Chapter 51 A-4

The Holiday Inn is also by the sea. Go out from the gate of Central Hospital and walk for about 15 minutes along Binhai Road.Ma Yu carried a small luggage bag in one hand, and led Sangli in the direction of the hotel with the other.The summer wind blows over, it is cool, humid, full of fishy smell of the sea, but refreshingly refreshing. Sang Li didn't speak all the way. After a while, Ma Yu asked Sang Li: "Did I not tell you about my family?" Sang Li looked up at Ma Yu, and said "Yes" as an answer. Ma Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "My parents died when I was in high school. In a production accident, my father died on the spot in the workshop of the factory. My mother suffered a heart attack after hearing the news. I died on the way to the hospital. In one day, I was an orphan."

Sang Li was slightly shocked, as if he had already guessed what he was going to say. "I grew up with my grandparents, but during the few years I went to study in Germany, they also left me one after another," Ma Yu said in a heavy voice, "Look, you are still happier than me." He held Sangli's hand tightly: "In these years, my career has been relatively successful, and I thought that by this time, I might have a deeper understanding of what it means to be 'a child who wants to be raised and loved' more than anyone else." Don't wait'."

He looked into Sang Li's eyes, and there was clear regret in his eyes: "Sang Li, I don't know what happened to him, but I know he is just an old man in his dying years. Even if you deceive yourself, temporarily forget about those resentments, What's wrong with letting him live comfortably at the end of his life? After all, he has raised you for so many years. You probably haven't had time to pay him back, right? " Hearing this sentence, Sang Li was shocked. Yes, it seemed that she really didn't pay him anything back. Since she was a child, she didn't like his alienation from her; when they grew up, they didn't reconcile; when they were older, he said she was insulting and kicked her out... Although the relationship was indifferent, it was not like he didn't care for her. She, and she, did not pay back.

In this world, how many fathers and daughters like them are there? Finally, Sang Li could no longer contain the exhaustion in her heart, she didn't want to think about these problems anymore.These debts from her youth have tortured her for too long - from the time she received Nan Yang's call to now, she is still not ready for a friendly dialogue with Sang Yuecheng. She lowered her head and leaned against Ma Yu, as if she wanted to hand over all her burdens to him.Ma Yu didn't say a word, just stretched out his hand to wrap her around her, patted her on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "It's almost there, hold on, be good."

It seems to be coaxing children. At one o'clock in the morning, Sang Li and Ma Yu finally arrived at the front desk of the Holiday Inn. Before that, Chen Wei had already booked a room for them. The lady at the front desk smiled softly: "Mr. Ma, hello, here is your room card, room 2206, I wish you a pleasant trip." The delicate card wrapped in a crimson envelope was pushed over. Sang Li looked up at the room card, but said nothing. It wasn't until he got into the elevator that Ma Yu explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just think it's better for someone to take care of you in today's situation."

Sang Li couldn't help laughing: "They are all adults, Mr. Ma. You don't need to explain, I also know what kind of person you are." Ma Yu coughed and looked at her: "Why did you say that in the hospital just now?" Sang Li didn't understand: "How to say?" Ma Yu was a little helpless: "It seems that my fiancé is indeed a temporary worker." Sang Li said "Oh", glanced at him and said, "I'm sorry, Ma Yu, a good person like you will be regarded as a disciple if you get involved with me." Ma Yu was funny and annoyed: "Sang Li, are you okay? How can someone always talk bad about yourself like you? Let me tell you, whether you are self-deprecating or you are really kind enough to vaccinate me, from now on, You all have to correct your attitude - you just need to know that you are my girlfriend and will be my wife in the future, don't just mention it."

He freed one hand and pretended to strangle her neck: "Do you remember?" Sang Li didn't answer, but stared at Ma Yu with a slight starlight in her eyes.Ma Yu's heart moved, and he leaned down slightly, but before he could kiss him, there was a "ding" - the 22nd floor was here. That night, Sang Li suffered from insomnia. At 2 a.m., she finally stopped counting sheep, got out of bed, grabbed a can of beer from the fridge, and walked out onto the balcony.In the seaside town late at night, even the street lights seem to be falling asleep, the silent road, and the lonely coastline.She stared blankly at the wards of the Central Hospital not far away, subconsciously thinking: Which one is Sang Yuecheng's ward?

She seemed to think of those episodes related to Sang Yuecheng in her childhood: he took her to visit her mother's grave, the steps of Fenghuangshan Cemetery were so long, he didn't hug her, but watched her walk up the steps by herself.He said Xiaoli, you have to let your mother know that you have grown up, and she will be very happy if she sees you coming up to see her. So, she really climbed up step by step, and happily sang and danced in front of her mother's tombstone.At that time, she was still so young, ignorant, and didn't understand what Dad was talking to herself while sitting in front of her mother's tombstone.He also usually drank a can of beer while talking, occasionally pouring some on the floor.When he did this, his movements were as natural as if he was at his own dining table, but his eyes were so focused on looking at the tombstone...

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Ma Yu's voice suddenly came from behind. Sang Li turned around and saw Ma Yu standing behind him with a glass of water.He seemed to have woken up, his hair was a little messy, and his eyes were a little blurred. "Can't sleep, let's take a look at the night scene, anyway, I haven't seen it for many years." Sang Li took a sip of beer and smiled, "Go to sleep." But Ma Yu put down the water glass and came over, hugged her from behind, buried her head on her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Actually, I didn't fall asleep either. Thinking of you next door, I couldn't fall asleep even more. I regretted it." suite."

Sang Li couldn't help laughing: "Ma Yu, if I remember correctly, you are already 32 years old, but listening to this, you are really a 'boy'." Hearing Sang Li tease himself with the old lady Qin's words again, Ma Yu also laughed. He raised his eyes to see the scattered lights in the distance, and asked Sang Li, "Where is your home?" Sangli looked carefully at the neon lights in the distance, and after a while pointed to the southwest to show him: "There, do you see it? The place with the China Construction Bank billboard is near there, which is my home."

Ma Yu looked in the direction she pointed, but couldn't see anything clearly.The wind from the sea blows, cool and slippery.Ma Yu couldn't help but gently kissed Sang Li's earlobe. His breath was hot, and Sang Li was startled, subconsciously wanting to break free. However, he didn't give her a chance. His strength was much stronger than hers. He just pulled her over and moved her into his arms. In the next second, he kissed her deeply. Sang Li felt a little dizzy suddenly - how long has it been since she was so intimate with a man? However, after all, she is no longer that unworldly little girl.She is 28 years old, she has fallen and got up, she has seen men's gentle smiles and their ferocious threats, she has long been not afraid of any so-called "consequences" that are serious.Her heart has been cold for so long, at this moment, in this city where she has lived for 18 years but still can't find a sense of belonging, she just wants a little tangible warmth! She put her arms around the neck of the man in front of her and kissed him passionately.Her enthusiasm almost made Ma Yu unable to hold back. He felt the rush of blood in his body, his shortness of breath, and kissed her all the way along her lips and neck. He could even feel her delicate and warm skin on his burning skin. The palm warmed up a little bit. He suddenly picked her up and walked to her room. She didn't resist, but just looked at him with bright eyes, didn't speak, and was as quiet as a little rabbit. He smiled, and the moment he gently put her on the bed, he said softly: "Sang Li, you look like a little rabbit..." However, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he saw her face suddenly change, and her body became stiff instantly. Ma Yu was stunned. In the big room, the wall lamps were shining with soft warm light, but Ma Yu watched Sang Li's eyes welling up with tears.She stretched out her hand and gently stroked Ma Yu's face. Her slender fingers slid down the contours of his face. She called him tremblingly, "Ma Yu?" Ma Yu frowned and replied, "It's me." She still called, "Ma Yu?" He replied again: "Huh?" Her eyes became desperate and sad, and she shouted over and over again: Ma Yu, Ma Yu, Ma Yu... Tears fell all the way, Ma Yu was stunned at first, and then began to panic.He sat on the edge of her bed, looking at her helplessly.After a while, he stretched out his hand and bent down to hug her.He patted her lightly, as if coaxing YOYO to sleep countless times, and told her: "Don't cry, I'm here, don't cry..." At some point, Sang Li finally fell asleep gradually, but Ma Yu sat on the edge of her bed in a daze, looking at the specks of wetness on her eyelashes, a little lost in thought—what did she think of?Who do you remember? He sat there blankly for a while, then got up and turned off the light, and went to the other side of the bed to lie down.He stretched out his hand and took Sang Li into his arms. He watched her curl up in his arms, shrinking into a small size, like a newborn baby. Ma Yu thought that the book said that people who sleep in this position often lack a sense of security. Ma Yu couldn't help but sighed softly: This woman, she is so beautiful, yet so pitiful. Perhaps, it was also at this moment that Ma Yu knew: neither he, nor Sang Li, could avoid the memories of the past.No matter how generous he is, no matter how he doesn't care, he should still know those things.Because, only when she fully confides those stories and he expresses complete forgiveness, can they let go of the burden of the past, hold hands tightly, and walk together. That night, Ma Yu looked at Sang Li's sleeping face and decided: He wanted to listen to her tell the stories about the past, and then accompany her to bury yesterday.