Hang around

Early the next morning, Duan Mingxu and Rong Xuan went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedures.

"The child belongs to me. You... will have a child in the future. You can rest assured that we won't bother you." Duan Mingxu patted his stomach and lowered his head.

Rong Xuan seemed to be speechless, unable to speak a word.He asked dryly, "Are you...going back to Duan's house? I...send you off?"

Duan Mingxu didn't answer Rong Xuan directly, but smiled faintly, "Maybe." It's just that the bitterness in his eyes became stronger.How could he go back to Duan's house!Isn't all of this today Duan Mingcheng's masterpiece?He still doesn't have a home...

Duan Mingxu didn't wait for Rong Xuan's answer, and walked forward slowly while supporting his waist.Rong Xuan will never forget Duan Mingxu's back at this moment

so... lonely...

so... tired...

so... hopeless...

Rong Xuan suddenly had an impulse, wanted to rush up to hug that person, protect him in his arms, and never let go.But in the end, Rong Xuan just watched Duan Mingxu's figure disappear before his eyes.

They are finally over.

Rong Xuan didn't feel relaxed as he imagined, instead he felt extremely lost, like a child who lost his favorite toy.

This feeling lasted until he came home from get off work at night.The house was silent, and there was neither a lamp specially left for him nor a cup of sober tea.This home seems to be the same as before, but it seems that something has changed.

Duan Mingxu has already moved away.

Rong Xuan suppressed the sense of loss and strangeness in his heart.After pausing, he opened his and Duan Mingxu's bedroom.

Sure enough, the sheets and quilts had been replaced with new ones, Duan Mingxu's place in the closet was also empty, and there was a toothbrush missing in the bathroom.Everything that belonged to Duan Mingxu disappeared.The furnishings of this room are still the same as before Duan Mingxu lived in.During the two years, the atmosphere and habits of the house more or less carried the shadow of Duan Mingxu in it.

Rong Xuan didn't feel it when Duan Mingxu was there, but now that he's gone, this feeling suddenly appeared, like a sprout in spring, growing rapidly.The shocked Rong Xuan was caught off guard.

Tonight, Rong Xuan was lying on that big bed alone, and unexpectedly lost sleep.He stretched out his hand and grabbed the pillow Duan Mingxu was leaning against and hugged him in his arms, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Duan Mingxu, I actually... really... miss you so much.

Duan Mingxu went to City C.

That's where he went to college.For four years in college, Duan Mingxu received a scholarship every year, plus the money he earned from part-time jobs, and the property left to him by his mother Mei Juan, he bought a small apartment in City C.

One bedroom and one living room, just right, is a cabin that can accommodate two people.He likes City C very much, and once thought that he and Rongxuan... would make a home here.But...that was just his extravagant wish.

The house has not been lived in for a long time, so it has accumulated some dust.After Duan Mingxu simply cleaned it, he was already too tired to straighten up.Duan Mingxu propped up his waist and slowly sat on the sofa, beating his sore waist slightly.

Probably because his heart was tired and his body was even more tired, Duan Mingxu just leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

Duan Mingxu was kicked awake by the child.The older the month, the more violent the child is, often kicking him so much that he can't speak for a long time.

"Uh..." Duan Mingxu groaned, and opened his eyes only to find that it was daylight.He just slept on the sofa all night.The cramped sofa is not comfortable for the stomach, and it is no wonder that the child will be fussy.

Duan Mingxu put one hand on his abdomen to comfort the child in circles, and rubbed his lower back a little harder with the other hand.After getting more comfortable, I stood up with difficulty supporting my waist, but fell back because of fatigue.This time it hit the stomach, and a dull pain came from the lower abdomen, Duan Mingxu only dared to press weakly, and touched it worriedly, counting it as comfort.

"Hmm...it hurts so much, baby, be good, dad is very uncomfortable." As soon as he spoke, he realized that his voice was already hoarse, and his body was also a little chilly.Duan Mingxu got up again, struggled to stabilize his figure, and moved towards the bedroom in a nonchalant manner.

As soon as his body touched the quilt, Duan Mingxu fell into a deep sleep.Even the child's fussiness did not wake him up.

15:00 pm

Duan Mingxu was woken up by the sharp pain in his stomach.The child's abnormal movement made him flustered.Duan Mingxu touched his forehead, it was very hot.

He has a fever.

Duan Mingxu got up in a panic, barely endured the dizziness, put on his clothes awkwardly, took the key and went out to go to the hospital.

Duan Mingxu had a severe fever, his legs and feet were weak, and he could hardly support his heavy body.

Hospital

There were no more beds, so Duan Mingxu could only sit and infuse.In the empty corridor, only two or three people were infusing, and it was extremely deserted.Duan Mingxu was already chilled by the cold wind blowing in late autumn, but now it's even worse.

Duan Mingxu shrank his body, tightened his clothes, propped his forehead wearily, and stared blankly at the white walls of the hospital.The girl next to the infusion was greeted by her boyfriend, which was in stark contrast to his solitude.Duan Mingxu laughed at himself, wasn't he also alone before?Why are you being hypocritical?

Maybe it's because illness makes people vulnerable.But there was still some loneliness in his eyes.After all, everyone wants to be loved.

At this moment, Duan Mingxu misses Rong Xuan very much.Want to be held in his arms, want to be cared by him.As soon as these thoughts popped up, they were rejected by Duan Mingxu.

What do you want him to do?He doesn't like you, Duan Mingxu.

And the office of Rongxuan of the Rong Group is also tense now, with a somewhat tense posture inside.

The author says:

Ask the starfish to mess with it!Mr. Rong's journey of chasing his wife will begin soon!