Zhiyuan was stunned when he heard her words and almost cried.
Lin Qingping just patted his shoulder and smiled at him, "Zhiyuan, stop talking. Your father Gu is sick now. Feed him the soup."
Zhiyuan was really angry and cried. He wiped his eyes, took the soup from Lin Qingping, took a spoon, scooped a spoonful, and fed it to Gu Juncheng, "You drink it."
Gu Juncheng said, "Give it to me, I can do it myself."
Zhiyuan was angry. Hearing what he said, he held his hand with one hand, put the bowl of soup in his hand with the other hand, and asked sullenly, "Can you find your mouth?"
"Hmm." Gu Juncheng held the bowl, tried to bring it to his mouth, and drank it in one breath.
"Give it to me!" Zhiyuan was angry, but still took Gu Juncheng's bowl back.
Lin Qingping felt that it was quite boring to be here, so he smiled and said, "You two can talk, I'll wait for you outside."
She walked out of the ward with a heavy heart.
Standing in the corridor, she vaguely heard Zhiyuan talking to him, but she didn't know what they were talking about, so she simply left the department and went to wait by the flower bed outside the inpatient building.
Finally, Zhiyuan came down, holding a thermos in his hand, wiping tears as he walked. When he saw her, he immediately stopped wiping tears, smiled, and called out "Mom."
"Well, let's go home." Lin Qingping took his hand without mentioning a word about Gu Juncheng, nor did she ask what he had said to Gu Juncheng in the ward.
The two walked towards the bus stop in silence. Zhiyuan's small hand was held in hers, and the warm temperature passed from his palm to hers. Walking on the road like this, they inexplicably felt a sense of dependence on each other.
"Zhiyuan..." she said softly.
"Mom, how could he do this? How could he not acknowledge you?" Zhiyuan was still indignant.
In his heart, Lin Qingping was so good, so good to him and his father Gu, a thousand times better than the one with the surname Chen. Why would his father Gu remember the one with the surname Chen and forget his mother?
Lin Qingping felt sad, but she had to face this reality...
She shook her head and smiled bitterly, not knowing how to tell a child about the helplessness of marriage: in this world, not to mention that Gu Juncheng had a brain injury and forgot about her, some men clearly remember everything, remember who their wife is, remember the days when they and their wife went through hardships together, but when they want to cheat, they still cheat. The so-called love between husband and wife cannot withstand a night of pleasure.
"Mom, don't worry." No matter how hard Zhiyuan tried not to cry, he was just a child, and his red eyes couldn't be hidden from others. "Dad Gu isn't fully recovered yet. When he gets better, I'll try to make him remember who you are and who we are. I'll let him know that we are a family."
After that, he looked at Lin Qingping worriedly again, "Mom, are you angry now? If you are very angry and don't want him anymore, I... I won't persuade him. I'll stand on your side."
"Why, Zhiyuan?" Lin Qingping remembered that she was not good to Zhiyuan in her previous life. The reason why Zhiyuan came to see her and treated her as a relative was because of Gu Juncheng. To Zhiyuan, Gu Juncheng should be a closer person and his idol. She remembered that Zhiyuan liked to play with wooden swords and guns when he was a child and wanted to be a hero like his father and Gu Juncheng.
But he always stood on her side. Was it because she cared for him more in this life?
Zhiyuan said, "Because, Dad Gu has many, many people who love him, his father, mother, aunt, Xiaomai, he has a good family, and that person named Chen, but you don't have that, you only have me."
Lin Qingping suddenly felt very sad in his heart, what a saying, “You have nothing, you only have me”.
If I could only achieve one goal in my life, it would be worth it.
"Oh, you still have your second aunt, but she is very busy and rarely comes home." Zhiyuan looked at her with red eyes, "Don't be afraid, I will stay at home with you. When you come back at night, I will pick you up at the street corner. When I grow up and can make money, I will take care of you in your old age. By then, you don't have to do anything, just play at home every day, and I will give you money to spend."
Lin Qingping's tears suddenly burst out.
Where can I find such a good child!
They are so much better than her dear nephews and nieces!
"Zhiyuan, let's make a deal. You can't run away with others." She held up a finger, tears streaking her face, "Let's make a pinky promise."
"Yes! Pinky promise! Never change for a hundred years!" Zhiyuan pulled his hand out, stretched out his little finger, and solemnly pinky promised her.
"Let's go, we're going home." Lin Qingping held Zhiyuan's hand and quickened their pace.
The next day was Monday, and Lin Qingping and Zhiyuan both had classes, so it was impossible for them to cook soup for Gu Juncheng at home. So Lin Qingping asked Sister Zhao to cook it in the store, and she went to get it after class. However, she had classes in the afternoon, and when she arrived at the hospital with the soup, the visiting hours were almost over.
She rushed into the ward in the last ten minutes or so, still panting when she ran in.
Without a third person to moderate the atmosphere, she was actually a little embarrassed.
"Gu Juncheng, get up and eat." She said, putting the thermos on the bedside table.
Gu Juncheng didn't move. "Actually, you don't have to come."
Such an indifferent look made Lin Qingping, who had prepared himself mentally, a little angry.
She had been feeling very bitter these past few days, feeling very uncomfortable. She couldn't help but said to him, "Do you think I want to come? If your sister hadn't told me to, would I be willing to come? Don't forget, we are divorced!"
Gu Juncheng remained silent.
Lin Qingping sneered in his heart, it turned out that this person would only respond to tough words and not soft words. When you talk to him nicely, he gets angry and doesn't respond in a nice way. But he becomes obedient instead?
"Get up and eat! I didn't cook this, don't be so conceited. It was cooked by Sister Zhao, who opened the shop with your sister and I. She cooked it for an entire afternoon and added medicinal herbs. It's only suitable for you to drink. If you don't want to drink it, you can only throw it away. It's not your style to waste food!"
After Lin Qingping finished eating, Gu Juncheng fell silent again, but he did not resist eating either.
"Get up." Lin Qingping said.
Gu Juncheng was planning to sit up, but Lin Qingping saw that he still had some difficulty getting up, so she reached out to help him up. As a result, he dodged, acting like a chaste man, afraid of having physical contact with her.
"Are you sick?" Lin Qingping started to scold again, "Is there any part of your body that I haven't seen? Do I want to touch you? I'm tired of touching you, okay?"
Well, Lin Qingping's words made Gu Juncheng's face red.
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