Chapter 54: Seeing is worse than not seeing each other
"I always thought that the Xia Qingge I met was a strong and stubborn girl, because I could feel your tenacity and persistence from your eyes. I wonder if I saw it wrong? Mother Xia was lying on the hospital bed,
You are still making the last effort for your life, but you gave up!" Qiao heard a slight noise coming from the room, and he knew that she had heard his words.
"You think you are giving up on yourself, but in fact, you are giving up not only yourself but also your mother. She needs her daughter to give her courage, give her strength, and give her hope to live. You are nothing more than torturing yourself with your own hands.
dash her hopes."
"Come out, your mother needs you more than ever. She is struggling with death. How can you give up so easily."
"I have seen the cases sent from the hospital and have researched and worked out the most reliable plan. I will do it myself. Also, Qingge, let me tell you some good news. The patient's consciousness of life is very tenacious."
The door opened with a bang. Qingge stood barefoot at the door and jumped into Qiao's arms: "Really? Are you saying that my mother can be saved? She won't leave me and go on her own.
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Her sudden hug and her tears made Qiao panic. It was not that he had never thought that one day he would be able to hold her in his arms. However, the hug was too sudden, and there was Du Que who was watching the scene forbearingly next to him.
Chen.
Qiao's hands hung low, resisting the urge to stroke her back to comfort her. He pulled her body out of his arms, pressed her shoulders, and looked at each other. His eyes were full of determination: "Believe."
Me, you won’t be alone!”
Looking at Qingge's dependent eyes and hearing such intimate words of love, coming from another man's mouth at this moment, even if it was his good brother, he wanted to rush over and punch him twice.
However, he still resisted the clenching of his fists because he saw that Qingge's eyes had regained their vitality and were no longer lifeless.
"Then, the operation is scheduled for two days later. You need to take good care of yourself. Don't let Mother Xia wake up and see her sick daughter. She will be very sad." He looked at her dotingly, his eyes extremely hot.
"Yes." Qingge agreed meekly and nodded obediently, as if he had been regarded as the savior who saved his mother at this moment, with a look of admiration and dependence on his face.
Sister-in-law Zhang brought in some side dishes and a portion of steaming porridge: "Miss, you've opened the door. You scared Sister Zhang to death."
Qingge smiled sweetly and coquettishly grabbed Aunt Zhang's arm: "Sister-in-law Zhang, Qingge made you worry."
The two of them chatted with each other, warmly like a mother and daughter.
Du Liaochen and Qiao retreated out at some point.
"Is what you just said true?" Du Jiechen spoke first.
"What words? About her mother?" Qiao deliberately said it calmly.
"Do you know what I'm asking, Qiao?" Du Qiaochen's suppressed anger was finally on the verge of exploding. What do you mean? Believe him, he will not leave Qingge alone. Is Qiao nakedly declaring war on him, clearly letting him go?
Do you know that he wants to steal a woman from you?
"It's just a word to comfort her, don't take it seriously." Qiao took the lead and walked down the stairs, deliberately avoiding this sensitive topic.
Du Liaochen's steady and powerful voice came from behind: "You know best whether you take it seriously or not."
Qiao paused, then continued to walk forward. He was afraid that when he turned around, he would blurt out what he liked about Zinge. After walking for so long and walking so far, his impression was still clearly left on her sitting on the swing.
Her white skirt flutters, her eyes are bright and clear, as bright as stars, and she smiles beautifully.
Is it true that only he knows? He pressed his hand on his heart, feeling a dull pain there.
The next day, Qingge came alone to the Xia family's old house again. When she opened the door, a thick layer of dust had fallen into the room. But today she came in again and found that the house was clean and tidy, just like when they and
The three families live in the same place, even the layout and furnishings are exactly the same.
Someone came and cleaned the place, and they did it overnight.
Qingge quietly looked at these things that were the same as before. This was the place where she had lived for nearly twenty years, and contained all her beautiful memories of home. At that time, she thought she would always live here with her family.
Together.
There was an old piano in the corner. It was the piano that her family went to choose together on her fifteenth birthday. At that time, she fell in love with this black retro model. It was noble and elegant, and it was the sleeping beauty among pianos.
, the clerk introduced it like this at the time. She has been using it for so many years, and the more she uses it, the more comfortable it becomes.
It's a pity that this piano is no longer available for sale. When she was working as a promoter in a large supermarket, she happened to encounter a piano promotion again. She asked the manager at the time and said that this kind of piano had long been sold.
She was eliminated and she felt depressed at the time.
She gently stroked the keys with her hands, slowly sat down, and lowered her head to play the piano. When she lowered her head slightly, the curve of her neck was graceful and elegant, and she sat calmly on the piano table. There was an innate nobility and elegance, and a smooth flow.
Music surges out from the fingertips. Every time you lower your head or raise your eyes, it is full of charm and elegance.
When the song ended, her eyes were already sparkling, but she resisted not falling. She hurriedly exited the place and closed the door. This place had changed, so why should she be troubled and immersed in the past?
It's hard to let go of laughter.
It hurts oneself and hurts others.
When she reached the fence, she suddenly stopped.
That was the place where she buried the treasure chest, and there was a beautiful little yellow flower next to it, which made her heart tremble slightly.
You have survived so tenaciously, should Xia Qingge be a little stronger?
She couldn't help but walked over and dug out the snow-covered soil. There, lying inside, was a small box. When she opened it, her heartstrings were touched again.
Every year on her birthday, she would find the most memorable thing of the year, put it in, and bury it in the soil. Some were the happiest and some were the saddest. For example, when she was thirteen years old, she buried her favorite thing with her own hands.
It wasn’t that she didn’t like the floral skirt, but the female classmates at school were jealous of her beautiful skirt. When she wasn’t paying attention, they not only splashed ink on her, but also tripped her. She carefully touched the scratches on her skirt that day,
Later it was broken into pieces.
And when she was fifteen years old, she buried the piano manual, which was the most exciting thing for her at the time.
Her hand passed over one gadget after another, filled with memories of the past. Suddenly her hand stopped on top of a small grasshopper made of dog's tail grass.
When was this thing put in? Why did she have no impression at all? It seemed to be something extra out of thin air. She even doubted whether this thing had really appeared in her life. All the things in it were her fault.
The most important memory of the year. But, what is this little grasshopper? I can't find any memory related to it in my mind, it's like it appeared out of thin air.
She frowned slightly, maybe she just accidentally fell in for fun, and it had no commemorative significance at all, so she didn't have any impression. It should be like this. She picked up the little grasshopper and wanted to throw it away with her hands, but then another
Think about it, it has lived here for so long, and now it is suddenly thrown away, will it not get used to it?
Then stay, you will keep each other company in the future, at least you will not be alone. She took out a beautiful object from her pocket, and it turned out to be a bear brooch. She reached out and put it into the box: "In the future, it will also
I’ll stay here with you.” And I probably won’t come back!
This place is no longer my home, and I have nothing to miss.
She closed the lid, opened it again, and held the bear brooch in her hand. She hesitated, and her delicate hand stopped in mid-air.
"Why are you so reluctant to let go of it? If you want to throw it away, why do you still pretend to be reluctant to let it go? You will only make it hope that you will pick it up again."
A sudden sound came, and Qingge was startled. The object in his hand fell down and fell into the box.
She looked up and saw a figure not far away walking towards him. We still met!
"Why, are you surprised to see me, or are you surprised that I can still stand in front of you safely?"
"Actually, you don't have to look at me with such a surprised look. I can still stand in front of you and our family can still be safe. I should also thank you, Shaqingge?"
Qingge lowered her head and bit her lip tightly: "Master, don't say that." His words hurt her heart every word.
Young Master, she actually called him Young Master? His anger was aroused and his veins stood out.
"It seems that Du Liaochen is not tired of you yet." Qingge was stunned, not knowing that she could hear such cruel words from Shen Yake's mouth. The gentle and gentle man in her memory would never make her feel so humiliated:
"To think that I spent such a large amount of money to buy this place."
Qingge looked at Shen Yake in shock. Compared with his humiliating words, the latter sentence shocked her more. He said, Du Yuochen bought this place? Why? Don't tell her it's because of her?
"Tsk, tsk, I don't know how many people have been deceived by your innocent expression. In addition to me and Du Liaochen, are there others?" He circled around her, looking at her as if he were a pet.
Her eyes widened instantly, her delicate face turned pale, and she stared at Shen Yake in astonishment, her body crumbling. Shock, sadness, grief, disbelief, sadness... were overwhelming. Did these words really come from his mouth?
"As you wish, I'm getting married soon, so stop pretending and making me think that you have no choice but to stay with him. An ungrateful, vain woman like you should fucking die." He said fiercely.
He said hurtful words, and Qingge's calmness made him even more annoyed.
A warm and fishy liquid filled her mouth, and her lips were bitten, leaving thick and bright blood, but she was so numb that she didn't know it. He was getting married? That's great. She should die, maybe
Maybe. She also resented why she was not taken away in the car accident. He was getting married, so he should be happy. Why was she crying? It was so ridiculous that she cried again.
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