my brother became a scum

Before I knew it, it was the first anniversary of Mr. Bai's death, and his funeral was entrusted to a team of lawyers. I didn't participate in it, and I didn't even attend his funeral.

Mr. Bai was buried in my city, but left my mother in Wenzhou. This may be the only bit of conscience left in him, but it is also possible that he did not show it, and he never forgets my mother. .

I'm not very interested in his state of mind, but I'm hesitant to bring back my mother's ashes. I don't want to, because I get too close to Mr. Bai.

Wu Ming regularly reported the development of the fetus to me, so I knew that the baby was about to be born and had already been admitted to the hospital.I also seemed to have a little anxiety about becoming a father, so I decided to go and see for myself. Wu Ming initially agreed, but soon adjusted my work schedule, making me even busier.

But there are people around him who I arranged, and some abnormalities were reported to my ears. I realized that he didn't want me to go abroad to welcome the birth of the child, and this made me vigilant.

If you want to do something during the surrogacy process, it's very easy. This time I have to go abroad, and it's best not to let Wu Ming notice.

This is not difficult, after all, there are too many reasons to keep Wu Ming busy.

When I got off the plane and rushed to this hospital abroad, Wu Ming's people were going through the transfer procedures for pregnant women, and I happened to bump into them.

I did not go to see the pregnant woman, but went through all the previous surrogacy procedures, and even did a DNA test. There was nothing wrong with it, and it was indeed my child.

And this hospital is also a well-known local hospital, and there have been no major medical accidents in recent years.Then why did Wu Ming stop me and not let me come over, and why did Wu Ming's people rush to transfer the pregnant woman to another hospital?

The most convenient way is to question Wu Ming, but Wu Ming probably won't give me an answer.

I decided to stay here for two weeks. The pregnant woman's due date is two weeks later. When the baby is born, I will bring the baby back to China myself.

But Wu Ming took the initiative to call. He sincerely stated that he was worried about the health of the pregnant woman and wanted to change her to a better hospital, and told me the basic situation of the other hospital. I heard what he said. After a while, ask him back: "Do you think I will believe your words?"

Wu Ming didn't answer my question, so I hung up the phone.

There must be something, I have not noticed.

The pregnant woman is about to give birth, and there are some procedures that need to be signed. Originally, someone was arranged to act as the father of the child to sign the document. After I arrived, I simply signed it myself.The unborn child is a boy, and I'm already thinking about his name.

After paying enough fees, I lived in the hospital, and there was a single room with a shower, which was almost considered a vacation. I asked people to pay close attention to the people who Wu Ming left around the pregnant woman. One night, I found out abnormal.

Two people slipped out, went to the surgical ward, and stayed for half an hour before returning.When I received the news, it was already early the next morning. I had breakfast and went to the ward in person.

There is not much difference between the wards at home and abroad. Most of the people in this area are fracture patients.

When I was thinking whether it was just a coincidence, my eyes stayed on a hospital bed.That bed was covered with the same sheets as other beds, but other beds had pillows on the bottom and quilts on top, but this bed had quilts on the bottom and pillows on top. It looked like it was folded by the patient or the patient's family members.

Curiosity led me in, and I noticed a little purple was exposed under the pillow, I reached out to touch it, and took out a purple handbag—perhaps it was accidentally left out by the patient.

Other people's belongings should not be checked arbitrarily. I was about to hand over the bag to the medical staff, but just as I walked out of the ward, I heard an overly familiar voice.

He said - hello, can you return the bag in your hand to me?

I turned sideways, but lost my sight, and moved down to the man in the wheelchair, and said, "Broken leg?"

The man in the wheelchair was wearing a white shirt, but his knees were covered with a thick blanket. It was Zhang Chen, who he hadn't seen for more than a year.Thin lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, his hair was mixed with some gray, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and he said, "Give me my things."

He didn't look very good, but he wasn't too bad either, and I reached out to pass the purple bag over and he reached out to take it, but my fingers stopped precisely, just out of his reach - which they weren't If he can't reach it, as long as he raises his body slightly, he will be able to reach it, no matter how bad it is, it will be fine if he leans his upper body forward.

He froze for a moment, maintaining a straight sitting posture, and fumbled with the other hand to move the wheelchair forward, but he didn't do it very skillfully, and the wheelchair stopped motionless.

His position is next to the wall of the corridor, directly opposite is the bathroom, maybe his nurse threw him here and went to the bathroom.

He seems to be a little seriously ill, but it has nothing to do with me.

I stopped teasing him, reached out and threw the purple handbag on him, thought for a while, and said: "If you don't have enough money, you can call me."

"It's enough." He pursed his lips, with a calm expression, as if he was very reluctant to talk to me.

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, but the way back was right behind him, I walked in his direction, noticed his increasingly tense cheeks, and quickly walked past his wheelchair.

Wu Ming didn't let me come here, probably because he was afraid that Zhang Chen and I would reunite and continue our relationship, but when I met Zhang Chen, I didn't feel like my heart was beating, and I even wanted to avoid it.

I probably might not love him anymore, that’s right, there are so many energy-consuming things in this world, loving someone is not very cost-effective, and it’s meaningless.

He left without saying goodbye a year ago, which made me feel a little angry all the time. The good get-together and break-up I expected didn't show up, but it seemed as if I was abandoned by him.

I pressed my temples with my fingers to drive Zhang Chen out of my brain, but I had the urge to find out why Zhang Chen was here and what disease he had.

I restrained this urge, and made up my mind to leave here as soon as the child was born, and not to worry about what happened to Zhang Chen.

That night, he didn't sleep very well. Zhang Chen's age-like face always appeared in front of his eyes as he tossed and turned. He was sitting in a wheelchair, his expression was still calm, but his face was full of tears.

I can't know what kind of psychology I have. I obviously don't love him anymore, but I still can't be calm when I see him. Seeing that he is not doing so well, I still worry about him and want to know why he is not doing well.

I sat up and lit a cigarette in the dark night. I didn't want to admit that when I left quickly during the day, I actually wanted to avoid him a little bit.

How could it be such a coincidence, my son was born in this hospital, and he happened to live in this hospital. The coincidence made me want to investigate whether this was another trap set up by Zhang Chen.

But I also clearly know that every step I take is from my heart, and even a few hours at night, the pregnant woman will be transferred to other hospitals, and I will never meet him.

I stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray. The pregnant woman was only seven days away from her due date, and it was only a few days. It would be better to solve the problem here early and leave early. At worst, I would stop walking around his ward.

But the next day when I was strolling in the small garden of the hospital, I still ran into Zhang Chen, who was still alone, sitting in a wheelchair with the back of the wheelchair leaning against a marble pillar.When I got closer, I realized that his hair was a little oily, and he was still wearing the clothes he wore yesterday.

His lips were dry, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be asleep.

I never thought about what Zhang Chen would look like when he was old, but now that I see it, everyone doesn't look very good when they get old, and time doesn't treat scum kindly.

My reason reminded me that I should leave, but my feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, but I couldn't move, so I stood three steps away from him and stared at him.

Fortunately, after I watched for a while, his nurse rushed over. She was a tall and strong woman, but her attitude was not very gentle. She reached out and grabbed Zhang Chen's wheelchair and pushed it forward.

Zhang Chen's body bumped backwards due to inertia, and he opened his eyes suddenly, our eyes met.

It's hard to describe the feeling of that moment in words. For me, it's like a match rubbing against the phosphor in the dark and giving off a slight light.

He quickly turned his eyes away and stopped looking at me.

His nurse pushed him past me, I didn't say a word, and he didn't say a word.

This is a safe distance between me and him, if I get too close, I am afraid that I am planning future torture.

I heard the creaking sound of the wheelchair across the stone road, and I knew that he was getting farther and farther away from me, that he would disappear at the end of the corridor, and he would disappear into my world again.

I ran into him a few more times and he was always in a wheelchair, alone.

His clothes hadn't been changed, his hair was dirty, and we were always passing each other, silent, eye contacting, but calm and self-possessed.

Finally one day, he seemed to muster up his courage and called out my name.

He said——Chen Heping.

I turned my back to him, couldn't see his expression clearly, and wondered what he would say in my heart.

Will I give him more pocket money?He is sick and looks like he needs money.

Will you let me change his nurse?The tall and strong nurse was so rude that he almost fell to the ground several times.

Will he confess to me what he did wrong in the past, will he beg me to give him a chance?Of course I would refuse him, we have long since had nothing to do with each other.

Would you... simply tell me about recent events?About how he broke his leg and how he's been doing lately.

I stood where I was, waiting for him to speak to me, but he didn't speak, and my assistant ran towards me and shouted at me: "It's about to give birth...it's already in the delivery room."

My brain was stunned for a moment, and I was a little dizzy from the news. I was shocked and happy to be a father soon, but when I came back to my senses, I subconsciously looked back——Zhang Chen had left a long time ago. The nurse pushed him away, or he may have gotten better and left directly.

Did he hear what he just said?

I didn't put too much attention on him, I almost couldn't wait to take a step, and rushed to the delivery room to welcome the arrival of my child.