Chapter 982 Goodbye Xiao Qian
The door to the ward was closed. Lady Song turned her head to look at Chen Yang, crossed her legs and asked.
"Let him go just like that? Do you believe it so much?"
Chen Yang sighed, spread his hands and replied.
"In Binhai, you abide by the law first, and then you have to look at Han Qian's face when doing things, and then look at our identities and responsibilities. If Han Qian interferes, nothing will happen to Zhou Le in the end. Yes, but first think about how to explain Liu Shengge’s matter. He will either torture himself to death or you.”
Lady Song shrugged.
"I will strangle Liu Shengge to death, he is too arrogant."
Chen Yang laughed.
"I've heard of your reputation. I envy Liu Shengge's pure love and hate your own cheating boyfriend? All pure love men in the world deserve to die, right?"
Song Shunv laughed and said .
"Would you like me to give you some small pills?"
Chen Yang curled his lips.
“You are quite suitable for Han Qian!”
“Fuck you!”
Lady?
That's just the name.
It was drizzling late at night on the beach. Zhou Le stood in the middle of the crossroads and looked around, as if he was lost, as if he had lost the direction of his life.
Finally Zhou Le raised his head and looked to the east, but he turned and walked towards the west intersection.
I walked into a convenience store and bought a pack of Ruoyun that I had already discarded. Cigarettes that once cost nine yuan now cost twelve yuan.
Prices are rising rapidly.
I walked out of the convenience store, lit a cigarette, raised my head and opened my mouth to drink some rainwater, and walked on the road holding an umbrella.
Zhou Le is very careful in every step he takes.
He has never belonged to this city and has never made any contribution to this city.
After walking very far, Zhou Le raised his head and looked at the huge photo of Lin Zongheng on the billboard in front of him. Zhou Le smiled.
"Haha, you are excellent, really! Lin Zongheng, you are really excellent. At least you have worked hard for this city."
No one has doubted Lin Zongheng's ability. His brain, thoughts, appearance, figure, background, and academic qualifications are all excellent. He has been someone else's child since he was born. He is a role model for the same generation and a vane for younger generations.
Zhou Le raised his hand to Lin Zongheng and raised his right hand, as if he wanted to touch Lin Zongheng's head again, grinning stupidly.
"I was very happy during the time I spent with you. If we had known each other earlier, we might have become friends, but I still wanted to kill you, but I failed."
Redirect Zhou Le returned to the crossroads again. This time he chose the south direction, walking on Longjiang Road.
I bought a lighter at a convenience store and looked at the Honor Group in front of me, Zhou Le smiled again.
"You must be very proud to work in this office building. Liu Shengge, you were really born in the wrong era. If you had appeared in ancient times, you would have been outstanding and famous. You would have been passed down through the ages. Broken The environment in which you grew up allowed you to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and song, business economics, and boxing skills. Qian Huan was too showy to cover up your excellence. Your view of love beats 99% of the world's Ninety-nine percent of men from ancient times to the present, I always thought that people like you would only appear in novels! Goodbye! Although we have never crossed paths.”
Liu Shengge’s excellence. This is the unswerving thought of Han Qian, Feng Lun, and Lin Zongheng. Regarding Liu Shengge, many people are envious of his current life and jealous of his perfect appearance, but if they get to know Liu Shengge carefully.
He is really pitiful.
Liu Shengge said something to his wife.
“When I climb over this mountain, I will sit down with you and talk about my sadness and unbearability along the way.”
But in the end, Liu Shengge didn't get this opportunity. Maybe his perfection was an accident from God, or maybe God didn't want a perfect man like him to appear in this world, as if he was worried that someone would scold him for being unfair.
So Liu Shengge’s life is full of sadness and unbearableness.
Patricide, death of wife, eunuch.
These three labels were like brands, imprinted on his forehead.
Patricide.
If it wasn't for the desperate situation, if it wasn't for his mother's scars, if it wasn't for the humiliation his mother suffered, why would he choose this hopeless method?
Today's Yagyu Shengwu is immature and childish. How many people know about Liu Shengge's pampering and scolding? The young Liu Shengge plays the role of father and brother to take care of Yagyu Shengwu. If he doesn't kill him, Without that trash-like father, how could my mother and brother be where they are today.
Zhou Le gave a thumbs up to the Honor Group.
“I envy you for establishing the Glory Group for Binhai.”
Zhou Le took a deep breath. He originally wanted to go to the west to see, but when he thought about it, Feng Lun seemed to have nothing to see. He doesn't like Feng Lun, and he never has.
No cell phones.
Zhou Le walked for a long time before receiving a call.
Numbers are never forgotten.
"Qian'er, let's have a late-night snack together! I'm here with Glory, Ban Mian!" The person on the phone was silent for a full minute before Han Qian's voice came out.
"Okay, light it first."
Zhou Le returned the phone to the boss with a smile and said with a smile.
"Two portions of noodles, one thin, the noodles are cooked hard...harder, put less chili...he can't...can't eat spicy food, one is wide, put more chili, Put more and the noodles will become softer.”
The boss looked at the young man who couldn’t speak a complete sentence and his tears were like threads falling down.
He was about to close the door, but he still nodded.
Ten minutes.
The door of the noodle shop was pushed open, and Han Qian, dressed in a white suit, walked in. Xu Hongchang put away the umbrella in his hand and was very sensible and did not follow him.
After Han Qian sat down, two bowls of noodles were delivered to him.
One is wide and the other is thin, one bowl is full of chili peppers, and one bowl only has two chili peppers. Zhou Le smiled at Han Qian, picked up the noodles with chopsticks and was about to eat them, when he smiled again, Pick out the eggs hidden in the noodles and put them in Han Qian's bowl.
“You are not in good health, you should eat more.”
Han Qian's eyes were red, and just as he was about to speak, Zhou Le stuffed the egg into Han Qian's mouth and smiled.
“Where did you come from so much talk while having a late night snack? If you have something to do, we’ll talk about it tomorrow.”
Han Qian picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head and stuffed noodles into his mouth, as if Han Qian was no longer afraid of the heat today, and his tears fell into the scalding noodle soup. Zhou Le, who was sitting opposite him, had trembling shoulders and tears streaming down his face while biting the noodles.
Remember last year, remember that day clearly.
"Qian'er, let me tell you a place. Their noodles are super delicious. Let's go there after you get off work!"
"Where is it!"
"It's just in front of Longtai Market. The store is not big, but they give you an egg for free, a bowl of noodles costs seven yuan, and you can add chili for free!"
"Go now!"
"You want to eat one more egg. Brothers who are rich in fish and meat can't afford it. These eggs are enough. The boss will give me two more eggs to supplement my little Qian. Xiao Qian ! Did you read the news today? I won a prize of 100 million. How do you think I can spend it?”
“It’s a bit spicy!”
Zhou Le looked at Han Qian sitting opposite and said softly.
"I'm leaving."
One sentence completely broke Han Qian's guard. He raised his head and looked at Zhou Le crying like a child. Zhou Le took a napkin to wipe Han Qian away. Tears, wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, and laughed softly.
"Why are you acting like a child? Don't be impulsive, don't be brave, don't..."
Speaking of this, Zhou Le lowered his head, biting his lip, and his shoulders trembled , said with a trembling voice.
"I'm not afraid of anything, but I'm afraid of leaving you alone in this world. I'm afraid that you will be impulsive. I'm afraid that you will be wronged. I'm afraid that you will be brave. I'm afraid..."
Han Qianyang Zhou Le raised his head and cried bitterly, raised his arm to wipe his face, raised his head and grinned at Han Qian.
"I am really worthless, why did I lose my composure? Okay, okay, stop being like a child, so many people are watching! I have done one thing right and one wrong in my life. Regarding this matter, treating you as my younger brother is the right thing for me to do, and hurting you is the most wrong thing for me to do. Apologize to Yeats on my behalf."
Only today did Zhou Le understand why he will not be a man when he grows up. I cried because of the pain in my body. Today I also understand why heartache is ten thousand times more painful than physical pain.
Looking at Han Qian who was unable to cry, Zhou Le smiled and said softly.
"I'm leaving. I'm going to a place far, far away. I'll never come back in this life. I'm going to be brothers for once in this life. I don't know. In the next life... we're going to be brothers. OK... OK... no. ··”
The eyes are like silk threads, and the words weigh a thousand catties.
The last word "good" stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
When Han Qian was about to speak, Zhou Le turned around and left. Han Qian chased him out and stood at the door of the noodle shop crying loudly.
“I can solve everything.”
Zhou Le, who was walking in the rainy night, waved to Han Qian from behind.
“But how can you forgive me on Zheng Jing’s behalf?”
Zhou Le turned around and waved to Han Qian.
"Don't get wet in the rain. You don't like to take medicine when you have a cold!"
Han Qian swayed. Liu Ding stepped forward to help his young master. Han Qian watched Zhou Le leave. , he knew that after this separation, it was just like Zhou Le said.
We will never meet again in this life.
“Okay.”
At the end of July, a male body was found in front of Zheng Jing’s tombstone in Binhai Yingshan Cemetery.
Through his own heart with a dagger, he wrote the word 'sorry' on the tombstone with blood.
(End of this chapter)