Chapter 227: Is There Still Salvation?
Tang Qian did the first rebellious thing in his life under the protection of his mother, but after a long time, Tang Qian also knew that someone was protecting her, and Tang Yuan naturally understood that the mother and daughter were hiding from him.
Soon after, Tang Yuan came to Tang Qian's training place to meet her, at that time, Tang Qian only slept three hours a day in order to be able to improve painting as soon as possible, and there were still paints on his face and hands that had not had time to be washed, and his whole hair was only tied up with a pencil.
There are many masters of painting in the training, Tang Qian is under a lot of pressure, coupled with the heat of the summer vacation, he barely eats and the whole person has lost weight, Tang Yuan can't stand it.
It was a lunch break at that time, and Tang Yuan made a big fuss directly in Tang Qian's dormitory, counting Tang Qian's shortcomings from childhood to adulthood.
The other girls in the bedroom also slept very little, and they were impatient with such a noise, Tang Qian directly pushed Tang Yuan out of the 'door', "You go back." ”
And then Tang Yuan made a big fuss again, and he had to ask Tang Qian to pack up the package and roll back, and talk to Tang Qian from head to toe. Things are similar to those in the freshman year, everyone knows about the trouble, but at that time, everyone was under a lot of pressure, except for the fact that Tang Qian's appearance has changed a little after that, he almost no longer has contact with Tang Qian.
After that, it was the third year of high school that came back, because art students had to take the painting test and culture, the first semester of the third year of high school had to apply for the examination at the art academies, most of the time Tang Qian went alone, and a small part of the time Chen Xiaoskirt would follow when he went out of the province. So the atmosphere at home became more and more serious, and finally when there was a quarrel at the dinner table again, Tang Yuan rushed directly into the kitchen and took out a kitchen knife, but in the end, it didn't fall on Tang Qian, but on the stool.
Tang Qian left home at that time and didn't come back until after the college entrance examination, after which the volunteers quarreled again.
More and more, more and more intensive, and in the end, no one could stand anyone, Tang Qian went out to travel, and later learned that he rarely came back when he went to college.
Maybe she is too similar to Tang Yuan's 'sexual' personality, and it is best that no one is willing to give in, and no one is willing to change their 'sexual' personality.
"You learned to draw just for fun!" Tang Yuan sneered and sat in his seat. "Come on, what do you want to do now."
In the first semester of the third year of high school, Tang Qian had nothing else to do after he completely finished the school's special recruitment, and for a while, the cultural class was not immediately able to catch up, so he began to adjust his body.
At that time, Tang Qian began to play games, more or less, bits and pieces. So the quarrels are becoming more and more frequent and more and more because of these.
It wasn't until Tang Qian suddenly fainted in front of his eyes because of low blood sugar twice that he slowly faded away.
The tension of the training camp, two or three days without eating anything but drinks, the pressure of 'spirit' came up. Plus I don't sleep more than three or four hours a day. After only a year and a half of intensive training, Tang Qian's body collapsed. It's not a disease that can't be cured. can only be slowly adjusted through diet, and then Tang Qian began to be inseparable from sweets, sugar is the fastest substance that can be absorbed and converted into energy.
"I don't want to do anything." Tang Qian spoke, "Professional players are my current job. I compete professionally, I win awards for the team, and then the boss pays me. ”
"Do you know what you're doing!" Tang Yuan was a little distressed, "How long can you compete?" How much does this play stuff get paid? ”
"You don't need to '' about it." Tang Qian spoke.
"Don't you need me to '' it?" Tang Yuan's tone was an octave higher, "You don't need me to '' anymore what you've made yourself look like now!" ”
"I can't starve to death in any way." Tang Qian spoke.
"Your tuition is still 'paid' by me!" Tang Yuan slapped the table again.
"Huh." Tang Qian stopped talking.
"You know you don't know what you're doing." Tang Yuan said and moved again.
"I know." Tang Qian spoke, "I don't need you to teach me." ”
After saying that, he turned off the computer, then put it back in the study and walked to the room and thought again, "I forgot, you never taught me." After saying that, he closed the bedroom door.
There was the sound of smashing things outside the 'door'. Tang Qian buried himself in the quilt, and fell asleep in the noise after a while.
When I woke up the next day, it was already more than ten o'clock in the morning, Tang Qian got up 'bed' and looked left and right and didn't find that his parents were still there, and walked to the refrigerator and saw a post-it note saying that he had gone out and would not come back at noon.
Tang Qian went to the study again, turned on the computer, and looked left and right for a while. The information popped up in the QQ group.
Dai Xue-Situ: Anyway, 2 shallow, do you have software installed on your computer? A long-range team training?
Tang Qian-Kill: No, the notebook is inconvenient, I'll go to the game and do the task for a while.
Dai Xue-Situ: Cheng.
Everyone in the group talked about something else, but they didn't get entangled in what happened to Tang Qian.
Tang Qian took a sip of 'milk' tea and went to the forum again, but before he could refresh anything, the phone rang.
Tang Qian was a little inexplicable, and before he could open his mouth, the other party asked first, "Hello, is it Miss Tang Qian?" ”
"Uh, yes." Tang Qian responded.
"That's right, we're journalists in the electronic age, can you interview you?" The other party immediately opened his mouth.
"Sorry for the inconvenience." Tang Qian immediately refused, interviews are generally arranged by the team, although I don't know how the other party knows his phone, but Tang Qian still refused.
"May I ask if it's inconvenient because of Ling Zun's illness?" The reporter spoke.
Tang Qian frowned suddenly, "Where did you hear the news?" ”
Only the team knows that someone in Tang Qian's family is sick, so how did this leak into the ears of reporters.
"Well, yes, the forum has a post about you and your followers with a group photo." The reporter began to explain.
Tang Qian refused the interview again, and hurriedly went to the forum to flip through it, and sure enough, he saw the post not far away.
The top photo is Tang Qian's and the photo of the little boy last night, Tang Qian was still a little embarrassed at the time, and he smiled very reluctantly. Immediately explained that it was with his parents to see a patient at a relative's house, and then he didn't expect that the 'girl' was Tang Qian or something.
Tang Qian didn't blame the little boy after reading the webpage, after all, it is normal to take a photo with an idol and go to the website, but Tang Qian was a little shocked when he looked down again.
The purpose of the post is that on the one hand, Sho met Tang Qian, and on the other hand, he is explaining that Tang Qian's previous mistakes may be due to the situation at home or something.
Of course, these are not very important, Tang Qian doesn't care, Tang Qian cares about what disease made Tang Qian so anxious when someone asked in the message later, "Cancer, it seems." ”
Tang Qian panicked, the family would use this reason to fool her back, but there was no use to fool other relatives.
Tang Qian took out his mobile phone a little tremblingly. With a trembling hand, he pressed the familiar number. Not really, it won't be true.
After Tang Yuan came back from the army, he went to the sea to do business, in his early years, he didn't have much money in his hands, and he had to ask for everything personally, and he often had to go out to the 'door' to deliver things at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night.
Tang Yuan has stomach problems Tang Qian has always known that she even cut off her gallbladder directly because of gallstones in her freshman year. However, there has never been any news of such a thing as stomach cancer.
But Tang Qian noticed that the atmosphere was wrong as soon as they met last night, and the current crying for no reason made Tang Qianzheng and others uneasy.
The phone rang for a while and was quickly answered, and Chen Xiaoskirt on the other end of the phone picked it up, her voice was as calm as ever. "Are you awake? There is a meal in the fridge at noon that you can heat up. If you can't, you can also go downstairs in the community to fry two dishes, you low blood sugar don't skip meals in the morning, and you have to drink a little bit of cow's milk' at home. ”
"Where are you?" Tang Qian interrupted her questioning.
"Huh?" Chen Xiaoskirt looked a little surprised, "What's wrong?" ”
And Tang Qian knows her too well. As long as there is no positive answer, it means that there is really something to hide from her.
"Where are you?" Tang Qian interrupted and came back.
"It's in the store." Chen Xiaoskirt smiled, "It's 10 o'clock in the morning, and I must come down to open the 'door'." ”
"I'll go find you." Tang Qian spoke.
"Oh, no." Chen Xiaowan was a little panicked, "It's good for you to have a good rest at home, don't worry about the things in the store." ”
"What's my dad's disease?" Tang Qian spoke.
"Stomach problems, you know." Chen Xiao's skirt looked a little jerky.
"What about the book?" Tang Qian spoke.
"Where there is a store." Chen Xiaoskirt smiled.
"I'll dig it myself." Tang Qian opened his mouth, then opened the 'door' and went upstairs to the bedroom, Tang Qian, who had always put Chen Xiao's documents, still knew where he had put his documents.
"Don't do that." Chen Xiaoskirt spoke. There was a little helplessness.
"Where are you?" Tang Qian spoke.
"At the Third People's Hospital." Chen Xiaoskirt finally relented.
Tang Qian packed up his things and took a taxi all the way, and it was already 12 o'clock at noon after arriving, Tang Yuan, who seemed to be 'spirited' yesterday and threw things and reprimanded people, is now lying on the sick bed, looking a little sluggish.
Tang Qian felt a little 'leg' weak, "Is there any salvation?" Tang Qian didn't know why he asked such a question as soon as he opened his mouth.
Chen Xiaoskirt turned her head violently, and then tears came out, but she didn't answer.
"I see." Tang Qian opened his mouth. Got it, and then what? Then Tang Qian didn't know either.
"Haven't you had chemotherapy yet?" Tang Qian looked up at Tang Yuan's hair.
"It's ...... anyway," Tang Yuan opened his mouth and smiled, "I'm afraid that you won't feel good when you come back and see it, so you won't have chemotherapy." ”
"Continue the treatment." Tang Qian spoke.
"How can you?" Tang Yuan smiled, "You haven't graduated from college yet, and besides, it's ...... anyway."
"Shut up for me." Tang Qian opened his mouth, "Can you stop being so self-conscious, why did you decide to come down, you are going to die, can you not pretend to be so righteous." ”
It's not that Tang Qian hasn't broken out with Tang Yuan, and he has said anything heavier when he quarreled before, but this time Tang Yuan looked at Tang Qian and suddenly laughed somehow, "The 'girl' has grown up." ”
ps:
== Found that the title of the previous chapter was typosed.
Ahem, then here's today's update.
The next chapter is a pseudo-change, don't buy it, buy it after dawn......
Tomorrow counts the pseudo-change after a while of revision.,It should be the fourth watch.,Stay up late tonight.。
There have been too many things this week, and it's really 'messy' and 'messy', so I'm sorry.