In fact, I sympathize with Ding Lan. She completely became a victim of the political struggle and lost her heart in that battle without gunpowder. She was in a very similar situation to me. She was used and hurt.
, and it will not end well in the end.
Now she stands here, brandishing the knife of hatred.
"Xu Ziyang, why don't you dare to look at me? Do you feel guilty? Because you know that all of this is caused by you, including your father's imprisonment and the death of your old man!"
"Shut up!" Xu's father shouted angrily in a deep voice. He still got up from the hospital bed and came to see his father off for the last time. But his face was gray and he looked much more haggard than when he left the detention center that day.
The lady was holding her tightly beside him, her eyes full of worry.
"Miss Ding, in the current political situation, no one is right or wrong, there are only winners and losers. Your father is dismissed, no wonder Ziyang. Just like our Xu family, who was dismissed today, we will not blame others. You don't need to add fuel to the fire at this moment.
Xin, rub salt into the wound. You are not welcome here, please leave!"
Father Xu is a person who can control the situation with his imposing manner. Even under such circumstances, with a sick look on his face, his words are still sonorous and powerful, neither humble nor overbearing. Ding Lan narrowed his eyes, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on the corners of his lips,
"Uncle Xu, I wonder if your life in the detention center is going well?" One sentence immediately made everyone change their minds. Xu's father was so angry that he trembled all over, rolled his eyes, and fell backwards.
Mrs. Xu screamed, and Xu Ziyang stepped forward to support his father in time, hugging Xu's drooping figure. He sat down on the ground, raised his head and glanced sharply, and roared through gritted teeth: "Ding
Lan!"
I was stunned to see such a drastic change. Xu's father was in chaos there, and Xu Ziyang was filled with rage. My heart was in agony. Judging from Ding Lan's expression and words, Xu's father must have suffered something there.
, that’s why I suddenly felt so excited. There are many dark sides that we just haven’t come into contact with, so we can’t imagine them, but they do exist.
Ding Lan was not afraid of his gaze, and smiled coldly: "Is this unbearable? Oh, Xu Ziyang, I want you to repay double the money you invested in me!" She suddenly turned her head and stared at the silent person beside her.
Gu Qingwei, who was silent and cowering, looked as sharp as a sharp knife, "Gu, you just have the face of a vixen. I'm waiting to see when you have nothing."
After speaking, she turned around and met my eyes. She looked stunned for a moment. After looking at me carefully, she sighed and softened her tone: "Yu Qian, he is not worthy of your love." She looked past me.
At the same time, the pungent smell of perfume floated around. The name of this perfume is "poison". Her love for Xu Ziyang has become poison in her heart. Is this what it means?
The sound of high heels tapping against the floor tiles gradually faded away. I fixed my eyes on that person. He only looked at me when Ding Lan and I passed each other. Then he leaned down and helped Xu's father up together with the people next to him, and then
Carrying it on my back, I walked down step by step. Soon the people in front of the tombstone disappeared, leaving only Xu Zijie. He watched them go away before walking to my side and asked worriedly: "Ruoruo, you and him
......What's wrong?"
I looked up blankly and answered softly: "He said he was very tired when he was with me."
"Is he confused? Don't worry. When uncle's condition stabilizes, I'll go find him to reason. Now he's just... Ruoruo, don't cry." He hurriedly came to wipe me.
Then I realized that my eyes were not stinging, but tears were coming out again, and I became fragile. As long as I saw his indifferent figure, I felt depressed and uncomfortable.
"Zijie, he has really let go of me. This time there is no hesitation and no room for change. He and I have come to the end."
He pulled me into his arms and comforted me: "No, he once told me that as long as it was not for the happiness he gave me, he would never give up on you. It is precisely because of this that I can safely hand you over."
Give it to him. Believe me, he will not stop loving you."
At my insistence, he took me to the hospital to inquire about the news about Xu’s father. In fact, if it weren’t for his concern for me, it would be difficult for him to get away. The old man’s death needs someone to handle it.
Regardless of whether the Xu family has fallen into decline or not, those superficial relationships are still there, so there will still be mourning guests to deal with in the future.
And something happened again to Xu Ziyang, so it was impossible to send Xu's father to the hospital and leave him there, so the burden of post-arrangement fell on Zijie's shoulders. I saw him cut off the phone several times, and I advised him to go do some things first.
, Don't worry about me. He didn't refuse. It was indeed an important moment. He only gave a few words and got up to leave.
I waited for him to leave before approaching the ward again. Just now I was standing far behind the crowd, watching them take Father Xu into the emergency ward. Looking inside through the window on the door, I saw Mrs. Xu and Xu Ziyang standing on the bed separately.
On both sides of the room, his back was to the door. He could only vaguely see that Xu's father's mouth and nose were connected to oxygen, and the doctor was still doing examinations.
My eyes happened to meet with Mrs. Xu's, and she looked away for two seconds. When the doctor finished the examination and came out, I saw Xu Ziyang was stopped by Mrs. Xu as soon as he moved. She got up and sent the doctor out. I didn't
She didn't hide, she just stepped aside. After the doctor left, Mrs. Xu gently closed the door and said in a low voice: "Let's go to the other side of the corridor to talk."
I didn't refuse. From the look in her eyes just now, I could see that she had something to say to me. I looked into the room again and saw that he was standing upright, cold and resolute, but he could still feel the heaviness and sadness.
At the end of the corridor, Mrs. Xu stood at the window, looking at me without the disgust she once had. She slowly said: "As a mother, I always hope that Ziyang can find a daughter-in-law who will be helpful to his career, so I was very fond of Ding Lan at the beginning.
Satisfied, but didn’t know that the father and son had other thoughts. Many things happened later, and now the family is in decline, and they have experienced all kinds of ups and downs from the cloud to the bottom. I lived in your place some time ago, and I was very resistant to you at first.
, what you did for me later, to be honest, I am very grateful.
However, I still don't like you. Do you know why? Because Ziyang values you too seriously. He has put aside his responsibilities for you more than once, and even almost lost your life. He doesn't care about Ding Lan at all.
He can let go of Gu Qingwei, but he can't let go of you. But are you two really suitable? I have never seen him so depressed and tired. Things at home are dragging him down, so your relationship
Things are dragging him down, and sooner or later he will be dragged down."
Hearing this, I think I understand what she means. This is the most peaceful conversation we have had, without any emotional fluctuations. Her voice can be heard full of exhaustion and sadness. When encountering such a thing,
Who can not feel sad?
She paused as she walked past me and said softly: "I've driven Gu Qingwei away just now. Please give him some room to rest. He hasn't slept a wink for three days." The sound of footsteps
Gradually going away, I didn't look back, I just stared blankly at the scenery outside the window. There were no branches swinging in the wind, only a dull and cramped atmosphere.
I stood there for an unknown amount of time, my feet stiffened, and I felt the phone vibrating in my pocket. I avoided that ward and went down the safety stairs, one floor after another. Even on the higher floors, there was still time to finish.
I was getting farther and farther away from that floor, and I was getting further and further away from him. When we arrived at the gate of the hospital, Zijie happened to drive there.
He looked at my expression and said nothing. He sent me all the way to the hotel, arranged the room, and said softly before leaving: "Ruoruo, don't think too much, wait for my news." I nodded numbly, and then pulled
He held on to his sleeves, as if he could grasp hope if he held on tightly.
But when I waited for two days, I saw Zijie's apologetic and heartbroken eyes. He looked at me for a long time and was unable to speak. My heart sank to the bottom, there was no longer any hope, and despair came over me.
The funeral was over and there was no need for me to stay. It was Zijie who sent me away. Before leaving, I asked to go around the hospital. He sighed softly and drove there. When we arrived in front of the hospital, we did not go upstairs.
, I happened to see Xu Ziyang coming out. He didn't notice the car on the other side of the road, so I watched from a distance and didn't have the courage to walk up to him.
On the car ride back to the city, it was so hazy that Zijie couldn't hear anything he was saying. It wasn't until he heard a certain name that his thoughts gradually came into his mind and he listened carefully to what he said.
"Are you saying that Ding Lan was the one responsible for the fall of the Xu family?"
"It's not entirely true that she is a guide. She mainly relies on her father's original relationship. Although Ding Nianpeng was brought down by us, his original social circle is still there. All we can touch is his apparent relationship.
, and the hidden internal relationships cannot be dealt with, just like He Zhongyuan, he is Ding Nianpeng’s superior collaborator. In other words, Ding Nianpeng actually had a hand in finding a way out for his family before going in. "
No wonder I saw Ding Lan and He Zhongyuan walking together that day. It was indeed not my mistake. It can only be said that politics is a battlefield without gunpowder and there is countless bloodshed in it, but the common people cannot see it.
"Then your current situation is..." Is it difficult to turn over?
"There is no worst, only worse." He said with a hint of ridicule, but it was not difficult to notice the astringency at the corner of his mouth. The car was silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was slightly stagnant. Suddenly, he heard a bomb: "The old man was actually forced to die.
"." I opened my eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief, how could this happen?
He parked the car on the side of the road, with deep pain in his eyes, "My uncle was imprisoned for drunk driving, my father was forced to resign, and Zi Yang and I were each suppressed. The old man has never bowed to others in his life, and he is still
When I walked up to my old comrades, from request to begging, I received so many cold looks and insults. We were outside and no one knew. He even went to the military and political dignitaries in the army. Uncle Quan said that the old man went in for an hour and fell down when he came out.
It was on him, and his whole body was weak. He fell seriously ill when he came back, and he strictly ordered the servants at home not to tell us. When my uncle returned, it was supposed to be a harmonious scene, but someone happened to send a bunch of photos, all of which showed my uncle being humiliated.
It was photographed at that time, and the old man died on the spot, and my uncle also fainted."
When I heard this, I felt like my whole body was burning inside, and I was heartbroken. I didn't dare to imagine the miserable situation at that time, let alone Xu Ziyang's mood at that time, and what kind of pain it was. But, I was not with him.
