Twenty-five It was a cool and breezy night in late winter. The hustle and bustle of the day had long disappeared in the hospital, and everything seemed extremely quiet. Only occasionally could you hear the restless wind gently shaking the branches. The entire building of the inpatient department
Most of the inpatients inside have fallen asleep, and only a few rooms are still lit. Through the windows, you can see the doctors and nurses on duty sitting together in twos and threes, chatting.
The bright lampposts of the Buick elegantly drew several arcs between the green space and lawns of the hospital, and then parked briskly in front of the door of the inpatient building. Xie Yongxia opened the door and said to his driver with concern: "
We have to rush back to Yaskawa early tomorrow morning. It's getting late, so go back first and get some rest early." The driver said, "Minister Xie, when you want to go back to the hotel, just give me a call and I'll pick you up.
"No, I'll finish my work in a while and take a taxi back to the hotel." After Xie Yongxia finished speaking, he walked quickly towards the building. At this time, the crisp and rhythmic footsteps echoed in the corridor of the hospital again.
. He came to the ward where his mother and Ban Niang were staying, and looked into the ward along the gap of the ajar door. With the help of the weak light, he saw that his mother was already lying on the hospital bed and sleeping peacefully, while Ban Niang was in a bad state.
It seemed something was not good. Monitors and ventilators of various sizes had been placed near her bed. A transparent oxygen mask was attached to the woman's pale face, and her weak arms and skinny body were covered with infusion fluids.
The connections between tubes and various instruments are densely intertwined. Even a layman would know that this is a critically ill patient who is under constant monitoring.
Jiang Xue was sitting not far from Ban Niang's bed, concentrating on observing the changes in Ban Niang's condition. Xie Yongxia gently opened the door and walked in silently. Jiang Xue raised her head and saw him, Wan
He smiled and said hello softly: "Here we come." "Hmm" Xie Yongxia nodded, walked slowly to his mother's bed, straightened the quilt for her sleeping mother, turned around again, and walked away
When he arrived at Ban Niang's bed, he saw Ban Niang tightly closing her eyelids, pursed her lips, and letting out weak moans of pain intermittently. At this time, Xie Yongxia really felt waves of heart-wrenching pain hitting his heart. This feeling seemed to be like
It was like countless steel needles were inserted into his most sensitive nerves. Jiang Xue came closer; Xie Yongxia asked in a low voice: "How is Ban Niang's condition? Is it important?" Jiang Xue said: "The old man's condition is very serious.
Severe, because acute pneumonia was not treated in time, it has developed into an intrapulmonary infection; soon after admission, symptoms such as loss of appetite, nausea and vomiting appeared. The condition further worsened yesterday afternoon. Now, disturbance of consciousness and difficulty breathing have begun to appear...
"Listening to the introduction of Jiang Xue's condition, a sad look began to appear on Xie Yongxia's face, and he kept muttering: "Oh! Ban Niang is a good person, Ban Niang is a good person..." Jiang Xue knew,
At this moment, Xie Yongxia's heart was filled with endless pain and sorrow, just like a devout Christ who began to pray to God for mercy.
She knew that Ban Niang's old body could not withstand the tyranny of death. In the not-too-distant future, the old man would finish his life, just like a candle that was about to burn out and might suddenly go out at any time. However, just now
At such a moment, there is a person who is still trying his best to block the wind from all directions with his palms and body, carefully protecting the weak flames swaying in the wind. Isn't this a touching and tear-jerking scene in the world?
Since she ended her relationship with Xie Yongxia, this is the first time Jiang Xue has been so close to him. The sixth sense that women are most proud of not only allows her to keenly feel the rhythm of Xie Yongxia's breathing and his
The powerful pulse of her heart also made her deeply realize that Xie Yongxia's deep and pure love for the half-mother could reach such a poignant, beautiful and noble state.
Yong Xia has not changed... Yong Xia has not changed... There is an echoing voice lingering in Jiang Xue's mind for a long time.
She seemed to have returned to the past, to that period of high-spirited youth. A sunny Xie Yongxia appeared again. Jiang Xue's inner world was like the endless flow of the Yangtze River, with snow-white langurs rolling from time to time.
Toward the long-dried land. The rolling sand dunes in my heart were splashed wet, and green grass gradually grew. Then beautiful flowers bloomed, flying birds came, and a world full of vitality emerged again.
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Jiang Xue has never been a vain person, nor a person who is greedy for profit. The ending of her missed love affair with Xie Yongxia can only be attributed to her natural weak character and the pressure from her family. She once struggled between family affection and love.
She struggled and wandered painfully for a while. When the family affection that was thicker than water and the loyal love became the bear's paw and the fish - they couldn't have both, she had to choose the former against her will. So that section was along the mountain road and the creek.
The rendition of the eternal vows was forever fixed in a landscape in her memory. Jiang Xue's lovebird flew away, and her heart died with it. When her mother passed away a few years ago, she looked at the lonely mother before she died.
My daughter, tears of regret overflowed from her eyes.
For so many years, she has been in love with this man, the man she once lost. She longs... longs to be able to use warmth to heal her lover's sadness like she did in the past. This idea keeps flashing up, and again and again
A fierce charge was launched against the solid defense line built by traditional ethics and morality. This is women, who can despise everything for the sake of love. Their meticulous consideration, care and care for the man they love are all imagined to be an extremely exciting love process.
A trace of pain filled Jiang Xue's heart. She reached out and slowly took Xie Yongxia's hand, and suddenly found that his hand was so cold for the first time...
The desire for love among middle-aged men has not faded in proportion to the increase of age, but it has undergone fundamental changes in the form of expression. Their youthful years are like a ball in the dark.
The blazing fire in the wilderness, unleashing the flame of love, trying to illuminate the boundless twilight sky; when the years of youth go away, the blazing flame will slowly extinguish and gradually decay into the eternal, cold
The darkness. So some people asserted that men's love has finally died.
However, the fact is exactly the opposite. Mature men begin to lose their flamboyant personality. They bury their desire for love deeply in the deepest place in their hearts, just like a gurgling stream, flowing with tenderness and warmth.
Flowing with delicate emotions. - Some people say that men's emotional world is always a mystery. This is not because men are more complicated than women, but because men are unwilling to express their inner emotions.
Xie Yongxia, who was held by Jiang Xue, looked at her colorful eyes, sometimes like the hazy early spring, exuding melancholic tones; sometimes like the clear and clear autumn sky, dancing with azure luster. These two things appeared in her eyes.
This completely different inner expression can make people guess that there is an unspeakable emotion rippling in Jiang Xue's heart.
Xie Yongxia's heart trembled suddenly, and his keen sense reminded him that Jiang Xue, his former lover, had spread a huge spider web and stretched out his octopus-like tentacles... He felt a little scared.
, but I don’t know what I am afraid of. As a man, he does not instinctively reject this alluring tenderness. However, he is not an ordinary man after all. As an elite and pillar of society, he has to be afraid.
The binding force of traditional Chinese moral norms.
This is not the sorrow of Chinese men. In today's society, this kind of civilized restraint is still very necessary. Because human nature without restraint is equivalent to the nakedness of bestiality; this is not the kind of hypocrisy that the secular society accuses, but the kind of hypocrisy that is criticized by secular society.
The purified mind of human civilization, after surpassing the real society with human desires, experiences holiness higher than morality - this is a kind of sublimation of sex, and it is also the sublimation of morality.
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