This parent is a bit cold

Chapter 10 Strange Tracks

There was an inexplicable sadness in Ling Mo's heart. The distance seems to be far and close, and the feeling of invisibility is really bad.

Whether it's Ji Ming's meaning or Ling Jie's concern, it doesn't matter anymore.

Their family of three, to themselves, is just a student family.No matter how much she thinks about it, so what, even if Ji Ming gives alms and cares, so what...

The affection is different, these good intentions and concerns are nothing more than rubbing salt in the wound.

Ling Mo was in a daze in front of Ji Ming's tent until Ling Siji's voice sounded, "Teacher, the stars are so beautiful there, let's go and see together."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ling Mo coughed uncontrollably, she hurriedly put on a mask, and kept a distance of one meter from Ling Siji, "Siji, the teacher is a little uncomfortable, I have to go to rest first, time It's getting late, you should go to bed early too."

"But..."

"Good boy." Ling Mo gestured a heart to Ling Siji with his thumb and index finger, and Ling Siji threw the heart back with a smile on his face.

The wind and cold were blowing into his bones, and Ling Mo's speech had a distinct nasal sound.She couldn't help shivering, and walked away without looking back, without noticing that Ji Ming's eyes were following her.

The world in the astronomical realm is full of stars, but in the night sky visible to the naked eye, there are very few stars, and at a glance, it is full of darkness.

Ling Mo curled up in the icy world, sometimes surrounded by fire, sometimes surrounded by glaciers, she was deeply trapped in the double sky of ice and fire, struggling to death.

"Momo, are you asleep?" Zhang Wen couldn't let go, and it was only 09:30 when Ling Mo stopped moving.

No one answered, Zhang Wen directly opened the tent door and found Ling Mo huddled in a ball, trembling.

"Momo?" She crawled in and pulled the sleeping bag lightly, Ling Mo seemed unconscious.

Zhang Wen hurriedly probed her forehead, "It's so hot!"

It's terrible, and it really didn't survive the sudden drop in temperature.

At the beginning, she was somewhat against camping on the top of the mountain. After all, Ling Mo's body was too fragile. He would catch a cold when the season changed, and he would have a high fever when he got a bit of wind and cold.

She didn't think carefully about bringing a thermometer and medicine, what should I do if it's burned like this?

It's impossible for Gao Feng, a rough man, to carry these things. What should I do? What should I do?Zhang Wen was so anxious that she suddenly thought that maybe some parents would habitually prepare these for their children.

She decided to try it.

The weather was cold, and most parents had already got into the tent to read bedtime stories or chat with their children. Only Ji Ming stood tall and tall, standing alone under the moon, looking up at the night sky, not knowing what to think.

Zhang Wen knew the story between her and Ling Mo, but she couldn't explain it clearly, and pretended not to know, she called, "Mother Four Seasons."

Ji Ming came back to her senses, her eyes were deeply saddened, this look made Zhang Wen feel a little distressed.

She didn't seem to have time to change her mood, and asked lightly: "Teacher Wenwen, what's the matter?"

"Um, do you have a thermometer or cold medicine with you?"

Ji Ming was startled, didn't speak, just walked to the luggage silently, and found a mini medicine box, which contained a thermometer, cold medicine, antipyretics, anti-inflammatory medicines, and bandages.

"Hurry up and take it." She didn't ask any more questions, and Zhang Wen didn't have time to explain. After thanking her repeatedly, she took the medicine box and left.

Ji Ming involuntarily followed for a few steps, then stopped again.She saw Zhang Wen entered Ling Mo's tent, and even Gao Feng was waiting for help, she thought she was really sick.

How long did it take to get sick again.

Her physique is worse than when she was in school.

Ji Ming was pacing on the spot, the cold wind blowing into her heart through her clothes, she wrapped her shawl tightly, and looked down to see her figure, which was facing Ling Mo's direction, stretched thin by the moonlight.

Despite being so close, she couldn't reach it.

Ling Siji used to listen to Ji Ming read a bedtime story before going to bed, and after Ji Ming put the child to sleep, he came out again.She didn't put the floor mat returned by Ling Mo into the tent, but put it next to a maple tree. That was the angle where Ling Mo's tent could be seen. Ji Ming sat there all night wearing a coat.

She has seen the night scene at one o'clock in the morning, seen the night road at two o'clock in the morning, listened to the radio station at three o'clock in the morning, walked through the park at four o'clock in the morning, enjoyed the sunrise on the top of the mountain at five o'clock in the morning, and six o'clock in the morning, which is today, The figure of Ling Mo getting up.

There is probably nothing more beautiful than the scenery at six o'clock.

After sweating all over at night, when he woke up again, Ling Mo was refreshed except for some aches in his bones.Every time after a high fever, she felt that she had died once and then came back to life.

"Where did you get this medicine box?" She was usually a little forgetful, and she had clearly packed the medicine box before going out, but she just forgot to take it.

"Ji Ming's."

Ling Mo asked in surprise, "Did she send it, or did you ask for it?" She seemed to be expecting something.

Zhang Wen glared at her angrily: "What do you mean, if I didn't pay attention and found out that you have a high fever, you would have become a barbecue."

"Oh, then you can return it for me, and thank her for me."

"Pay it back yourself! You two..."

Ling Mo clasped his hands together and said pitifully, "Please, please, Wenwen."

"Okay, okay, I don't know what you think."

"Thank you."

She didn't want to face Ji Ming like this, and she didn't know how to cheer up her depressed heart.In the past, looking for Ji Ming was her tight string, but now the string is broken, her life is like a fluttering kite, she doesn't know where to fly, and she doesn't know where to land, and the front is confused.

On the second day of the autumn camp, we mainly visited the maple garden, made maple leaves by hand, and took pictures as souvenirs. Then all the families stopped at the zoo at the foot of the mountain, and the two-day trip ended.

Organizing extracurricular activities is more tiring than teaching at school. Although Ling Mo's fever did not recur, it also caused stomach problems.In the past two days, her diet was irregular and casual, which caused her stomach pain, but she ran out of stomach medicine at home.

She wanted to carry it through, but she fell asleep and woke up from the pain.

If she doesn't take the medicine and needs to ask for leave tomorrow, she, a sick child, can't miss school all the time.Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and got up, ready to stock up on some medicine and come back.

Living alone is like this, sleeping when you are tired, and taking medicine when you are sick.

Ling Mo can't count how long such days have passed, day after day, watching such nights, thinking about Ji Ming, and thinking about the future.

Now, there is nothing left, and life returns to zero.

The pharmacy downstairs closed early today, and Ling Mo went to the pharmacy in the next neighborhood despite his discomfort. Fortunately, the medicines he was short of were available here.She bought double the amount of all her daily medicines, and she might need them again soon anyway.

When passing the gate of the community with the medicine bag in hand, Ling Mo bumped into Ling Jie.She subconsciously dodged to the side, only to see Ling Jie walk to the pedestrian entrance of the complex, and directly swipe his card to get in. The security guard saluted him respectfully when he saw him.

what happened?What is Ling Jie doing here so late?This is a mid-to-high-end community, most of them are owners, and there are very few tenants. Ling Jie once said that they have two apartments, the parents' apartment is on the east side of the school, and Ji Ming's apartment is on the west side. So where is this?

Could it be that Ling Jie hides her beauty in a golden house? ? ?

No, no, with Ji Ming's character, how could he allow his partner to go to a friend's house or a relative's house like this?But it's already eleven o'clock, isn't it too strange?

Ling Mo was stupid for a moment, but he didn't leave, he wanted to wait and see if Ling Jie would come out.

This wait is an hour.

The midnight clock in the urban area rang, but Ling Jie was not seen coming out again.

Thinking of Ling Siji saying that his father never came back from meetings, thinking of the word "divorce" on the household registration book, thinking of Ling Jie's faltering answers, thinking of Ji Ming's concern for him.

Ling Mo's heart revived again.

But she was afraid that all this would be nothing but joy, after all, no one else could know the truth of the marriage except the parties involved.

She couldn't make wild guesses just because she saw Ling Jie going out in the middle of the night and not coming home.

Be sober, Ling Mo warned himself, and reminded himself repeatedly, don't expect extravagantly.

Maybe it was because the broken string was too difficult to connect, Ling Mo immediately lost to his own wild imagination.

It's just that once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will take root and sprout until they grow into towering trees.

This suspicion disturbed Ling Mo's thoughts, and made her unable to sleep well all night. She opened WeChat, clicked on Ji Ming's dialog box and closed it again, tossing back and forth several times.She even found Ji Ming's phone number, staring at the string of numbers, just in a daze, not daring to dial.

Coward, Ling Mo threw the phone beside the pillow in disgust, and fell asleep.

Ji Ming's study

The color printer is printing out the photos of the mobile phone bit by bit. Ji Ming's eyes are fixed on the person in the photo, and she is playing with the ring in her hand. When Ling Mo's smiling face appears, she can't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Six photos were placed flat on the table, each with Ling Mo.No matter how beautiful the notes are, they are not as beautiful as Ling Mo playing the harmonica.

Ji Ming always remembered the sound of the piano, and it echoed in her heart for countless days and nights.

She pressed the ring on the photo, and under the light, the words engraved on the inner circle of the ring could be vaguely seen.

She lay on the table, staring blankly at the ring and the photo, her eyes gradually dimmed.Is the present a false reality, or a dream where the age cannot be distinguished?

She is confused.

After meeting Ling Mo, he seemed to be still stuck, but seeing the four seasons, he clearly knew what reality was.

I don't know what happened to this sick princess?

Ji Ming clicked on Moments, looking for Ling Mo's update.

Nothing, she used to like to share her life status, but this time she didn't post anything.

She clicked on the dialog box again and typed "Are you feeling better?"

After typing, the input box became a freeze-frame image, the phone screen went black and then bright, and then went black again, and the last sentence was finally cleared.

She put the photos and the ring into the drawer, walked out the window and took another look at Jingjiang apartment, preparing to rest.

The ringtone of her mobile phone dispelled her drowsiness.

Ji Ming walked to the desk and took a look at the incoming call. The note was: MM, the abbreviation of Momo Pinyin.

She wanted to answer, but hesitated when she pressed the button.