Chapter 43: Deliverance (End)
When Wang Bing returned home from the hospital, he found that Lao Feng did not go out, but sat in the living room in a daze, and even held a phone in his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Something in the bureau?"
Looking at it from his point of view, Lao Feng's expression was very complicated, like regret, regret and maybe anger, he was a little unpredictable, so when he asked, he was cautious.
"How is Mr. Zhao?"
However, what Wang Bing didn't expect was that Lao Feng's answer was that the donkey's lips were not the horse's mouth, and it was obvious that he had already gotten the news from the phone.
"I've woken up, and the doctor said that I was too frightened, as long as I recuperate, I'll be fine."
"My daughter is far away in a foreign country, her life and death are uncertain, how can she take care of herself." Lao Feng put down the phone and glanced at him: "I still remember the first time I went to your school, it was because you had a fight with a classmate surnamed Jiang, he bullied you for having no parents, and you went up and knocked people down, but Teacher Zhao called me and taught me a hard lesson, and later I explained to him that after you were a martyr's orphan, she treated you like her own son." ā
"Han Xiaoyun, I still have a little impression of that girl, just like your sister, maybe because of this, you don't love her, but why do you want to reject her in that way?"
"I didn't want to hurt her, and I didn't want to refuse, but ......"
In the face of his father's aggressive questioning, Wang Bing couldn't say anything against his will, his hesitation in Lao Feng's opinion, it was even more puzzling, when his son was very young, he was very busy with work, and he was rarely at home, many times, Wang Bing's eating would be a problem, if it wasn't for Mr. Zhao's careful care, how could he grow so strong?
At this point, he shouldn't have done anything to hurt someone's daughter, but what if not? Lao Feng is not a person with very delicate feelings, this kind of relationship between children and daughters, he has to turn a few corners to understand.
"The reason why you did that was to cut off her thoughts, because you were determined to follow in your parents' footsteps and take up a dangerous job?"
Wang Bing nodded: "I lost my parents since I was four years old, what happened in this compound, you know better than me, Xiaoyun is a good girl, she deserves a better belonging, instead of following me and worrying about her lover all day long." ā
"But in fact, what did she get?" Lao Feng's voice suddenly became much higher: "She didn't commit suicide for love, but because of you, the reason behind this, maybe one day you will know, now I want to tell you is that even as a security warrior, you will have your own feelings." ā
"Without feelings, your father and mother will not be united, and there will be no you, without feelings, how can our next generation devote themselves to this great cause, it is precisely because of this greatness that it is worthy of the love of a good girl, and originally, Xiaoyun should be such a good girl."
Wang Bing didn't know that Lao Feng regretted his feelings, or a good girl whose life and death were uncertain, he never seemed to have thought that love and career may not be contradictory, every young person in the unit is looking forward to love, even Xiao Yao, a kid, heard that he also fell in love with a nurse recently, or when he was sick, what happened.
Did you really do something wrong? Wang Bing suddenly remembered Lao Feng's words, there seemed to be a deeper meaning, why he couldn't tell himself now, he wanted to ask, but there was no father in the living room.
In the ward on the fifth floor of Block C of Langone Medical Center, Liu Yu was saying almost the same thing, but his object was a girl on the verge of despair.
ā...... In fact, the photo in his wallet was borrowed from a female classmate in your class, and the two have nothing to do with each other, if you were calm at the time, you will find that the two of them rarely interact with each other, and you will be with him almost every day, if there is really something, how can you hide it from your eyes? ā
"I thought about this matter carefully, but I just couldn't figure it out." Han Xiaoyun listened to his analysis and slowly calmed down.
"At the beginning, he was going to devote himself to a secret cause, and he couldn't be dragged down by feelings, and your heart was too hot, he loved and feared it, so he decided to give it up." Those pasts, in Liu Yu's narration, are like listening to a stranger's story, which brings her into her memory.
"There is nothing incomprehensible about this business, it is similar in nature to those who kidnapped you, except that one is a danger, and the other is a defender, you can call it a secret agent, you can also call it an agent, without exception, it shows its particularity."
Maybe only Liu Yu knows in this world how much energy is contained in this seemingly weak body, but if this energy can only be released in the way of being hurt and insulted, he doesn't want any future 'agent flower', but just an innocent little girl, because only in this way will his scheming not be wasted.
"I understand, he was afraid that I would drag him down, so he didn't want me." In a simple sentence, she summed up her past, and tears slowly gathered in her eyes, shining with crystal light.
Liu Yu couldn't help sighing: "Xiaoyun, your life is still very long, maybe in a few days, you will find that there are still many things worth pursuing in this world, and you can also meet the love that makes your heart move, think about your parents, think about those who love you, don't let them feel sorry for you, don't let this beauty wither in an instant." ā
"Brother Liu, thank you for telling me this." Han Xiaoyun's smile bloomed in tears, exuding a thrilling beauty, different from Su Wei's gentle softness, Jing Niang's budding readiness, and even different from her own sweetness in the past.
He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and gently wiped her tears, with a cool and delicate touch coming from his fingertips, this is indeed an extremely pitiful girl, only in this way will he give birth to a protective heart, but whether he dispelled her suicidal thoughts, Liu Yu is not sure.
"It's not too early, you should think about what I said, go to sleep again, if you can't sleep, turn on the light, just watch the TV and surf the Internet, don't think about it anymore."
Seeing that her expression was not as gloomy as when she came in, he estimated that his words would make her weigh it somewhat, and after tonight, she should not be able to drill the horns again, and many times, the hospital will give people a sense of security, especially the suicide after being rescued.
Before going out, he specially went to close the doors and windows of the balcony, this action is actually meaningless, because it is a matter of time to open it, but just when he opened the door and was about to go out, a girl's voice suddenly came from behind him: "I won't jump, it's too ugly to die like that, and my mother will definitely not be able to stand it." ā
can still think of the feelings of his family, this time, Liu Yu was really relieved, closed the door of the ward, and a figure standing outside against the wall startled him.
"Is it fun to scare me? How can you never get tired of it? There was no one in the hospital corridor at night, Liu Yu patted his chest and said with palpitations, this look is not completely pretended, there are too many things happening today, and he is not an iron man.
Ding Wenjun stood there silently, like a statue in the shadows, her eyes staring at the opposite wall without blinking, there was nothing on it, hearing his voice, her long eyelashes moved slightly.
"Yuzi, do you hate me?"
Listening to this once familiar voice, Liu Yu recalled it seriously, but after a year of hard work, he couldn't remember how he felt at the beginning, but when he resolutely stepped into that aperture at that time, there was no trace of self-abandonment in it, just like the girl in the room, many times, crazy actions come from the injury of his lover, perhaps, it is the reason why he wants to save Han Xiaoyun.
Hate? Unable to answer, he asked rhetorically: "If you had to do it all over again, would you have a different choice?" ā
"I don't know, but I'm afraid, afraid you're going to drive yourself crazy, not because of the profession, but because of the heart you have for me." Ding Wenjun said leisurely: "Do you know, those years were the happiest time in my life, because our love is so simple, Yuzi, I have never regretted being with you, and I have never regretted giving everything I have to you, thank you, you once loved me so hard." ā
"Really?" A smile appeared on the corner of Liu Yu's mouth, but the words he said were extremely bitter: "But I regret it, in those years, I gave my lifelong love to one person." ā
"Reiko, you have made me a sinner, and now, like a thief, I enjoy the love of others with peace of mind, but I can't give the same emotion, because this heart is so small, it is full, and it can no longer accommodate another person."
He turned around, with an oppressive gesture, forced to look into the other party's eyes, the face was getting closer and closer, so close that Ding Wenjun could clearly feel that the familiar breath was just a stone's throw away, but in the end, Liu Yu stopped and did nothing.
"Haven't you always wondered why I could easily spot your disguise? Now you understand, even if you go for plastic surgery, you can't change one thing, that is, the taste that belongs to you. Liu Yu pulled away a little, still staring at her: "You heard everything in the room, this girl's present is my past, Reiko, your greatness has nothing to do with me, so please don't stand in front of me as a victim, because that is your own choice, not mine." ā
"Today, I have a wife who loves me very much, and I will try to love her for the rest of my life. We're done, if you're going to play marital cheating, I'm sorry, please don't come to me, if not, then leave my life, the farther away the better. ā
When the steady and powerful footsteps gradually faded away, Ding Wenjun had lost the ability to think, she covered her cheeks, slowly squatted down, and cried silently.