Chapter 157: China is not bad at all

Why, don't you believe me? Scold......

"Xiao Zhiyan, Xiao Zhiyan, your liking is too humble. Like a man, like it to the point that the response is like this? Inexplicably sad! She shook her head and sighed to herself, laughing at herself: "Forget it, the criminal record is not very good, you can understand it if you don't believe me." ”

She looked down and pulled her phone out of her bag, her slender fingertips tapping quickly on the screen.

Then, a series of recordings sounded quickly, a voice that was clear and familiar to him.

So far, so close, her voice was soft and firm.

Gu Jinheng heard every sentence very clearly, like a stone thrown into the lotus pond, causing ripples.

The quiet air was filled with the sound of two women talking and the occasional sounding of music in the background.

He could almost hear his own pounding heartbeat, and before, he didn't know what it meant to be a shift in the mountains and rivers, and the beauty of the birds and flowers exploding in a burst of beauty.

At this moment, thinking and devouring bones, everything will be understood.

Until the end of the recording, Gu Jinheng had not come back to his senses.

Xiao Zhiyan got up, she looked at the man on the hospital bed, and nodded generously: "Gu Jinheng, she is also a woman, I really admire her." But from a woman's point of view, you really aren't a good husband. ”

As she spoke, she turned to leave, and the quiet room was silent again.

Yes, he's not a good husband, and she's not the first to say it.

That night, she cried like a little flower cat, and when she shrunk into a small ball and lost her breath, he knew it.

She has always been aggrieved and helpless in her heart.

How many days and nights did that sentence become a thorn in his heart.

"Gu Jinheng, you are so great, you are a good coach and a good son of the people. But you're not a good husband! You're not ......."

yes, he's not.

The smile on his pale face was only distressed, and his faint and almost spiritless mood collapsed for a moment.

Rongge, who wouldn't want to be a good husband if they could.

With his wife and children by his side, his heart is warm and righteous.

Every year there are so many coaches, soldiers, doctors, and researchers in the country, who are worthy of the party and the country but not their own men and women.

You can't take care of your other half, you can't accompany your children, and you can't take care of your parents.

The debt in my heart is never less than that of others.

And what can be done, the motherland needs us, the situation needs us, and every Chinese is duty-bound!

Mi Qiong has been by Gu Jinheng's side for many years, and she has never seen her master crying helplessly like a child with his face half-covered.

The little girl came back to her senses, tears in her eyes.

Later, she was really sorry every day and night.

"Master, if it wasn't for me at the beginning. You and Master may not be like this today, and my brother can have a normal family. I won't be born ......."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

Silent tears slowly fell down the eyes, and those tears left behind were like kites with broken strings.

Nowhere to release!

She sighed deeply, too many emotions flowing in her eyes that could not be dissipated.

The corners of Le Rongge's smiling eyes were like a beam of light, very gentle. She raised her hand to wipe the tears from her cheeks and reached out to pat Michon on the shoulder.

The noisy venue was full of energy with the fireworks of the morning glow, and Mi Qiong subconsciously clenched Le Rongge's palm and looked at her with a straight face.

"Master, you believe me, Master, he really loves you, very much."

"I have never seen a man who loves someone as much as my master, and every time he looks at you, he has no secret of the naked love in his eyes. It is a man's pure and unobtrusive heart, and it is the luxuriance of a raging fire. ”

"Don't be disappointed in him, okay? You don't know that Master's most important thing is you. He cares about what you think, he cares about your mood, he cares about whether you're happy or not. ”

"But his mind is too heavy, and he has a lot of things to bear, and he can't let go."

Michon frowned, his eyes looked in the direction of the runway, sinking like a wash.

"Master, if I can, I am willing to use my own happiness, and everyone in our team is willing to exchange our happiness for Master's health." But now I don't know what else to say other than I'm sorry. ”

"In the face of life, I am too small, we are all too small."

The little girl's crying nose was red, and Le Rongge admitted that it was fake that she didn't dare to move.

The tip of her nose twitched and took the little girl into her arms.

The forehead is opposite, and the silent understanding is the most touching.

"I know, I know." She muttered, and the tears in her eyes burned Michon's heart.

"Thank you, Michon. Don't be pressured, your master is voluntary, and so am I. None of us blamed you, none of us. ”

The emotions that opened were instantly difficult to contain, and Le Rongge paused for a while before faintly retracting them.

"Actually, back then, your master gave me the right to choose."

"What?" She looked up in surprise, dazed and puzzled.

She took out a tissue and carefully wiped the tears from the little girl's face.

Gently told her all about that past: "Indeed, after answering your call, your master agreed at that time. Later, Dr. Yu came over to accompany your master, and I went to pack my luggage and book a plane ticket. ”

That.

When she had packed up and all the things to prepare went back to the ward, he was still leaning against the head of the bed. March Chinese

It was the way she looked when she left, and Le Rongge didn't understand.

Blankly asked, "You?" Why are you not wearing clothes? Is it because you are not feeling well and have no energy? ”

He stared at her intently for a moment, but did not speak.

Le Rongge is a little hairy? I thought he knew something, his palms were wet, and his heart was in his throat.

Looking around, I didn't see Dr. Yu's shadow.

While preparing clothes for him to wear when he went out for a while, he asked as if unintentionally, "Hey, where has Dr. Yu gone?" Didn't he say he was going to be here with you? How can this person talk more and more inappropriately now. ”

"Rongge." A fluffy voice, with a hint of lingering at the end.

Let people have the illusion that spring is in full bloom

"Huh? How? She dodged her eyes, refusing to look at him.

The person on the bed patted the edge of the bed, and his tone remained unchanged, still as gentle as usual: "Come here, I have something to say to you." ”

"Hey, I'm talking about you, it's really funny, why are you so interesting. If you have something to say, you have something to say, why are you still doing it so seriously? ”

The fluttering eyelashes betrayed the greatest tension in her heart, not daring to look at him, not daring to meet his eyes.

She was afraid that she would be reluctant, afraid that she would hesitate a little and be weak.

No matter what she tried, she wouldn't let him go.

Le Rongge sat down along the edge of the bed and muttered, "You are really, why do you have to be so formal?" ”

The rough palms wrapped around her small hands, and the deep eye sockets were thin, but they still couldn't hide the slight ripples and depth, and there was a fine light in them.

"Rongge." He called out to her in a low voice.

"Dry ...... Why? Le Rongge changed the topic in a panic, his fingers playing with the buttons on his clothes, and said to him sullenly: "Oh, by the way, I've packed it up!" ”

"The ticket is booked for the nearest flight, you can only rest for a while, you have to get up, and it will take us time to get from here to the airport." The pretended relaxed tone concealed her little grievances.

"Le Rongge." He hooked her little fingertip and squeezed it gently.

She looked up blankly, puzzled by him.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She turned her head to look at the door, and her mind was different: "Just ...... Has anyone been here? ”

Gently twist the back of her neck, slowly covering it, with infinite nostalgia.

"Rongge." He lifted her chin and slowly lifted it.

There is no joke and casualness, this is a precursor to Gu Jinheng's seriousness.

Suddenly, he asked very seriously: "Le Rongge, now I leave the choice in your hands, tell me if you want me to go?" If I don't want to, I won't go. ”

"And what about the future?" She blurted out: "In the future, you won't regret it?" Won't blame me? I won't feel like I'm dragging you down. ”

He leaned to her lips, and his smile was clear, like a beautiful spring breeze, warm.

"No, it won't."

"You're right, I chose the country the first two times. Then this time I should put you first, I think the country will understand me, and everyone will understand me. ”

A strange feeling that rises from the bottom of my heart slowly rises.

She leaned into his arms, her hands around his waist, and tried hard to absorb the warmth from him.

hugged each other, and no one took the initiative to break this warmth.

Occasionally on the windowsill, a few birds falling, chirping,

The girl leaning on her arms said angrily: "Gu Jinheng, I know." I know it all, go ahead! It's one thing to be reluctant, it's another to support. ”

"I have been a coach for so long, and I still have this kind of consciousness and dedication."

She rubbed against him coquettishly, clinging to his arms tightly.

Live every day as if it were your last day, and treat every hug as your last hug to be spoiled with you.

Although Le Rongge didn't want to admit it, none of the actions she did not do after she learned that he was sick.

"Gu Jinheng, I love you so much that I am willing to meet unknown difficulties for you. So please, can you do it for me? With a little more effort, I hope we can grow old! This was the last tenderness that Le Rongge asked him for.

She smiled and leaned into his arms, tears the size of beans dripping down her cheeks to the side of his neck.

A piece of glutinous dampness made him feel so distressed that he couldn't do more.

Wet chunks of clothing, forming obvious stains.

Back then, what she didn't say is now a confession.

The depressed mood has an outlet, and even the smile is relaxed.

She patted the back of her hand, with infinite love and tenderness: "Since this is what he thinks in his heart, all we can do is support." It is his dream to fight hard and win the championship, and it is also yours. ”

"Master, four years ago, it was because of my cowardice that my fear would come and comfort me and miss the last operation. I was really stressed and nervous. ”

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of failing him." She shook Le Rongge's hand with her backhand.

"What to do? Master, I am very scared now, I am afraid that I will not have the courage to go on stage, and I am afraid that the more I want to win, the more I will not be able to win. ”

The invisible increase in stress is the most abrasive, from the body to the mind.

"But now we can't do anything but be strong, can we?"

Patting her on the shoulder, Le Rongge whispered softly: "Because, it is not only for us, but also for the country and the glory of the nation." ”

"We want to let everyone who used to look down on us know that China is not bad at all. The growing strength of the motherland, which is visible to the naked eye, is an obligation and responsibility that each of us cannot escape, what do you say? ”