Stories

Well, apart from true love, I can't think of any other explanation.

When he was a child, he liked Qi Chu very much, like a follower, but Qi Chu had a very rigid relationship with his father, and he seldom saw each other once a year, and he didn't have a good look at him. Called brother, ran and fell, sat on the ground and cried.Qi Chu frowned and was about to talk to him, I picked him up and smiled at him, he kicked me in the stomach while Qi Chu couldn't see.

"Brother Lin," he always pretended to be obedient in front of Qi Chu, stood up and greeted me with an innocent smile: "I went to see my aunt, and I happened to meet my brother, so I came to play with him, I heard that you are going to move to a new house ?”

"Yeah," I smiled at him, "There are too many people who know about this place, and there are always some vulgar people who bother me."

Qi Chu frowned: "What happened to your clothes?"

"The old man asked me to edit the book with him, but I refused to go and got splashed." I took off my shirt as I walked to the bathroom, and Qi Chu worriedly followed behind, holding a blanket and trying to cover me up.This man is as rigid as unearthed cultural relics. When I was in college, the dormitory did not have air conditioning, and sometimes he would take care of his shirtless body.

There was a piercing gaze from behind, almost piercing my shoulder blades, and I smiled secretly.

The first time I noticed this was in college, Jing Moyan was only in junior high school at that time, I don't know where to get Qi Chu's address, and he often came to harass him.I saw the hickey on my neck once, and there was a flash of viciousness in my eyes, and I was not sure at that time.

The insidious boy Jing Moyan Huaichun's object is none other than Qi Chu.From this point of view, their mother and son have similar eyesight, and they will spend the rest of their lives with a man surnamed Qi.

I stood in the bathroom taking a shower, and Qi Chu watched over me through the glass.

"Hello," I asked him angrily, "when will the guy in the living room leave?"

"My dad let him have lunch here."

"Why do you listen to your father?"

Qi Chu was silent for a while.

"my mother……"

He didn't finish, I already understood.

Qi Chu's mother is crazy and dramatic, and remembers everything when she is good, so her heart is ashamed, and she doesn't even care about her son, she just sits in the nursing home in a daze all day long.When I fell ill, my mental memory went back to the age of 20. It was the time when I broke up with the family and wanted to marry his father. He clamored to see his father, and if he couldn't see him, he hunger strike and committed suicide.Qi Chu had no choice but to call his father.

For a stubborn person like Qi Chu, one can imagine the torment of asking him to beg for help.My heart was sour, and I didn't even bother to get angry.Pull open the glass door.

Qi Chu was taken aback by me.

"you……"

He just said a word, and I kissed him with steam all over my body.

After he was surprised, he responded instinctively, I guess he already knew what emotions were churning in my heart, that's why the hand pressing the back of my head was so gentle.

Falling in love with someone, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, will have countless weaknesses out of thin air.I have read tens of thousands of poems, but I still can't find a sentence that can describe the emotion that makes my heart so soft that it melts into a puddle of water.

It was almost dark when Jing Moyan, the god of plague, was sent away.

Another day wasted, and there were only two days left for Qi Chu's vacation.

In the past, when Qi Chu was not popular, it was much better, but at that time I wanted to study, and I thought that I would have a lot of time in the future, but Qi Chu soon became popular, running around to announce, record songs, and promote albums, and often see each other once a month When you are young, you have the most patience. When you are in love, you will scratch your heart and liver after a period of time apart. It feels like countless weeds have grown in your heart. When you meet each other, it gets a little better, and it grows wantonly once you separate.I really don't know how I survived those years.

Probably because of the sequelae left at that time, now each of them has become much stronger. I lead my own graduate students and do research projects without using cards.Qi Chu is also his own independent studio, as the boss, except for the movies of big directors like Zhao Yi who have to stay in the valley for a few months, the rest of the time is considered free.

Yet I was still in a constant state of panic, feeling that every second was stolen.

Eating, kissing, sleeping, just lying quietly, looking into each other's eyes, I already feel satisfied, like a doomsday carnival.

I couldn't sleep well. I dreamed that I was rear-ended by a taxi, hit my head on the front seat, and had nosebleeds.When I woke up, it still felt very real, and the feeling of warm liquid flowing through the skin was palpable.

My phone is ringing.

I have received calls in the early morning for two consecutive days, and it is really not peaceful recently.

The room was too dark, and the screen of the mobile phone was so bright that my eyes hurt. I couldn't see who was calling, so I could only pick it up in a daze, and I heard my mother's crying voice: "Xiao Lin, come on, is your dad coming?" alright……"

My brain exploded with a bang, and when I realized it, I was already sitting by the bed putting on my shoes. I knocked over the water glass on the bedside, and my slippers were all wet. Qi Chu was also woken up and asked me what was wrong.

"My dad is in the hospital," I heard my own voice, as calm as a stranger: "I have to go see him."

"I'll take you there." Qi Chu said.

"No."

The place where he appears will definitely cause riots. Last time he broke his leg in the film crew, and many people came into the hospital. I went to see him, and it was photographed by Yuji. Ling Lanqiu spent a lot of money to settle it.

Qi Chu also knew it couldn't be done, but in the end he was unwilling: "I'll ask the driver to take you."

His driver is on call 24 hours a day, and he drives fast and well. Because he has to avoid fans following the car all the year round, Qi Chu called him to come over. I hurriedly put on my clothes and went downstairs. trembling.

Qi Chu sent me downstairs, but as soon as the elevator door opened, I bumped into the upstairs neighbor, probably just came back from clubbing, and the make-up was almost done, two or three girls supported each other, and the one who was more sober saw Qi Chu, his eyes widened. Stare into a copper bell.

With quick eyes and quick hands, I pressed the close button.

"Go back." I looked into Qi Chu's eyes: "I will tell you if there is any news."

He didn't speak, he stood in the corridor, under the light, when the elevator closed, I saw him still standing there, like a beautiful trapped animal.

I was standing in the elevator, wearing a down jacket, still feeling cold and shivering uncontrollably.

My dad will be fine, I called him this morning.I heard a voice in my head repeating this sentence over and over nervously, as if it could change something.

I was in a trance, pressed the wrong floor, and went straight down to the underground garage. It was dark inside, only the nearest voice-activated light was on. I forgot to be afraid of the dark, and went back to the first floor, where Qichu's driver was already waiting.

I am most afraid of the underground garage, but when I bought this house, it was close to the underground garage. Ling Lanqiu showed affection and reason to me, and finally convinced me.

This car is used by Qi Chu frequently. It is half a nanny car. It is very comfortable inside. When I open it, the heater blows in my face. The driver is as quiet as a robot. I give the address, and he drives silently.

However, less than 3 minutes after the car drove, a voice suddenly came: "Why are you going to the hospital in the middle of the night?"

A person struggled to crawl out of the pile of clothes on the sofa opposite. It was Ling Lanqiu. She was always too thin. She hid in this car to sleep sometime, but I didn't notice it when I got in the car.

"My father is critically ill."

Ling Lanqiu let out an "oh" and struggled to sit up.

She is older than me and Qi Chu, and in the second half of her 30s, she looks haggard after taking off her makeup, especially at this time, but her aura is still there. After getting up, she sat silently on the side.

The car passed in front of our school, Ling Lanqiu suddenly said: "It's such a cold day..."

I looked out the window, and the beggar from the day was still there, huddled in a pile of rags, all that was visible was his tangled hair.

"What are you doing in the car?"

"I lost a fight with someone, so I ran here to recuperate. Who knows that I will be caught by you."

"Who dares to hit you?"

"There are talents from generation to generation, and there will always be people who dare to beat me."

The verbal battles between each other were careless, but on the contrary, the heavy weight in their hearts was relieved, and they were no longer so oppressive.

"Will you find a hotel to put you down later?"

"No need." Ling Lanqiu was wrapped in a quilt-like black down jacket, buried her face in it and dozed off: "I just happen to be going to the hospital too."

I didn't ask any more questions, and went all the way to the hospital in silence.

I probably had already imagined all possible reasons on the road, but when I actually stood at the door of the ICU, I was not as painful as I imagined.My mother called late, and my father had already had his chest opened and was lying on the hospital bed with tubes all over his body.

His deputy director came to inform me of his condition.

"Some organic heart diseases can escape the physical examination." He said this: "Director Xiao has been working overtime for a few days, and when he got off work today, he still said that his heart was not feeling well, and he sent it over at nine o'clock in the evening. , It was a sudden cardiac death. When it was delivered, she had lost consciousness, her blood pressure and aortic rhythm could not be measured, and her heart sounds disappeared upon auscultation..."

This is the case with family members of doctors. By default, you must understand and be considerate, even if you really want to scratch your hair and scream, even if you are about to go crazy.

After I finished talking with the doctor, I walked over. My mother sat on the chair blankly, and Xiao Hang squatted in the corner of the corridor, pulling his hair.

The world seems to lose color.

Brain damage is irreversible after 6 minutes of cardiac arrest. This is what I knew when I was five years old. It is just a tachyarrhythmia. Cedilan diluted intravenous injection and carotid sinus massage can save it. However, my father fell ill. The ambulance arrived 10 minutes later. Xiao Hang studied physical education and couldn't even do CPR well.

The doctor's son, who saved someone else's father, was not around when his own father fell ill, how ironic.

No wonder the deputy director dared to tell me directly: "Director Xiao is not in a good condition now, he is in a deep coma, and the possibility of waking up is very low.