[Doughnuts from the bakery downstairs taste quite good, Momo will definitely like it. Hey, I miss him a bit. 】

Life in Mangshui is comfortable and relaxing. If it is not for having children, this place can be said to be the ideal land of my dreams.

Dr. Tang asked me to make a choice as soon as possible, saying that there is no problem now, does not mean that there will be no problem in two months, when the fetus grows, my fertility sac may rupture at any time, then Not only am I in danger, but the fetus will not survive.

This feeling of powerlessness is so frustrating.

I thought this child was a second chance and a gift from God. But after going around, it turns out that I still can't keep anything. Good luck is not on my side, and I hope that there will always be greater disappointment afterward.

"That's a hummingbird." I stared at a photo on a low cabinet, and Xiao Yu introduced it to me with a smile, "Yellow-tailed sickle-billed hummingbird."

The hummingbird's feathers are a metallic dark green, and the beak, as the name suggests, takes the shape of a sickle. It was resting on a yellow hemerocallis at the time of the shooting.

There are many photos in Xiao Yu's house, on the cabinets, on the walls, all kinds of natural scenery and wild animals.

"It's beautiful." I took the hot cocoa he handed me.

In recent days, Xiao Yu has always invited me to his house for dinner. However, Xiao Yu said that my hands are inconvenient, and now that I am pregnant, I can’t eat takeout casually. Sometimes he wants to eat two more dishes, but he is afraid that he will not be able to eat too much. This is just right.

I could hear that this was an excuse he was looking for because he was afraid that I would think too much. While thanking him for his kindness, he insisted on paying for his food. He didn't reject it, he accepted it quickly, and added two more dishes in the evening.

After dinner, I always sit at his house for a while before leaving. Sometimes I turn on the TV to watch some news or variety shows, and sometimes I just chat like this.

"I used to be a field photographer." Xiao Yu picked up a photo in front of him and said with a nostalgia, "It's a pity that I fell and my leg was lame, so I didn't get used to it. I have a job. Now I rely on post-contact, selling and selling old photos for a living, and I can barely make a living.”

I looked at his problematic left leg: "Is there no cure?"

Xiao Yu moved the stiff leg and smiled bitterly: "The knee is broken, it should not be cured. I don't ask it to be good now, I just ask it not to do it on rainy days. Demon." He looked around and pointed to me, "Well, I fell just to shoot it."

I followed the direction he pointed and saw a very eye-catching landscape photo hanging on the wall - the morning sun rises from the end of the mountains, dyeing half of the sky red, and clouds and mist cover the mountains and forests , dyed the other half a light blue. Layers of green forests, the sun begins to dawn. The beauty is breathtaking and majestic, which makes people unconsciously sigh at the magnificence of nature.

"Do you know Luoyang Mountain?" he asked.

"I heard it, never been there."

I have only heard this name on TV and the Internet, and I know that it is a high mountain in the north, with a high altitude and beautiful scenery. However, because it is too north, there are few people going there, and there are not many tourist facilities. It is a relatively unpopular tourist destination.

I'll go there. I'm crippling my leg for this photo, so you're not out of luck."

Although he said so, his expression was very relaxed, and there was not much regret. Even that photo was hung in the most eye-catching position by him, occupying the C position exclusively.

"That must have been an invitation from someone very important."

Xiao Yu smiled when he heard the words: "It's my lover." He said, "I promised him before that I would go with him to climb Mount Yang. Later... we separated, but I promised He will do what he does. So I went alone, and in a flash, I fell off the mountain."

Speaking of this, his expression darkened: "This may be retribution, I abandon his retribution."

Walking in the world is not easy for everyone, and opening it is a thick storybook. On the surface, he is optimistic and open-minded, but behind his back there are **** scars.

Daoist Viking is, so is Uncle Xiao…

"I'm going to buy two clothes tomorrow." Seeing him like this, I couldn't keep asking, so I quickly changed the subject.

After a week in Manshui, I called Liang Qiuyang.

After a few beeps, he heard a voice that sounded anxious and expectant: "Hello?"

"Qiuyang, it's me."

The other party gasped as if frightened: "Xiao, Xiaoyu?"

Then he started roaring: "You are going to die! Send a text message and disappear, do you know how much I worry about you these days?" His voice gradually became choked, "I worry that you are worried Thin."

His face was already small, so he had to lose his face.

I coaxed him lightly: "I'm sorry, the situation was urgent at the time, and I didn't think too much about it, not on purpose."

Liang Qiuyang's temper came and went quickly, and he was very coaxing. If I speak softly, he won't move.

"Forget it, I'll spare you this time. But if you say divorce, you're divorced? I asked you before, didn't you say you're on good terms with Song Bailao?"

I pondered a little: "Actually..."

I told him about Luo Qinghe handing over the divorce agreement. Liang Qiuyang was silent for a few seconds, and then he started to get angry again.

"What! Why is Luo Mengbai's uncle so disgusting? You didn't insist on marrying Song Bailao, but now he forces you to divorce within a year, what is he doing! Bullies, I want to break up with Luo Mengbai!"

I was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "What's the matter with Guan Luo Mengbai?"

Liang Qiuyang gasped and said: "You are my cub, their family bullies you like this, I can't bear it, I feel bad!"

I advise him not to be impulsive, Luo Qinghe is not good, Luo Mengbai is still very good. I have specifically asked Sister-in-law Jiu before. Luo Mengbai has been obsessed with research these years. She is not interested in Omegas and Betas. She is very clean and self-sufficient.

He scolded Luo Qinghe and Song Bailao for another five minutes without a break. He finally had enough, and the conversation changed: "By the way, the next day you sent me a message, Song Bailao came to me, Asked me if I had any news about you. I saw him in such a hurry at the time, thinking that you were just a normal couple quarreling, afraid that something would happen to you, and took him to the old house to find you. It turned out that you went there, but didn't stay for a long time, and packed up some The things went away again." His voice suddenly became a little hollow, "Then cough... Song Bailao found the notebook on your desk and asked me what it was, I said it was your diary... He, he took all of it."

Song Bailao's operation was unexpected to me, I tightened my back and lost my voice: "Take it all?!"

"Sorry, I didn't stop..."

I sighed and said, "It's okay, forget it, he can take it."

Seven years, more than 2,000 days and nights, I don't believe he can see it day by day. Even if I read it, it's nothing, it's just everyday life, and I don't have any secrets to hide. I kept the diary I wrote after I met him again, and he probably couldn't see me calling him "stupid".

Afterwards, Liang Qiuyang asked me where I was now. I said I was in Mangshui. He said that when he asked the agent if he could line up the notices, he would have to spare a day to see me.

I actually don't want him to come to see me at this time. After all, my situation is undecided. If he comes and finds me lying in the hospital, I don't know what to cry. Although he seldom cried, but once he started crying, he would never stop and could not stop.

"Then remember to contact me if you have anything to do, don't hide it from me." After repeated instructions, he hung up the phone without much confidence.

I stared at the screen of the mobile phone back to the desktop for a moment, thinking that I was doomed to break my promise, and called Daoist Daowei Jing again.

The signal in the mountains is not very good, he only heard my voice after feeding him several times, and then he was shocked.

"Oh my friend, you finally called me."

"I'm sorry, I haven't thanked you face to face before..." If it wasn't for the timely arrival of his kick to Xiang Ping, I'm afraid I'd have to be with Master and his old man now.

"What a big deal."

"Master, I'm not in Xiangtan these days, I'm afraid the event at the dojo will be delayed."

"I know this. I called you two days ago and couldn't get through, so I went down the mountain. I happened to meet the donor Song, so I told him about it."

I took a breath and had a bad feeling in my heart: "...what did you tell him?"

"I'll tell you the truth, just tell him that you want to be a dojo for children's death, and then I can't contact you, so I ask him where you went." Daoist Weijing said a few words. Hearing those words made my head dizzy, "He also asked me about my child, I said it was the child seven years ago, and he asked me about my child's birthdate, so I told him everything."

"You...you said it all?"

"Monks don't lie, and Taoist priests can't lie. I can answer whatever he asks. Why, I answered wrong? Wait..." He suddenly reacted, "Speaking of little friend, you marry Has it been less than a year since I came here, that kid from seven years ago..." He hissed, "Did I say something wrong?"

I am a little powerless, and this powerlessness is not for Daoist Weijing himself, but more for the unpredictability of world events.

Who would have thought that Song Bailao would finally know the existence of that child in this way.

I buffered for a while, and said, "It's okay, just know if you know it. Is the flowerpot still with you?"

"I'm here, I'm doing it well, don't worry."

I asked him to call me if something happened, and told him not to tell him about my contact with him.

He was a little embarrassed at first, and finally came up with a coup: "Then I'll keep my mouth shut. If anyone asks me, if I don't say it, it's not considered a relapse."

After thanking him, I hung up, feeling a little mixed for a while.

I never thought that the truth would be revealed in such a situation.

But it should not be bad for Song Bailao, maybe he still feels fortunate that I didn't give birth to a child, and that there is one less person in this world who shouldn't be born.

I don't know, will he be a little... a little sad?

I took out the old SIM card, I hesitated, and finally unable to resist my inner curiosity, I reinserted it into the phone.

At first, there was no movement. After about ten seconds, the information snowed in, and the phone vibrated for two minutes before it stopped.

There are spam messages, Liang Qiuyang's information, Taoist priest's information, and... Song Bailao's.

Hover your fingertip over the red dot and finally press.

[There is no other alpha is there? It's only me from start to finish, you were pregnant with my child seven years ago, right? 】

[Ning Yu, call me back and tell me where you are. 】

【Are you driving me crazy, Ning Yu? Call me back, please call me back...]

The phone started to vibrate before I hurriedly glanced at the last few messages. When I saw that it was Song Bailao's call, I was so frightened that I didn't smash the phone, and turned it off in a hurry.

I don't know if he just called by chance, or if he has been calling my phone uninterruptedly for the past few days.

I felt a little dizzy, rubbed my forehead, got up and poured myself a cup of hot water. His vision suddenly blurred, and the glass fell to the ground and shattered in an instant.

Squatting down and slowing down for a moment, I felt a lot better, I was about to get up, my nose was hot, I bowed my head in surprise, a little blood had dripped on the beige tiles, and I tasted blood in my mouth taste.