revenge love

"Well, my parents said they missed you very much, and asked when you are free to eat?"

Kang Bingzhu asked with a slight nervousness.

Han Jia's heart sank.

Logically, Kang Bingzhu's parents should not be involved in this story.When the son is 14 years old, he already has his own, clear principles of a little man - he is responsible for himself, and all his "battles" have nothing to do with his parents.In other words, if Kang Bingzhu didn't really want to be with Han Jia, he wouldn't be able to win his parents' approval.

Han Jia finally faced this fact.

He was not surprised when things came to an end.

Han Jia knew Kang Bingzhu well.The latter has always only obeyed its own rules, so it can do things that violate the rules of the world for its own sanctions.In order to avenge Han Jia, Kang Bingzhu will do what others think is wrong—however, what Kang Bingzhu can't do is to act hypocritically.

His smile to Han Jia, his kindness to Han Jia, none of these could come from the acting skills of a person who only knows how to treat others sincerely.

Han Jia should know clearly that he just keeps avoiding, using self-deception to escape his selfishness.

His mother would use death to free him, but he is such a selfish person, Ren Kang Bingzhu lives in the fear that he will die at any time.

——It can't go on like this.

Han Jia told herself that.

Han Jia couldn't even recall what happened afterwards.He didn't know how he did it, and even told those ruthless lies, even, he threw the red wishing stone into the sea.God knows how important this stone is to him.

As he left the beach step by step, Han Jia suspected that his soul had been thrown into the sea.

"...I will take everything you say very seriously, so you can't talk nonsense, I won't be able to bear it..."

Not long ago, Kang Bingzhu said that to him very seriously.

As a result, he immediately talked nonsense, and he said such cruel things to Kang Bingzhu who would take what he said "very, very seriously".

The heavy rain washed against his cheeks, making it impossible for him to tell if he was crying. For a moment, he was so hurt, and soon, his body was so hollow that he couldn't feel anything.

Han Jia began to feel absurd.He had such a serious heart attack, and the doctor always told him not to get emotional. As a result, just when he thought he should die of heartache, he didn't even get sick.

——If he must die, why can't he die when he deserves to die?

That night, it rained all night.

Han Jia never left that beach again.

Han Jia, who sent the resignation letter by e-mail, went to the beach every evening after the tide ebbed from the next day to look for the wishing stone that he threw away with his own hands.

Last time he found it with all his heart.In the colorful creek, he thought that he must find the red stone, and then he could confess to Kang Bingzhu his feelings that he had buried for ten years.Of course, he doesn't expect Kang Bingzhu to respond, even if the other party is willing to respond to him, he will reply coolly, "I just want you to know that you are very attractive, so choose the best one, there is no need to be so short-sighted."

... He just didn't want to be so lonely in love, and no one knew in the end.

However, God stopped him.

God won't let him confess.There are countless stones in the colorful stream, but he can't find a single red one.

God just stopped him like that - at the same time, Kang Bingzhu encouraged him.

Kang Bingzhu found the wishing stone for him, and solemnly placed it on his desk.At that time Han Jia thought, no matter what God told him to do, he would choose to listen to Kang Bingzhu.So, he decided to confess...

...But, why did it end up like this?

He got the most beautiful feeling in the world, but hurt the most beautiful person in the world.

Han Jia dug the sand under the water every night and kept searching.This time, he must find that wishing stone, and then he can hold the most important treasure in his life, just like his mother did, and leave this world peacefully.

It was the best option he could think of.He can no longer see Kang Bingzhu, which means that it is impossible for him to have any good things happen in his life. If so, what's the point of continuing to live hard?

Because of the sudden resignation, Han Jia had to complete some handover work through mobile phone contact.After all, this is the company managed by Kang Bingzhu, and Han Jia had no choice but to leave unprepared. He hoped that he could help the company to make a smooth handover as much as possible, so as not to add chaos to Kang Bingzhu.

Fortunately, Kang Bingzhu didn't call...even though Han Jia also felt conflicted about it.Sometimes he would suddenly wish that Kang Bingzhu could call and quarrel with him, and scold him, so that at least he could hear the other party's voice again.

However, Kang Bingzhu never contacted Han Jia with his mobile phone once.

—He did send an email.Han Jia stared at the mailbox for a whole day, but finally did not open it.

On this day, the number dialed to Han Jia's cell phone was extremely unfamiliar.

Han Jia connected the phone with a little doubt, and then, a strange man's voice came from the phone.

"Maybe you will be notified by the hospital soon to undergo an examination and prepare for a transplant operation. However, I want to inform you in advance that Kang Bingzhu will die soon."

Han Jia couldn't understand what the other party said, because what the other party said was illogical.

There is no way Kang Bingzhu will die!How could something happen to him? !

"It was a car accident." The strange male voice explained mechanically indifferently, "Kang Bingzhu had a car accident. When the emergency personnel arrived, he was seriously injured and unconscious. His arm was broken in many places, but he stretched out his hand and held up his organ donation registration form." ..."

Han Jia clutched the phone tightly. He wanted to hear what the other person said, but his mind went blank.Vaguely, he heard the sound of some objects falling and impacting, and the man's words were interrupted.

"Hello?" Han Jia listened to his trembling voice without saying a word.

The voice of the man on the other end of the call was a little low. "I know, I know, don't hurt yourself, do you really want to die?" This sentence was obviously not addressed to Han Jia. After that, the voice became clear again, and the man's tone revealed a trace of helplessness and dissatisfaction with hating iron for nothing, " Correct me, Kang Bingzhu probably won’t die. He’s covered in plaster and bandages, his throat is still injured and he can’t make a sound for the time being, because he heard me call and said he was dying, so he rushed over to grab the phone, and he’s still lying on the ground , at least two or three people can carry him to bed."

"Is he alright?" Han Jia made an extremely hoarse voice.

"He's far from being fine." The man said, and after another commotion, the man continued, "Okay, don't worry. In order not to make you worry, he jumped a few times just now."

"Can you tell me which hospital he is in?" Han Jia didn't understand why he started to cry after hearing the good news that the man changed his mind. He asked with a sob, afraid that the other party would not let him see Kang Bingzhu again.

Fortunately, the man quickly reported the address.Han Jia started to walk outside, faster and faster. The doctor warned him not to exercise vigorously, but in the end he ran to his car.

He's going to die, he's ready for it.He also made a choice.

——But now, he just wants to see Kang Bingzhu as soon as possible.

When she opened the door and walked into the ward, there was no one else in the room, and Han Jia only saw Kang Bingzhu lying on the bed.The latter was wrapped like a mummy.

However, Kang Bingzhu turned his head to look at him with such bright eyes.According to Han Jia's measurement system, all the living creatures in this world combined do not have as much life force as these eyes.

Han Jia finally breathed a sigh of relief.However, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he walked over in a slightly dazed way, step by step to the bedside.

Kang Bingzhu stretched out his hand with difficulty.Han Jia hurried back to hold him.

They stared closely at each other for a long time.Then, Kang Bingzhu wrote stroke by stroke in Han Jia's palm——

don’t worry.I won't mess around again, and I won't let you worry about me out of control like ten years ago.

Ten years ago, because Han Jia was worried that Kang Bingzhu would have an accident while skateboarding on Tianlang Road, in order to force the other party to make a promise, Han Jia even beat the other party.

So far Han Jia has not been able to apologize for this incident... But now, judging from the sweet smile in Kang Bingzhu's eyes, he shouldn't need to apologize for this incident?

He was allowed to get nervous out of control for Kang Bingzhu.

Because I am Han Jia.Because you are Kang Bingzhu.

...But I still have to say sorry.

"The first truth I learned was taught by my mother." Han Jia said nonchalantly. He hadn't cried since he was five years old.Until recently.In recent days, I don’t know if some switch in his body has been turned on. His eyes turn sore at every turn, and his voice is nasal when he speaks, “My mother convinced me that the way to love someone well is to free him. Don't let him live in fear that he's going to die... But now I don't think it's right because I've been regretting it since I said that thing, that thing on the beach. I shouldn't lie to you ...You will take every word of mine seriously, so I must be sincere in every word...I'm sorry..."

Kang Bingzhu kept shaking his head, he couldn't make a sound, he opened his mouth wide and made a gesture: no-to-difficult-too-

"So," Han Jia pulled himself together and tried his best to fulfill Kang Bingzhu's request, for which he specially smiled, "Although I still can't figure out what to do... In fact, I don't know what to do next, But, I don’t want to lie to you anymore. What I’m thinking now,” this is Han Jia’s only thought about the next plan, and he still feels at ease when he doesn’t know what to do, because he still has an ultimate The answer, the answer is never wrong—

"I think, listen to you."

Kang Bingzhu raised the corners of his mouth high.From a long time ago, Han Jia wondered if Kang Bingzhu's mouth was too big, because every time the latter smiled, it was as bright as the sunshine in August that could make all cicadas scream.

Kang Bingzhu used his fingers to write in the palm of Han Jia's palm——

Days are short and bitter and nights are long, why not swim in candles.

(End of the article)