Chapter 7 Hongming loves Xiaomin
She raised her head and looked at Hongming with teary eyes, as if facing God's judgment, "I really want to take good care of him, I thought he was fine, he could play the whole violin music in the hospital, and the doctor agreed to discharge him." β
Hongming asked, "Do you regret it and think you shouldn't have taken him back from the hospital?" β
Xiao Min couldn't cry, "I think if he had stayed in the hospital, he might have lived many more years." β
Hongming said softly: "Xiaomin, if I were your father, I would be more willing to go home with you, even if I can only live with you for one year, and I can live for ten more years in a mental hospital, I am willing to go home with you." If it were you, you'd think the same way. After all, the quality of life is more important than the length, you say? β
Seeing that Xiao Min was speechless, he continued: "You recall, when you took him home, was he very happy? β
Yes, on that day, the father was as happy as a child who followed an adult on the street for the first time.
She gradually calmed down, wiped away her tears and said, "After so many years, I thought I was fine, but it was still uncomfortable to say. β
Hongming comforted her, "No matter how young you are, you will be sad when you mention it, human nature." If you want to talk about it sometimes, I'll be with you. β
Xiao Min looked at him excitedly: "Hongming, thank you, I feel much better." β
Hongming smiled, "Okay, we can eat something." He gestured to the waiter who was overwhelmed in the distance, then raised a goblet of red wine and said, "Come and celebrate our reunion." β
Xiao Min smiled and took a sip. She doesn't know how to drink, she just thinks that in addition to the taste of wine that she is not used to, there is also a mellow aroma.
Hongming asked again, "How is your mother?" β
Xiao Min lowered her eyes and went to grab something to eat, "I don't know, I haven't seen her again." β
Hongming was stunned, "She never came back?" β
Xiao Min shook her head, "No." As if she was afraid that Hongming would be worried, she hurriedly added: "It's okay, Hongming, I have no shadow in my heart, I don't hate her, I know it's not easy for her, I just want her to be okay now." β
Hongming looked at her with pity and asked, "Do you want to see her?" β
Xiao Min still shook her head, "I don't want to, I've long been used to living without her." β
Hongming didn't seem to want to respect her privacy at all, "Are you married?" β
Xiao Min smiled bitterly, "No." β
Hongming teased her, "Leftover girl? β
Xiao Min had no choice but to nod, "Yes." β
Hongming took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Do you have a boyfriend?" β
Xiao Min choked and turned her head to pretend to drink water. How would she answer? She couldn't say it, so it would be perfunctory, "I used to like my father's doctor, and I really wanted to be with him for the rest of my life. β
Hongming nodded, "It's normal." And then? β
Xiao Min smiled shyly, "I never told him anything. He's the same age as my father, and his wife is a doctor. She paused, searching her memory, "I was just over twenty years old, but I already understood that there were some things that could not be forced. In fact, I didn't think about what I wanted to do with him, I just didn't want to leave him, and I wanted to see him often. She laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's a memory now, but it was a mistake at the time." β
Hongming asked, "Was it sad at the time?" β
Xiao Min said frankly: "Yes." But I know that I have to endure it, just like when my mother left and my father died, no matter how painful my heart was, what could I do? Unless you look for short-sightedness, you won't be able to suffer from this kind of suffering, so I can especially understand short-sighted people. β
Hongming asked, "What would happen to you if he came to you now?" β
Xiao Min smiled with relief, "It's been so many years, he faces so many patients every day, and the families of the patients don't remember me for a long time, right?" I didn't think that way for a long time, and I'm glad that this is over. β
Hongming said: "You don't love him, you are just afraid of losing your father. For if you can see him, then at least your father is safe. He suddenly felt that he couldn't tolerate anyone who remained in Xiao Min's memory as an old love. He will uproot them, and one will be counted as one. "And now? Got a boyfriend? He wouldn't be prevaricated by her.
"Nope." She was cornered and had to lie.
Hongming was surprised, "It won't be that no one will chase you, right?" β
Xiao Min was ashamed of what he said, "I don't have many friends," she glanced at Hongming, and defended herself pitifully: "I'm not withdrawn, I don't like others to sympathize with me, generally speaking, as soon as people understand my family situation, they will sympathize with me, I can't stand it." So, I avoided talking to people a lot, and I couldn't make any friends. β
Hongming nodded, "Understood, understood." Then he added, "You trust me so much and talk to me so much." β
Xiao Min looked at him and was in a daze, yes, although Pingshui met, she trusted him, she believed that he was really good to her. Because of this, she thought a little sadly that in the future, she would never see him again, because she loved another man, and she wanted no one but him. She won't waste Hongming's time and feelings.
How do you tell him? She ate her plate without knowing what to eat, and her expression was dazed.
Hongming studied her expression, "Xiaomin, are you lonely?" β
No, she wasn't lonely at all, he was in her heart every minute and every second, he was all her world and life. Xiao Min shook her head and smiled softly: "I'm used to it, I don't feel lonely." β
He laughed at her, "It's not too small." Too picky, aren't you, what are you looking for? β
His appearance appeared vividly in front of her eyes, making her in a trance for a moment. What are you looking for? Just want him.
Hongming looked at her quietly and took a sip of wine. Wait for her to answer.
She was half-distracted and half-prevaricated: "Perhaps, older than me." "Yes, he is fourteen years older than her.
Hongming smiled, "Father-lover complex? β
She was shocked, although he was fourteen years older than her, she had always felt that they were the same age, and had never felt that he was older than herself. She laughed in horror: "How so? I'm not. β
He looked at her keenly, "Xiaomin, where do you work?" β
Xiao Min breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm in Anxin." β
Hongming raised his eyebrows, "Disrespectful and disrespectful, such a famous big enterprise." Are you happy? β
Xiao Min thought for a moment, "The work is fine, but there are times when I don't like it, for example, there are too many meetings, and I always have to shout slogans." β
Hongming smiled, he couldn't imagine Xiao Min's appearance of shouting slogans, "You've been indiscriminately filling the numbers, right?" β
Xiao Min nodded vigorously.
Hiroaki said, "Have you ever thought about finding another job? β
Xiao Min said: "I've thought about it, and I really wanted to leave for a while." She suddenly realized the danger and stopped urgently.
Sure enough, Hongming asked, "Then why didn't you leave?" β
Because he came to the company, because he met him. But she wouldn't say it. "I can't find a better job for the time being." She subconsciously avoided his eyes. She doesn't lie.
Hongming didn't seem to pay attention, and asked again, "What did you study in college?" β
Xiao Min smiled: "The most useless literature, foreign literature." β
Hongming also smiled, "How can you say it's useless?" Literature shapes the mind. But I don't think you're necessarily happy when you study literature. β
Xiao Min looked at her in amazement, everyone said that she was born to study literature, but he said that she was not necessarily happy to study literature.
He looked at her and said, "To read literature, you have to read novels endlessly, but many of the people who write novels are very complex people, especially foreign novels. You're too simple-minded to understand them, after all, a four-year literature class wouldn't just talk about Tagor Zweig. β
Hongming is so sharp. But Xiao Min was not convinced, "How do you know that I am simple?" β
Hongming is not modest at all, "Everyone can see it, let alone me." β
Xiao Min had to admit, "Yes, sometimes I love to learn, and sometimes I am very confused." β
Hongming said: "Because you learn not only words, but also thoughts, and some ideas will not be understood until a certain age. β
Xiao Min looked at him in surprise: "What did you study when you were in college?" β
He shrugged, "Bioengineering." β
Xiao Min sighed, but he knew what it was like to study literature. She asked, "Then what do you think I will be happy to study?"
He half-narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "You don't have to learn anything, you should be free every day, learn what you want, do what you want." You don't need the education of the laity. β
Xiao Min smiled, "You're very romantic." It's a pity that I'm not that good, I have to have a skill to support myself. β
He immediately said, "I will feed you." β
Xiao Min was stunned for a moment, didn't know what to say, took a sip of water, pretended not to hear his words, and hurriedly changed the topic, "Hongming, we've talked about me enough, let's talk about you, how are you?" You're amazing. β
Hongming drank the wine in his glass and said, "My experience couldn't be simpler, and I've been trying to be famous because I want to find you." β
Xiao Min hurriedly hid her uneasiness, and she smiled nervously: "You must have had a lot of girlfriends, right?" You're so handsome, so smart. β
Hongming nodded, "Yes, I've been in love a few times, but after talking about it, I found that they are all different from you." β
Xiao Min was a little overwhelmed, "Hongming, don't joke. β
Hongming was calm: "I'm not joking, I'm serious in every sentence." β
Xiao Min finally felt that she couldn't resist it. But she didn't want to say goodbye to Hongming right nowβit was nice to talk to himβshe hadn't talked to anyone like this in a long, long time. However, she was afraid to hear his 'serious words'.
Hongming had finished his dinner and put the knife and fork neatly.
After struggling for a while, she finally said, "Hongming, it's late, let's go." β