Chosen unlucky guy
Chapter 97 1 Going Forward
He Jingle was stunned for a moment, and before He Hongguang had time to ask what He Hongguang meant when he said these words, the other party had already stood up, and said to him as if nothing happened just now: "Let's go, go home, your mother is still waiting It's on."
"Oh." His thoughts were interrupted, so he didn't think about it anymore, and followed obediently; the father and son called a car at the gate of the park, but no one took the order in the middle of the night, and finally he positioned himself at the gate of the hospital. Waiting for one, but it also shows that the order has not been completed, and it will take another ten minutes or so.
This was convenient for him, and the two walked back to the entrance of the hospital. The taxi they called was still separated by thousands of miles; when he saw the lights in the emergency department were on, he began to hesitate in his steps. She rolled her eyes, and then said: "It's slow, I might have already left."
He was poked at the center of the matter, and he spoke in two high-pitched voices: "I don't want to go! I just, I just—"
The door plaque of the hospital flashed past, he summoned up his courage, turned to He Hongguang and said, "Dad, do you remember the patient I told you about to help last time, she is also hospitalized here, what do you want?" Don't... come with me to see her?"
He Hongguang obviously didn't expect that he was entangled here for so long to invite him to visit the patient together. After all, it was absolutely impossible for this matter to happen between them beforehand.
In the middle of the night, he felt relieved that the child had grown up, but he didn't show it. The father and son are very similar in this respect, as if no matter how tender they are, they can't let them talk to each other in a soft voice. He just coughed, pretending not to be surprised, and said softly, "... yes."
The emergency department of the hospital and the inpatient building were not on the same road, and He Jingle didn't look there much; what He Hongguang said just now still entered his heart, and subtly aroused the young boy's desire to win in the middle of the night, making him He didn't want to admit that the reason why he lost his composure was actually because he was worried about the worst situation that the other party said——
What should he say? Could it be that he is so insecure that even though he has done the most intimate thing with Xin Sui, he has been worrying about the illusory possibility of breaking up, as if he is suffering from paranoia Will Xin Suihui just leave and not look back?
If you say it, it's really useless.
He exhaled lightly, and the warm breath turned into a continuous patch of indistinct white mist under the light, only then did he realize that the temperature had dropped so much before he knew it, and he was still wearing short-sleeved shorts that were no different from midsummer He immediately shivered, turned his head and said to He Hongguang: "Dad, why don't we go home later, my mother and aunt Ting probably have already gone to bed by this point."
He Hongguang was extraordinarily magnanimous to him tonight, he didn't scold him when he heard the sound, and asked, "Then where are you going?"
"Go and celebrate my birthday in advance," he said cheekily, "I don't want too many presents, just help me buy the new pair of X brand pants."
He Hongguang didn't say a word for a long time, with that expression that looked like he really wanted to give him two punches.
"Forget it." Before the other party got angry, he admitted his cowardice first, and the two walked into the empty elevator before saying, "Let's go there in a while, and just take a peek outside the door, this Some people must be sleeping too, I decided to come here on the spur of the moment, and there was no notice or anything."
He wanted to continue talking, but He Hongguang blocked his voice in a neutral manner: "I know better than you."
So, the truth of the story that Young Master He finally mustered up the courage to tell was not able to tell the truth. He led He Hongguang to Ju Tingping's ward dejectedly. Both of them walked very lightly. The little nurse who made the ward rounds was kind enough to show them the way: "Hello, escort, which patient?"
"Ms. Ju from 504." He said, and asked casually, "Is Ms. Ju accompanied in bed now? Or is that Ms. Zhao from before always accompanying?"
He didn't dare to ask Zhao Yuanjun about this. After all, sometimes being too close is not all good. Zhao Yuanjun regarded himself as an indomitable elder in front of him.
He asked this, and made up his mind that if he could see Zhao Yuanjun today, he must talk to him about hiring a nurse. In short, the money must be enough, and he agreed to let Zhao Yuanjun call him. It's an IOU, otherwise the iron man will not be able to hold on if he is tired all the time, let alone such a little girl as his sister.
The little nurse carefully reviewed the documents in her hand, and then replied: "Yes, Ms. Zhao has been there all the time, but she didn't come over tonight, so she asked me to take care of her."
After that, seeing his familiarity, he said again: "Hey, I seem to recognize you, have you visited patients before, it seems to be... Mr. Zhao?"
"Huh?...Um."
He subconsciously agreed, but immediately thought of He Hongguang who was following behind. Sure enough, his father looked very confused, but he really deserved to be a successful entrepreneur. His own son took his family name, so he didn't ask any questions at the moment; It's just that the look on his face is a bit scary, and the threatening expression of Qiu Hou's settlement is exactly the same as Xin Sui's. I don't know, but I thought they were the real father and son.
It's just that now is not the time to talk about this, because the little nurse recognized him, and then she said a little more: "Well, speaking of this, in fact, your sister has never been in the hospital very much. During the period of time I was in charge, except In the beginning, it seemed like I was running outside all the time, so let me be too talkative, if you really can't get away from the patient, it would be better to hire a nurse."
"Well, we understand."
He nodded in response, and the moment he passed by the little nurse, he heard the other party muttering: "One and two are strange, the elder sister said she wanted to find the younger brother, and the younger brother is not here at this time——"
He braked the car suddenly, his heart was beating violently, and he turned around and asked, "What brother?"
The little nurse was taken aback by him, and stammered: "I, I heard your sister call, probably meaning that she wanted to find her younger brother, no matter what. That's why I thought, aren't you just here Here, what else can I find?"
An absurd but reasonable guess gradually took shape in his mind, so that even though he couldn't believe it, he still couldn't deceive himself. He thought almost angrily: Are all the people in the Zhao family stupid?Why does a person who has been missing for nearly ten years still go out of his way to find a needle in a haystack?
But no one could answer him, Zhao Yuanjun was not here, Ju Tingping was still lying on the hospital bed, he could only question himself repeatedly, and waited for the anger and grief that had nowhere to rest in his chest to die down.
He knew the answer, and he knew he knew the answer.
Ju Tingping's illness is not a common cold and fever, but a brain tumor that will kill her if she is not careful; what makes people sadder than being apart in this world is the confusion of life and death after many years of no news, because even people Not always in one place, as long as he is still healthy, there is a faint hope that even if he "doesn't know how he is doing", he "knows he is still alive".
If every side could be the last side in the world, how could Zhao Yuanjun be willing to let her brother whom she hadn't seen for many years not come to see Ju Tingping again?
In the ward, the sleeping Ju Tingping's cheeks were thin and sunken, and his hair was dry and yellow like weeds that could be crushed with one foot in autumn; Turning back to He Hongguang slowly, he said:
"Dad, I might have to do something."
He Hongguang was usually in charge of things, but miraculously at this time, he didn't ask a single word, and only answered: "Okay."
He wiped away his tears: "It's a very stupid and thankless thing, and at my level, it may take half my life, and I can't do it so well. It won't make you look good at all, and maybe you'll be embarrassed. People who still lose you at ten."
He Hongguang smiled good-naturedly: "Little unlucky boy, make it sound like you don't want to embarrass me now."
He was also amused by this sentence. At this moment, he recalled the first few decades when he had nothing to do. Various pictures flashed in front of his eyes like a slide show: making friends and bumping into walls everywhere, having a stiff relationship with his family, and firmly believing in the youth. Sincere friendship is bound to dissipate, and there is no place for him in the world, he is such a hapless person whose good luck has been interrupted by no one, and the bad luck is endless.
But looking back now, he finds that none of these things seem to be that serious. The things that made him despair and pessimistic at that time were not as impressive as the attempt to draw new cards in the game many years ago; It's scary, because although growing up means ubiquitous difficulties and the reality of powerlessness, he also has more abilities to become the person he wants to be.
Growing up is a trap for adults, a false Garden of Eden that lures young people into mediocre adults, but a firm heart is the umbrella that keeps young people still young in the darkest moments of life.
He Jingle no longer wants to stay in the cold winter of that imperial capital forever, because he also has something he must do, and a lover who must go to the end. Whoever stipulates that the unlucky person must be resigned, so he can't stand up To catch up and hold fate in the palm of your hand?
He thought of Xin Sui again, thinking of Xin Sui who would smile and call him Little Lucky Star, then Senior Xin’s Little Lucky Star is going to start playing a very difficult card game now, and in the next life, God has bestowed upon him these years The same good luck that was not paid on time after the bad luck was used as a bargaining chip. Among the more than one billion ordinary R cards, those sunken SSRs that should have gone home long ago were screened out.
If he could go back to the past, He Jingle thought, he must tell his former self that he could become a warrior even without wearing a sheet or holding a sharp sword; because love makes people brave enough to survive a disappointment. Finally, I am still willing to give my sincerity 1 times.
"I have to find Zhao Yuansi."
He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be speaking to someone in the void: "Find many, many 'Zhao Yuansi'."
--------------------
Quoting teacher Yu Xiuhua's poem "Thinking of Him": I don't know how he is now, but I know he is in this world.
I read the comments a long time ago, and the teacher Huang Liang (her full name is Hao Huang) in the comment area said, don’t grow up, it’s a trap.I remembered it for a long time at the time, and I also said that Xiao Le would be a child forever with everyone, and now this promise still counts, but I still hope that everyone can find something that makes you feel that growing up is worthwhile like Xiao Le!It is precisely because we have grown up that we meet here!
Oh, it's so disgusting, I didn't finish writing yesterday, come on, let's present traditional talents, and I'll give you three kowtows!
"Oh." His thoughts were interrupted, so he didn't think about it anymore, and followed obediently; the father and son called a car at the gate of the park, but no one took the order in the middle of the night, and finally he positioned himself at the gate of the hospital. Waiting for one, but it also shows that the order has not been completed, and it will take another ten minutes or so.
This was convenient for him, and the two walked back to the entrance of the hospital. The taxi they called was still separated by thousands of miles; when he saw the lights in the emergency department were on, he began to hesitate in his steps. She rolled her eyes, and then said: "It's slow, I might have already left."
He was poked at the center of the matter, and he spoke in two high-pitched voices: "I don't want to go! I just, I just—"
The door plaque of the hospital flashed past, he summoned up his courage, turned to He Hongguang and said, "Dad, do you remember the patient I told you about to help last time, she is also hospitalized here, what do you want?" Don't... come with me to see her?"
He Hongguang obviously didn't expect that he was entangled here for so long to invite him to visit the patient together. After all, it was absolutely impossible for this matter to happen between them beforehand.
In the middle of the night, he felt relieved that the child had grown up, but he didn't show it. The father and son are very similar in this respect, as if no matter how tender they are, they can't let them talk to each other in a soft voice. He just coughed, pretending not to be surprised, and said softly, "... yes."
The emergency department of the hospital and the inpatient building were not on the same road, and He Jingle didn't look there much; what He Hongguang said just now still entered his heart, and subtly aroused the young boy's desire to win in the middle of the night, making him He didn't want to admit that the reason why he lost his composure was actually because he was worried about the worst situation that the other party said——
What should he say? Could it be that he is so insecure that even though he has done the most intimate thing with Xin Sui, he has been worrying about the illusory possibility of breaking up, as if he is suffering from paranoia Will Xin Suihui just leave and not look back?
If you say it, it's really useless.
He exhaled lightly, and the warm breath turned into a continuous patch of indistinct white mist under the light, only then did he realize that the temperature had dropped so much before he knew it, and he was still wearing short-sleeved shorts that were no different from midsummer He immediately shivered, turned his head and said to He Hongguang: "Dad, why don't we go home later, my mother and aunt Ting probably have already gone to bed by this point."
He Hongguang was extraordinarily magnanimous to him tonight, he didn't scold him when he heard the sound, and asked, "Then where are you going?"
"Go and celebrate my birthday in advance," he said cheekily, "I don't want too many presents, just help me buy the new pair of X brand pants."
He Hongguang didn't say a word for a long time, with that expression that looked like he really wanted to give him two punches.
"Forget it." Before the other party got angry, he admitted his cowardice first, and the two walked into the empty elevator before saying, "Let's go there in a while, and just take a peek outside the door, this Some people must be sleeping too, I decided to come here on the spur of the moment, and there was no notice or anything."
He wanted to continue talking, but He Hongguang blocked his voice in a neutral manner: "I know better than you."
So, the truth of the story that Young Master He finally mustered up the courage to tell was not able to tell the truth. He led He Hongguang to Ju Tingping's ward dejectedly. Both of them walked very lightly. The little nurse who made the ward rounds was kind enough to show them the way: "Hello, escort, which patient?"
"Ms. Ju from 504." He said, and asked casually, "Is Ms. Ju accompanied in bed now? Or is that Ms. Zhao from before always accompanying?"
He didn't dare to ask Zhao Yuanjun about this. After all, sometimes being too close is not all good. Zhao Yuanjun regarded himself as an indomitable elder in front of him.
He asked this, and made up his mind that if he could see Zhao Yuanjun today, he must talk to him about hiring a nurse. In short, the money must be enough, and he agreed to let Zhao Yuanjun call him. It's an IOU, otherwise the iron man will not be able to hold on if he is tired all the time, let alone such a little girl as his sister.
The little nurse carefully reviewed the documents in her hand, and then replied: "Yes, Ms. Zhao has been there all the time, but she didn't come over tonight, so she asked me to take care of her."
After that, seeing his familiarity, he said again: "Hey, I seem to recognize you, have you visited patients before, it seems to be... Mr. Zhao?"
"Huh?...Um."
He subconsciously agreed, but immediately thought of He Hongguang who was following behind. Sure enough, his father looked very confused, but he really deserved to be a successful entrepreneur. His own son took his family name, so he didn't ask any questions at the moment; It's just that the look on his face is a bit scary, and the threatening expression of Qiu Hou's settlement is exactly the same as Xin Sui's. I don't know, but I thought they were the real father and son.
It's just that now is not the time to talk about this, because the little nurse recognized him, and then she said a little more: "Well, speaking of this, in fact, your sister has never been in the hospital very much. During the period of time I was in charge, except In the beginning, it seemed like I was running outside all the time, so let me be too talkative, if you really can't get away from the patient, it would be better to hire a nurse."
"Well, we understand."
He nodded in response, and the moment he passed by the little nurse, he heard the other party muttering: "One and two are strange, the elder sister said she wanted to find the younger brother, and the younger brother is not here at this time——"
He braked the car suddenly, his heart was beating violently, and he turned around and asked, "What brother?"
The little nurse was taken aback by him, and stammered: "I, I heard your sister call, probably meaning that she wanted to find her younger brother, no matter what. That's why I thought, aren't you just here Here, what else can I find?"
An absurd but reasonable guess gradually took shape in his mind, so that even though he couldn't believe it, he still couldn't deceive himself. He thought almost angrily: Are all the people in the Zhao family stupid?Why does a person who has been missing for nearly ten years still go out of his way to find a needle in a haystack?
But no one could answer him, Zhao Yuanjun was not here, Ju Tingping was still lying on the hospital bed, he could only question himself repeatedly, and waited for the anger and grief that had nowhere to rest in his chest to die down.
He knew the answer, and he knew he knew the answer.
Ju Tingping's illness is not a common cold and fever, but a brain tumor that will kill her if she is not careful; what makes people sadder than being apart in this world is the confusion of life and death after many years of no news, because even people Not always in one place, as long as he is still healthy, there is a faint hope that even if he "doesn't know how he is doing", he "knows he is still alive".
If every side could be the last side in the world, how could Zhao Yuanjun be willing to let her brother whom she hadn't seen for many years not come to see Ju Tingping again?
In the ward, the sleeping Ju Tingping's cheeks were thin and sunken, and his hair was dry and yellow like weeds that could be crushed with one foot in autumn; Turning back to He Hongguang slowly, he said:
"Dad, I might have to do something."
He Hongguang was usually in charge of things, but miraculously at this time, he didn't ask a single word, and only answered: "Okay."
He wiped away his tears: "It's a very stupid and thankless thing, and at my level, it may take half my life, and I can't do it so well. It won't make you look good at all, and maybe you'll be embarrassed. People who still lose you at ten."
He Hongguang smiled good-naturedly: "Little unlucky boy, make it sound like you don't want to embarrass me now."
He was also amused by this sentence. At this moment, he recalled the first few decades when he had nothing to do. Various pictures flashed in front of his eyes like a slide show: making friends and bumping into walls everywhere, having a stiff relationship with his family, and firmly believing in the youth. Sincere friendship is bound to dissipate, and there is no place for him in the world, he is such a hapless person whose good luck has been interrupted by no one, and the bad luck is endless.
But looking back now, he finds that none of these things seem to be that serious. The things that made him despair and pessimistic at that time were not as impressive as the attempt to draw new cards in the game many years ago; It's scary, because although growing up means ubiquitous difficulties and the reality of powerlessness, he also has more abilities to become the person he wants to be.
Growing up is a trap for adults, a false Garden of Eden that lures young people into mediocre adults, but a firm heart is the umbrella that keeps young people still young in the darkest moments of life.
He Jingle no longer wants to stay in the cold winter of that imperial capital forever, because he also has something he must do, and a lover who must go to the end. Whoever stipulates that the unlucky person must be resigned, so he can't stand up To catch up and hold fate in the palm of your hand?
He thought of Xin Sui again, thinking of Xin Sui who would smile and call him Little Lucky Star, then Senior Xin’s Little Lucky Star is going to start playing a very difficult card game now, and in the next life, God has bestowed upon him these years The same good luck that was not paid on time after the bad luck was used as a bargaining chip. Among the more than one billion ordinary R cards, those sunken SSRs that should have gone home long ago were screened out.
If he could go back to the past, He Jingle thought, he must tell his former self that he could become a warrior even without wearing a sheet or holding a sharp sword; because love makes people brave enough to survive a disappointment. Finally, I am still willing to give my sincerity 1 times.
"I have to find Zhao Yuansi."
He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be speaking to someone in the void: "Find many, many 'Zhao Yuansi'."
--------------------
Quoting teacher Yu Xiuhua's poem "Thinking of Him": I don't know how he is now, but I know he is in this world.
I read the comments a long time ago, and the teacher Huang Liang (her full name is Hao Huang) in the comment area said, don’t grow up, it’s a trap.I remembered it for a long time at the time, and I also said that Xiao Le would be a child forever with everyone, and now this promise still counts, but I still hope that everyone can find something that makes you feel that growing up is worthwhile like Xiao Le!It is precisely because we have grown up that we meet here!
Oh, it's so disgusting, I didn't finish writing yesterday, come on, let's present traditional talents, and I'll give you three kowtows!
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