Perhaps for him these days, he is really just a passerby.
He could never get into his heart. The young man blocked everyone outside the high wall he was building. Song Zhaoning thought that he was special and different, but the fact was still such a slap in the face. He was the same to everyone including herself.
Although Song Zhaoning was sad and sad, she knew that Nan Jingyuan was different from others, and she wanted to approach him and hug him with all her love.
But her principle is to only do three things. This is the first time, and I hope it will be the last time.
Song Zhaoning was tired of crying and fell asleep with tears still on her face.
Early morning brings hope and light. Yesterday's haze disappeared in the morning, and the sunlight shined through the woods on the ground like a holy light shining from the sky.
On the hospital bed,
The early morning sunlight shines through the window on Song Zhize's face, making him look like a sleeping noble prince.
His brows furrowed, and the pain in his body was so real that he couldn't help but frown. He opened his eyes with great effort, and saw a sheet of snow-white.
At this time, Song Qian pushed the door in from the outside, holding a thermos box in his hand.
Song Qian's sharp eyes were red and bloodshot. It looked like he hadn't slept all night, and his suit was wrinkled and dirty.
"You're awake, are you hungry?"
Song Zhize wanted to speak, but his voice was as hoarse as if he had been cut by a knife.
The lips are white and a little chapped.
Song Qian hurriedly put down the things in his hands and went to pour water. He helped Song Zhize drink some, not too much, but only slightly moisturized.
"My sister heard that you were injured yesterday. She was crying and clamoring to come see you. She came here as soon as she was discharged from the hospital today."
At home, both children are Song Qian grew up taking care of her. Although she had a nanny, she took care of her personally except when necessary.
"Where's Mom?"
The voice was a little low or hoarse.
"You brat like you made me cry."
Now when I heard Song Qian couldn't help but criticize him, it was rare that he didn't criticize him back, and he just felt friendly.
He was really scared when he lost consciousness yesterday. When he woke up and saw his father taking care of him like this, he felt extremely safe.
There was a faint smile on his face, without the cynicism and arrogance before.
After this death, Song Zhize's faint smile really looked like a prince descended from the earth, with fairy spirit and holy light.
In Song Qian's eyes, it seemed like his son had gone crazy? Why do you laugh so disgustingly?
Song Qian glanced at Song Zhize with disgust and asked others to feed him. He just wanted to stay away from Song Zhize.
While feeding, Song Zhaoning and Yan Yunxin had already arrived at Song Qian's ward.
Before Yan Yunxin could let go, Song Zhaoning broke free from her hand and entered the ward, with tears in her eyes.
With a pitiful look on whether to cry or not, Song Qian felt very distressed at once, and he coaxed Song Zhaoning with a gentle look on his face.
"Don't cry, dear. My brother is fine and has woken up."
Come on, as soon as I said this, my tears were completely uncontrollable, as if the floodgates had opened.
Crying to get to Song Zhize’s side, no matter what, it didn’t work.
He immediately came to Song Zhize's side and looked at Song Zhize's arm with a cast on his arm and his leg that was hung up with tears in his eyes.
Her brother had suffered a serious injury in his last life, but it was just a broken arm, and he almost lost his life this time.
"Brother, how are you? Does it still hurt? Can I breathe for you?"
Song Zhaoning no longer has any sense of shame as a child, and is just focused on On Song Zhize.
When Song Zhaoning rushed over, he quickly asked someone to take the lunch box away for fear of hurting her. Song Zhize had laughed and called Song Zhaoning a white-eyed wolf before.
Now I see that Song Zhaoning’s face is full of tears because of herself. The first thing she does when she goes to the ground is not to wipe herself, but to care about herself.
He felt warm in his heart. He had never felt that he was happy. At this moment, he really understood a lot of things that he had never understood before. He felt that he was the happiest person at this moment.
With gentle eyes, she wiped Song Zhaoning's tears with her uninjured hand, her voice was hoarse and low, which sounded nice.
"Brother, it doesn't hurt. I won't cry anymore."
He coaxed me gently, with eyes full of happiness and tenderness.
Yan Yunxin watched the interaction between the two children with red eyes, and was gently held in Song Qian's arms.
Bai Ying, who was standing outside the door, saw this scene. He had never experienced this before, and he looked at the family of four in the ward with some envy.
Unable to bear to disturb them, he turned around and walked out.
He vented in the boxing ring last night until two o'clock in the morning, and then went back to the company to process documents and plan ways to attack Ling Mo.
Bai Ying couldn't sleep. He was worried about Song Zhize in the hospital. After learning that he was awake, he abandoned everything just to see if he was really awake.
All this was seen by Shen Qi, who had been following him. He knew that his boss was not entirely worried about Young Master Song, but that he was punishing himself in his own way.
In the past, as long as Mr. Song was bullied, he would definitely bring someone to find a place for him. If Mr. Song was even slightly injured, the boss would go crazy and must make those lives worse than death. He will torture himself because he failed to protect Young Master Song.
He reached out and pressed his sore and swollen eyes, and opened themHis eyes continued to follow Bai Ying.
The moment Song Zhize woke up, Bai Ying felt that God was favoring him and his salvation had returned.
A trace of tenderness appeared on the evil face.
The tenderness that belongs exclusively to Song Zhize, even if he doesn't know it, even if he hates him.
He will only protect the salvation in his heart.
The people in the ward did not realize that anyone was looking at them. They were immersed in happiness.
"Okay, okay, don't cry, baby. Can I take you to the amusement park after your brother is raised?"
Song Zhaoning felt that she was already a very big person. But I didn't want to make my brother sad, so I raised my little face buried in Song Zhize's arms with tears, cute and distressed.
"Okay"
In the following days, Bai Ying did not show up in the hospital. He could not cause any trouble to Song Zhize, so he could only stay away from him temporarily.
Song Zhize’s injury was completely healed after a few months.
Song Qian didn't want Song Zhize to do his own thing anymore, so he directly arranged for him to be in the company, so that he would be so busy that he wouldn't get injured again.
Yan Yunxin also stopped. He stopped going around to make announcements and looked at his children at home.
They were all afraid that something unexpected would happen to Song Zhize and Song Zhaoning.
Summer is coming in June, the weather has become a bit hot, and cicadas have begun to sing in the trees, shouting for the arrival of summer.
For so many days, Song Zhaoning did not find out any news about Nan Jingyuan. He seemed to have lost contact with the world. How could he, a ten-year-old child, survive elsewhere.
Zhang Cuihua, Nanzheng and his wife were sent to prison by Song Qian's tricks, and they can no longer come out to make trouble.
Originally, I wanted to charge him with child trafficking, but it turned out that they were found guilty of child abuse, gambling, fraud, etc., and I'm afraid they will never be prosecuted for the rest of their lives.
Song Zhaoning has not been injured again for such a long time.
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Maybe Nan Jingyuan really protected himself.
The girl has grown taller, wearing a red skirt and jumping around in the garden like a flower elf. She is cute and smart, and her eyes are clearer, like a clear spring that can see through people's hearts.
As time passed, Song Zhaoning almost forgot the meaning of her rebirth.
During this period of time, life was very peaceful. Song Zhaoning went to and from school to hang out with Qiao Lele as usual.
When there is no one around, I always think of Nan Jingyuan.
Maybe he has forgotten that someone once came to his world.
Time is flowing rapidly, everything is changing, and someSome of them are so beautiful that their original appearance is no longer visible.
Three years later,
The originally peaceful life seemed to have returned to the past in an instant.
On the beautiful princess bed, the pretty and delicate girl closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling because of the pain, her fair face was covered with sweat; her originally red lips now had no trace of blood.
The girls were curled up together on the bed.
The excessive pain and spasms made her consciousness begin to blur.
I haven’t felt like this for a long time, but it suddenly hurts like this.
Song Zhaoning could not imagine what kind of harm Nan Jingyuan had suffered.
Song Zhaoning bit her lips without making a sound, and blood oozed from her lips.
"Mom...Mom"
He shouted unconsciously, his little face turned pale, and his little one curled up tightly.
Until Yan Yunxin knocked on the door several times, but there was still no sound in the room, so he called someone to knock Song Zhaoning's room open and saw Song Zhaoning huddled together covered in sweat.
"Quickly, send them to the hospital."
Yan Yunxin ordered anxiously and called Song Qian who was fishing and Song Zhize who was working overtime in the company on the way to the hospital.
Song Zhaoning was sent to the hospital. This time it was the same as the previous time, and the reason could not be found.
Doctors are also very anxious. They have set up a team of experts to study this disease, but they have still found nothing in the past three years.
The previous time, Song Zhaoning only suffered from pain for one night.
This time, it’s been three days! ! ! !
Who can bear it? ? ? ? ?
The Song family father and son had red eyes at the door of the operating room.
Song Qian blamed himself for not being able to cure his daughter. He thought that his daughter's illness would be cured by himself, but unexpectedly he ignored it.
Song Zhize regretted that he did not capture Nan Jingyuan and protect him so that his sister would not have to endure such pain.
Suddenly,
He thought of the temple on the mountain outside Jiangcheng. Maybe he could let his sister go and live in the temple for a while.
I told Song Qian and Yan Yunxin about this idea. At first, they didn’t want Song Zhaoning not to be in front of them, and they were worried.
But in the current situation, we can only treat a dead horse as a live doctor.
This time Song Zhaoning lasted longer and suffered more pain.
I paused apnea several times, and my heart almost stopped beating several times. Although I survived in the end, my health became worse and worse.
Song Zhize, who had always been resolute and tough, was also red-eyed at this time.
After these few days of hard work, Song Zhaoning's body was as white as transparent, like a fairy that was about to disappear in the TV series.
After she got better, the whole family of four went to Lingyun Temple on the outskirts of Jiangcheng. Everyone prayed devoutly in their hearts and walked up the ladder to the temple step by step.
Everyone has wishes and desires in their heart that they want to achieve.
"Donor, the host invites you."
As soon as the four of them arrived at the door, there was a young novice waiting at the door to greet them.
Bowing to him with folded hands, the young novice returned the bow and led them towards the main hall.
In the center of the solemn and majestic hall, a huge Buddha statue looks lovingly at the people who come to worship. At the feet of the Buddha is an old monk with a long beard wearing cassocks.
"Dear donors, the Buddha already knows what you are asking for, but this fate is incomprehensible and cannot be solved. Please go back!"
As soon as the abbot saw the four of them, his eyes It has been falling on Song Zhaoning. His gaze is like an ancient well, able to see through anything in this world.
Upon hearing this, Song Qian became anxious. They tried everything but to no avail.
"Master, please save my little girl. She is so young but she has a strange disease. The current medical conditions cannot cure it. We are really desperate and can only come to the Buddha."
Yan Yunxin and Song Zhize were also waiting anxiously for the host to speak, hoping that there would be a turn for the better.
At this time, the abbot turned to talk to Song Zhaoning, his expression a little solemn.
"You shouldn't be here, do you want to go back?"
Everyone was confused and didn't understand what he meant.
Song Zhaoning had a bit of shock on his face, which he could tell at a glance, but Song Zhaoning had no intention of going back after he came.
He looked at the abbot firmly: "No."
The abbot sighed and shook his head.
"You come in with me."
Walking inside, he only asked Song Zhaoning to follow him, and no one else could follow him.
We came to a small courtyard with several fruit trees, giving it a quiet and indifferent feeling.
"You don't want to leave, are you worried about it? Or is it a debt you have to repay?"
As expected of the abbot, the abbot said the most important things at once. These were all from the previous life. things.
Song Zhaoning didn't dare to hide it at all now. She was afraid that she would leave. She had only met Nan Jingyuan in her life and she hadn't protected him yet.
"All of them, I can't bear to be here. I haven't done what I want to do yet."
Looking into the distance, there is profoundness and sadness in his eyes, as if through It's like looking at something in the distance.
"You made a deal with someone? It's not easy to get it back. If he is injured, you will be hurt. If he is dying, you die on his behalf. Are you willing to do these? For you, these are not It's not worth it, you don't owe him anything if you stay.Incalculable damage. "
Song Zhaoning retracted her gaze and looked into the distance. Her eyebrows were curved, smart and gentle.
"Master, that's not the case. Everything in the world can be done with two hands. To sum it up in one word, it is worth it. You think I don't owe him anything, but if I think what I do is worth it, then I will do it without hesitation. If I feel that it is not worth it, then even if everyone advises me that it is good for me to do this, I am not willing to do it. ”
“Master, man! If you want to live without regrets, you must follow your heart. Where your heart is is your paradise. "
These words of Song Zhaoning made the abbot fall into deep thought.
She walked around the small courtyard with a smile, and then went to find her family.