Mindful

It was a long and difficult night, Qiao Yuanlin finally passed out due to exhaustion, his skin was soaked with red blood from his tears, he suddenly talked in his sleep, and was startled in Liang Cheng's arms.

He had just fallen into a deep sleep when the sky was twilight, and the morning light diffused in the sky outside the window. When he woke up and opened his eyes, Liang Cheng was already fully dressed and guarding the head of the bed.

Wiping the end of the eye many times broke the skin, and it hurt a little, Qiao Yuanlin half-closed it and asked, "Brother, what time is it?"

"Eight o'clock immediately." Liang Cheng brushed away the broken hair on his sideburns, "I'll take a day off for you, and rest at home today?"

Qiao Yuanlin pondered for a moment, but did not refuse: "I'll ask for it later, so don't be late for work."

Liang Cheng had an important surgery in the afternoon, so he couldn't be absent, but he was too worried, staring at Qiao Yuanlin for a while and refused to leave.

"I really don't mind." Qiao Yuanlin said with a hoarse voice, "I'll let it out after crying, and I'll call you immediately if I need something."

Before leaving, Liang Cheng first called home, and it happened that He Jie was taking a break, so he told Qiao Yuanlin not to stay alone, but to go home and rest.

Qiao Yuanlin lay on his back on the pillow and listened to the door close. Now that all the cause and effect have been clarified, the mixed threads settled down, and he regained his calm.

The phone, which had been turned off overnight, was turned on, and it rang non-stop. There were more than 30 missed calls to Lin Chengbi and more than a dozen unread messages.Qiao Yuanlin smiled wryly while flipping through the pages, Lin Cheng Bixian was so nervous about him when he grew up so big.

Was it shock, fear, and maybe a little anger?

Qiao Yuanlin didn't bother to study carefully. He braced himself to get up, didn't dare to look in the mirror, and tidied up neatly.There were medicine and water prepared by Liang Cheng on the coffee table. He drank up the water and put the medicine intact into a portable medicine box.

He left the apartment to go to the TV station, arriving half an hour late for work.The large office area of ​​the interview department was empty, and each group had a meeting together.

Qiao Yuanlin swaggered past the meeting room. His colleagues looked at him through the entire glass wall, and the team leader took the lead in slapping him.

Without squinting, he broke into the director's office with his bag on his back in full view.

The crowd was stunned, and looked at the deity of the director at the top of the conference table with a "swish" - Sun Zhuo was peaceful, pushed the meeting materials away, and let everyone discuss on their own.

Sun Zhuo left the table for a while, and stopped at the door of the office, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. He opened the door, and Qiao Yuanlin leaned against the window with his arms folded, as if waiting for him.

After entering the room and closing the door, Sun Zhuo was suddenly at a loss for words. He had assumed many situations, and the ones that met expectations were not fulfilled, but he did not expect that Qiao Yuanlin would be able to calm down the next day, as if he had made a plan.

He judged that Qiao Yuanlin didn't come to work, and said, "I thought you wouldn't come here today."

Qiao Yuanlin said, "I didn't sleep well, I got up late."

That face was still red, and dotted on the eyelids and the tip of the nose, it was the traces of howling.Sun Zhuo admitted that he acted cruelly, but he didn't regret it, nor did he want to comfort him hypocritically.

Since he came to him, he directly asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Qiao Yuanlin replied: "I want the manuscript about Liang Cheng. I also want the exclusive interview with Zhao Jianzhe. You need to use your permission to retrieve it from the archive."

Sun Zhuo walked around behind the desk and turned on the computer.Qiao Yuanlin looked down at the gate of the archive and said, "Boss, have you planned this day since I joined the TV station?"

Sun Zhuo replied: "No one can grasp the unknown. Whether this day will survive does not depend on me, but depends on you."

Because Qiao Yuanlin passed several tests, he was able to touch the secret of his biological mother step by step.

"Little Qiao, do you blame me?" Sun Zhuo asked.

Qiao Yuanlin said sincerely: "No, thank you for letting me see it, and thank you for testing me. Otherwise, I would really doubt what kind of person I am, and whether I would be affected and become a second her. "

Sun Zhuo said with certainty: "You are different from her."

The sun was strong, Qiao Yuanlin pulled down the blinds, and smiled in the shadows. When he was a child, he dreamed of being a reporter as good as Lin Chengbi, but it turned out to be so ironic.

After finishing the materials, he asked for three days off. When he was leaving, Sun Zhuo stopped him and asked him what he wanted to do.

He didn't answer, but asked in a deep voice: "When my mother was transferred to the neighboring city, how long did it take?"

The rules and regulations of the news center are complicated, and the transfer of personnel cannot be done overnight, especially when someone who is not well-connected is used to change jobs. Sun Zhuo recalled: "It must be prepared at least one year in advance."

Qiao Yuanlin nodded, knowing what to do.

The weather was fine, Qiao Yuanlin came out of the TV station and didn't want to go home, so he walked to the bus stop and picked up a bus with few passengers.

After passing through more than ten stops along the way, I was blocked for a while at the intersection of the business district, and the high-rise buildings of Boyu Garden were beside the road.

Although it is an old house, the school district housing is very popular, and there are four or five sales agencies' promotional signs at the entrance of the community.Qiao Yuanlin moved in on the first day of the first grade. Qiao Wenyuan and Lin Chengbi were very happy that day, so he always remembered it.

The neighbor's sister is very good at studying and has never fallen out of the top three. Lin Chengbi encouraged him and said that he could do it too.He did, and has since started his hard-working academic career.

He has less energy than other children, so he can't stay up too late. Sometimes when Lin Chengbi comes home, he wipes the camera with a small handkerchief over and over again to avoid falling asleep.

He broke the recorder, afraid of being scolded, and prepared all the New Year's money for compensation, but Lin Chengbi said it didn't matter, every reporter had broken it before, and he successfully completed his career entry.

The first English word he learned was "apple" on the early education card, then the reporter, the truth, and the interview like a bible.He crookedly copied the back of the card, and muttered when he had nothing to do. The teacher in the early education class thought he had met a child prodigy.

Lin Chengbi didn't have time to hold a parent-teacher meeting for him. He proudly told his classmates: "Because my mother is helping people solve difficulties, she is very good."

He loves Lin Chengbi as a mother, but more, he looks up to and pursues Lin Chengbi.His aspirations, ideals, and goals are all influenced by her. He tried his best to catch up with the top of the mountain to see the clouds, but unfortunately he saw the abyss first halfway.

Arriving at the terminal, Qiao Yuanlin got off and changed to another car.He sat in the rear compartment in a daze, the sound of the stop announcement came in from his left ear and out from his right ear, and the passengers beside him changed one after another.

After a long time, the scenery outside the window has become familiar, it is Jixiang Park.

Qiao Yuanlin got off the car and walked slowly along the sidewalk. The night market was closed, and Jixiang Road was covered with a layer of sunshine.Walking to the lake, the canopy of the food stall is locked, and the colorful lights are wrapped around a big tree.

The last time I came here was to celebrate the success of the bar case, a few young people were drunk and messed up, and were thrown down by Liang Cheng.

The image of Ying Xiaoyu appeared in Qiao Yuanlin's mind. Even if he became a big boss, he still couldn't avoid being offended. Back then, he was a lonely person who started from scratch, and it was hard to estimate how many hardships he had gone through.

The elder sister was tortured, the younger brother was murdered and imprisoned, and was slandered. The two paid such a heavy price, how did they survive?How can he bear the monstrous grievances?

Qiao Yuanlin held on to the railing, his fingernails were so hard that they were pale, and they were ground into a streak of powder.

Having known each other for so long, Ying Xiaoqiong didn't say a word, teasing him, laughing at him, making fun of him and Liang Cheng every time they met, he really regarded him as a younger brother.

Ying Xiaoqiong knew that Lin Chengbi had evidence 11 years ago, but there was nothing she could do. She could only bear the charges and previous convictions day after day and year after year.Released after serving his sentence, he started a new life. Now in this cold winter, for him, Lin Chengbi's son, he took the initiative to let go and accept his fate.

But he can't admit it, he can't pretend that everything never happened.

Ying Xiaoqiong said that he is expected to be a good reporter, and he must live up to this statement.

The cold wind on the shore of the lake was biting, and the sun was warm and hot. Qiao Yuanlin felt that there was a double sky of ice and fire.He didn't know how long he stayed, and the security guards patrolled the park frequently, probably worried that he would commit suicide.

He wandered outside for most of the day, and when he returned to Minghu Garden, the yard was open, and He Jie came out to throw out the trash.

He couldn't help but stop two or three meters away.

He Jie saw him and said, "Why did you decide there, come here."

Qiao Yuanlin couldn't move, so He Jie came over to hold his arm, and said, "Liang Cheng said that you are taking leave today, are you uncomfortable? Come on, let's go into the room first."

The house was warm and cozy, Qiao Yuanlin was pressed on the sofa by He Jie, covered with a blanket, held a cup of hot water, and took his temperature in a daze.

He Jie smiled and said, "I don't have a fever, are you tired?"

"I'm fine." Qiao Yuanlin tentatively pulled He Jie's hand, "Auntie, sit down."

He Jie sat beside him: "Have you had lunch yet?"

Qiao Yuanlin nodded vaguely, pondered for half a minute, and asked, "Auntie, do you know who my mother is?"

He Jie was taken aback for a moment, and said, "I know, your mother's surname is Lin."

"She..." Qiao Yuanlin couldn't help but say, "She and that person... are college classmates."

He Jie understood who he was referring to, and patiently explained: "I didn't know your mother was her at first. Because both your father and I have experienced unsatisfactory marriages, especially me, we all avoided talking about our past life. etc. When we knew it, we had already established feelings and trust, and meeting the right person at this age is also very cherished, so we didn't give up."

She stretched out the blanket to cover Qiao Yuanlin's feet, and said, "I'm glad I made this choice."

"Thank you for becoming my family." Qiao Yuanlin opened his hand and hugged He Jie hesitantly, "Auntie, I'm really happy that you are happy."

He Jie sighed softly: "You are so obedient, maybe I can't help being greedy."

Qiao Yuanlin asked, "What is greed for?"

He Jie once said that she couldn't take the place of her mother, but she has been shaken a little since getting along with her. She smiled shyly: "It's just thinking beyond one's own strength, to be a real mother to you and Liang Cheng."

Qiao Yuanlin suddenly felt that God really treated him well.

In the evening, a surgery consumed a lot of energy. Liang Cheng, who had been a saint with zero complaints for several months, once regained his stern appearance, walked off the operating table with wind, leaving the tired others behind.

He was thinking about his family, and he couldn't wait for a moment after get off work, so he was the first one to leave the consultation room.

Overtaking all the way, if he hadn't disappeared too quickly, the other drivers would have lowered their windows and scolded him.

After galloping home, Liang Cheng calmed down and entered the door.A movie was playing on the TV in the living room, a chopping board with meat stuffing was placed in the dining room, He Jie was making dumplings, and Qiao Wenyuan had just returned, washing his hands to roll the dumplings.

The two looked over together, as if every ordinary night.Liang Cheng said hello, went into the room and searched around, came back and asked, "Where is Qiao Yuanlin, did you let him go out alone?"

Qiao Wenyuan was surprised: "He is such an adult, why should he still be with him?"

Liang Cheng didn't care about explaining, so he immediately called Qiao Yuanlin and pretended to go out to look for it.

He Jie said, "What are you in a hurry for? You haven't lost anyone, so you're just peeling garlic in the kitchen!"

Liang Cheng strode to the kitchen. In front of the cooking counter, Qiao Yuanlin was wearing beige home clothes and a small apron, pulling a head of garlic with a low eyebrow.

Liang Chengsong breathed a sigh of relief, approached and squeezed the back of the neck, pinched Qiao Yuanlin and turned around, Xingshi asked, "Are you sincerely scaring me?"

"If you care about it, it will be chaotic." Qiao Yuanlin looked over Liang Cheng's shoulder and glanced outside. The sole of the slippers was too thin, so he tiptoed to kiss Liang Cheng's lips.

A light kiss, but Liang Cheng pinched the back of his head tightly and bit his tongue.

"Hmm." Qiao Yuanlin refused, "No."

Liang Cheng traced his face with the tip of his nose, flirting ambiguously, and asked, "What don't you want?"

Qiao Yuanlin kept the volume down to the lowest, and said in a panic, "Don't... If you dip it in vinegar, I'll pour you soy sauce."

"You want to salt me ​​to death?" Liang Cheng slapped him on the buttocks, and then deliberately pulled the flounce of the apron, "Work hard, little cook."

The phone vibrated, and Qiao Yuanlin had garlic on his hands, so he asked Liang Cheng to take it out for him.

After Ansheng had been there all day, Lin Chengbi called again.

Liang Cheng stared at the screen and asked, "Will you take it?"

"Take it."

Sliding the call button, Liang Cheng held the phone up to Qiao Yuanlin's ear, and from a close distance he could hear Lin Chengbi saying inside: "You are finally willing to answer my call."

Qiao Yuanlin remained silent, waiting for the next sentence.

"Son." Lin Chengbi said in a tired tone, "Let's meet and talk, okay?"

Qiao Yuanlin said: "I'm not free tomorrow, I'll find you the day after tomorrow."

Lin Chengbi wanted to hurry up, but at the same time, he couldn't help but resist: "Is what you said yesterday true? You, have you heard something?"

Qiao Yuanlin only answered with one word: "Yes."

Lin Chengbi spoke incoherently, "Yuan Lin, you, don't—"

"I haven't done anything yet," Qiao Yuanlin interrupted her, "Are you very distressed now?"

Probably because his attitude was too unfamiliar, Lin Chengbi said "hmm" in a daze.

Then, Qiao Yuanlin glanced at Liang Cheng and repeated the question he asked 11 years ago. He said, "Mom, do you believe in retribution?"