the little baby, wrapped in a small blanket he used to come to the hospital, lay quietly on the single bed in the morgue.
he was still so young, just a full moon, and his body occupied only a small part of the bed, looking pitiful.
a few days ago, xiao yan also celebrated for him, hoping that he would grow up healthy and safe, and in the blink of an eye, he became like this.
the world is magical.
no one can accept such a thing.
last night xiao yan fainted at the door of the rescue room, and it was already the next afternoon.
after leading the two men to the place where the bodies were parked, the doctor left.
worried that xiao yan would lose control again, yin jingnan had been holding people in his arms, and in fact, xiao yan had acted very calm since he woke up.
xiao yan slightly broke free of yin jingnan's embrace and walked towards the little person on the bed.
he reached out and touched the baby's blue face with his fingertips, and the cold temperature made his eyes red.
xiao yan seemed to know everything, and like he didn't know anything, he turned his head and looked at yin jingnan, comparing the words.
"ah..."
the baby fell asleep.
it's probably a little cold here, and i'm going to take him home, okay.
yin jingnan's eyes were covered with blood, "whisper, yang yang is dead."
later, the two discussed and named the baby yin anyang.
he explained in xiaoyan that the word 'yang' has nothing to do with cheng wen, just because he thinks the meaning is good, and the word 'an' means an anran.
peace, peace.
whispers naturally like it.
he was willing to believe yin jingnan's words.
but such a nice name, in the face of the harsh reality, has no use except to make people feel more pain.
it's all a lie.
it's all fake.
babies leave them.
whispers are not accepted.
this is his hope, his only relative in this world, his spiritual sustenance, his dependence.
now he has nothing.
if yin jingnan hadn't picked up xiao yan back, maybe he would be happier now, xiao yan never thought that there were more painful things in this world than starvation and freezing.
the boy's eyes were red, despair spread from the bottom of his eyes, and he shook his head in comparison.
"ah..."
no.
he just fell asleep.
yin jingnan didn't close his eyes last night, deep guilt wrapped around him, he didn't know what to say to make xiao yan feel better, and the most important thing at the moment seemed to be to make the other party accept reality.
"whispers, you can feel it."
"there's no temperature on your baby anymore."
"he's dead." <
these words were like knives stuck to the mouth of the whisper, and he trembled with pain, struggling to shake his head, refusing to admit it.
"ah..."
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Fool stand-in
RomanceLOOK FOR PART 2 Alternative title : 傻子替身 Author : 舒仔 Jian Qing had a white moonlight in his heart, and when he couldn't get the white moonlight, he deceived the little fool of the twin brother of the white moonlight and came over as a stand-in. I di...
