Chapter 32 Bad News

Pocket sat in the car and felt uneasy. I don't know why, the ** scene between Hua Tianxiu and Yin Wei always came to my mind and lingered. She pulled down the window impatiently and let the cold wind blow her in the evening.

Yuheng, who was beside her, heard her sigh all the way, stretched out his hand and scratched her soft short hair, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuheng's habitual action always made pocket feel at ease. She turned her face and chatted with him. However, there was always a pimple in his heart, so he took the opportunity to ask Yuheng about the ** play.

Yuheng said, "I definitely have no objection to other people's shooting. If it's you, then I don't agree."

"Do you think anyone has filmed their feelings?"

"People have feelings, not to mention that men are lower-body thinking animals, which is undeniable."

"Oh..." Pocket answered in a trage.

"Which crew wants you to do this? I'll pay for it. Please make a romantic comedy. Yuheng said half jokingly.

Pocket smiled and said, "I'm afraid I'm going to officially say goodbye to my acting career and embark on the road of no return as a host and comedian."

"Just take it as fun. If you are tired, don't forget what I said."

Yuheng's tone is always like an adult coaxing a child. In the past, when they were young, Yuheng often bullied her. However, since the family turmoil, Yuheng has matured a lot overnight. Pocket thought of Guan Meng again and thought of Director Zhang. I don't know if Yuheng heard from where Director Zhang bought Guan Meng to teach him a lesson, so Yuheng took action against Director Zhang? Pocket asked with a tentative tone, "Yuheng, do you know Director Zhang of Huali?"

"Oh, the one who had an accident recently? I've heard for a long time that this man's heart is not right, and I didn't think that retribution would come so quickly.

"Why is it at this time?" Pocket asked deliberately again.

Yuheng talked about what he had heard about Director Zhang as if nothing had happened. His tone had nothing to do with him, and the doubts in his pocket were also eliminated, but he still felt in his heart, how could it be so coincidental? However, something happened to him after the entanglement with her. In order not to cause trouble to Yu Heng, Pocket didn't ask any more questions. If he knew Director Zhang's tricks, I'm afraid the consequences would be more than that, right?

When pocket money and Yu Heng came back after buying vegetables, my mother hadn't come home yet. Thinking that her mother has been so busy in recent months that Shenlong can't see the end, as soon as she asks, she will gagged her mouth with the project, and she is suspicious. In addition, her mother quietly moved money from her passbook several times, and borrowed tens of thousands of yuan from Yuheng behind her back. Pocket felt that things were even more strange. She dialed her mother's number, but heard her mother's low voice and the dead silence around her.

Pocket listened to the phone with the help of Yuheng. Pocket never thought that there would be such a day, nor did he think about what to do when this day comes. She stood in front of the French window for a long time, and her head was blank. Yuheng gently hugged her into his arms from behind.

After a long time, Yuheng said, "If you don't want to go, you can not go."

My mother, who had made an appointment to go home for dinner tonight, received the news that Uncle Yao was critically ill in the afternoon and stayed in the hospital. For my mother, this is something to face sooner or later. For pocket and Yuheng, it was a sudden blow, which caught them off guard.

It turns out that in the past six months, my mother has been running around the hospital when she goes out early and comes back late. Yao Bo has been suffering from lung cancer for a year, and now his situation is precarious. Sister-in-law Yao and Uncle Yao have not had a long-term relationship. Her mother was afraid that Uncle Yao was sick and couldn't take care of the children. Sister-in-law Yao neglected and ran to the hospital and Yao's family from time to time to help take care of the children. With Yao's income, she can't afford the high cost of chemotherapy, which is why my mother has recently overdrawn the amount from the pocket card.

The pocket long sighed, and there was too much emotion in the breath. If you want to sort these emotions, then the most should be guilt. Yao Bo was the first housekeeper of their family. He was loyal to his father and did his best to take care of pocket when he was a child. Later, because of the change of the Yao family, Yao Bo had no choice but to leave, but he still remembered the kindness of the Shen family. Since her mother decided to let Uncle Yao raise the child, she broke off contact with Uncle Yao. She didn't want to hear about namelessness from anyone. It should be very painful during the period when Yao Bo was sick, right? However, as the person he raised, he didn't say a greeting.

What's more, it's distressed. Uncle Yao is already paralyzed, and Yao's sister-in-law doesn't know whether she can continue to care about the child's future. And mother, although she has rarely mentioned it in front of the pocket for so many years, she knows that she doesn't care about nameless for a day. Pocket can't imagine what will happen to the child who has made her suffer for so many years.

Finally, it is a real problem. She never asked about the child's living expenses. She just gave the card to her mother and acquiesced that she would handle it. Although Yao Bo's economic strength is limited, he is poor and has been raised. If there is no supporter, who will bear the future expenses?

Seeing that her face hasn't improved for a long time, Yuheng said, "Don't think about anything. Just give it to me."

Give it to Yuheng? No, she owes him too much. Pocket turned to Yuheng and said lightly, "Let's go."

Yuheng nodded. After all, it's a matter for people to rest, and it's right to go. He just doesn't want Pocket to go against his will and see people he doesn't want to see.

"Yuheng, I don't want to see him yet." Pocket said in a commanding tone.

Yuheng understood what she meant, helped her pack up the things to go out, and asked her to go downstairs first. She called back and told her aunt that she was going to the hospital, and then followed her out.

**

Night, hospital.

The pocket-sized footsteps have been stranded outside the ward for a long time, and she can't get in. She is avoiding a person. Yuheng came out of it with a solemn expression. He nodded to her and signaled that she could go in at ease.

Mom sat at the head of the bed and said nothing to the pocket. Because of the torture of illness, Yao Bo has become skinny and bloodless. He wore an oxygen mask, his arm was full of needles, and he looked tired. Mrs. Yao was not here, and she didn't see the child. Pocket knew that he had been removed by them.

Pocketly and gently put his hand on the palm of Yao Bo's thin bone, bringing him a little temperature. Yao Bo opened his eyes tiredly, and there was a light in his eyes.

"I'm sorry..." Pocket said softly.

Yao Bo raised his eyelids vigorously, dilated his pupils, and gasped, as if he had something to say. Mom didn't force it and helped him take off the oxygen mask. Because Yao Bo tried to breathe, his body trembled obviously with the breath. Pocket hurriedly put his ear close to his mouth.

"No...don't hate..." Yao Bo spit out a few words vaguely, and his body trembled more and more. He nodded astringently and said to him, "Yao Bo, don't worry..."

Yao Bo's cold hand suddenly seemed to be full of strength, grabbed the pocket, and continued to open his mouth with difficulty and said, "No...no...don't hate..."

Pocket can't hear clearly, but from Yao Bo's eyes, he also knows who he is worried about. She gently stroked Uncle Yao's chest and comforted him, "Mr. Yao, don't talk about it, don't talk about it, Uncle Yao..." With that, she helped him put on the oxygen mask again and looked at her gently.

Yao Bo gradually regained his breath, and the light flashed in his eyes dimmed. How painful should he be? I can't let her go until I die. Pocket remembered the scene of Yao Bo taking her when she was a child, and she felt sad. Yao Bo has served their family in his life. I don't know why, but my eyes are a little hot. Over the years, she has never shed tears because of her soft heart. She only cries when she is greatly wronged. Pocket took a breath and said in a brisk tone, "It seems that I haven't had dinner yet. I'm hungry. I'll find something to eat!"

Yuheng wanted to follow him from behind. He just wanted to be alone and quickly went downstairs. She rushed from more than ten floors to the garden downstairs, panting tiredly, squatting under the banyan tree and gasping for breath. Only fatigue can make people forget the pain. She kept saying, "What do you want to eat? What do you want to eat?" Only by constantly nagging can the picture just now be cleared.

A crisp boy's voice sounded in his ear: "Do you want to eat finger cookies?"

With a pocket head raised, I saw the little boy I had seen twice before, and handed the open half bag of finger biscuits to her. Pocket asked curiously, "Why is it you again?"

"I said, my grandfather is here, and I came to see him."

"Why are you alone every time I see you?"

"There was my grandmother, but she didn't like me. I found an excuse to avoid her." The little boy said and pushed the biscuit in front of her: "Would you like to eat it?"

Listening to the child's serious tone, I remembered that the child was very active. You can't talk to him as a child. Pocket said, "This cookie was also bought by your grandmother, right? How can you say that she doesn't like you?

"If you don't like it, you just don't like it. I can see it." The child doesn't think so.

What kind of child is this? Pocket said again, "If you don't like it, you can't run around. There are so many people in the hospital. What should I do if I get lost?"

"I remember the way back, and I won't get lost." After saying that, the child asked, "Why are you here? Are you also hiding from people you don't like?"

Pocket thought for a moment, yes, aren't you also avoiding your own child? She not only doesn't like him, but also hates him. She smiled and said, "That's right."

"Isn't that the same as me?"

Pocket said helplessly, "How can it be the same? I'm much more complicated than you."

The little boy listened and said thoughtfully, "I don't like grandma, but I won't hide from her every time." Don't hide when there are many people, and hide when there are two people. In this way, she won't be too sad."

"Why?"

"Otherwise she would know that I didn't like her. I know, I definitely don't like it."

The pocket was inexplicable by him. How can there be such a scheming child? She said, "I don't think your situation is easy. By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is.

"I don't have a name..." As soon as the child was about to say, the pocket phone rang. Yu Heng urged her to go up quickly on the phone. His tone was anxious that pocket had never heard before. An ominous foreboding surged into his heart, and his pocket face changed greatly in an instant. He hung up the phone and rushed up without looking back.

The child looked at her back and flew away like a wind. He stayed where he was, and said to himself in a frantic: "My name is nameless."