After Rong Ting woke up, he was still a little dazed. He sat up straight, and suddenly recalled last night that his mother had a fever. Why did he fall asleep again now? How is the mother? He quickly lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed, didn't even bother to put on his slippers, and went straight to the master bedroom.
Song Haiping stayed up all night, and the bags under his eyes became more obvious. He yawned and took his daughter's temperature. He was relieved to find that the fever had subsided.
He is so old that he still stays up late because of his daughter's fever.
When Song Yuan woke up, her lips were dry, her face was pale, and her mental state was not very good. Her eyes were dull, and she looked at the environment she was in until she saw standing beside the bed wearing a little yellow chicken pajamas with a face full of Looking at Rong Ting worriedly, she was obviously taken aback for a moment, her expression was so complicated that Rong Ting was a little confused and scared, Rong Ting called her tentatively, "Mother's queen?"
She had seen a psychiatrist before, but the experience in ancient times was too bizarre, so she also had reservations about the psychiatrist.
The psychiatrist told her that the human body has a self-protection function, and when some memories cannot be tolerated, memory loss may occur.
This needs to be treated slowly. If the situation is good, the memory may be restored immediately.
Of course, there is another situation. If something stimulates her, those forgotten memories may also resurface in her mind.
Song Yuan looked at Rong Ting, she was reluctant to blink, because she was afraid that her child would disappear after she blinked, and she was afraid that all this was just a dream of hers.
Hearing Rong Ting calling her mother, she got out of bed and squatted in front of him without thinking, and hugged him tightly in his astonished expression, as if she was afraid of losing him, hugging him very hard , She remembered everything, all the experiences in ancient times. This is her child born in October, this is her child, he was in her womb, feeling all her emotions.
When she left, he was only a little older, and he hadn't learned how to turn over yet, and he would only look at her with wide eyes. Occasionally, when she is naughty, she will blow bubbles to her.
Now that he is so big, he has become a little man when she didn't see him.
"I'm sorry..." She had just opened her mouth, her eyes were already blurred with tears, she bit her bloodless lips and repeated, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the queen mother didn't do it on purpose..."
She suddenly understood why she lost her memory. It was not because of the huge psychological trauma she had guessed before. She couldn't help herself and returned to the home she missed, but she couldn't bring the child she cared about the most. Come on, if she doesn't have amnesia, as a mother, how should she accept the fact of losing her child? How was she going to bear the fact that she would never see her child again? She's definitely going to break down.
Although Rong Ting didn't understand why she apologized to him, seeing her crying so sadly made him feel sore, he stretched out his little hand to hug her, leaned on her shoulder, and coaxed her softly, "It's okay , Queen Mother, it's all right."
I don't know how long it took, but Song Yuan was finally willing to let go of Rong Ting. When she saw Song Haiping, the tears welled up again after she saw Song Haiping. It's so uncomfortable."
In front of Rong Ting, she is her mother.
In front of her father, she is a child.
Song Haiping loves his daughter the most. Hearing her aggrieved say that she is not feeling well, he immediately became anxious, "Stop talking, clean up quickly. Dad will take you to the hospital!"
"No, I'm fine." Song Yuan didn't want her father to worry, especially since both grandparents and grandchildren looked at her with worried eyes. She hurriedly said, "I'm really fine. I don't want to go to the hospital."
After confirming that Song Yuan was really fine, Song Haiping still had lingering fears, "Don't go to the hospital for the next two days, you were like an evil person last night, tell Dad that someone jumped off the building in the People's Hospital yesterday, did you see Arrived?"
Song Yuan recalled the pool of flesh and blood yesterday, and recalled the scene of Concubine Li's self-harm, her eyes darkened, but when she raised her head again, she smiled at Song Haiping, "I just heard, no See."
"That's good." Song Haiping breathed a sigh of relief, "But I still have to ask Master to burn incense to drive away evil spirits."
Song Haiping also went to the hospital and told the old man about Song Yuan. When the old man heard that his precious granddaughter had a fever, he wished he could leave the hospital to have a look. If it wasn't for being stopped by Dr. Meng, he would have wanted to go out for a few hours .
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After Song Yuan recovered from her illness, she didn't want to lie in bed. She didn't have to go to the hospital to accompany her grandfather these two days, so she could concentrate on buying vegetables for Rong Ting and taking care of his daily life.
Now she is very dedicated, and she also has the meaning of making up for it. Rong Ting, who was overly concerned by his mother, felt something was wrong. Although the mother recovered and the fever subsided, he found that the mother's smile was not as much as before. .
The next morning, he got up very early. While his mother was still sleeping, he flipped through the recipe book in the kitchen, learned the steps of making porridge, found Huang Xiaomi in the cupboard, and moved the little one. The bench is in the kitchen. Standing on the bench, he carefully cleaned the rice, added the right amount of water as taught in the book, and finally pressed the porridge button. The corners of his lips raised unconsciously, a little proud, thinking, It's not that hard to cook. It seems that nothing can trouble him.
Encouraged by his own cooking skills, Rong Ting cooked boiled eggs out of plan. Although his mother did not let him touch the gas stove, he has observed it for a long time and knows how to use it. It should not make mistakes of.
Rong Ting broke his fingers and said: "There is millet porridge and boiled eggs. My mother likes to eat spicy food, so it's enough to get a bag of pickled mustard. En!"
When Song Yuan woke up, Rong Ting was already sitting on the chair upright, with a cute expression on his face that wanted to be praised and raised high but tried his best to hide it, he cleared his throat and said, "Mother, go Check the kitchen. There seem to be cockroaches in the kitchen."
When Song Yuan heard the word cockroach, she just raised her eyebrows. There was no fluctuation in her heart. She knew that she was finished. Being a mother is different from not being a mother. She will never go back to her girlhood. In the dormitory, she screamed in fright when she saw cockroaches in the bathroom. Now that her son said there were cockroaches, she could go to the kitchen to start a fight with no expression on her face, and wanted to publicly execute the cockroaches to avenge her son for scaring her son.
She went to the kitchen with her slippers and paper towels, but she didn't see the cockroaches, but she heard the beep beep of the rice cooker reminding her that the porridge was ready, and she also saw the boiled eggs in the milk pot. She was stunned for a moment up.
Rong Ting walked in after her, "Queen, I'm so hungry, I want to have breakfast."
Song Yuan turned around, still a little unbelievable, "You made these?"
The corners of Rong Ting's lips curled up, "Well, Queen Mother..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard his mother say: "Didn't you not be allowed to touch the gas stove, how dangerous it is, and you have to cook white water eggs, what if you are scalded by boiling water?"
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Seeing that Rong Ting didn't respond, Song Yuan still lowered her head. Although she couldn't see his expression, she could feel his upset and depressed mood.
She felt warm in her heart, and knew that he felt sorry for her when she got up in the morning and made breakfast hard. He did these things to make her happy and to let him praise her. Thinking of this, and thinking of the five years since their mother and child were separated, she stretched out her hand and touched his head, and her tone softened a lot, "Goo, thank you, I'm just worried that something will happen to you, I will be very sad, why not?" Well, the porridge you cooked today is very fragrant. It looks much better than what I usually cook."
Hearing what she said, Rong Ting's mood improved slightly, but he still puffed up and said: "Mother, don't speak against your conscience."
"I don't have it. I think the porridge my son cooks is very fragrant, and the boiled eggs are also very good!"
After waiting at the dinner table, Rong Ting looked at Song Yuan's tired expression and said in a low voice, "Queen Mother, you need to be happy."
Although he didn't know what happened, after all, the queen mother didn't tell him, but he felt that she was not that happy.
Song Yuan was stunned, squeezed the spoon in his hand, then smiled and said, "Okay."
The next day, Song Yuan was going to the hospital. She knew that her cousins were all busy. Grandpa must be alone in the hospital. She also needed to go for a walk. She would go out after the family was settled. Yes, the weather is very good this New Year's Eve. The sun is shining brightly in the first month of the year. It was only after nine o'clock in the morning. She stepped out of the elevator and walked out of the corridor. Young people are jogging in the morning, middle-aged people are walking their dogs, and some elderly people are going to practice swords in a nearby park together...
She stretched herself, breathed in the fresh air, and had a smile on her face.
It's over, those things are over, aren't they
She will always remember some people, and she will never forget some things, but if those pasts affect her current life, then when she returns home and returns to the era she is familiar with, what is the difference between being trapped in the harem?
The time in the hospital went by so fast. In the afternoon, when she came back from the hospital, she just parked the car when she saw Rong Heng at the flower bed on the first floor.
She had imagined what he looked like in modern clothes before, and imagined what he would look like with short hair, but it was only imagination.
After many years, he looks the same as when she first saw him, and it seems that he has never changed, such as his appearance and temperament, such as his personality.
Sometimes it's ridiculous to think about it. It was the first time she experienced the meaning of the word fate in him. In ancient times, she was attracted to him. In modern times, she is still attracted to him. Over the years, she has not changed. Still as silly.
It wasn't until Rong Heng came in front of her that she came back to her senses. She was surprisingly calm and even said with a normal expression: "You're here, have you eaten yet?"
Rong Heng was holding the wrapped gift in his hand, and there was a big cardboard box beside the flower bed. He felt that he hadn't seen her for a long time. In fact, it was only half a month, so he was inexplicably nervous at the moment. Get up, "Not yet."
"En. Let's eat together, Gu Gu wants to eat hot pot, and I have been talking about it for a long time."
Song Yuan walked into the residential building and pressed the elevator. Rong Heng carried the cardboard box. When he walked to the elevator door, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. Maybe it was because he hadn't seen her for a long time.
Seeing him standing at the door, Song Yuan smiled slightly, "Aren't you coming in?"