Father lost his head and looked for the keys, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't find them. He took out his mobile phone and called an ambulance.

Seeing that it would be too late, I pressed my mother away with pursed lips, pulled Beiyan over and let him sit on my lap facing forward, then made a fist with one hand and pressed my thumb against his upper abdomen, Grab your wrist with your hand and squeeze up quickly and firmly.

Using the air left in the lungs to form an airflow, Beiyan spit it out with a "wow" in just two strokes. Food scraps fell onto my hands and body along the front of his clothes, and the broccoli that almost killed him was also among them.

No longer stuck in the trachea by the foreign object, he took a deep breath and fell down softly. He was firmly caught by his mother, who hugged him into his arms and kept kissing.

"How is it? How's it going?" Father hurriedly ran over with his mobile phone in hand, his face was no better than Beiyan's.

I took a tissue on the table and wiped my hands. Seeing that Bei Yan was crying so hard, I said, "It shouldn't be a big problem. If you are worried, you can go to the hospital again."

Father was stunned for a moment, covered his heart and breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained the situation to the operator on the other end of the phone, asking them not to call for an ambulance.

After eating like this, no one is in the mood to continue. Father was busy changing Beiyan's clothes and taking a bath, while mother picked up the scraps on the table.

I wiped the stain off my pants with a paper towel and washed my hands in front of the sink, but the sticky feeling lingered and made me nauseous.

"Thanks to you just now." My mother put a stack of tableware into the sink, and she has completely returned to her previous appearance. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I didn't know she would have lost control like that.

"He's my brother, can I watch him die?" I said softly, wiped the water droplets off my hands, threw the tissue into the trash can, and decided to leave after seeing Beiyan.

"Your pants..." My mother suddenly stopped me, glanced over a watermark on my knee and said, "Do you want to ask your father to change it for you?"

Fingertips contracted slightly, I shook my head and declined her kindness.

She didn't insist any longer, turned on the faucet, turned her back on me and started washing the dishes. Everything we can say is over.

Bei Yan's life and death took a lot of time and energy. After taking a shower, he felt a little shriveled, and huddled naked under the quilt, looking very tired.

"Does it still hurt?" I asked.

"It's not uncomfortable anymore. Brother, you are really amazing. If it weren't for you, I would have almost died." Maybe because he had just vomited, his voice is still a little hoarse now, no longer as clear as a young man, and his small round face still has a smile on his face. some pale.

I tucked the quilt for him and said, "I will pay more attention to what I eat in the future. Mom and Dad are getting old. If something happens to you, they can't stand it."

Bei Yan pouted, and said "um" in a low voice.

I saw that he was all right and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped me mysteriously and said in a low voice, "Brother, is the puppy okay?"

Glancing at the door, I showed him the recent photo of the puppy sent to me by Dr. He on my phone.

"The recovery is good, but the fracture is not so easy to heal, and it needs to be raised again."

"That's great..." Bei Yan looked at the photos back and forth several times before returning the phone to me and whispering, "Brother, thank you."

My heart softened, revealing the first sincere smile of the night. Touching his head, saying goodbye to him, he turned and walked out the door.

When my father saw that I was leaving, he took the initiative to take me downstairs.

The two of them didn't speak all the way, and before I left, he finally couldn't help but say: "Beijing, someone introduced a girl to your mother a while ago, she is in her twenties, and she is very good in all aspects, except for the lack of education. I'm tall, my hands are a little disabled..."

I thought that Beiyan's accident was the worst thing in this family banquet, but it turned out to be just the tip of the iceberg.

I suppressed my irritability and interrupted him: "I'm like this, you want me to get married?"

Father opened his mouth, seemed offended by my attitude, and his expression sank.

"The girl on the other side also agreed, she knows... about your situation, you want your child to be a test-tube baby in the future. Your mother and I both think the other side is good and suitable for you. You are thirty-two, so you should also consider it. future."

This is so funny.

I, the client, didn't know anything about it, and they even reached the point of discussing marriage with the woman, and they even thought about how their children would be born in the future.

In the chest cavity seems to be condensed with a mass of ice-bound fire, wanting to burn everything, burn everything, but weak and unable to burn through the surrounding ice wall. I can only watch myself being consumed to death a little bit, living a lifeless life, and staying safe.

"Are you asking for my opinion now, or are you just notifying me?"

"North mustard, we are also for your own good."

I gave a short "ha" and said with a cold face: "Thank you, but no need, I live very well by myself." After saying this, I didn't look at him, and left quickly.

After returning home and taking a shower, I wanted to drink some wine and watch a movie before taking a break, but before that, I received a phone call from Shang Muxiao, which disrupted all my bedtime plans.

"It's only eight o'clock, you're not sleeping, right?" There was a faint sound of music from his side, and there was no other sound after that.

"No."

"I'm at the bar, are you coming? I'll treat you to a drink."

Grabbing the glass from the cupboard, I said, "I don't like crowded places, and if I go there I'll have to drive myself, and I won't be able to drink."

He smiled lowly: "It's not that kind of nightclub, people are rarely very quiet. You can't drink, I can invite you to drink juice."

I'm really tired today and I've already taken a shower. Drinking can be done anywhere, and I can do it at home without having to travel all the way to drink juice. Besides, why should I be called by him? Me and him are just...

"Teacher." He specially lengthened the end and called me in a voice wrapped in honey, "Come on, I'll sing for you."

My thoughts suddenly got stuck, and there was some poor contact.