Heart fire

The leaders can't finish the meeting for a while.It's just after nine o'clock, after Yao Hongwei left, Xi Yang sat quietly for a long time, until the landline on the desk rang again and again, he woke up from the state of loss of control and trance, took a deep breath, then got up, picked up pieces of the ground The broken cup lid was wrapped in a piece of waste paper and thrown into the trash can.

It was cold, and the hot water in the teapot cooled down quickly.Whether it was forgot or on purpose, Yao Hongwei didn't take away the document and disposed of it. It was still placed on the edge of the solid wood coffee table, and a corner was wet by the poured tea.

Xi Yang's scattered eyes fell on it.

A few pages of A4 paper sandwiched in a transparent file bag look the same as the countless documents that are usually handled, but this one, when opened, is Zhou Tong's training performance during the secret service, his approval opinions The words "Agreed to apply for transfer", as well as his signature and administrative official seal, are different from the previous ones, which are somewhat scrawled, but they are not as evasive as before. Instead, they are written densely and full of lines.

Only the applicant's signature column is blank.

He knows that no decision should be made on the most emotional and pessimistic night.A quiet environment and sufficient time will make the problem complicated and serious, and then make people negative and extreme.But this time he completely lost the ability to think rationally, and he didn't even dare to spend a second to imagine that if Zhou Tong found out about his concealment, found out that he wrote the suicide note, and asked about the details of the year, what would he and Zhou Yi do? relationship, or ask him to take care of himself and accept the purpose of his confession, what should he do at that moment.

Before that, Xi Yang had already decided to keep this secret forever at all costs.He is not afraid of Tao Weinan's threats, nor does he care about the price he may pay for violating the principle of conscience. Dirty and dirty, one day they will lose everything, including his respect and love, their common beliefs, so what does it matter.

Isn't this the punishment he deserves?

But even though he had made such a plan, he never expected that the suicide note would be in Zhou Tong's hands.

He still remembers what he wrote.The strong wind in Chonghuai, the peony in Yunling, the singing, dancing and pain, and the oath of the sea of ​​flames are full of unwillingness and begging, please don’t run away, please love me.

He finally knew why Zhou Tong said, "It's not a wild guess, I have evidence."

This is the evidence of his cowardice, his unbearableness, his failure to ask for it, his unfaithfulness, the evidence of his love, pain, and deception.

Maybe confession is the only correct way out, but what should he do, how can he find a suitable place, a suitable time, and a suitable way to speak out everything in a suitable way before Zhou Tong finds out, so as to gain his trust and understanding?

What should he say, I'm sorry, I liked your brother once, and I had an unknown short-term love with him, but it was only a secret kiss, and there was no other behavior that crossed the line?

We joined the army together, and I fell in love with him at first sight. I used to cling to him like you cling to me, chasing after him, giving up my childhood dreams and the dazzling stage for him, becoming a man who is just like him but far inferior to him. The firefighter said he loved him but let him die in the fire, but was that just an accident?

Knowing that you care, knowing what kind of purpose you have come here, I have concealed and deceived you time and time again, dampened your enthusiasm, said that I don't know him, said that your persistence is meaningless, and let you be tempted He also brazenly accepted it, but it was only because five years later I fell in love with you again, his younger brother, not in love, not in place of consolation, but really in love with you, who looks similar to him, has The inextricably linked but completely different you, please believe me?

Xi Yang has no way of telling whether he has no confidence in himself or in Zhou Tong.He knows that Zhou Tong is a kind boy who can look at problems rationally and objectively, but no matter how good a child is, no kind person can tolerate deception. Sincerely.

Maybe he can bear Zhou Tong's anger, hatred, and even violent venting, but he can't face his disappointment after learning the truth anyway, and he can't watch those sincere and bright eyes dim, and the hot flame is extinguished , love and faith were separated from each other, and the only thing left was the scars caused by him, which could not be healed for the rest of his life.

Encountering, getting to know each other, falling in love, should not have happened and should not be possessed, until now he is helpless, but the reappeared suicide note warned him that all this must come to an end.

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Leaving the majestic office building, walking out of the gate of the corps, and stepping into the half-warm, half-cold, bright and dry sunshine between late autumn and early winter.Pedestrians have already changed into winter clothes, and tree trunks are painted with insect-proof and anti-freeze white paint. The breakfast stalls after a busy morning are closing, and the bus stops are deserted. The end sounds of each word are dragged very long, which slows down the passing time and hurried footsteps with the rhythm.

He stayed up all night and was in a trance. Xi Yang didn't drive when he came here. Now he didn't want to go back and had nowhere to go, so he walked aimlessly along the sidewalk. After passing two intersections and turning a corner, he came to The entrance of the Armed Police Hospital, two stations away from the Corps.

I went upstairs to find the intensive care unit, and when I entered the door, I saw Wen Yue in hospital gown sitting by the bed by the window, feeding Tu Ke with a bowl of chicken soup, wiping his mouth every time he was fed, being careful not to He raised his head to meet the eyes of Tu Ke's mother who was opposite, no matter how he looked, he looked like a new daughter-in-law who just got married and didn't like her mother-in-law.

Tu Ke's left shoulder was wrapped with a bandage, and his forearm was suspended. Wen Yue's hospital gown that looked like a bucket became a tights on his body, which couldn't hide his two strong chest muscles at all.Looking at his expression, he knew that he was embarrassing his mother again. Sure enough, the next moment he swallowed a mouthful of chicken soup, and said slowly: "You are not satisfied after drinking it? Why don't you go and wait? Can you stay here?" Interfere with my rest, interrupt my love?"

Wen Yue's face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and her head was so low that it was about to be buried in Tu Ke's chest muscles.Not only did Tu Ke not restrain himself, he even acted like a baby to him: "Baby, the chicken soup is too oily, you can peel an apple and feed it to me later."

Tu Ke's mother is very young, with flaxen curly hair hidden in an embroidered headscarf. Except for her high nose and deep eyes, her exotic face is unreal, and she dresses like ordinary Han women, without heavy makeup. There is no exaggerated jewelry, but wherever you go, even if you stand in a corner, it is absolutely impossible to ignore.

Xi Yang heard from Tu Ke that her name was Farzana.

At this moment, there was only embarrassment and resentment on that beautiful face.

Before she had an attack, Xi Yang hurried in: "Auntie, long time no see."

Seeing that it was him, Tu Ke's mother put on a friendly smile again, got up and gave up the stool at the same time as Wen Yue, and calmly greeted: "Xiaoxi is here, sit down quickly."

"Instructor!" Wen Yue also immediately stood up in a military posture habitually, and greeted Xi Yang with a bowl.

Xi Yang bypassed the stool and walked directly to the end of the bed, took off his hat and put it on Tu Ke's lap: "Auntie, sit down. I'm going to do something in the team, stop by and have a look, and I'll be leaving in a while."

"Wen Yue sit down too, are you feeling better?"

Wen Yue didn't dare to sit down, and was stared at by Tu Ke again, so he continued to feed him soup and replied, "Thank you instructor. I'm fine. I was a little dizzy yesterday and my ears hurt. Today I'm much better."

"Have you contacted your parents?"

As soon as the parents Wenyue was mentioned, the mood was obviously depressed: "Not yet...my mobile phone was confiscated..."

"But it doesn't matter. I don't want to worry them anyway. Let's call again in a few days."

Xi Yang wanted to lend Wen Yue his mobile phone, so he nodded when he heard what he said, and turned around to chat with his aunt, but Tu Ke, who was lying dead on the hospital bed, suddenly interrupted and asked him: "Hey, I Have you watered your flowers? Don't forget!"

Xi Yang glanced at him and didn't answer, and turned to his mother and said, "Auntie, there are special nurses here, and us, you don't have to keep watch, pay more attention to your body."

Tu Ke's mother couldn't help but glanced at Wen Yue, and smiled a little hard: "Thank you, I will."

"This child..." Before she spoke, she always looked at Tu Ke's face, and her tone was a little humble and helpless: "The temper is too stubborn. Xiaoxi, Auntie would like to ask you to help me to persuade you, and he also I'm not a child anymore, I can't always be so immature..."

"I'm immature?" Tu Ke dismissed, snorted, lifted the quilt covering his body with a "wow", opened the elastic waistband with his free hand, took a look inside, and asked the dumbfounded side Wen Yue: "Not familiar?"

Wen Yue: "..."

This move is really unbelievable.Tu Ke's mother's complexion changed, she stood up suddenly and turned her back to them, her shoulders were shaking with anger.

"Let's chat, I'll go back first, and I'll bring the food later."

"Don't worry about it, I am full of water now, and I am very moisturized." Tu Ke put his arms behind his head as a pillow, and said to the back of her hurriedly leaving with her bag.

"Don't say a few words." Xi Yang signaled Wen Yue to continue to cover Tu Ke's mouth with chicken soup, and got up to deliver it. At this time, Huo Ci suddenly appeared with two packages, and met Tu Ke's at the door of the ward. Mom met head-on.

"Godmother! Where are you going? I bought some fruit, why don't I go after eating?"

"Thank you for your hard work. Eat, I still have something to do."

Watching Tu Ke's mother leave, Huo Ci turned around and put away his smile, dropped his things and glared at Tu Ke: "You are so hard-hearted, are you the one who tortured your own mother so endlessly?"

"You know what a fart, what are you doing here?" Tu Ke adjusted his posture impatiently, feeling uncomfortable no matter how he lay down, so he asked Wen Yue: "Help me roll the bed higher, and take another pillow."

"Oh." Wen Yue bent down to find the crank without thinking, but Xi Yang stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Go and lie down, I'll come."