12dz Chapter 327 I will always be with you
Chapter 327 I will always be with you
Jinyang Villa is like a gorgeous castle, emitting a soft and bright light in the night, and the bright lights illuminate the surrounding gardens.
Inside the villa, Mu Huiying stood alone on the balcony, looking a little lonely yet revealing a sense of stubbornness.
Her hands were clasped tightly in front of her, her fingers unconsciously twisting the corners of her clothes, and her eyes were fixed on the road that her son Mu Xiaoji must take every day when he comes home from get off work, her eyes full of worry and expectation.
The watery moonlight poured down, gently wrapping the entire floor in a silvery glow, adding a touch of tranquility and softness to the tense atmosphere.
The breeze blew gently, blowing up a few strands of hair on Mu Huiying's forehead, but she was unaware of it. She just stood there quietly, like a watchful statue, and time passed slowly as she waited.
A long time passed, and Mu Xiaoji still did not appear at the end of the road.
A hint of anxiety and loss gradually emerged in Mu Huiying's eyes. She sighed slightly and her shoulders slumped.
At this time, Dean Guo came over with steady steps. His eyes were full of care and concern. He held a thick coat in his hand and walked gently to Mu Huiying's side.
"Huiying, it's cold at night, don't catch a cold." Dean Guo's voice was low and gentle, like the breeze in the night. He gently put his coat on Mu Huiying's shoulders, his actions full of thoughtfulness and care.
Mu Huiying turned her head slightly and glanced at Dean Guo. A hint of gratitude flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by worry about her son.
"Why hasn't he come back yet? This child is really worrying." There was a hint of fatigue and helplessness in her voice.
Dean Guo patted Mu Huiying's shoulder gently and comforted her, "Go back to sleep. Little Guitar has a stubborn temper. We watched him grow up. If you knew, the person who can change his will has probably not been born yet!" His eyes revealed his understanding and tolerance of Mu Xiaoji's character.
When Mu Huiying heard this, her brows frowned slightly, and a hint of dissatisfaction and anger appeared on her face: "Why wasn't he born? Wasn't that brat the one? Otherwise, Xiaoji was such a good child, but after meeting him he would have become what he is today." Although there was blame in her words, there was more of heartache and helplessness about her son's changes.
Dean Guo shook his head slightly, revealing a bitter smile: "Alright, alright, go back and rest, don't get angry with yourself! You also know that we can't beat him, rather than being incompatible, it's better to treat each other with respect."
After saying that, he gently put his arm around Mu Huiying, his movements gentle but firm, and turned with her and slowly walked towards the big white bed in the room.
The two walked to the bedside, and Dean Guo gently comforted Mu Huiying to sit down, then turned and walked to the table beside her and picked up a cup of hot milk that had been prepared.
The aroma of hot milk filled the air, adding a touch of warmth to the cold room.
"I've heated up a cup of hot milk for you, drink it and go to bed early! Put aside the things you can't figure out. Do what you can't do today tomorrow. Don't rush anything."
Dean Guo's voice was still gentle. He handed the hot milk to Mu Huiying, his eyes full of encouragement and comfort.
Mu Huiying took the hot milk, held the cup tightly with both hands, and felt the warmth spreading from her palms to her whole body.
She lowered her head slightly and looked at the steam rising from the cup. The anxiety in her heart seemed to gradually dissipate along with the steam.
She knew that what Dean Guo said was right. There was no point in rushing some things. One could only wait and see and change slowly.
The room fell into silence, with only the sound of gentle breathing and the rising steam of hot milk.
Mu Huiying leaned against the head of the bed, still looking out the window with somewhat empty eyes. The hot milk in her hands gradually cooled down, but her thoughts still lingered on her son, and she could not calm down for a long time.
Dean Guo sat on a chair beside the bed, quietly accompanying her, giving her support and strength in his own way, waiting for the long night to pass and for a new day to come. Perhaps then, everything would be different.
In the office of Renxin Hospital filled with the smell of disinfectant and a quiet atmosphere, Mu Xiaoji slumped powerlessly on the sofa.
His left hand was placed softly on his forehead, as if he was trying to hide the helplessness that was surging like a tide from the depths of his heart, or as if he was desperately searching for the unreachable other side in the confused fog under the dim light.
His face looked a little haggard, with his brows tightly furrowed. Even in his sleep he couldn't relax, as if he was entangled in countless troubles.
At this moment, Jiang Chengyu slowly pushed open the office door like a gentle breeze.
His movements were slow and cautious, for fear of disturbing the tranquility of the room.
When he glanced over, he saw Mu Xiaoji curled up on the sofa and sleeping.
Jiang Chengyu's eyes instantly became extremely gentle, just like the ice-breaking lake water in spring, rippling with layers of love.
It seemed as if the entire space was filled with this indissoluble sweet emotion, dispelling the original coldness and loneliness of the hospital office.
He first took off his clean white coat carefully, and hung it gently on the hanger behind the desk as if it were a rare treasure.
Then, he lightened his footsteps and slowly approached Mu Xiaoji, one step at a time. Every step seemed to be stepping on soft clouds, silently and soundlessly.
Finally, he squatted down beside Mu Xiaoji, his movements as gentle as if he was protecting a flower that was about to wither.
Mu Xiaoji's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he gradually woke up from his sleep. He slowly opened his eyes, a little dazed for a moment, and when his vision focused, he met Jiang Chengyu's tender and affectionate eyes.
Jiang Chengyu raised the corners of his mouth, outlining a gentle arc, and said softly: "Xiao Ji, I'm sorry; I kept you waiting for a long time. Are you tired? I'm done, I'll carry you home to rest!"
The voice was as gentle as the most delicate breeze in the night sky, blowing through Mu Xiaoji's heart.
Mu Xiaoji sat up, with a hint of anger and distress in his eyes: "Little monster, why didn't you tell me clearly that you couldn't go home?"
Jiang Chengyu coughed lightly, trying to hide the subtle helplessness deep in his heart: "Mom is angry, let her calm down, everything will disappear after she figures it out after a while."
His eyes revealed his expectations for the future. Although the current situation was somewhat difficult, he still firmly believed that everything would get better.
A trace of guilt flashed in Mu Xiaoji's eyes. He reached out and gently held Jiang Chengyu's hand: "I'm sorry for wronging you, little monster. I am the one who should say sorry."
Jiang Chengyu shook his head, stretched out his slender index finger, and gently pressed it against Mu Xiaoji's thin lips, stopping him from saying the following words:
"Xiao Ji, there is no need to be fussy about these things; what is important is that the people we love are not hurt, and that our family lives in harmony and smiles often.
Although I can't get into the house, you can! We go home together every day after get off work, so it doesn't matter if you have a key or not."
His eyes were full of determination and affection, as if at this moment, the whole world only had the two of them, and all other difficulties became insignificant.
The lights in the office were still dim, but around these two people, they seemed to be surrounded by a warm and bright halo.
Jiang Chengyu stood tall and agile. He slowly bent down and gently reached under Mu Xiaoji's body with his long and powerful arms.
His movements were cautious, as if he was holding the most precious and fragile treasure in the world.
With a slight force in his arms, he steadily carried Mu Xiaoji off the sofa. His chest was firm and warm, allowing Mu Xiaoji to clearly feel his steady heartbeat.
Jiang Chengyu adjusted his posture and prepared to walk towards the office door, taking every step firmly and cautiously, for fear of disturbing Mu Xiaoji.
Mu Xiaoji raised his head slightly, looked at Jiang Chengyu's sharp chin, and said softly: "It's too late now, let's not go back, let's go inside and rest!"
His voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, with a hint of laziness and nostalgia, softly echoing in the quiet office.
Jiang Chengyu looked down at the lover in his arms, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a brilliant smile bloomed. That smile was like the brightest star in the night sky: "Okay, wherever Xiaoji is, there is my home. There is no need to worry about the past. We should cherish the present."
Mu Xiaoji looked at Jiang Chengyu's happy face, his heart full of love. He stretched out his hand and gently pinched Jiang Chengyu's high nose wing lovingly.
Jiang Chengyu's heart was warmed by this sudden intimate gesture, and the smile on his face became even brighter. He turned slightly sideways, holding Mu Xiaoji and walked straight towards the inner room.
Mu Xiaoji raised his hand and pressed it lightly, and the door of the inner room quietly opened. He reached out and fumbled for the switch at the entrance. With a light "click", the soft light instantly filled the entire room, dispelling the slight uneasiness brought by the darkness.
Jiang Chengyu walked steadily to the bedside and gently placed Mu Xiaoji on the bed. His movements were like placing a rare treasure, full of cherishment and care.
Mu Xiaoji hooked his hands around Jiang Chengyu's neck, a trace of worry in his eyes, and said softly: "Little monster, shall I give you a comprehensive checkup tomorrow?"
When Jiang Chengyu heard this, the smile on his face froze instantly, replaced by a trace of uneasiness. He quickly asked, "I'm fine, why are you giving me a full checkup?"
Mu Xiaoji sat up, held Jiang Chengyu's hands with both hands, and said seriously: "Do you know why you always wake up on the sofa recently?"
Jiang Chengyu shook his head subconsciously, his eyes full of doubts: "I don't know."
Mu Xiaoji frowned slightly, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes: "Because you went there by yourself, and hummed a song for no apparent reason."
A trace of panic flashed across Jiang Chengyu's face for an instant. It was a fear of the unknown and a worry about things that he could not control.
But he quickly adjusted his mentality, forced a smile, and said, "Really? Could it be that I am too excited and my brain didn't get the rest it should have, so this happened?"
Mu Xiaoji looked at Jiang Chengyu with a firm and concerned look in his eyes: "Little Monster, have you ever heard of sleepwalking? I think you have sleepwalking."
Jiang Chengyu widened his eyes, with an expression of disbelief on his face: "No way, Xiaoji, sleepwalking is a kind of..."
"Sleepwalking, also known as sleepwalking, is a complex behavioral disorder that occurs during sleep."
Mu Xiaoji interrupted Jiang Chengyu and began to explain in detail, "Its cause has not yet been fully clarified, but there are currently many theories.
From a physiological perspective, an imbalance in the brain's neurotransmitters may be an important factor.
For example, abnormal fluctuations in neurotransmitters such as serotonin and dopamine may affect the brain's regulation of sleep stages, leading to incomplete wakefulness during deep sleep and causing sleepwalking behavior. "
As Mu Xiaoji spoke, he gently stroked the back of Jiang Chengyu's hand, trying to calm him down.
"Psychological factors should not be ignored. Excessive stress, anxiety, fatigue or mental trauma may all be triggers of sleepwalking.
Just like you recently, because of your mother's matter, you must have been under a lot of pressure, which may be one of the reasons for your sleepwalking."
Mu Xiaoji's eyes were filled with heartache. He looked at Jiang Chengyu and continued, "Moreover, changes in the sleeping environment and irregular work and rest schedules may also increase the chances of sleepwalking.
Hospital work is hard, and you often work overtime and stay up late. These bad habits may affect your sleep quality without you realizing it. "
Jiang Chengyu listened quietly, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn.
He realized that his recent condition might not be as good as he had imagined, and Mu Xiaoji's concerns were not unreasonable.
He gently held Mu Xiaoji's hand and said, "Xiaoji, I know you are doing this for my own good, so I will listen to you and do a comprehensive check-up tomorrow.
No matter what the outcome is, as long as you are by my side, I am not afraid of anything."
Mu Xiaoji nodded slightly, tears flashing in his eyes: "Well, I will always be with you."
Outside the window, the night is deep, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually fades away, and the two people in the house hug each other tightly. Under this warm light, their love and worry for each other are intertwined.
Let's face this unknown health risk together and hope that tomorrow's examination will bring good results so that their lives can return to peace and happiness.