Love the good night from now on

In the ear is the sound of warblers flying and grass growing.

The rustle of grass rubbing against each other, the sound of electricity when a radio program has its bye.

These voices echoed softly and harshly in my head.

I walked barefoot in a patch of reeds that was waist deep. I couldn't feel the temperature, but I could catch the wind.

I saw a blue light flickering in front of me.

It seems that there is a shadow of a god in it.

I yelled and walked over, and I asked, "Are you here to help me realize my wish?"

As soon as the voice fell, a strong wind blew up in the reeds.

Pushed by the wind, I took a few steps forward and staggered into the blinding blue light.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Mimi's voice rushed towards my face like thunder.

When I woke up, my clothes were soaked in sweat, like a gecko with a broken tail.

The family doctor stood by my window and told me with a serious face: "Madam, you must not be emotional anymore. Although the fetus has stabilized, it will hurt your body."

I felt a dull pain in my chest. The doctor was a woman, so I pulled off my collar and looked down without knowing it.

The family doctor exclaimed, "Ma'am, that's herpes zoster!"

I saw a cluster of little shiny blisters on my right breast, and that was the thing that hurt.

He closed his collar without hesitation, and closed his eyes again.

The dream was long and blurred in the altar where I was gradually waking up.

It turns out that when people are powerless, they all look forward to the help of gods.

"Secretary Sun called just now and told you to take good care of your body. Herpes zoster only occurs when your body's resistance is low. Now you can't use painkillers, so I can only apply it externally."

The family doctor turned around and rummaged for something in the medicine cabinet.

"Secretary Sun?" I murmured, but I couldn't remember whose secretary's surname was Sun.

"Secretary Sun, she is Mr. Yi's chief assistant. Don't you know her?" The family doctor added when he saw that I was a little puzzled.

It dawned on me.

The Secretary Sun she was talking about was Cynthia.

Since we parted in Tahiti, Cynthia hasn't heard from us anymore.

She is Yi Nan's right-hand man.

She understands any of Yi Nan's problems better than I do.

She called at this time, is it to prove that Yi Nan's operation.
Succeeded?
Thinking of this, I immediately regained my energy and sat up with a smile on my face. This sitting surprised the family doctor holding the gauze.

"Miss, watch out for your belly!"

I held her hand instead and asked, "Did Secretary Sun say anything else? Is the husband coming back?"

The family doctor shook his head: "I didn't say anything else. I just said that my family said that you fainted. My husband is very worried. Let me give you special instructions."

"Sir is very worried," I muttered these five words alone.

But it seems like the most bitter medicine in the past three months.

"Sir is worried"

I repeated: "Don't worry sir"

I lay back on the bed, adjusted the stable angle, and used the cushion to hold my waist.

Waiting for my family doctor to deal with my new herpes, then picking up my phone and opening the top dialog.

I looked through the chat records that "Yi Nan" would send me every day.

Find every piece of evidence that wasn't sent by him himself.

For example, he never uses punctuation.

But in the past three months, the daily greetings and inquiries were punctuated.

For example, he rarely has modal particles.

But in the past three months, modal particles such as "it" and "bar" occasionally appeared.

Although the succinctness of the words was exactly the same as Yi Nan's, I could still see through them at a glance.

He has always given me the illusion that he is busy with the company in Singapore, but in fact he is alone facing the operation with a risk factor of up to 70.00%.

But at this moment, just a single sentence brought all these chat records to life.

I pressed the button quickly and asked the first question in three months.

"When will you come back?"

My eyes stared at the phone screen, which flickered on and off, flickered off and on again.

Until the antique clock points to nine o'clock in the evening, the small clock that tells the hour strikes.

He finally texted back.

"Next Wednesday".

Simply three words, without any punctuation!

It's Yi Nan! !

Is he safe?
His operation was successful?

I have to say that the heart disease still needs heart medicine, and my sluggish sleep consciousness suddenly dissipated.

At this time, the community also suddenly received a call.

Lao Yao, who had been playing with the dumplings in the courtyard downstairs, also hurried up.

He asked me, "The electricity is coming, so why don't you go to Yi's old house?"

I shook my head: "No, Yi Nan is coming back, I'm not going anywhere."

Lao Yao's face stretched: "The son-in-law is finally done! Well, your mother and I will prepare well for the next two days, and cook him a big meal when he comes back!"

After finishing speaking, Lao Yao slapped his palms together: "I'll go and tell Duoduo the good news, that fat boy has already missed his father!"

It seems that this WeChat made my world slow.

Three months that were easy to get through turned out to be extremely difficult in the last week.

I made it through Wednesday with mild anxiety.

It is still a sunny early summer day.

The sea breeze blows into my nose from the sea along the coastline.

I sniffed, and then I heard the front yard gate open.

He heard the sound of wheels sliding in slowly.

I immediately got up from the rocking chair, without even having time to put down the remote control in my hand, and trotted to the entrance in my slippers.

An aunt has already opened the door.

Cynthia was standing at the door in black business attire.

I didn't have time to think about whether she was hot or not, so I poked my head and looked behind me, and asked, "Where's Yi Nan?"

Cynthia slowly took off the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose.

Eyes full of sorrow, solemn and quiet.

I was frightened by her appearance, and the smile converged on my lips.

Tremblingly, he asked again: "Where's Yi Nan?"

"sorry"