It was just three days, because of that damn typhoon named ‘Butterfly’.
Heavy rainfall in loose strata leads to frequent mudslides. Lu Zhandong's experience can be compared to the real-life version of "People on the Road".
Finally, the train was transferred to the bus and arrived at the entrance of this damn town called Daliu Town, but the result was another mudslide.
He waited all night and finally took the address of the An family's old home written to him by his father Lu Zhensheng and found the door. But when he opened the door, the person who rushed out was indeed the person he had been longing for, but as soon as the person opened his mouth and shouted
But his name is-Jiang Lichuan!!!
——Go to Jiang Lichuan!!!
In the simple house, Lu Zhandong wiped his rain-drenched hair with a towel and said bitterly in his heart.
An Ning handed over a glass of hot water and asked, "How did you find this place?"
Lu Zhandong looked at her ordinary expression and asked, "Why won't I come?"
"Dad asked you to come! Didn't I send him a text message before I left?"
In order to prevent Lu Zhensheng from worrying, she left Tongcheng City and before turning off her phone, she sent him a text message, telling him that she had thought about the matter and would not do anything stupid, so that he could rest assured.
"What can a text message mean? Don't you know that he won't feel relieved unless he confirms it with his own eyes?" After Lu Zhandong finished speaking, he glared at An Ning and added, "I really doubt whether Manman and I are his biological children. You
That’s it.”
An Ning rolled her eyes and said, "Are you scolding your mother?"
If he and Lu Manman were not biologically related to Lu Zhensheng, then...Xia Lihua stole someone?
What are you talking about?
Lu Zhandong glared back, "Why don't you think about adoption?"
An Ning directly handed over the small mirror on the table, "Take a look yourself and see how much you look like your mother. Then when you go back, see how much Lu Manman looks like your father."
You can tell at a glance whether they are biological.
Lu Zhandong didn't look in the mirror, he just took it and slapped it on the table, "I don't have much free time. Pack your things and come back with me."
His tone was like giving an order, and there was no room for comment.
However, An Ning replied: "Since you have seen that I am still alive and not dead, you can go back and report to Dad."
The corners of Lu Zhandong's lips curled up in a mocking arc, "If it were Jiang Lichuan standing here at this moment, you would be so happy that you would nod your head immediately, right?"
Every time he mentioned Jiang Lichuan, his tone would become particularly sinister, and the tiny nerves in An Ning's mind would be triggered in an instant, and he would become very sensitive and stubborn.
"Yes! Now that you know, go back by yourself and leave me alone."
Lu Zhandong was irritated by her cold attitude, "Okay, I don't care about you, that's okay."
After saying that, he strode straight into the house, looking at each room, and finally found the bedroom where she was sleeping. He put her clothes hung up, the computer on the table, her mobile phone and her daily routine.
All the groceries were thrown into her suitcase.
Seeing this, An Ning immediately stopped him and said, "Lu Zhandong, what are you going to do! Don't touch my things!"
Lu Zhandong waved away her outstretched hand, stared at her and said word for word: "You asked me not to care about you. From now on, I will not care about what you think, what are you?"
Feelings, whatever I say, you must do what I say!”
An Ning finally figured it out. He was forcing her to go back with him in disguise.
"Okay, you can clean it up if you like. Take whatever you want to take away. Once you've chosen it, the door is over there. Remember to close it for me when you go out."
She also made her attitude clear. Even if he moved all her luggage, he couldn't move a living person like her!
With a 'bang' sound, Lu Zhandong flicked his hand and slammed her suitcase shut, turned around, his face still angry, spread his hands, his posture seemed a bit calm, and said:
"Okay, if you don't want to go back, fine, then you can wait to collect the bodies for your cousin, your uncle, and your aunt for this family!"
An Ning was stunned for a moment, then immediately said anxiously: "What? Tell me again!!! What did you do to my uncle and the others?"
Lu Zhandong's lips curled up with a touch of sarcasm, and his voice had a strange tone as he said, "What did I do to them? An Ning, in your heart, this is who I am, right!"
As he said that, without waiting for An Ning to answer, he immediately nodded and said: "Yes, I am such a person. I can do such a thing. This seems to be something I can do, but I really can't do it."
I didn’t expect that this time someone struck before me. Do you want to guess who it was? Who noticed you were missing before me, and who knew that your weak spot was hit every time."
After saying that, the smile on Lu Zhandong's lips widened slightly, looking very bright, but his eyes were as cold as ice, which made his beautiful face look quite weird.
Under his narrow gaze, under the hints of his words and eyes, An Ning held her hands tightly, her expression sometimes firm and sometimes confused, but more of it was...pain, and under the pain, she reflexively began to think
To escape.
——No, it won't be him.
An Ning said to herself over and over again in her heart.
However……
"How long have you known him? What do you know? I don't think this is something he would be able to do, right? I think Jiang Lichuan will always be of high quality and spotless, right? Haha..." Lu Zhandong said,
He laughed out loud with a desolate look on his face, "Jiang Zheng is a sanctimonious hypocrite. Let's not talk about the things about the Jiang family, but let's talk about Jiang Lichuan, who struggled abroad alone without relying on his family background, and started from scratch.
He is a fool. Do you think he can make hundreds of millions on his own in just a few years? Do you think he is Bill Gates, Mark Zucker, or Steve Jobs? Do you think his hands are not stained with blood?"
After saying that, Lu Zhandong looked at An Ning who just frowned and pursed her lips in silence, and then said: "Oh, by the way, maybe his hands are really clean. Why do you need to kill someone yourself?
You said that, right?"
An Ning's pure black pupils shone with sharp light, like an abyss that had been silent for a long time and was suddenly stirred by waves.
Seeing that the storm was about to hit him, Lu Zhandong was already prepared for how fiercely he would fight back when she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to speak out to defend Jiang Lichuan. However...
The next second, An Ning's eyes suddenly dropped slightly, and her voice echoed softly in the small room of less than twenty square meters.
"I'll ask you again, what happened to my uncle and the others."
Lu Zhandong's heart froze. He was too familiar with her expression.
In their marriage of less than three years, he had deliberately used words to irritate her more than once like today. No, the words he said were even more excessive than at this moment. At the beginning, she was indeed as hysterical as he wanted.
A lunatic who had lost his mind, so he began to hope in his heart that she would finally be unable to bear it anymore and throw out the word 'divorce', but she just endured it, gritting her teeth.
Later, no matter what he did, she would mostly look at him with that calm and deep look. Although he couldn't see any ripples in her eyes, he could feel a kind of deep pain in the air.
of sadness.
However, at that time, he had been immersed in his forced marriage and was still disgusted with her. Even if he found out, he would only think that she was playing hard to get and pretending to be pitiful.
Now think about it, if he hadn't deliberately turned a blind eye at that time and discovered his heart in time, would it have been... a different outcome between them?
"I ask you, what happened to my uncle and the others!"
Seeing that he didn't answer, An Ning raised her voice a little higher and repeated the question word for word.
Lu Zhandong frowned slightly. It was clear that he had the upper hand at the beginning, but now...why did he suddenly want to compromise and hold her in his arms?
No.
At the same time, he quickly denied it in his mind. Did he have the upper hand at first?
No.
From the moment he discovered the answer in his heart, no matter what he did to her, there would only be one result in the end - he would definitely lose.
Who made him fall in love with her, but she... no longer loves him!
After thinking about it, Lu Zhandong suddenly felt pain in his body one after another, it seemed to be his heart, and it seemed to be... his stomach.
After running around for days, he basically didn't get much rest, nor did he eat a serious meal.
"Say it!" An Ning couldn't wait any longer, grabbed his sleeve and asked loudly.
Seeing the eagerness in her eyes, Lu Zhandong smiled desolately and dejectedly, "An Xiaofeng is in Jiang Lichuan's hands. I don't know, but your aunt cried to death several times. Your uncle is fine now."
After saying that, Lu Zhandong took a deep look at An Ning and said, "But if something happens to An Xiaofeng, the blow to your uncle will be more serious than that of your aunt."
An Ning's mood was even more complicated, "Why would he do this..."
"If you want to know, go back to Tongcheng City and ask him in person."
go back?
An Ning smiled bitterly.
Lu Zhandong added: "It's up to you to leave at any time. Don't think that Jiang Lichuan can't do anything, even if he really has feelings for you."
An Ning couldn't help but recall the words Jiang Yuan said in Shengjing - 'What he really likes, he must get it. If he can't have it, he would rather destroy it with his own hands.'
Immediately, I felt panicked, and at this moment, Lu Zhandong's figure swayed.
There was a noise in the room, and as Lu Zhandong held on to the table and barely stood still, the vase on the table also fell over, rolled to the ground, and broke into pieces.
Beautiful wild flowers picked on the roadside.
Seeing him hunched over with his head lowered and his hands tightly covering his abdomen, An Ning immediately said, "Do you have stomach pain again?"
Lu Zhandong always had bad gastrointestinal problems. Before returning from the United States, he was admitted to the hospital due to gastric ulcer. After returning, he even suffered a gastric perforation due to drinking and stayed in the hospital for a month.
Lu Zhandong raised a hand, waved it, and replied: "It doesn't matter..."
How come it doesn't matter?
His voice sounded extremely painful.
"Where's your medicine?"
"I'm walking in a hurry, I don't have... a belt, it's okay... just rest... okay..." As he said that, the next wave of pain came again, and it was more severe than the last time. Lu Zhandong's body sank in pain. , squatting on the ground.
But when he was in trouble, he saw An Ning turning around, so he immediately reached out to grab her without thinking.
It didn't matter. Although he caught An Ning, he suddenly fell to the ground. His bones hit the cement and hurt, as if they were about to break.
And An Ning was pulled by him so much that she almost lost her center of gravity and fell down with her. When she was a little angry, she heard him say in a low and painful voice: "Don't go, I found you with great difficulty... don't go... ...An Ning, come back, let's go home together..."
Fortunately, the rain has weakened significantly, and the damaged traffic is being restored one by one. Otherwise, An Ning really doesn't know what to do if the ambulance cannot arrive.
After waiting for an hour, when Lu Zhandong was carried into the ambulance, his whole body was almost curled up, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and his face was pale.
An Ning couldn't imagine how much pain he felt. Within an hour, it seemed that his willpower had been crushed. Her wrists were so painful from his scratches that sometimes it felt as if her bones were about to be broken by his scratches. Same.
"An Ning, don't leave...come with me...home..."
Listening to the moans of pain that continued to flow from his lips that were almost purple, An Ning felt complicated in her heart, but in the end she didn't say anything, she just gritted her teeth and allowed him to exert such force. He grabbed his painful wrist and let him hold his hand and press it on his abdomen, feeling the contraction and relaxation of the muscles under his palm every time the pain came and briefly left.
And in the sound of the siren accompanying the departure of the ambulance, when passing the corner not far away, An Ning inadvertently raised her eyes and felt as if she saw a familiar figure. Suddenly her whole body was pressed against the car glass, but... …The next second, when she looked again, there was nothing there.
An Ning smiled mockingly to herself. How could she have thought she saw Jiang Lichuan just now? How could he appear here, wearing the black windbreaker she was most familiar with? Others should be torturing her cousin An in Tongcheng City. Xiaofeng, just wait for her to come to your door.
And just as An Ning was thinking this, as the ambulance was getting further away, a figure came out from behind the tree at the corner, watching the direction of the car leaving, the corners of his lips curled up mockingly, and then he took out his cell phone and called. He called me and said: "Zhou Lu, book me a flight back in the afternoon...I saw her...with Lu Zhandong..."
After saying a few more words, he closed the line and walked along the quiet alley until he reached the door with the house number 97.
At this moment, a continuous drizzle was still falling in the sky, and his hair was completely wet. The raindrops gathered drop by drop on the black windbreaker, and slid down along the cuffs and hem of the clothes.
He took out a cigarette that was not completely wet from his bag and lit it.
Nicotine was raging in and out of his lungs. He looked at the lock on the door, then took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, picked up one of them, and inserted it in. The moment he inserted it, the sarcasm on his lips deepened again.
a bit.
More than 20 years later, the lock is still the same.
Although the house has been renovated, it still retains its original appearance.
Stone table, stone bench, sink...and the gardenia tree. He sneered coldly, took the key and easily opened the door of the house. After looking around, he walked straight into one of the rooms on the side.
room, walked in, closed the door, but didn't turn on the light.
The one-meter-two small bed is made very neatly. At first glance, it looks like it is still inhabited.
He walked to the window. The window in this room was very high, but he was taller now. It was easy to open the curtains. However, he still bowed and opened a corner under the curtains, revealing only two sides.
I looked at the world outside the window with only one eye, but... there were only mottled walls and a steady drizzle outside the window.
The girl who passed by the window carrying a schoolbag, jumping up and down, wearing a ponytail, and humming tuneless songs had long since grown up, and she would never pass by his window again.
Because...he will hold her tightly in the palm of his hand.
The conditions of the town health center are limited. Lu Zhandong's gastrointestinal disease has long been tortured by himself and is very stubborn and has a certain degree of drug resistance. In addition, the medicines here are not like the high-end imported medicines he is used to. They are just general analgesics and anti-inflammatory drugs, so
, it took three days of hanging the diaphragm to get better. On the fourth day, An Ning had just walked downstairs of the health center carrying the cooked porridge, when she saw someone not far away waving to her and shouting: "Girl!"
It's the middle-aged man who calls himself Xun who lives temporarily in No. 97.
"What's the matter? Uncle Xun." An Ning walked over and said.
"The old chief will be discharged from the hospital today. I will pick him up in the city soon and then go to other places." After saying that, Secretary Xun took out a card from his business card holder and handed it to An Ning: "Didn't you say last time?
Have you quit your job and plan to live here permanently? It just so happens that the Third Design Institute is recruiting people, and there are job vacancies in the city and town. If you want to go, you can call this person."
The headquarters of the Third Institute of Design is located in City C. Although the business card handed over by Secretary Xun only had a name and no position printed on it, An Ning knew that the other party must have a high position in the Third Institute.
After understanding what the other party meant, An Ning immediately refused: "Thank you for your kindness, but..."
"Listen to me first." Secretary Xun interrupted An Ning with a smile: "Don't refuse in a hurry. On the one hand, this is to thank you for saving our old chief. On the other hand, it is true that there are vacancies in the third hospital, but there is no guarantee.
You will definitely be hired. After all, it is up to the three institutes to decide whether you are suitable or not, and I am just a go-between."
"That's just a piece of cake. Besides... I have something to do temporarily and I don't necessarily have to stay here forever. I should leave in a day or two." An Ning replied.
Secretary Xun was slightly surprised, "Is the matter serious if you leave in such a hurry? Is there anything I can do to help?"
An Ning smiled, shook his head and said, "No, it's not serious."
"In that case, you must accept this business card." Secretary Xun said, taking out another business card from another business card holder and handing it to An Ning.
An Ning took a look and saw that the content on the business card was simpler than the previous one. There was only a name and a contact number, but the paper felt clearly good when held in his hand.
"Within the best of my ability, don't be polite if you have any questions."
The previous business card could have been rejected, but this one belonged to the other party and was delivered by the other party in person, so An Ning had no choice but to say, "Thank you."
After saying that, she suddenly remembered something, and then added with some embarrassment: "There is something...Uncle Xun, can you tell the old chief for me that my attitude was not very good that night, and what I said was a bit...
…”
Secretary Xun smiled slightly, "To be honest, few people dare to treat the old chief like this, but... I have to say that your method of motivating generals is very effective, and the old chief also knows it, you don't need to take it to heart, he
If he was really angry, he wouldn’t have repeatedly told me to express his gratitude to you in person on his behalf.”
"I once made a mistake, and I wanted to ignore someone who cared about me very much. Although he was fine in the end, I have always been worried about the sinful thoughts at that moment, so... I will treat it as...
After repaying the bad karma I caused, I have to thank you, the old leader."
After saving an old man who had a heart attack, the guilt that had been pressing in my heart finally felt relieved.
After hearing this, Secretary Xun replied: "You are a good girl."
As soon as An Ning opened the ward door and called out "Lu Zhandong", she saw Lu Zhandong curled up with his back to the door. She thought he was still sleeping, so she closed the door gently. However, when she tiptoed to the table
, just as he was about to put down the thermos in his hand, a voice floated over suddenly, "Who is that person talking to you downstairs?"
An Ning turned her head and saw that although Lu Zhandong still maintained that posture, his eyes were open. Looking at it that way, it didn't look like he had been awakened at all, but that he had been awake for a long time.
"You're not sleeping! Why do you keep silent when I call you?"
Since she was awake, she didn't have to wait any longer for the porridge in her hand. She put the forgotten business card aside temporarily, opened the thermos pot, and said, "Get up and drink porridge."
"Why is it porridge again..." Lu Zhandong muttered, looking at the porridge she scooped out, he couldn't help but said, "It's still white..."
The kind of white porridge that is extremely white, with only a little salt added and nothing else.
"You don't want to eat it? Yes, there are beef noodles outside and the chili is very powerful. Do you want it?"
Lu Zhandong frowned, "You haven't answered me yet, who is that person? Let me see what he gave you."
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