061, nightmare
Everything was like a nightmare.
The moment he fell, Tong Qiangqiang's head was stuck as if it was crashing.
Everyone's reaction was like slow motion in her eyes.
From near to far, it was Zhu Jinhua's surprise, Zhong Wenhao's hideousness, Mr. Smith's galloping, An Jinghong's stunnedness, Ah Hua's horror, and Zhong Yuanshan's arm raised towards her and Sun Xian's step towards her.
The back of his head hit the hard ground heavily, Tong Qiangqiang was paralyzed for a moment, his eyes suddenly darkened, and An Lu's sharp exclamation came from his ears.
The final consciousness is that something is constantly draining from the body.
This feeling, strange and familiar.
Strange because she had never experienced it before.
Familiar, because she seemed to be out of her body, a part of her soul was withdrawn from her body, floating in mid-air, and seeing herself lying on the ground.
The blood-filled images almost coincided with her dreams a few days earlier......
***
Zhong Ruzhen carried a fruit basket, kicked high heels, pushed the door and walked into the ward.
This is clearly a high-class ward, and unlike the usual miserable white, all that can be seen is a calming light blue: light blue curtains, light blue sheets, and light blue hospital gowns. In addition to the hospital bed, the room is equipped with furniture and appliances such as sofas, coffee tables, reclining chairs, and televisions.
Half of the windows in the ward were opened, dispelling the unpleasant smell of cold disinfectant water that is characteristic of many hospitals. In the quiet air, there was a faint fragrance of flowers, from the wooden cabinet at the head of the bed, a large bouquet of flowers inserted in a bottle.
Tong Qiangqiang, who was dressed in a light blue hospital gown, was half-lying on the bed, looking out the window, and he didn't know how long he had been in this position. Hearing the voice, she slowly turned her head. His face was white and blue, and the dark circles in his eyes were obvious, and he knew that he had not rested well.
Zhong Ruzhen gently closed the door. He walked in, put the fruit basket in his hand on the cabinet next to the bed, and then sat down on the sofa not far from the bed.
Tong Qiangqiang's gaze weakly moved away from the fruit basket, quietly slid past Zhong Ruzhen, and moved back to the window again.
Zhong Ruzhen was curious about what kind of scenery outside the window made Tong Qiangqiang so focused, and he also looked out in the direction. However, the window was facing another hospital building, and all I could see was one room window after another, which was not unusual at all.
Zhong Ruzhen retracted his gaze, thought about it, raised one side of the delicately cultivated thin eyebrows, and said in a mocking tone: "Is it necessary to do this? It's like I'm going to hang up tomorrow. β
Tong Qiangqiang did not give Zhong Ruzhen any response.
"Are you dumb?" Zhong Ruzhen felt bored and said impatiently, "Why don't you say something casually." β
When Zhong Ruzhen thought that Tong Qiangqiang would continue to be silent, he finally heard her clear voice and asked softly: "Sister Ruzhen, are you really not in pain at all?"
Zhong Ruzhen didn't react to Tong Qiangqiang's meaning for a while: "What?
After two seconds, Tong Qiangqiang added and asked again: "When the doctor took the child out of your body, did you not hurt at all......
She still maintained her original position, but her voice was still shaking.
Zhong Ruzhen stared at Tong Qiangqiang's silhouette, the cool Sen in his phoenix eyes, and immediately laughed: "I'm anesthetized." How can you feel when you're asleep?"
"Is it......" Tong Qiangqiang dragged a long voice, and his voice was quiet.
The room was quiet because of Tong Qiangqiang's silence, and it was so quiet that it was deserted. Even if the sunlight came in through the window and shone on the floor, it didn't seem to bring in any warmth.
And Tong Qiangqiang still looked out of the window motionlessly, as if he would not move for a hundred, a thousand years, or ten thousand years.
Zhong Ruzhen was particularly irritated by such a depressing atmosphere, and asked sarcastically: "It's really enough, but it's not a big deal if you don't have a child? β
"Anyway, this child was artificially conceived by you, and it brought so much turmoil to the Zhong family, and it is estimated that few people are comfortable in their hearts. It's a hundred gone, you are easy, and others are also easy. β
After the words fell, Zhong Ruzhen found that Tong Qiangqiang's shoulders shook very slightly. In the next moment, Tong Qiangqiang suddenly grabbed the quilt and covered his face, and the whole person hid in the light blue quilt, without making any movement, as if refusing to communicate with Zhong Ruzhen again.
Zhong Ruzhen frowned. Got up from the sofa and took two steps closer to the hospital bed: "Hey, I said the wrong thing, right?"
Tong Qiangqiang didn't react.
Zhong Ruzhen rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, picked up his bag angrily, and kicked his high heels to walk out. As soon as he opened the door of the ward, he unexpectedly met Mai Xiuze who was standing outside the door, and he raised his hand and stopped in mid-air, maintaining the posture of preparing to open the door.
In just a second, Zhong Ruzhen quickly closed the door again, as if he had seen a ghost.
Outside the door, Mai Xiuze hooked his lips diagonally, put his hands in his pants pockets, and walked back to a row of plastic benches at the end of the aisle.
Han Lie turned around from the window next to the plastic chair and frowned at Mai Xiuze in confusion: "Didn't you say you wanted to go in and see her?"
"There's someone else inside, I'll wait in line for a while. Mai Xiuze said nonchalantly, pulling out a note from his wallet.
He has a vending machine at hand. Mai Xiuze chose two cans of drinks, pressed the button, and the machine was immediately operational, followed by the crisp sound of change. He bent down and scooped up the change and stuffed it into his wallet, took out two more bottles of drinks, and handed one to Han Lie.
Han Lie glanced at it and didn't answer.
Mai Xiuze didn't force it either, and put it on the windowsill that separated him from Han Lie. He pulled open the tab of his can of drink, took a big sip, and then turned around, stood with his back to the window, propped his elbows back on the windowsill, turned his head to look at Han Lie, and asked, "What do you think about this?"
Han Lie asked rhetorically, "What do you think?"
Mai Xiuze snorted, his eyes revealed, "Don't knowingly pretend to give me garlic", and said: "The children of the little nephew and daughter-in-law have all fallen, you can't be a father, and my dream of being a godfather has been temporarily put on hold." β
Han Lie responded to Mai Xiuze with a roll of the eye.
Mai Xiuze suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Han Lie's chin, forcing Han Lie's face to turn around so that he could take a closer look.
The corners of Han Lie's mouth twitched faintly, and he knocked off Mai Xiuze's hand: "Use your tricks to flirt with girls on women, people who don't know think we are gay." β
Mai Xiuze turned to touch his chin and said the result of his scrutiny: "How do I feel, you are not sad or sad about the loss of your beloved son at all?"
Han Lie's eyes faded into the dark depths from an angle that Mai Xiuze couldn't see.
Without getting any answer, Mai Xiuze was silent with Han Lie for a few seconds, his face slightly solemn: "When will you stop playing unfathomable?"
"Actually, isn't there that little bit of between you and the Zhong family, what are you always hiding from me? Every time you only ask me to help, it's better not to look for me from the beginning, so that I don't have to itch every day, wondering what you are planning. β
"This little nephew and daughter-in-law, it's bad luck, but it's the Zhong family's child daughter-in-law. I understand that those who achieve great things are not informal, and those who should be used still have to be used, so I have never accused you of using her as a pawn. I'm just a little sympathetic to her little white rabbit. Look at how you are fascinated by others, and you are fascinated by you, and I am afraid that you are bent on living happily with your family of three after giving birth to a child. β
"It's good now, Zhong Wenhao ruined her for more than ten years and it wasn't enough, and in the end, she didn't even save the child. I thought so. Maybe you didn't really want this child at first, but after this time, gradually, you have feelings for this child. But I'm not sure now. β
As he spoke, Mai Xiuze kept turning the other unopened beverage can back and forth.
He paused for a few seconds, and seeing that Han Lie still didn't seem to want to respond to him, he turned to pat Han Lie on the shoulder: "Dude, no matter what you really think in your heart, you must not behave like this in front of your little nephew and daughter-in-law." Women are sensitive, especially women who like you. Don't be too confident in your ability to hide your emotions. β
"Or count me on you, at least for the last few days. Be nice to your little niece. How much she values this child, I am an outsider, can you not know? She is sad to be like this, even if you are out of pity, you are considerate and considerate of her, okay?"
After finishing speaking, Mai Xiuze stuffed the drink can into Han Lie's hand: "I'll come to see my little nephew and daughter-in-law another day at another time." Let's go first~"
Han Lie pinched the can in his hand, his eyes were like a pool of deep water, as if Mai Xiuze's exhortation did not set off the slightest ripple. After a few seconds, he moved his fingers and pulled the tab of the can he was holding.
The moment it was opened, the liquid in the can spilled out. Although Han Lie reacted quickly and quickly sent his arm away, he was inevitably splashed with some white foam on his hands, chest, and trouser legs.
Han Lie was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Mai Xiuze had tossed several times before stuffing the drink can to him.
Mai Xiuze, who had walked a few steps away, stood not far away and looked at Han Lie's embarrassment in his eyes, without hiding his triumphant expression, and waved his hand at Han Lie with a smile: "Let you pretend to be profound!"
Han Lie immediately sank his face.
Mai Xiuze continued his pace leisurely, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief for Tong Qiangqiang in his heart - with Han Lie's alertness, he could be accidentally fooled, which showed that he was somewhat distracted.
Ah Hua stepped out of the elevator and happened to meet Han Lie in the aisle. I saw that Han Lie had just thrown a bottle of cans into the trash, and the clothes on his body were obviously splashed with drinks. Asked with concern: "Mr. Han, are you okay, right?
"It's okay, I didn't pay attention. Just wash it and you're good to go. Han Lie replied lightly, and then glanced at the thermos flask that Ah Hua was holding in his hand.
"This is chicken soup stewed for Miss Tong. Ah Hua thought that Han Lie came out of Tong Qiangqiang's ward, and looked quite relieved, "Since Mr. Han has comforted Miss Tong, presumably Miss Tong will not be so sad." Then he sighed softly, "What kind of evil has you created...... If you hadn't taken those pills before, you might have fallenβ"
Halfway through speaking, she quickly realized that she had inadvertently lost her words and quickly stopped talking. Aiming at Han Lie's expression.
Han Lie looked at him for a moment, didn't say anything, and walked away.
Ah Hua carried the thermos flask and pushed open the door of the ward, Zhong Ruzhen, who was originally sitting on the sofa, stood up almost at the same time, staring at the door with a nervous expression.
Finding out that it was Ah Hua, Zhong Ruzhen breathed a sigh of relief very obviously, walked over and asked, "Did you see anyone outside before you came in?" and immediately added, "Man, is there one?"
Ah Hua replied inexplicably: "I saw Mr. Han." β
"Nothing else but him?" Zhong Ruzhen asked cautiously.
Ah Hua shook her head.
Zhong Ruzhen returned to nature at this time, carried his bag, opened the door and looked around, and was about to leave, when he suddenly remembered something, and asked in confusion: "Didn't you say that you saw the uncle?"
Ah Hua was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly glanced at Tong Qiangqiang on the hospital bed, and said, "Mr. Han soiled his clothes and went to change his clothes." β
After Zhong Ruzhen left, Ah Hua put the thermos on the cabinet next to the bed and brought out the chicken soup.
found Tong Qiangqiang sleeping with the quilt covered, Ah Hua helped her lift the quilt and reminded: "Miss Tong." Sleeping with your head covered is not good for your health. β
The purpose is Tong Qiangqiang's sleeping face full of tear stains.
Ah Hua sighed in her heart, and when she turned around, she saw Han Lie walking in at some point, looking at Tong Qiangqiang on the hospital bed, with a dark expression.
***
After Zhong Ruzhen, Mai Xiuze, An Jinghong and Mr. Smith all came to see Tong Qiangqiang, but during the three days of observation in the hospital, she almost spent time in a daze and sleeping.
When Sun Xian, who represented Zhong Yuanshan, arrived at the ward, he met Tong Qiangqiang sleeping, so he didn't stay for a while and left. Only fruits and supplements are left.
went back to Zhong Yuanshan to give back to his life, and gave feedback on Tong Qiangqiang's quiet reaction, and could only be glad that in addition to not speaking, she was at least able to eat, drink and sleep, which was relatively normal, and she did not go insane like An Lu. Zhong Yuanshan coughed, his eyes were a little far-reaching: "Three children...... It's gone......"
On the bright side, the three children have the blood of the Zhong family.
He remembered how difficult Zhong Ruzhen was born at the beginning, and even remembered that Hu Xiaoting slipped three times to have Zhong Runing and Zhong Ruchen today. Zhong Yuanshan's expression couldn't help but glooze.
Sun Xian paused for a moment and handed out a document bag: "I went to the hospital today and brought back the results of the paternity test by the way." According to your requirements. Wen Hao and the third master were compared. β
Zhong Yuanshan glanced at it. This was when Sun Xian told him that Tong Qiangqiang went to the hospital to do sheep pumping, and he asked Sun Xian to do it quietly. It was a long time ago that I wanted to find out if the child in her belly was Han Lie's, but I never had a chance. But now, is there any need to know?
"What is the result?" Zhong Yuanshan asked.
Sun Xian smiled lightly: "How dare I look first." β
Zhong Yuanshan sighed and waved his hand: "Let's put it first...... The children are gone......"
Then he asked what he was most worried about at the moment: "How is the problem of funding solved?"
Sun Xun shook his head and said, "Although you have suspended Wen Hao, he is still trying his best to make up for his mistakes." β
Zhong Yuanshan was silent, but he didn't reprimand, but closed his eyes tiredly: "Let him toss." β
Chung's Group and Mr. Smith officially terminated the contract, and on the surface they were calm as usual. However, the funds originally raised through the Piron Island cooperation project and the new projects launched have all been resolved. Han Lie and Zhong Jie were busy in the company until late every day, and whenever they took a short time to go to the ward, Tong Qiangqiang was also sleeping.
On the evening of the fourth day, Mai Xiuze was responsible for picking up Tong Qiangqiang and being discharged from the hospital.
He originally felt that he was shouldering the heavy responsibility of enlightening her, and he thought about how to use his witty humor to tease her in the car, but Tong Qiangqiang and Ah Hua sat in the back seat together, and after getting into the car, they stared out of the car window in a daze, as if the scenery outside was more attractive, and any accosting him was perfunctory with an understatement of "uh-huh" or "oh-oh".
Mai Xiuze hesitated again and again, but finally couldn't bear to ask her to force a smile. He stopped.
The scenery outside the car recedes rapidly, and the sight is a little unable to keep up with the speed of the car, which makes people feel a little headache after watching it for a long time. Tong Qiangqiang stretched out his hand and rubbed his sore temples, rolled down the car window by a third, and the oncoming wind already had a strong summer smell.
She closed her eyes and felt much more awake.
Back in the apartment, after dinner, Tong Qiangqiang sent Ah Hua away, went back to his room, and began to pack his luggage.
She didn't think Han Lie would come back soon. As a result, after a while, I suddenly heard the door open outside.
When Han Lie walked to the door of Tong Qiangqiang's room, what he saw was that she was loading her clothes into the suitcase one by one. He walked into the room, "What are you doing?"
Tong Qiangqiang's hand kept moving. said in a low voice: "I'm moving out, thank you uncle for taking care of me during this time." β
Han Lie immediately frowned, and pressed Tong Qiangqiang's suitcase: "Make it clear." β
Tong Qiangqiang lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on his toes. She tugged at her lips slightly, feeling a little sticky in her throat, and she seemed to have a lot to say in her heart, but she couldn't say it, and she didn't know where to start.
There was silence for a long time before she spat out a low sentence from her throat: "I don't need to stay here anymore." β
With that, Tong Qiangqiang walked to the wardrobe and continued to sort out his own clothes inside.
One thing was turned out coldly. Dropped on the ground.
Tong Qiangqiang squatted down to pick it up, staring at it in a daze, his eyes that were originally as clear as water darkened little by little, and he was in a trance for no reason.
From Han Lie's point of view, what he saw was Tong Qiangqiang standing motionless in front of the wardrobe, his shoulders suddenly shaking twice, and soon, the more he trembled, the more he trembled. He hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders.
But seeing that her eyes were blood-red, her eyes were already full of big tears, and her cold hands were holding small shoes woven with a pair of wool. It was only half the size of her hand, like a three-month-old child.
Tong Qiangqiang's body trembled uncontrollably, hugging the knitted shoes tightly, feeling that a piece of his heart was missing, and his heart was blowing in the wind. With a blink of his eyelashes, tears flowed out like a flood that had burst the embankment.
These are the small shoes she bought with maternity clothes when she visited the maternity store alone not long ago and bought them together with maternity clothes for the child.
She originally planned to buy wool needles and wool back, learn to knit wool by herself, and knit small shoes for the baby. Knit little hats, knit little clothes.
But now?
Nope.
Nothing left......
She can't complain about Zhong Wenhao or Zhu Jinhua.
She only blames herself.
Obviously there is a nightmare warning, obviously I feel unwell from time to time recently, I know that Zhong Wenhao and Zhu Jinhua are dangerous, why hasn't she protected him yet?
For three days, as soon as she closed her eyes, all she remembered was the scene when she was hit that day. Every detail, slowly recalled, can identify the nodes that avoided the disaster.
But that's what happened to her.
It didn't have time for any reaction to let things happen......
Now she hopes that her baby is really like Zhong Ruzhen's "life is too hard", so that she may be able to escape this catastrophe.
How can it not hurt? How can it not hurt?
That's the flesh and blood that she has been living together day and night for more than four months!
She didn't even know if he was a man or a woman, and she hadn't even seen the last of him!
She didn't make any sobbing sounds, her painful expression deeply stabbed Han Lie's eyes, circled her arms and hugged Tong Qiangqiang, and ordered in a deep voice: "Speak out! If you want to cry, cry happily!"
Tong Qiangqiang buried his whole face in his arms, and all the grievances, pains, unwillingness, and sorrow were all at this moment, like waves sweeping across her body, making her tremble.
She hugged Han Lie tightly, like a drowning person hugging a life-saving driftwood, her shoulders trembled, she whimpered, and then gradually louder, louder and louder, caressing her flat lower abdomen, letting go of her body and mind to mourn.
"Why didn't I protect him...... I could have protected him...... I shouldn't have run to the hospital at every turn...... I should have left the first time I saw Zhong Wenhao...... I should have avoided them far away...... I should have grabbed the couch in time...... I should have put my hands on the ground in time...... There are so many things I can do and why...... Why didn't I do anything...... He will hate me to death, he must hate me, why don't you protect him......"
Tong Qiangqiang choked up, spoke incoherently, cried and sobbed, out of breath, hugged Han Lie, and strangled his hands to death. It made Han Lie feel extremely difficult to breathe. He didn't move or let her go, letting her vent. He stroked her back again and again, helping her to breathe.
He felt he should say something. However, I can't say it. After more than thirty years of life, he found it particularly difficult for him to speak for the first time. In his heart, many sentences were reversed over and over, like the waves of the sea, rolling up and up, but soon falling like a low tide, and finally disappeared.
While his heart was rolling, Tong Qiangqiang's crying slowly subsided, and Han Lie brushed off all the clothes on the bed, picked up Tong Qiangqiang and put her on the bed, and let her sit on the head of the bed.
The clothes on his chest were so wet that they could drip water, and Tong Qiangqiang's eyes were swollen like walnuts, half-closed as if they couldn't be opened, and they were still sobbing irrepressibly.
Han Lie went into the bathroom, wrung a towel out with warm water, and gently helped her wipe the tears and snot off her face. Then he went out to the kitchen, warmed her a glass of milk, and after a little hesitation, added a tranquil tablet to the milk.
When he went back to the room, he forced Tong Qiangqiang to drink it. Then he took off her coat and told her to lie down. After covering her with the quilt, he lifted a hand and gently rubbed the deep dark circles under her eyes.
For three days, she seemed to be sleeping, but she never really fell asleep......
"Sleep well. Will definitely get a good night's sleep tonight and no nightmares. Han Lie murmured softly, and landed a shallow kiss on Tong Qiangqiang's forehead, and was about to leave, but his hand was suddenly grabbed.
"Don't, don't go...... Don't go anywhere...... It's here......" Tong Qiangqiang choked up, looking at Han Lie with tears in his eyes.
Her watery eyes were clearer than ever, and Han Lie could even see his reflection in her pupils. Pursing his lips, he held Tong Qiangqiang's hand. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead lightly with his cold lips: "Okay, I'm not leaving, I'm here with you." β
After the words were closed, he glanced at the vacant seat beside her, took off his coat wet with her tears, sat on the bed, and took Tong Qiangqiang in his arms.
Tong Qiangqiang pressed his face against Han Lie's warm and firm chest, and the frequency of sobbing slowly decreased, and he muttered in a low voice a little unconsciously: "You obviously said that the child can be safe and smooth...... But no...... There is no ......"
Han Lie's eyes flashed, and he was silent for a long time.
Tong Qiangqiang's eyelids couldn't stop sinking, and sleepiness gradually attacked, and finally couldn't help but close his eyes. Just when she was about to fall asleep, she heard Han Lie whispering in her ear, as if repeating what he had said before: "Our children will be safe and ...... well."
Tong Qiangqiang barely opened his eyes in a daze, and babbled in his mouth: "Uncle......"
"Huh?"
"I'll move out tomorrow......"
"Why move out?"
"Without children, the only intersection between me and you is completely broken......"
Han Lie's chin rubbed against her forehead: "Is it ......"
The two words he understated made Tong Qiangqiang sobble violently again.
Han Lie smiled lightly: "Self-righteous. β
Tong Qiangqiang's head was as heavy as a lead block, and he couldn't hear it clearly. Probably because of the lack of consciousness at the moment, and probably because of the relief of not having children. Unconsciously made her unconscious, and asked a question she had buried in her heart: "Don't you like children......?"
Han Lie tightened his grip on her weakened shoulders and replied simply without discerning emotion, "No." β
Tong Qiangqiang was so sleepy that he couldn't react to his answer, he just wanted to open his mouth to say something, and then move his lips, but he didn't have the strength to make a sound.
She only felt that the people around her seemed to be lying down with her, and a pair of arms came up from her waist and hugged her tightly. He was close to her, whispering in her ear, his breath tickling on her ear.
Tong Qiangqiang wanted to hear clearly, but his thoughts were as chaotic as a swamp. She just struggled for a while, and finally didn't hear anything and went straight to sleep.