Chapter 12: The Aftermath

After walking out of the hotel, Xiao Min seemed to forget that Hongming was beside her, and she walked mechanically to the street. The endless stream of people came and went like a moving shadow, coming and going around her; It's like a movie after scene, she can't be in it. Her brain stopped thinking, and her body just followed habits and instincts. How long have you been gone? She didn't know. Where have you gone? She didn't recognize it. Seeing a bench in front of her, she suddenly felt tired, so she went over and sat down. A sharp, dull pain struck her together. She tightened her body and buried her face between her knees, struggling to resist it, and gradually she felt like she was going to lose consciousness and fall asleep. Her long hair flew up slowly in the evening breeze, and then fell slowly, flashing and flashing, emitting a dark sheen, like a helpless sigh.

Gradually, her surroundings seemed to fall silent, and she began to shiver in the late autumn twilight. At this time, she heard someone next to her speak, "Xiaomin, let's go home." "

It's Hongming. Hongming has been sitting next to her. Xiao Min looked up at him in shock and said apologetically, "Hongming, I'm really sorry." ”

Hongming half-hugged her and stood up, "Let's go, you're frozen." ”

Where to go? A sharp pain suddenly stabbed into her heart. She subconsciously grabbed Hiroaki, "Hiroaki," she called.

Hongming squeezed her hand, "Are you uncomfortable, Xiaomin?" ”

His big hand was so strong and warm, at that moment she only wished that hand was holding her all the time, "Hongming, would you like to have dinner with me today?" ”

Hongming's appreciative eyes were mixed with disbelief, "Okay! What do you want to eat? ”

Xiao Min desperately resisted the pain, "I want to drink some hot tea, it's so cold." ”

Sitting in the tea restaurant, the waiter brought her hot tea with a fruity aroma.

She held the teacup in her hand and felt a little warmer. After taking a sip, my teeth and cheeks were fragrant, and my heart, which was about to be twisted, finally calmed down a little. She finally had the strength to smile at Hongming, "It's delicious." ”

Hongming looked at her gloomily, "Xiaomin, are you angry with me?" ”

Ah, she's back to reality. He was talking about Nie Shujun. Should you be angry with Hiroaki? He shattered the illusions she had been living on, leaving her with nowhere to hide.

But she couldn't be angry with him.

She clenched the teacup, and the sweetness of the tea didn't reduce the bitterness in her voice, "Actually, I knew it would be like this. ”

The worst fears have already happened, and there is nothing to be afraid of. He saw it all when he was the humblest, what else was there to hide? "I really care about him, but I also know that he won't be with me, he's the kind of person who values his career the most," she smiled wryly, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with it, aren't men like that?" Love is more important to me than life, but for him, it is just a little pastime after career, I have always known it. She lowered her eyes, "No one has nothing to compete with his career." I care about him, but I'm an obstacle to his success, a test question that God has given him," she laughed again, "He's smart and never makes mistakes, let alone such low-level mistakes." Her eyes were still tight, "Before, when I was most desperate, I thought, it's okay, if we can't be together in this life, then when he is old, no longer working, and there are not so many scruples between me and me, I will go to see him; When he is too old to take care of himself, I will visit him every day, comb his hair, cut his nails, talk to him, and bask in the sun with him. She looked at Hongming, "Will you laugh at me?" ”

Hongming was puzzled, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Xiaomin's smile was also bitter, "Isn't it funny?" I care so much about him, he doesn't care about me so much. ”

Hongming said calmly: "There have been times when the "Qingming Riverside Picture" was down, and there was also the painful experience of the owner who only cared about his own life, threw it aside, and was almost destroyed in the fire. Am I supposed to laugh at it not good enough? ”

Xiao Min was sad, "You compare me to such a priceless treasure? ”

Hongming said, "Poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a spring boudoir dream." Even if he is a nobody, a cannon fodder, to someone in the world, he is a priceless treasure, a lifetime of waiting. He looked at Xiao Min, "Everyone is actually priceless, as long as you meet the person who understands you." ”

After coming out of the tea restaurant, Xiao Min seemed to have completely recovered, and she told Hongming about her company, her colleagues, and her boss. Hongming said very little, just looked at her worriedly. On the way home, she actually grabbed his arm, talking and laughing all the way, like a happy bird in the morning.

When he arrived at the front of the house, Xiao Min looked up at him, "Goodbye Hongming." ”

Hongming shook his head, "Xiaomin, I'm here with you today." ”

Xiao Min's eyes widened, "How can that work?" ”

Hongming was selfless in his heart, so he didn't bother to think, "As long as you agree, what's not to do?" ”

Xiao Min could only say, "Where do you sleep?" ”

Hongming said, "The sofa." ”

Xiao Min couldn't bear it, "My sofa is so small, you are so tall, you can't stretch your legs." ”

Hongming smiled, "Then you sleep on the sofa, and I sleep on the bed." ”

I don't know if Xiao Min realized that he secretly changed the subject, "Okay then." She finally said. She was afraid to be home alone, especially today, especially at this moment, she needed someone next to her.

However, after entering the door, she quickly lost her energy, and finally had to lie on the sofa and smile apologetically, "Hongming, I'm a little tired, lie down for a while, don't mind." ”

Soon she was half-asleep and half-unconscious, and kept crying cold.

Knowing that she had a fever, Hongming carried her to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and went to the kitchen to boil water.

By the time he came in with hot water, Xiao Min's cheeks were already burning crimson. Hongming carefully fed her a few sips of water and said softly, "Xiaomin, I'll go out and buy some medicine, and I'll be back soon." ”

But she suddenly burst into tears, sobbing and calling him, "Hongming." ”

His heart shook, knowing that she wouldn't let him go. So he said softly, "Okay, I'm not leaving, Xiaomin." ”

He suddenly thought of whom, in the past few years, when she was sick, who was by her side?

He reached out to wipe her tears, and her tears fell one by one, hot and crystalline, as if flowing from her heart.

Hongming felt that his internal organs were all knotted together, and if Nie Shujun was in front of him at this moment, he would definitely kill him.

In the end, he found a few antipyretic pills in Xiao Min's drawer and gave them to her.

In the middle of the night, she seemed to be better, and fell into a deep sleep.

Hiroaki lay down next to her and in his clothes. After sleeping in a daze for a while, he heard Xiao Min seem to be talking, and immediately opened his eyes and sat up. Through the thick quilt, he still felt Xiao Min's fiery breath. Touching her forehead was hot. He called her, "Xiaomin, let's go to the hospital." ”

Xiao Min spoke indistinctly. He leaned his ear over and finally understood. She was calling her father, and she said, "Dad, I'm sorry. ”

Hongming held her tightly in his arms, and he swore to himself that he would protect her no matter what happened in this life.

In the early hours of the morning, Hongming took Xiaomin to the hospital. She had a fever of almost forty degrees, her throat was so swollen that she couldn't open her mouth, and she couldn't even drink a drop of water.