Qiao Nian deliberately shook off Ye Linlang's hand and said, "What's the point of saying such cheesy things? You won't even tell me what the good news is!"
Ye Linlang was not angry, but smiled and said, "I really can't say it!"
Qiao Nian pretended to be angry and said, "Go, go, go and do your own thing."
"Okay, good night!"
In the Ye family courtyard, the lights gradually went out.
Hua Wuxia's house, just across the wall, was brightly lit.
Hua Wuxia and Pei Xuesong, who always go to bed early, are sitting at the desk at this time.
On the table in front of them were pens and writing paper.
At this moment, there are thousands of words.
But they don't know how to start.
"Old Pei, are we dreaming?"
Hua Wuxia still couldn't believe it, this was true.
Her daughter is still alive.
Pei Xuesong whispered, "No, it's not a dream. Our daughter is still alive."
Suddenly, Hua Wuxia covered her face and burst into tears.
Her cry was so clear and joyful.
It is lost and found again.
It was also a mixture of surprise and joy.
It was a pleasant surprise.
It's also destined.
They are doctors, and the only thing they do in their lives is to cure diseases and save lives.
Even in the most difficult times, I never gave up the beliefs in my heart.
It's just a little bit of kindness and a trace of good thoughts.
This allowed their daughter to survive without them knowing.
Although they were unable to participate in their daughter's first half of life, they still knew that their daughter was living a good life just by looking at a few photos.
Reading books will help you understand the truth.
Got married and had a baby.
Have your own career.
Have your own lover.
Have your own family.
Somehow, God gave them an unexpected surprise.
This is the best reward for their good medical practice.
Pei Xuesong walked behind Hua Wuxia and patted her shoulder gently.
Hua Wuxia reached out and hugged Pei Xuesong's waist, crying even louder.
At this time, Pei Xuesong was also in tears.
After an unknown amount of time, the two of them stopped and looked quietly at the letter in front of them.
"Come on, let's write a letter."
"Write down all the thoughts I have about my daughter over the years."
"Write out our thoughts, write out our gratitude, write out our apologies, write out our joy, write out our entire lives..."
Under the lamp in the study.
Hua Wuxia and Pei Xuesong were writing at their desks.
In the quiet air, the only sound was the rustling sound of the pen tip sliding across paper.
The two were silent, no one spoke.
Instead, they wrote each other's true feelings.
I kept writing until my wrist was sore and my pen ran out of ink, but I still didn't stop.
So many thousands of words.
So much thinking about it day and night.
They can never write enough!
Before I knew it, it was daybreak.
Although they had not slept all night, they were still full of energy. They stopped writing with a feeling of being unsatisfied and looked at each other.
"Let's go, let's go to Ruan's house."
Very strange.
They remember clearly the road they have only walked once.
It was just dawn and the neighbors were still asleep.
Only the roadside breakfast shop has started its day's business.
Pei Xuesong bought soy milk, buns and fried dough sticks, and Hua Wuxia ate as they walked.
He also held some for the Ruan family.
Ruan Yongqing is his son-in-law.
Ruan Tao is his granddaughter.
Pei Xuesong didn't know how many people there were in the Ruan family, so he bought some more on purpose.
When they arrived at Ruan's house, the gate was still closed.
Pei Xuesong and Hua Wuxia simply sat on the steps at the gate and waited...waited for the gate to open.
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