Di Cheng washed himself carefully, put on a towel and walked out of the bathroom. Wei Shuxuan was already waiting outside with a first aid kit. When she saw the muscular upper body full of masculine aura, she was anxious and couldn't help it.
Her pretty face turned red with embarrassment. But when she caught a glimpse of the wounds that were still bleeding, she felt uncomfortable and quickly came over to treat Di Cheng's wounds.
"Has everything been taken care of at the hospital?" Di Cheng did not refuse Shu Xuan's concern and allowed her to wipe him with iodine for disinfection.
"Uncle Wang has already gone to the hospital in person. The director and my father are good friends. He has promised to help. Dad will personally negotiate with the police station. It will be fine. You don't have to worry."
"Thank you." Di Cheng gently closed his eyes.
"You are so polite to me." Wei Shuxuan pouted, but looking at these hideous wounds and scars almost all over her body, she felt that her heart had been hit hard by something, and she felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
.What kind of experience can cause so many scars? How did he get through these years?
The sudden soft sobbing from behind made Di Cheng open his eyes and turned to look at Wei Shuxuan: "What's wrong?"
Wei Shuxuan pressed her lips tightly and shook her head vigorously, but the tears in her eyes could not be stopped for some reason, and they flowed more and more.
Di Cheng thought briefly, smiled softly, and said, "Don't worry, it's just a minor injury. I'm strong and will be fine in a few days."
"Do we have to fight and kill like this all day long?" Wei Shuxuan didn't want to interfere with his life by crying, but looking at the scars on his body, she couldn't control her emotions.
Di Cheng shook his head slowly and said softly: "This is the path I have chosen. Although it is difficult, it allows me to feel that I am truly living in this world, instead of following the crowd like a zombie."
"Can't you stop and take a rest? I'll go for a walk with you, look at the scenery outside, and relax."
"Stop? Haha, you don't understand. If I stop, even for a minute, I may never be able to get it back even if it takes several years. I will keep going on my own path and never stop.
Not only for myself, but also for the brothers behind me who are following me with their lives, for the dreamland in our hearts..."
The gentle voice weighed more than a thousand pounds, and all Wei Shuxuan's words of persuasion were blocked in her mouth. She bit her red lips lightly and gradually fell silent.
After they were quiet for a moment, Di Cheng smiled softly and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, there may be a few people in this world who can seriously hurt me, but the person who can kill me... doesn't exist yet!"
After wrapping the bandage gently, Wei Shuxuan hugged Di Cheng from behind, pressed it against his scarred back, and said softly: "Promise me that you will come home when you are tired one day in the future, okay?"
Patting Wei Shuxuan's hand, Di Cheng said: "Whenever no one dares to hurt you again, as well as my relatives, friends, and brothers, I will come back and stay with you."
"Yes." Wei Shuxuan nodded slightly, but her pretty face still held a bit of worry and sadness.
To be honest, the time the two of them got together was very short, but Wei Shuxuan became more and more greedy for this feeling of closeness and the temperament in him that was different from other men. She also understood that Di Cheng was not an ordinary person, and it was impossible.
He is the kind of man who stays at home to accompany his wife and children. It is difficult and very unlikely to get him to really stop and stay with him.
Moreover, these scars all over his body are a reflection of his life. The danger of life must always be with him. Shu Xuan does not understand the world of Dicheng, but he knows that there can be no invincible existence in the world. In the face of disaster and death, human life is fragile.
It's like porcelain.
Suddenly...she felt a little scared, and she couldn't help but tighten her arms around Di Cheng, as if she was afraid of losing the man she fell in love with for the first time in her life.
Di Cheng was also slightly absent-minded, but his attention was on the photo on the wall. Looking at his childhood self, his childhood sister, and his childhood home, he seemed to have returned to the deepest space in his dream.
.
"Shu Xuan? Shu Xuan?" After a long time, Di Cheng came back to his senses, only to find that Shu Xuan, who was lying on her back, had fallen asleep. She had been struggling since midnight, and her nervous heart never relaxed. She was indeed tired.
After calling softly for a few times but getting no response, Di Cheng slowly tightened his arms and hugged his arms, carefully picked up Wei Shuxuan, put her on the bed, and gently covered her with the mattress. She quietly looked at her sleep.
With a tearful face, he sighed secretly in his heart, turned around and left the room.
Di Chengcheng thought of resting in other rooms, but as soon as he closed the door, rumble of footsteps suddenly came from outside. After a while, the door downstairs opened with a bang, and Shen Xuemei, who looked anxious and panicked, ran in quickly.
Followed by Wei Yehua and others.
However, before anyone else could get in, Wei Yehua severely shouted out and the door was closed again and locked from the inside.
"Mr. Wei, Auntie, I've asked you to worry about it, it's just..." Di Chenggang wanted to be polite, but Shen Xueqi, who was originally anxious and flustered, stopped there and looked straight at Di Cheng upstairs, for a brief moment.
After losing consciousness, his expression began to waver, his breathing began to become rapid, and tears rolled down his face like a dam.
"Cheng'er!" With a cry full of excitement and pain, Shen Xueqi almost ran and crawled to the upstairs, even bumping her knees several times without feeling anything.
Rushing to Di Cheng, Shen Xueqi held Di Cheng's face with trembling hands, and called out with a trembling voice with tears in her eyes: "Cheng'er is it really you? Cheng'er... I am mother, Cheng'er...
"
Di Cheng was stunned by Shen Xueqi's sudden move. He let her trembling hands caress his cheek, but his mind, which was always shrewd and wise, went blank.
"Cheng'er, my Cheng'er! I am mother! Cheng'er...my Cheng'er..." Shen Xueqi hugged Di Cheng tightly, shaking her hands randomly in his hair and back, crying sadly
.
After she became suspicious of the photos in the room, she questioned Wei Yehua. The other person was vague at first, but the more he did, the more suspicious he became. Finally... Wei Yehua's slight nodding movement aroused the thoughts in her heart.
The most painful injury. She has always blamed herself deeply for the death of her son. She always believed that she, as a mother, indirectly caused the death of her biological son. That kind of injury, that kind of pain, that kind of pain, only she herself felt the most.
I can understand how many days I shed tears, how many nights I burst into tears holding the photo of my son, and how many dreams I missed my son's face.
The pain of losing her son was unforgettable and almost drove her crazy.
Twenty years passed slowly, and with the deliberate comfort of her family, she gradually woke up from her sadness. The deep pain was deeply buried in her heart. She thought she would never have the chance to repay her apology to her son in this life.
Can……
But suddenly, his dead son stood in front of him alive again.
Is it a surprise, is it joy? Or is it the deep sorrow and self-blame buried deep in my heart.
Shen Xueqi hugged Di Cheng tightly and cried bitterly. All her emotions were released and vented in this sad cry.
"My child, my child!"
"I am mother, I am your mother."
"Why don't you recognize your mother? Why..."
Shen Xueqi cried out sadly, her tears rolling down like a dam. The deep sadness made Wei Yehua, who was following closely behind, couldn't help but burst into tears. In the end, he knelt down with a pop. The dignity of the elders, the power in front of others, all
Everything about him was completely abandoned at this moment. He was just a father, a father with deep guilt for his children.
Wei Yehua closed his eyes, muddy tears covered his face, and his lips trembled: "I know you are suffering and you are tired... We are sorry for you, you can hit me or scold me. But... But you are still here.
Your family, we are still your closest and dearest people, Chenger, I have never begged anyone in my life, this time I beg you, I beg you... give us a chance, just a chance, let us repay
I owe you everything over the years and make up for the wrong things I did back then."
"Cheng'er, please say something." Shen Xueqi held Di Cheng's face with trembling hands, crying with nervousness and expectation on her face: "Are you still hating mom? Are you still complaining about me? Cheng'er, you
Say something."
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