Chapter 18 Someone this time
He stopped trembling, but felt extremely aggrieved as he kept calling "baby".
Tell: "Mom, Dad, Grandma, the baby is tired."
He staggered towards them.
But they were too far away, so he could only walk a little bit at a time. Although the surroundings were very empty, he still bumped into many things.
I hit my knees and my forehead.
Lin Jin was very sad and cried, "It hurts, baby."
The mother's hand stopped instantly. Her eyes were red and she was dazed for a moment before she started to call again: "Be good. Baby, come here. Mommy will call you."
So Lin Jin walked over again.
He stumbled along the way and finally touched a wall. He knew that if he climbed over it, he could hug them.
It was as if he had walked this road countless times, and he knew how to climb and how to meet them.
But this time, he didn't climb up immediately, but looked back slightly, as if he remembered something.
Behind him, it seems like someone is waiting for him?
Looking back at the moment.
He fell into a warm embrace.
This time, it seemed like someone rescued him.
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Mu Xu usually sleeps lightly, and he woke up when the door of the next room opened.
Pushing the door open, Mu Xu thought that his teacher Lin was hungry and thirsty, and wanted to tease him.
But when she lowered her eyes, she saw that his eyes were out of focus, his nose was red, and his face was covered in tears.
She kept shouting, "Mom, Dad, Grandma, the baby is tired."
"Baby hurts."
"Baby misses you guys so much."
His voice was whining and aggrieved, making people wish they could gather all the things in the world that could make him happy and let him squander them for fun.
I bumped into things all the way to the living room.
Mu Xu's heart was broken. He just wanted to pick up his heart that had turned into mud and dirt on the spot and bring Lin Jin in.
No matter where he goes, he will find warm and soft walls.
Mu Xu didn't know whether he could wake him up, so he could only try to pull him gently to prevent him from bumping his hands and feet, while wiping his tears.
The scalding tears almost burned through him.
Mu Xu knew that Lin Jin was dreaming about his family.
So he protected him and tried to give him as much time as possible to wake up, but Lin Jin not only did not wake up, he also wanted to climb onto the balcony.
Mu Xu's eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot.
He choked up and called out softly, "Lin Jin."
Reach out your hand.
Just as I was about to touch her, the beautiful person who was so fragile that she seemed to collapse at any time tilted her head, and her dazed look seemed to sober up a little.
It seemed like he was looking for someone, but also seemed like he wanted to retreat.
Mu Xu looked at those distracted and beautiful eyes and finally shed tears.
He hugged the man around the waist lovingly, coaxing him while carrying him to the sofa.
"It's okay, it's okay."
He pulled the air-conditioning blanket over him, covered him, and held him in the safest position. He said, "It's okay. Teacher Mu will sing a nursery rhyme for you, okay?"
Mu Xu's voice was slightly hoarse, and as he hummed it was as if he was whispering to his lover.
Lin Jin didn't make any noise or fuss, but nestled in his arms, half asleep and half awake, like a beautiful doll without a soul.
He seemed to be listening to Mu Xu's singing very carefully, being well-behaved and quiet.
The frown on his face began to relax.
But as soon as Mu Xu stopped talking, Lin Jin frowned and shed tears silently.
He grabbed his heart with both hands and began to groan, as if his heart was being bitten by countless ants, making it numb and painful.
He groaned in discomfort, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes: "Uncomfortable..."
Mu Xu lowered her head in pain, rubbed her cheek against his forehead, and asked with a sob, "Where does it hurt?"
Lin Jin dazedly grabbed his hand and pressed it against his chest, sobbing pitifully, "This... scratching, biting, it hurts... it hurts."
His long hair was scattered on his body in a messy manner, with a few crystal tears on his forehead. The lines of his white neck were particularly smooth because his head was held high.
Her eyes were blurry, her long, curled eyelashes were stained with water, making them wet and fragile, and the tip of her nose was pink in color due to sadness.
Her rosy lips were bitten from time to time because of the unbearable pain.
She nestled fragilely on Mu Xu, looking so beautiful that it seemed like a dream.
It was the most beautiful appearance that ordinary people could not take their eyes off, but Mu Xu seemed not to notice. With red eyes, he pressed his chest lightly and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you feeling better?"
All he saw in his eyes was Lin Jin's pain and suffering.
How to help him soothe, how to make him feel more comfortable.
For the first time in his life, Mu Xu hated himself for not being a doctor. Why did he have to be a teacher? Why was he so useless?
Mu Xu wanted to slap himself right there and then.
But he was worried that if he slapped the person in front of him, he would scare him, and he was also worried that if he raised his hand, he would not be able to massage his heart.
His breathing was stagnant, and I carefully pressed his chest.
Tears fell uncontrollably, landing on the tip of Lin Jin's nose, which was white with a hint of pink, and slid down to her smooth cheek.
After rubbing for more than an hour, Lin Jin slowly fell asleep.
Mu Xu didn't dare put the person down. He carefully opened the drawer that was close at hand, took out cotton swabs, alcohol and other things, and carefully treated the scratches on Lin Jin's body.
There was a bloody wound on the knee and a bruise on the forehead.
After the forehead was treated, Lin Jin was fine and was not woken up by the pain or the cold.
When he reached his knee and touched the wound, he groaned in pain and frowned.
Mu Xu stopped what she was doing immediately, kissed his furrowed brow as a reward, and praised him, "It doesn't hurt anymore. You're the best, baby."
Lin Jin relaxed his brows at the gentle whisper and eventually fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing that the knee was almost disinfected, Mu Xu carried the person into the room.
Just as I finished turning up the quilt, I saw that the screen of the mobile phone thrown on the bed was lit up, with one message after another shining brightly.
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