

Dr. Tang looked at me: "Your previous child was aborted?"

I wringed my hands and sat across from him: "Induced labor at five months."

"What did the doctor who induced the labor for you think about not taking out the fertility sac for you?"

Doctor Zhao on the side said: "Do you think he is young and do not want to deprive him of the right to conceive a life?"

Doctor Tang angrily smashed the mouse: "Right ass! This is a quack doctor, it is a waste of life! Beta's fertility sac is very fragile, there is no way to use it a second time, this is too dangerous , it is usually removed after giving birth. Although you have induced labor, you still have an incision. The fertility sac has been ruptured, and it will not last to full term. I advise you to give up this child. "

When I heard this, my heart sank to the bottom, and I bit my lip and said, "Is there no other way? I really want to… keep this child."

"Even if you work so hard to get a caesarean section, it will take six months. Anything can happen in six months. Are you risking your own life?"

Even if he said this, I was still reluctant to give up the slightest possibility: "I will hold on for more than four months, am I not fine now? Maybe, maybe my physique is good, what's the matter? None?"

Doctor Tang looked at me seriously: "I advise you to go back and think about it calmly. Although it is a pity for the child, your life is also very important."

I was full of enthusiasm at first, but now the doctor's words just poured a chill into my heart.

On the way back, Xiao Yu was afraid that I would be uncomfortable at first, so he didn't take the initiative to speak, and he didn't ask me carefully until he reached the door of the bakery.

"Then... do you want to tell your partner about your situation? How can he let you run out alone?"

I shook my head: "I divorced him."

Xiao Yu was quiet, her expression changed slightly: "What about the child? Does he want it too?"

I should say, he never wanted it.

I laughed dryly: "I didn't marry him because of 'love'. He... doesn't like me, and doesn't want to marry my children."

Xiao Yu frowned: "Does he not like you? His eyes... Does he have bad eyes? You are so good, how could he not like you?"

I've only known him for two days, but he's just like watching me grow up since he was a child, and he actually fights for me.

This experience is very rare, it makes people feel warm, and even the dull and unpleasant journey seems to dissipate a little.

"There are many people who like him, how can he see me." I opened the door with the key and went upstairs one after the other with him.

"He's like this!"

When I got to the door of the room, I saw that his face was still not very good, as if he was angry, and he comforted him with a funny way: "He is a bastard, don't be angry. I dumped him. , I don't want him. He doesn't like me, and I don't like him either!"