Forced to make a fake show with the president

It was bitterly cold in the capital in February, and Qiao Xu stood at the door of the operating room, looking at the operating lights that had not been extinguished for a long time, feeling more and more anxious.

At six o'clock in the evening, Ms. Zhang has been sent to the operating room, and it has been a full four hours so far.Although she knew that surgery for coronary heart disease was a big deal, what kind of situation would delay it until now?

She didn't dare, and she didn't want to think deeply.

There was a letter in the satchel, which was the suicide note written by Zhang Shuhua all day before entering.

Although she only vaguely wrote the word "daughter" in the column of the recipient's name, everyone knew that it was for Tan Yuqing.

If possible, she really didn't want to be this messenger. The matter of carrying a person's life was too heavy for her, and Ms. Zhang should return it in person.

Unfortunately, this will never be possible.

At 10:30, Qiao Xu was so drowsy that she leaned on the cold seat and almost fell asleep, but a crisp door knocked her attention in time.

The operating light went out, and the door of the operating room opened. Qiao Xu's heart immediately sank, and he got up and went to the chief surgeon: "Doctor, what's the result of the operation?"

Her answer was a long silence and a weak sigh.

At this moment, Qiao Xu felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the February winter cold was blowing on his body, as if he could peel off a piece of flesh.

She opened and closed her mouth, the expression on her face seemed to be crying but not crying, extremely far-fetched, she tensed the last string, and asked: "Doctor, how is Auntie?"

When the nurses came out of the operating room and saw the pale-faced Qiao Xu, they mourned over and over again, hesitated to speak, then shook their heads and left.

The chief surgeon took a step back and bowed deeply towards Qiao Xu: "Sorry, I couldn't save him."

With one sentence, the world fell apart, and Qiao Xu fell straight down as if his soul had been broken. Grief and guilt flooded in belatedly.

Zhang Shuhua died, on the operating table.He drew his salary from the bottom of the pot and fought desperately, but in the end he ended up like this.

Funny and sad.

At 11:30 in the evening, Pei Xi drove the drunk Tan Yuqing home. As soon as he put her on the bed, Qiao Xu called.

"President Pei, Ms. Zhang has gone."

With a bang, the phone fell to the floor, the dim screen was covered with cracks, and the busy tone of the interrupted call was especially harsh in the quiet night.

The drunken person on the bed seemed to be in a dream, and coquettishly whispered relyingly and trustingly: "Pei Xi...slow down, wait for me."

Pei Xi raised the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and while laughing, he burst into tears, not daring to make a sound.

In the dark night where the cold wind was raging, she knelt down in front of Tan Yuqing and silently pleaded guilty.

It was bound to be a sleepless night.

Tan Yu woke up the next day, only feeling dizzy.Even though he is too strong to drink, he insists on being brave, which can be regarded as self-inflicted consequences.

Smelling of alcohol, she took off her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a hot shower.The warm and moist bath water wraps the whole body, which is the happiest daily life in late winter and early spring.

It's just that she didn't know if it was her illusion, but under such a comfortable taste, there was a weird taste hidden.

It was as if something was flowing through her fingertips, and she couldn't see or grasp it clearly, which made her heart throb for no reason.

Wrapped in a bath towel and walked out of the bathroom, Tan Yuqing wanted to change into new clothes, but suddenly caught a glimpse of two sets of wedding dresses on the hanger, his eyes lit up, and he walked over eagerly.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the door of the villa was opened, Pei Xi came in with a hot breakfast in his hand, and was about to bend over to change her shoes, when someone behind her suddenly came forward and hugged her.

"Pei Xi." Tan Yuqing smiled with squinted eyes, her bright red lips imprinted on her smooth side face, and she kissed lightly and affectionately.

Pei Xi's body froze, and he slowly clenched the hand holding the plastic bag, his already drooping head sank further, not daring to turn his head to look at the people behind him.

Tan Yuqing was in the joy of her wedding dress, and didn't notice the person's resistance at all. She rubbed her head affectionately on the back of her white and tender neck: "Where did you go? Why don't you call me."

Pei Xi's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't dare to respond.

"Hey, why don't you talk? Do you want me to help you?" The smile on Tan Yuqing's face deepened, her snake-like hands slid towards the man's tight waist, and her two jade feet flirtatiously hooked the man's calf, Fanning the flames is very ambiguous.

"Don't..." Pei Xi grabbed her troublesome hand in time, closed her eyelids slightly, and firmly covered her eyes full of pain, "I'm tired, eat."

"Okay~" Tan Yuqing let go and responded lazily.

The wedding dress was exquisite but cumbersome. Tan Yuqing was careful when eating, for fear of getting the greasy soup on it. His actions were weird and funny, but it was a pity that Pei Xi never raised his head to look up, and kept eating the rice in silence.

"From today onwards, you don't need to go to Fang's anymore. There are still [-] days before the Chinese New Year. We can enjoy it to the fullest." Tan Yuqing's eyes sparkled when he said this, full of longing, as if he had a lot to do.

"First of all, let's take wedding photos today! Although I can't get married right away, at least I will enjoy wearing a wedding dress." Tan Yuqing smiled sweeter, completely immersed in her plans and fantasies.

Pei Xi looked up, seeing her blissful and intoxicated appearance, feeling more and more guilty, and quickly looked away.

"After taking wedding photos, go to the movies and eat hot pot! We haven't eaten the New Year's goods at home yet, let's make dumplings when we get back!"

Tan Yuqing patted her chest, complacent: "The dumpling stuffing I made is better than that made by my mother. I promise you will never forget it after eating."

Pei Xi still didn't speak, her long hair covered her face, concealing the deep self-blame and unbearable.

Suddenly a slender hand stretched out in front of her, pinned her drooping hair behind her ears, held her face and looked at her for a moment: "You are so strange today."

In a word, Pei Xi was flustered and at a loss. He wanted to turn his face away, but was restrained even harder, and had no choice but to face Tan Yuqing squarely.

"Look at me, don't hide, don't run away." Tan Yuqing didn't smile, but was worried, "What happened?"

It was the only reason she could think of.

After dating for three months, it was the first time she saw Pei Xi in such a mess.The eyes that used to be calm and composed in the past are now replaced by deep fear, guilt and sadness go hand in hand, so deep that people dare not explore it carefully.

Pei Xi couldn't break free, and didn't dare to break free. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes: "I'm sorry."

A very thoughtless sentence, but Tan Yuqing didn't bother, and listened carefully and attentively.

She thought Pei Xi would open up and tell her everything, but he didn't.Pei Xi kept apologizing and saying I'm sorry, and his emotions gradually broke down while talking, and the tears that he had endured for a long time finally flowed down.

Weeping silently and crying mournfully, but Tan Yuqing could feel that such mourning was not out of emotion, but more like crying on behalf of others.

The tip of her heart suddenly trembled, and strong unease and fear flooded her whole body, as if something huge had happened without her knowing.

Tan Yuqing became more and more restless, racking his brains and thinking desperately, suddenly raised his head as if he had a premonition, and uttered two words with trembling lips: "Mom...?"

After she finished speaking, she saw Pei Xi's curled up body tremble suddenly, and Tan Yuqing knew she had guessed right.

Such a keen intuition is really disgusting.

"Mom... what's wrong?"

Didn't you go on a trip?Isn't it in Tianshan?With Pei Xi's company, is there any problem?

Tan Yuqing didn't believe it.

But at this time, she suddenly realized that, except for the short phone call on January No. 14, her mother never contacted her again.

If you think about it carefully, you will even find that as early as the middle and late December, my mother never sent a photo.

This is clearly not right.

In the first few days, I still posted selfies every day and chatted with her, but why didn't I chat with her later?

All kinds of strange thoughts flooded into her mind, Tan Yuqing slumped on the chair in a daze, and reached out to shake Pei Xi's shoulder: "Pei Xi, tell me something. What happened to my mother?"

fall?Mom is getting older, and it is inevitable that she will have bumps and bumps.Altitude sickness?It doesn't matter, just send it to the hospital.

Then what will happen? I am so sad that Pei Xi loses his composure...

"I'm sorry..." Pei Xi was still repeating these words, cold tears flowed across the room, but he got off the high seat and knelt down on the ground.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I shouldn't hide it from you, at least let you see your aunt for the last time."

Peng!

Something exploded in his ear, and Tan Yuqing felt like he was about to lose his hearing.

The last side... the last side...

What does the last side mean?

Soon, Pei Xi gave the answer.

"I'm sorry, Auntie passed away."

Tan Yuqing stood up abruptly, her chest heaving violently. In the endless grief and pain, her vision gradually blurred, her consciousness gradually stripped away, and finally she spun and fell to the floor.

In the end, she saw Pei Xi's terrified face, her lips and teeth were open and closed, and she seemed to be shouting something, but unfortunately she couldn't hear clearly...

Become unconscious.