After I left the hospital, I suddenly realized that God was also bullying me. The people walking on the road hurriedly avoided the raindrops falling in the sky. Watching them holding umbrellas and holding umbrellas, I suddenly felt that I
My world collapsed in an instant. The scene just now burned out all my hopes. Everything I expected and hoped for was gone.
I picked up my steps and walked forward, but I didn't know which direction to go in. I wandered slowly along the road, but my heart felt calmer than ever before.
The rain dripped on my face, and the biting cold feeling made me feel unbearable, but compared with the stinging pain in my heart, it was nothing. I wanted to cry, but I found that I didn’t even have the strength to cry. I knew that
The person who is most likely to comfort me is not by my side, so even crying is unnecessary.
What happened to Han Wenhao, and who made him do that? The gold chain? If it was really him, what was his purpose for doing this?
I don't understand, but my heart really hurts.
A few drops of rain slid down my cheeks and into my neck. The coldness and the cold wind blowing in my face made me even colder. It's January, why is it still so cold in Philadelphia?
Suddenly, there was an obstruction above my head, and I felt a figure behind me. I turned around in slow motion and saw Zhang Youze standing behind me, holding up his coat, looking at me calmly.
He didn't wear as much as me, and his sleeves on both sides were already wet from the rain, but he didn't say anything, he just stood behind me silently, holding up his clothes to protect me from the rain. I think he is quite stupid, at least at this time he chose
It felt silly to get wet in the rain with me, so I raised the corner of my mouth and said with a wry smile: "You are wearing so little, aren't you cold?"
Zhang Youze looked at me with his eyes lowered and said, "It's not cold."
I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. It turned out that at least there was someone in this city who cared about me, so I gently raised my head, and then I realized that my hands were too cold to lift, and I tilted my head slightly.
Looking at the top of his head, he said: "This coat is not waterproof. Look, here..."
There were faint raindrops printed on Zhang Youze's chest, maybe two or three drops. I stared at his chest, not knowing what I should do.
"Duoduo, don't be like this," Zhang Youze's arms were still raised above my head. I heard him say, "It's too cold outside. If you can stand it, I can't stand it either."
When he said this, I suddenly felt a little funny. If it were Xia Haoyu who was gentler, he would have dragged my hand and hid somewhere where he could hide from the rain, right? If he wasn't gentle, he would definitely take it off.
The clothes stood there and stared at me... But this was all my imagination... After all, the person standing in front of me at this moment was not Xia Haoyu.
"Uncle Zhang, you'd better go back." I needed extreme silence at this moment, "This street is very long, I may have to walk for a long time..."
As soon as I finished speaking, I raised my feet and took a big step forward. The cold raindrops sprinkled on my face again, making me feel extremely comfortable.
The figure behind me didn't catch up, so I quickened my pace and walked forward. I couldn't care about the low temperature in the whole city at this time, nor the raindrops that kept falling from my head. I knew that I couldn't escape, because this city has me.
of attachment.
"Lin Duoduo!" Suddenly, a voice sounded behind me, "Stop!"
This tone was somewhat similar to someone's overbearing tone. I turned around without hesitation, but what I saw was Zhang Youze standing still in thin clothes.
"Lin Duoduo! You can't leave!" Zhang Youze stared at me tightly, "Wherever you fail, stand up. You will only get sick if you get caught in the rain, and running away won't change anything! Come back!"
Zhang Youze's voice was very loud, which attracted passers-by's glances. I looked at him in surprise, feeling incredible. I had no idea that thirty-year-old Zhang Youze would actually behave like this.
"Lin Duoduo! Come back! I won't allow you to escape!" Zhang Youze looked at me and said again.
The rain blurred my eyes and his cheeks. I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I could feel the encouragement he expressed to me in his words. My heart became slightly warmer and tears were flowing in my eyes.
It came out in an instant.
Xia Haoyu doesn't love me anymore, maybe this is the best ending for us, right?
"Lin Duoduo! Go back with me now! We can't give up easily!" Zhang Youze shouted again. From such a long distance, I can even feel his whole body shaking because of the coldness. That's right, why should I do this?
I feel sad for someone who doesn’t love me at all. At least, Uncle Zhang cares about me...
So, I took a deep breath, picked up my feet and ran towards Zhang Youze's position. It wasn't until I ran in front of him that I clearly saw that his hair was soaked by the rain and his coat fell on the ground.
On the ground, raindrops flowed down his wet hair and onto his shoulders, slowly sliding down. His legs were trembling and his teeth were trembling. He was obviously frozen.
"Uncle..." I looked at Zhang Youze, "your legs are shaking..."
"I know." Zhang Youze said through gritted teeth.
"Your hands, your legs, and your teeth are all shaking." I forced a smile and said.
"I know," Zhang Youze looked at me and said, "Lin Duoduo, if you were running, I guess with my body, I might not be able to catch up."
I looked at Zhang Youze in confusion, but saw him put his shaking hands into his pockets, took out his mobile phone and said: "Call... He Kun, right away..."
I was just about to ask why, Zhang Youze's eyes closed slightly, his body suddenly lost his balance, and he was about to fall down. I hurriedly stretched out my arms to support him, but he seemed to have lost consciousness.
Fell down slowly...
"Uncle...Uncle!" I looked at Zhang Youze in panic, picked up the phone, found He Kun's number, and pressed the dial button.
Hospital, in the ward.
I stood nervously behind the doctor, looking at Zhang Youze's pale cheeks, feeling guilty in my heart. The doctor said that Zhang Youze had stomach problems, and this time he caught cold like this, plus he hadn't eaten for a day. How could his body carry it?
To survive, I had to be hospitalized for two days of observation. I looked at what the doctor wrote on the medical record, and the guilt in my heart became even deeper.
He Kun followed the doctor out. I walked closer to Zhang Youze, and then I realized that he seemed to be much older... yes, old.
His hair was messy, his face was pale, his eyes were slightly closed together, wrinkles could still be seen faintly on his forehead, and his lips had no trace of blood. How could he look so high-spirited when I first saw him?
Thinking of this, my nose suddenly felt sour. I didn't know that Zhang Youze had stomach problems before. Thinking of his suggestion that I go eat something before coming to the hospital at night, I felt melancholy again. I looked at him on the hospital bed.
, my nose felt sore, and tears wanted to burst out.
"Duoduo..." A voice came to my ears. I raised my eyes and looked at the hospital bed. Sure enough, it was Zhang Youze who had woken up.
"Uncle, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" I looked at Zhang Youze nervously, for fear that he would faint again in the next second.
"Indeed, it hurts a bit..." Zhang Youze said in a soft voice, raising his eyes slightly and looking at me.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you had stomach problems. I..." I pointed to my stomach and said cautiously: "Does it hurt?"
Zhang Youze turned slightly to the side, raised his arm slightly, put it on his chest, and said calmly: "It hurts here..."
I looked at Zhang Youze in surprise. I was about to avoid his eyes, but then I heard him say: "There's nothing wrong with being an uncle. At least... you still have a status, haha."
I retracted my eyes and looked at the shoes on my feet. I didn't know what to say for a moment and said with a smile: "Uncle, I am called old..."
"No, whether you age or not depends on your mentality. Besides, Duoduo calls me that, which makes me feel very considerate."
I could feel the way Zhang Youze looked at me, so he kept his head lowered and dared not speak. Then I heard Zhang Youze say: "Are you scared? How are you? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"No... I'm strong and I've changed my clothes. You... are you hungry? Let me buy some food and come back?" Suddenly I felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Zhang Youze is like this because of me, but he actually
You still care about how I am, which is really... a bit stupid!
"When you say that, I really feel hungry. Why don't you let He Kun..."
"No, it's just downstairs. I'll be right back." I waved my hand gently, and without waiting for Zhang Youze's reply, I turned around and walked out the door. When I walked to the door, I saw the black man walking in.
Glasses, who could it be if it weren’t He Kun?
It's just... isn't he an official sent from the capital? Is he very familiar with Zhang Youze?
I did feel a little hungry when I walked up the stairs. There were so many things that happened that day. I was really exhausted physically and mentally! After walking down the stairs, I walked towards the restaurant across the road. As soon as I walked into the store, I saw Yu Minghui.
Several people were eating with their backs to the door. They took a second look and still didn't see Xia Haoyu.
After ordering two portions of Chicken Noodle Soup and one portion of San Xian Vermicelli, I sat in the corner and waited. Suddenly I heard a conversation coming from a few people on the opposite side.
"Brother Hui, tell me, is something big happening in Philadelphia?" said one of the men who was chewing rice.
"Yes, Brother Hui, Brother Yu looks like he can eat people today. Is there really going to be a fierce battle? Has the golden chain been released from the bureau now? When will we start?"
"Brother Hui, tell us honestly, is Brother Yu really the chief disciple of Uncle De in Beijing? I really learned a lot today..."
"Pah!" Yu Minghui angrily put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, and said angrily: "Don't talk to each other, do you think I'm farting? Remember, do your own thing, and the rest,
Shut up, everyone!"
"Yes...yes, Brother Hui, by the way, Brother Hui, I'll ask again weakly. I heard that Uncle De had an unknown disciple in his hands before. If Brother Yu and Brother Hao are two, then the remaining two