When Ling Huaan came back from the hospital, he was always a little restless. Although the people gathered at the entrance of the hospital had been dispersed, standing at the door and looking at the hospital, he always felt that something bad was brewing.
"Buzzing", the phone rang, and after listening to the number announced by the voice, Ling Huaan clicked the answer button without hesitation.
"Hello, is that Mr. Ling?" Ma Donghai's voice came from the receiver.
"It's me, Mr. Ma called me for something?"
"Mr. Ling, I want to see my son, I don't know it's inconvenient for you." Ma Donghai's tone was pleading.
"Convenient, come on, I'll send you the location, and I have something to ask you." Ling Huaan agreed very readily.
"Thank you, Mr. Ling, I'll go there right away."
After hanging up the phone, Ling Huaan sent Ma Donghai the location with the help of Ma Xiaohan.
About half an hour later, there was a knock on the door, Ling Huaan got up and opened the door.
Ma Donghai at the door quickly greeted him and said, "Mr. Ling, I'm sorry to disturb you."
Although Ling Huaan could not see, but his hearing was keen, and the sound of breathing at the door was obviously two. He asked bluntly: "Who is this next to me?"
Ma Donghai said hurriedly, "Oh, I forgot to introduce her. She is my lover, Hanhan's mother, Qiao Hui. Qiao Hui, this is Mr. Ling."
"Hello, Mr. Ling, I'm Han Han's mother." Qiao Hui's voice sounded hoarse, as if she had cried not long ago.
Ling Huaan glanced at Ma Xiaohan beside him and saw him staring in Qiao Hui's direction in a daze.
"Thank you, Mr. Ling." Ma Donghai and Qiao Hui walked in one after another.
Ling Huaan closed the door, walked straight to the sofa, and said, "You two, please take a seat."
Ma Donghai and Qiao Hui responded respectively, sat down, and put the things in their hands on the coffee table.
Ling Huaan groped for tea, Ma Donghai quickly stood up and stopped, "Mr. Ling, don't be busy, we are not thirsty."
Ling Huaan smiled and said, "It's a guest, it's basic courtesy, the two of you will wait."
If it wasn't for the fact that Ling Huaan couldn't see, no one would have noticed that he was blind with his skill in making tea. He was able to do this, first, because this was his home, and things were placed in very fixed positions; second, after years of exercise, it had almost become his subconscious reflection; third, there was Ma Xiaohan next to him reminding him.
He came to the sofa with the tea tray, touched the position of the teacup, took the teapot and filled it with seventy points, pushed it in front of the two of them, and said, "You two have a taste."
Qiao Hui glanced at Ma Donghai, saw that he held up the teacup, and took a sip, obviously absent-minded.
"Good tea, Mr. Ling's craftsmanship." Ma Donghai couldn't help but admire it. At first, he also held a perfunctory attitude, but the aroma of the tea was too pure, so he could not help but taste it seriously.
Ling Hua'an smiled and took a sip from the teacup. His craftsmanship came from Yan Jun, how could it be bad.
Qiao Hui said impatiently, "Mr. Ling, I want to meet Hanhan, is he there?"
Ling Huaan took out the cow's tears from his pocket, handed it to Ma Donghai, and said, "This thing is hard to get, just a drop, don't waste it."
Ma Donghai responded quickly, dripped a drop of cow's tears, wiped it on Qiao Hui's eyelids, and then dripped another drop himself. When they opened their eyes again, they saw Ma Xiaohan standing beside Ling Huaan.
"Hanhan!" Qiao Hui's eyes were wet for a moment, she stood up and walked to Ma Xiaohan's side, trying to hold him in her arms, but she was empty.
"Wife, Hanhan is a ghost now, we can only see it, we can't touch it." Ma Donghai said with red eyes.
"Hanhan." Qiao Hui's tears welled up in her eyes, and her raised hand was put down again.
Although Ma Xiaohan has not recovered his memory, but his mother and son are connected, and his closeness to Qiao Hui cannot be deceived. Looking at the tearful Qiao Hui, he was sure that this was his mother.
"Mom, don't cry..." Ma Xiaohan raised his little hand and touched Qiao Hui's face.
Qiao Hui wiped her tears with her sleeve and said, "Okay, mommy doesn't cry, mommy doesn't cry..."
She didn't cry, but Qiao Hui's tears couldn't stop flowing down. No matter how she wiped it, she couldn't wipe it clean. She choked and said, "I'm sorry, Hanhan, I'm sorry.
"Mom, don't cry, Hanhan doesn't hurt anymore, and you don't need to take medicine. Hanhan and uncle are very good together." Seeing Qiao Hui so uncomfortable, Ma Xiaohan felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't cry.
The more Ma Xiaohan said this, the more uncomfortable Qiao Hui and Ma Donghai felt. Qiao Hui broke down and cried and said, "Hanhan, I'm sorry, it's my mother's fault, it's my mother's fault, I'm not able to protect you well, I'm sorry, Even if you died, you were still... I'm sorry... "
"Mom, don't cry, I'm sorry, Hanhan made you sad."
Qiao Hui was emotionally broken, seeing Ma Xiaohan crying and speechless.
Seeing this, Ma Donghai walked to her side, embraced her body, and blamed himself: "Wife, I don't blame you, I really don't blame you, it's me who didn't protect you two, and didn't do my best to protect your husband and father. responsibility."
Seeing Ma Xiaohan looking over at a loss, Ling Huaan sighed and said, "Mr. Ma, Ms. Qiao, Xiaohan's life has ended, not only his life, but also his pain. After suffering, he, There will be a new life, you don't have to be so sad."
Ma Donghai wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Mr. Ling, flesh and blood are inseparable! Even if we know that he can be reincarnated, he still has to be separated from us in the end. How can we not be sad."
Ling Huaan nodded and said, "It's understandable that people are human. But his fate with you is all over, and it's useless for you to force it. It's better to relax and welcome a new life. After all, you are still young. I think Xiaohan also I don't want to see you feel sorry for him."
Ma Xiaohan smiled and said: "Yes, uncle is right, in fact, I wanted a sister a long time ago, but I didn't say it because you were so tired to take care of me. Mom and Dad, give me another sister, or My brother is also fine, let him stay by your side instead of me."
"Cold cold..."
Looking at Ma Xiaohan who suddenly grew up, Ma Donghai and his wife were not happy. In order to take care of him, they worked hard and faced the possibility of loss time and time again. Although they never thought of giving up, they had to say that they lived very well every day. Hard. Facing the smiling Ma Xiaohan, they suddenly felt a little relieved. Perhaps death was a relief for him who had suffered too much, and they should also let go and start a new life. But even so, they will not forgive the person who hurt Ma Xiaohan.
The family of three chatted for a long time. Ling Huaan just sat quietly on the side. Seeing that the time was almost up, he said aloud, "Mr. Ma, did you post that VB last night?"
Ma Donghai was startled, and then replied, "No. The forensic doctor only informed me that Han Han's death was suspicious, and didn't say much about the details. I only found out after watching VB."
"Who have you mentioned about Hanhan?"
Ma Donghai thought for a while and said, "I didn't talk to anyone, I just communicated with my family. When I saw Hanhan's ghost, I only told Qiao Hui, and I didn't say a word to the others."
Qiao Hui responded quickly and said, "I didn't tell anyone."
"Did anyone ask you about Xiaohan's situation yesterday?"
"Since the incident of Hanhan broke out on the Internet, many people came to my house to inquire about the situation. There were relatives and friends at home, and many strangers. Most of them were watching the fun. Qiao Hui and I were annoying, so we hid." Ma Donghai paused and said, "Oh, yes, this morning, someone called me and said that he was going to demonstrate at the gate of the hospital, and asked me to go with him. I asked who he was, he was vague, and I mumbled in my heart, so I didn't go."
Ling Huaan took out the drawer, took out a pen and paper, and said, "Mr. Ma, write down that person's number."
Ma Donghai responded, took out his mobile phone, called up the number, and wrote it down on the paper.
"Mr. Ma, if a stranger asks you about Xiaohan, or encourages you to do some drastic things, don't be impulsive and call me immediately. The police station has already figured out Xiaohan's affairs. I trust the police's ability to handle cases."
"Mr. Ling, don't worry, even if we don't trust the police, we still trust you."
"It's getting late, I won't leave the two, please come back."
Ma Donghai and Qiao Hui looked at Ma Xiaohan reluctantly, stood up and said, "Then Hanhan will trouble Mr. Ling, so let's go first."
Ling Huaan nodded, "Xiaohan is here with me, don't worry."
Qiao Hui reached out and wanted to touch Ma Xiaohan, but when she thought of his current state, she retracted her hand again, feeling very uncomfortable, but forced a smile and said, "Hanhan, you must be obedient here, if Mr. Ling is free, Dad Mommy came back to see you."
Ma Xiaohan smiled sweetly and said, "Don't worry, Mom and Dad, I will be obedient and listen to my uncle."
Qiao Hui's eyes turned red again, and she could not help crying again. She pulled Ma Donghai and hid behind him. Ma Donghai told Ma Xiaohan a few more words, looked up at Ling Huaan, and said, "Mr. Ling, let's go first."
"Mr. Ma, please keep it a secret when you see Xiaohan. I don't want anyone else to know besides you."
"Don't worry, Mr. Ling, we know what to do."
After sending the two away, the moment Ling Huaan closed the door, the smile on Ma Xiaohan's mouth disappeared, and his bright eyes dimmed. Although he won't bear those pains like before, he can't feel the love of his parents, not even a simple hug. No matter how old he is mentally, he is still a child, so his current state is normal.
Ling Huaan sighed, took out a paper talisman, chanted the incantation silently, the paper talisman ignited spontaneously, and fluttered to the ground, he touched Ma Xiaohan's head soothingly.
Ma Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ling Huaan blankly. After a while, he came back to his senses and reached out his small hand to grab Ling Huaan's sleeve. Unexpectedly, he grabbed Ling Huaan's clothes. Without any hesitation, Ma Xiaohan hugged Ling Huaan's waist, buried his small head in his arms, and began to cry.
Ling Huaan didn't speak, and gently patted his back, venting properly, which was good for purifying grievances. The reason why Ling Huaan didn't let Ma Xiaohan materialize in front of his parents was because he didn't want him to feel nostalgic for his parents anymore. After all, he was going to be reincarnated before long.