Chapter 9 Chapter Nine His Funeral

Bieqiong has been blind for three days since he was sent to the hospital. The whole body has been checked countless times. The trauma is mainly concentrated on the arm. After the minor operation, I wear a protective plate. After the wound is healed, I can even do cosmetic surgery to remove the scar. But she couldn't see what she said, and she opened and closed her eyes, "the blood in her eyes is like a flood." Wen Chenrui's death deeply irritated her. Qiao Lei invited the best doctor in the city, Professor Liu, a grizzled old man in his seventies, inquired about her physical condition and family genetic history in detail, and took her to do various examinations in person.

He pulled Qiao Lei out of the door, "I suggest you call Lao Yu from the Department of Neurology." "What? You mean she..." "Don't be nervous, Mr. Qiao," the old professor saw his anxiety, "I suspect that she has no eye or brain problems. Look at this examination, the left eye has no light perception, and the right eye examination shows no abnormalities. The left anterior segment No abnormality, pupil 3mm, direct and indirect light reflex sensitive, no abnormality in fundus, normal intraocular pressure, no abnormality in head CT." "What does this mean?"

"I presume . . . hysteria." "Hysteria?" "Yes, the so-called hysteria is a mental disorder caused by some unexpected events, such as being strongly stimulated, or having very extreme psychological conflicts in her heart, which caused her excessive fear, worry, collapse, and emotional imbalance. During this process, she could not adjust , beyond her psychological endurance limit, the body has an instinctive self-protection. I feel blind, paralyzed, deaf-mute..." "You mean, she's just pretending? It's just a feeling?" Qiao Lei was puzzled.

"No, no, hysteria is not a faux pas. In fact, there is no problem. But deep down in the patient's heart, she will think that she is blind. She firmly believes it." "Then how to treat it?" "Call it Lao Yu. She is best at this." Ten minutes later, Professor Yu came over, looked at the materials in Professor Liu's hand, and the two exchanged for a while. Professor Yu sat next to Bie Qiong. "Miss Biqiong, I have some good news for you. Now there is a new type of high-grade lens imported from the United States. No matter what the cause of blindness, it can quickly restore vision after wearing it. It's just that the price is a bit expensive. Do you want to try it?"

Qiao Lei said: "No problem, the price is not an issue." The doctor signaled him to keep silent, and continued to ask Bi Qiong: "Miss Bi Qiong, do you want to try? What's your decision?" She hesitated, "Recover immediately? Is it so powerful?" "Yes, now that medical technology is advanced, even if human beings don't have eyes, they can be equipped with electronic eyes and experience two-dimensional black and white graphics through electronic blind guide equipment." "Okay, I'll try." The doctor put the black glasses in her hands, "You can put them on by yourself. After wearing them, the vision can be restored to 1.2 in the left eye and 1.0 in the right eye."

She clutched the glasses in her hand tightly, seeming a little nervous. Qiao Lei held her hand, "It's okay, don't worry, I'm here." She puts on glasses. Everyone in the room looked at her. "Baby, did you see me?" "……No." Qiao Lei thought he was delusional, and when she saw her eyes flickering, she would even avoid the tables and chairs when she walked towards him, but she said "no". Professor Yu was also quite surprised, "Well, you should lie down and rest first." She signaled Qiao Lei and Professor Liu to go outside. "The therapy just now is the most common and effective psychological suggestion we have given to this kind of patients. What I hold in my hand is actually just an ordinary flat mirror. But the cure rate of the patients I treated in this way is 95%. No Thinking of it doesn't work for her."

Qiao Lei became anxious, "You mean it can't be cured?" He is ready to call his assistant to contact the doctor in the United States. "No, it's not. I think maybe it's because she was too stimulated. She just wants to immerse herself in her own world and refuse to come out. She refuses to believe that she is not blind." Professor Liu asked: "She, is there anyone who is particularly important, something that she wants to find out? What thing or person has appeared, and she wants to see it the most?" "It's a good idea," Professor Yu looked at Professor Liu approvingly, "I'm sure her eyes are fine. Maybe it will take some time. Pay attention to rest these few days, and now I feel that I can't see, which is fine. A form of self-preservation for her body, we'll see."

After seeing off the two doctors, Qiao Lei closed the door, and she turned her head vigilantly, and asked, "Qiao Lei, I want to ask, has his funeral been held yet?" "It was done," he said, "the day before yesterday." "So fast." There was no sadness or joy in this tone, it was more like talking to himself. After waiting for a while, seeing that she didn't overreact, he said: "This matter has been widely reported by the media around the world. According to his own account, that murderer went to kindergarten because he was dissatisfied with society and wanted the media to expose him..." He I couldn't bear to continue, "So the municipal party committee called me and hoped that the media would stop reporting it, lest more people see this kind of news. In order to gain exposure, similar incidents will happen again. The corpse...the corpse also hopes to be cremated as soon as possible. "

"Oh." "Dai Chuan is arranging for his funeral. I just found out that his father was just an honest farmer. The city government gave him a pension of 200,000 yuan. He refused to ask for anything. What's the use of asking for money when someone is dead." "What the hell?" "I heard that he divorced and married his father when he was very young. I haven't contacted her for so many years. No one knows where she is." She was silent for a while, "He did it to save me...I...have no face to see him, old man, Qiao Lei, I have some money in my card, not much, but my heart, otherwise, you can..."

Warm big hands caressed her shoulders, Qiao Lei stood firmly behind her, frowning. Of course it's inappropriate to think about these things at this time, but if blindness is to protect herself, then is her heart also closed to him? He no longer has any hope for the future of the two. "The doctor told us not to expose you to any more stimulation. I also expressed your apology to my uncle. He said that Xiao Rui is a good boy and I don't blame you. Uncle is not short of money. He said that in recent years Xiao Rui sent a lot of money, enough for the rest of his life." "Oh."

Following her gaze, Qiao Lei saw the cardboard box next to the cabinet, and remembered something, "Dai Chuan came to see you this morning, and saw you sleeping, so he didn't call you, put down a big cowhide envelope and left." He took out a sapphire-blue nail clipper from his pocket, picked off the sealed scotch tape, and handed it to Bieqiong. He pinched it with his fingers, and it was hard. "Looks like a diary." Her expression became anxious, "I can't see, I can't see, Qiao Lei, blood, it's all blood, a sea of ​​blood..." "Don't panic, don't panic. Listen to me," he grabbed her shoulder, "If you want, I'll read it to you later, okay?" She held the cowhide envelope tightly in her arms, but she didn't nod or shake her head. "I forgot to tell you something." He decided to change the subject, "His memorial service was held the day before yesterday, and I was there that day, and a very strange thing happened. I don't know where I got the news. What is the name of the gang..." He frowned at this point, "Oh, netizens from the forum called 'Sharing the Liver', from all over the world, there are at least a hundred people here. Beside his coffin, wept very sadly." "Sharing the pain with the liver?" "That's right, the scene at that time confused everyone. Later, Dai Chuan and I chatted with their promoters for a while, and finally figured out the authenticity of the matter." "Speak," she seemed to be calmed down, and slowly calmed down. "The 'Sharing the Liver' forum was initiated by netizens. It is a relatively well-known public welfare organization for hepatitis B carriers in China. The forum was established five years ago and has hundreds of thousands of registered members. Wen Chenrui is both the webmaster and the public welfare organization. One of the founders of the organization. It mainly provides the most direct and comprehensive help for hepatitis B patients in China, offline gatherings, making friends, and invited doctors from major liver disease hospitals to answer questions. This public welfare organization is the most famous and the most famous in the industry What people admire is defending the rights of patients with liver disease who have been deprived of their education and employment opportunities due to liver disease. Fight for legal rights through laws and popularize hepatitis B knowledge to the public. Wait for common sense." "what." She was stunned. "Four years ago, he and several responsible persons focused on promoting China's anti-hepatitis B discrimination campaign, launched several 'hepatitis B discrimination cases' and rights protection lawsuits, and legally protected the rights and interests of hepatitis B carriers. A sensation in the whole country." "I seem to have seen it." She tilted her head, "Almost all the media in the country are reporting on that incident, and it is even more popular on the Internet. The hot spots on major portal websites have lasted for many days." "Yes, I heard that he was personally threatened by the employer for this. The most difficult time... was forcibly taken abroad by his friends for asylum." "So exaggerated?" "Maybe we don't understand this group, so we know little about it. In China, the discrimination against hepatitis B patients is indeed far beyond our imagination. In fact, it is far more than that. Single men and women who are discriminated against and excluded organize blind dates. In the forum, tens of thousands of people will benefit if they say less, and his online name is Huajian Yijujiu." "A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise your glass to invite Mingyue, and you will form three people..." She murmured, and asked, "You didn't expect him to be forced to drop out of school because of this, did you?" She Thinking of that day, Qiao Lei asked him why he dropped out of school like a dazed man, pressing him every step of the way. "Yes, I almost died of shame. At that time, I thought... I thought he stole something or did something shameful." Wen Chenrui's family background is not good, and everyone knows it, but it hinders him from studying well. No one dared to make a mistake, not even a joke. "Hehe." This time he sneered. He didn't take it seriously, "They came here this time because they saw the news on TV, posted it on the forum, signed up for the memorial service, and were screened by several other responsible persons...you didn't see the scene that day , in the eyes of those people, there is no difference between the death of a loved one. No, my metaphor is not suitable," he thought for a while, carefully choosing his words, "to them, he is a hero." "Hero?" It was difficult for her to associate this word with Wen Chenrui. When he didn't know the truth about the breakup, he felt that he was a coward, a coward who didn't dare to make any confession when he broke up with his girlfriend. After learning the truth, I still feel that he is a coward who broke up with me in this way just because of liver disease. He is a hero? how come? But at that critical moment, he rushed ahead of the child, ahead of her. She knew very little about him. "Dai Chuan said that he left a will long ago, and he seemed to expect something to happen to him. That notebook was left to you by him. Now..." Qiao Lei pretended to be relaxed, "The outfit that Professor Yu brought just now I put the glasses with high-end lenses next to your pillow. If you want to see it," he grabbed her hand, "hey, here, have you touched it? If you want, you can try it anytime." The company still has a lot of things waiting for him to deal with, and the leader of the city's propaganda department calls every hour to remind him. What's more, it's not suitable for him to stay here right now. "Little Wei Shao will be there soon. If you are in a hurry, you can ring the call bell next to the bed, and the nurse will be there on call. I'll see you later." She nodded and replied blankly: "Okay." The conference room was densely packed with people. In the aisles and corridors, TV reporters carrying cameras heard the news and rushed to watch the lively nearby residents. Although there were more than a dozen policemen from the street police station to stop them, the cordoned off reporters who showed their press cards and ordinary people nearby were blocked. The residents were divided into two groups, still unable to stop the enthusiasm of the spectators, leaning forward and tiptoeing to look around, the scene was very chaotic. Sitting on the podium in the conference room, from left to right, are Jiang Xiaoguang, Zhang Dong, Mayor Sun Peiling of Maicheng City Government, Zhao Shuguang, Director of the Public Security Bureau, and Liu Yiming, Director of the Education Bureau.Outside the table where the five people sat in a row, a banner was hung, which read: "11.21" case press briefing meeting—a few large characters. The rostrum was densely packed with reporters from major TV stations, newspapers, radio stations, and web portals. Mayor Sun, who was at the head, nodded slightly to the host Jiang Xiaoguang, indicating that the press conference could start.Jiang Xiaoguang pressed the "on" button of the microphone, and the switched-on microphone was disturbed by a new mobile phone number from someone who did not know, and made a piercing scream, and the whole concert suddenly fell silent. "Friends from the media, parents, leaders, gentlemen and ladies, hello. I am Jiang Xiaoguang, the general manager of the 'Sunflower' educational institution. First of all, please allow me, on behalf of the teaching staff of our entire educational institution, to Mr. Wen Chenrui and child Wei Xiaochen who passed away in the '11.21' incident, I would like to express my deepest condolences. Please stand up and observe a minute of silence." After a brief commotion, all the people in the conference room stood silently with their heads bowed, their expressions solemn. "The silence is over, please sit down." After everyone sat down, Jiang Xiaoguang looked around and said frankly, "Today's press conference, I believe everyone..." Before he finished speaking, the reporters sitting in the front row forcibly interrupted his speech one after another—— "Let's not talk about these nonsense, we just want to know how your kindergarten will bear the fault and responsibility in this incident?" The reporter from XX.com was the most excited, clenched his fists and kept waving, "It is widely rumored that when you saw a murderer approaching with a kitchen knife, all the teaching staff ran away in fright, which led to the deaths and injuries of the children. , Remnant, remnant." "How many children died?" The satellite TV reporter almost hit his face with the microphone, "Why do you keep reporting to the outside world by only one person? Are you deliberately concealing the death toll? It is said on the Internet that hundreds of children died Weibo has been forwarded to more than 100,000 in one day, when will you announce the truth?" Even a big-waisted reporter from an urban station grabbed his collar, "I heard that the murderer is your kindergarten teacher. Because he is dissatisfied with his job, he vented his anger on the children. Is that true?" The parents standing outside ignored the police to stop them, and rushed forward with all their might—— "As the No. 1 private kindergarten, is there any problem that you start a kindergarten just for making money, not for education? In addition to the safety of children, are there any problems such as illegal school running and food safety?" "We want the most real and specific number of casualties!" "With so many leaders of the municipal party committee present today, do you dare to be completely open and transparent? If there is a little partiality, fuck your eight generations of ancestors!" ... The crowd was excited. The male reporter was dragged away by two policemen. Jiang Xiaoguang straightened his collar, coughed twice, and motioned for everyone to be quiet. "I am very grateful for everyone's attention to this incident, and I fully understand everyone's doubts and anger over such a result." He and the reporters who asked questions just now looked at each other one by one. "As you said, so many leaders of the municipal party committee today At the scene, we, like the parents of the children who were victimized, and the mouthpieces of your public opinion at the scene, hope that we can truly be open, transparent, and free from any bias. I swear on my own honor that everything I say below is true, and I I am willing to undertake..." The speech was interrupted again. This time, in addition to the reporters at the scene, there were also outraged parents of young children who asked questions. "Your reputation? How much is your reputation worth?" "who do you think You Are?" "Can your reputation bring children back to life?" "Why should we trust you?" "You are a private kindergarten, and everything is for the purpose of making money. Who knows how many benefits you have given to be an official?" ... He obviously didn't do anything wrong, and the constant doubts from several parents and reporters at the scene were even more groundless, but maybe it was because of the pressure from the leaders of the municipal party committee at the scene, or more maybe because he was not willing to show it to everyone. The thing that shut his mouth, in short, his forehead began to sweat, and his heart was a little flustered. He looked at Zhang Dong for help, and found that Zhang Dong was whispering to Zhao Shuguang, the director of the Public Security Bureau next to him, and ignored him, and he couldn't help but "click" in his heart. "Go down! Go down! Strongly demand that bad child care institutions be shut down!" "Tolerate you to continue running the school is to murder your life!" "'Sunflower' get out of Maicheng!" "All educational institutions that regard life as worthless must die!" "Get out!" "Get out!" ... The voices became louder and louder. First, a few parents of young children took the lead in shouting, and then everyone, including the reporters, roared louder and louder. They wished they could lift the roof. "'Sunflower' get out of Maicheng!" "'Sunflower' get out of Maicheng!" "'Sunflower' get out of Maicheng!" "'Sunflower' get out of Maicheng!" The situation became more and more unmanageable. "Shut up the fuck!" A thin, sharp female voice suddenly sounded at the scene. Although this voice did not pass through the microphone, it was far louder and more ear-shattering than speaking into the microphone. "Mr. Jiang, I don't understand. It's already this time. Why don't you let everyone see this!" It's Guan Jiajia. At some point, she stood behind the rostrum, holding a small metal USB flash drive in her hand. "Everyone, don't you want to be open, transparent, and know the truth? This is the video data of the day I called up the camera at the entrance of our kindergarten, and I will show it to you now!" She opened the ultra-thin notebook placed on the tall and independent rostrum in the far right corner of the meeting room, plugged in the USB flash drive, turned on the projector, and while waiting for the machine to start, she turned around and said to the leaders sitting on the stage: " I'm sorry, leaders, I did this without your consent. I don't know what the specific process is like today, but now that things have reached this point, in this day where rumors are flying everywhere, it's hard to tell, and the trust limit is very high. A low society, I think this is the best way to calm people's anger and return our innocence." After finishing speaking, she ignored the attitudes of the leaders on the stage. She had just informed them, not waiting for their approval. From the time when the kindergarten children got off the school bus, to Wen Chenrui standing in the front and kicking the most crucial kick, Qiao Lei, Dai Chuan, and Jiang Xiaoguang worked together to push the red-eyed person to the ground... 10 minutes ago there was still cheers Laughter and fun, 10 minutes later, there are two ends of the world, Yin and Yang are separated. There was no one there, and the silence was terrifying. "Mr. Jiang, I'm done, you continue." She turned off the computer, her eyes were on fire, and she looked provocatively at the crowd below the stage, with angry eyes, strafing the audience, seeing that the people who just wished that the cannonballs had been fired in unison were silent at the moment, and then slowly and heavily Withdrew from the back door with strides. During the whole process of Guan Jiajia playing the video, Jiang Xiaoguang kept his back to the projector and kept shaking his shoulders. The whole thing has been played out thousands or tens of thousands of times in his mind. He is not yet ready to restore all the scenes of the day, just hearing the voice, tears are already streaming down the corners of his eyes, his mouth is trembling because of the great pain and sorrow, completely out of his control, he can't speak anymore In a word. Zhang Dong patted him on the shoulder, took the microphone, and spoke earnestly—— "Friends from the media, parents, leaders, gentlemen and ladies, as you can see, the seat in front of me is the CEO of the kindergarten. My colleague just now was almost one-sided in front of everyone. Amidst the voice of questioning, he did not show the video material. Did he not know the existence of the video material? No. I think he knew that the video was too bloody and violent, and he was worried that the parents and family members involved in the incident would watch it. , brought them a great psychological shadow, so I didn't take the initiative to provide it for everyone to watch. In fact, I personally don't agree with it." The people who shouted "'Sunflower' get out of Maicheng" just now lowered their heads and did not say a word. "We must be responsible for this sensational incident in the country. But today, I don't want to say too much. I have a suggestion. First, I hope that every kindergarten in the future, no, even elementary and middle schools, will have their own responsibility. The security level is the same as that of a bank, equipped with professional security guards, even veterans and civilian police. Secondly, it needs to be approved by the city leaders. I hope that our R&D personnel can develop a better and implementable plan and technical means as soon as possible. , can allow schools and kindergartens to directly connect with the public security department through high-tech means, and if there is any disturbance, special or unexpected situation, the public security department can take direct action." The leaders headed by the mayor nodded approvingly. Zhang Dong’s expression was suddenly very sad, and he stood up, “Finally, I hope that everyone present today can stand up again, and pay a silent tribute to Mr. Wen Chenrui, the true founder of our 'Xiangyanghua' educational institution. He has never It's not passerby A or passerby B reported by the media. His real identity is the founder of "Xiangyanghua". For some special reasons, I don't want to disclose my identity. I have been acting for him for many years and took care of everything. The real person in charge of the educational institution has always been Mr. Wen Chenrui himself." What? ! That is to say, in this incident, the person who saved the students from the murderer many times, and defended the students and teachers... unexpectedly, was the founder of the kindergarten? "A few years ago, I met him on the Internet, and later became friends... He didn't want to say more, and I didn't say much. If it weren't for this incident, his true identity would have been hidden forever. But Regardless, at this time, on behalf of all faculty and staff, please allow me to offer him my deepest condolences." He faced west and bowed solemnly three times. Not only the media and parents present, but even Jiang Xiaoguang was stunned. ... He didn't remember how he walked out of the meeting room that day, and when he woke up, he was already sitting in his office chair. Guan Jiajia stared at him with a nervous expression, "President Jiang, are you feeling better?" He woke up like a dream. I don't know whether to say thank you to her or criticize her for taking the initiative. "Have a cup of coffee to calm your mind." She moved the coffee that was originally on the table forward. He really needs this thing. Reaching out to take it, half a cup of coffee went into my stomach, which made me feel better. "Where did you get so much courage just now? You really took the courage of the bear. What kind of occasion was that, and how could you be so reckless?" He was angry and anxious, and he couldn't scold him too seriously. "Mr. Jiang, you couldn't have been frightened by that murderer, and you've become a piss-pissed person since then, right?" Ho, this little liar girl dares to say anything. "anything else?" "I think you're acting too cowardly today. It's completely different from the you I usually meet. You are completely two people." "So, old men like us, you'd better stay away." "..." Dangdang. There were three light knocks on the office door. "May I come inside?" The voice of Xiaowei Shao was really real. Apart from that cup of coffee, she is the only one who can save his life at this moment. "Please come in." Shao Xiaowei appeared in front of him wearing flat shoes without makeup and clothes. "Come here, let me introduce you. This is my colleague, Guan Jiajia. Guan Jiajia, this is my girlfriend, Xiaowei Shao." Guan Jiajia jumped up in shock, looked at Shao Xiaowei, then at Jiang Xiaoguang, "No, no, the introduction just now doesn't count, I am Mr. Jiang's suitor," she thought for a while, and changed a word, "The pursuit is attempted By." "Ah?" Shao Xiaowei seldom saw such a straightforward person, so he couldn't help being taken aback. "However, just now I suddenly felt that maybe he is not as good as I imagined." Guan Jiajia curled her lips, "An old boy like him is really more suitable for an old girl like you. I also suddenly felt that I have been pursuing him before. My Zhou Shaoliang seems to be suddenly taller and more stalwart." This, this, why is the plot so sudden? old girl?Shao Xiaowei didn't react, "Who is she talking about?" Jiang Xiaoguang suddenly felt a headache. "You two are getting tired, I'm flashing." She glanced at them like looking at old antiques, shrugged in disbelief, sang a rap, shook her body and left. "Is today better?" ——The two spoke in unison. "fine." ——It was the same voice again. "You speak first." Jiang Xiaoguang smiled, "Why are you here?" "I'm just a little flustered, so I came to see you. How was the press conference? Did someone make things difficult for you?" "It's okay." Jiang Xiaoguang didn't want to say more, "It's all over." "That's good. If you say that, I'll be at ease." "Is Bejeune better?" "The doctor still insisted on his point of view that she was fine at all. I stayed with her for a while in the afternoon and didn't even say much." Shao Xiaowei's eyes fell on the electric water fountain placed on Jiang Xiaoguang's desk, where the Guanyin master was sitting in the center of the fountain, with gurgling water flowing from top to bottom. After what happened that day, she specially bought it to keep him safe and feng shui. She exclaimed, "Look, a rainbow!" Jiang Xiaoguang didn't follow her line of sight, he broke off a willow branch stuck in the Jade Cleansing Vase of Avalokitesvara, and inadvertently wound it into a small circle. At this moment, Shao Xiaowei's small round face was Looking at her with a smile, her heart skipped a beat. Gently putting the willow branch ring on her hand, Jiang Xiaoguang asked: "Xiaowei, although we haven't known each other for long, I always feel like I've known you for half my life. Guan Jiajia thinks I was scared to death by this incident. Darling, but I understand you, just as you understand me. When I witnessed the killing of familiar people around me, I realized at that moment that human beings are so insignificant among all things in the world, and their lives are so fragile. The impact on the soul at that time can hardly be expressed in words." Shao Xiaowei's smile gradually faded. "I like the industry I'm in now. I love the children here, and I love you too. If I say that the rest of my life will only be dedicated to this kindergarten, and you, will you marry me?" "Ok?" She didn't seem to catch it. He repeated again— "I like the industry I'm in now. I love the children here, and I love you too. If I say that the rest of my life will only be dedicated to this kindergarten, and you, will you marry me?" "I'm sorry," she said, "Xiaoguang, I'm sorry, I don't want to." He was too shocked to speak. It was rejected. "You still can't forget Dai Chuan?" He looked at her desperately, "I'm still not as good as Dai Chuan, am I?" He was really too confident. How can love at first sight rival a childhood sweetheart? He had heard about her and Dai Chuan for a long time.Contrary to other people who think that this pair of enemies can't really break up completely, he thinks that the fate really broke up. He feels that emotion is the most unbearable thing in this world, and it is far more fragile than humans imagine.You have crossed a long river of years, you don't know how much effort you have to make, what kind of fate you have accumulated, and you finally approached her, and finally gained her trust, slowly got close to her, and then you are convinced that you love her deeply, and at the same time, you must pray silently God—it just so happens that she doesn't have a boyfriend, and she has the same affection and enthusiasm. You met the single girl who loves you madly. All that remains is to cherish the people in front of you hand in hand, and be sure to take every step well, isn't it? But some people refuse to do this. Don't reply to her WeChat, don't promise what she said, don't know how to give in when quarreling and continue to say unfeeling words, ruthlessly alienate her for the sake of face and self-esteem, don't meet her or contact her, and do things that hurt her. Pushing her away step by step...until she was no longer seen, and there was no news of her. Still doing nothing, what should people do. One day, I suddenly realized my conscience, and finally remembered to find her—— Honey, I love you! Where are you? Let's be together forever, okay? In fact, my favorite has always been you. ... Get out and play! What kind of low emotional intelligence do you have to have, like a stray dog, wagging his tail and leaning up to him, and said, "Honey, are you back? Have you finally found me? I've been staying where I am and waiting for you." Isn't love acting in a bitter drama? From beginning to end, people who truly love each other will always fight for who is better for whom. ——And this kind of "good" is what the parties think is good. Rather than what the giver thinks is good. If it’s what the giver thinks is good—it’s no different from emotional kidnapping or blackmail. It took Jiang Xiaoguang a long, long, long time to understand this truth. But Xiaowei Shao, do you understand? He felt chills in his heart, staring at Shao Xiaowei's face like a stranger. Shao Xiaowei was also staring at him, the process of acquaintance and falling in love flashed repeatedly in his mind, her eyes seemed to penetrate his whole body and illuminate his whole heart. "A long time ago, I read a passage from a love psychologist on the Internet. She said that if possible, she would like to send a message to the parents born in the 90s: Encourage your children to fall in love early and marry later. Seventeen Eight I started falling in love at the age of 10, struggled in love for more than ten years, and fell in love several times. At the age of 30, I can know - first, whether to get married. Second, who should I marry? Don't be like the parents of the post-80s, 25 You are not allowed to fall in love before the age of 28, and you have never been in love at the age of 28 but you have to be forced to marry. It is an impossible task, and the possibility of barely completing the divorce is also very high." Dai Chuan came to her with a diamond ring because he had the same determination as her. Knowing that the situation was over, they would never have the chance to meet again like that, and they would never be lovers again. struggle. But they both knew that the fish was dead and the net was broken. I can't go back to the beginning. "We met early and fell in love early, but in the best time when we were supposed to be passionately in love, we spent so long to prove that we were not suitable at all. You know how heavy the price was during the period .I'm just glad now that I finally understand who I should marry and whether I want to marry or not." Her hand caressed Jiang Xiaoguang's thin face, "So when you said, you will only dedicate your life to this kindergarten and me. Of course I have to refuse." She scolded, "Put me in second place. How could I want to?" After being busy with Wen Chenrui's funeral and choosing a grave for burial, Dai Chuan, as the executor of the will, together with his lawyer, dealt with other funeral affairs during Maimai's reading time. Wen Chenrui established the "Hepatitis B Patients Public Welfare Fund" to accept donations from the general public to help more hepatitis B patients. This public welfare fund is in charge of a dedicated person. It has been running smoothly for several years, and there is basically no need to worry about it. "Sunflower" educational institutions take out 5% of the profits every year for the relief of impoverished primary schools in national-level poverty-stricken counties.He personally inspected each elementary school and bought the most practical materials to directly benefit the local poor students and substitute teachers. In his will, he told Dai Chuan that he could continue to do this, but he must inspect it more than 3-6 times a year before advancing implement. Maimai's reading time is basically not profitable, with low profits, high rent, and balanced income and expenditure.He left it to Qiao Lei and Bie Qiong as a wedding present. He has very little personal property left, except for the shares of "Sunflower", which are divided into three shares on average, which are respectively used for the "Hepatitis B Patient Public Welfare Fund", donations from impoverished primary school students and substitute teachers, and the normal operation of Maimai Time . Dai Chuan thought, it turned out that he had never really understood his childhood. He still has some mysteries that have not been solved. Presumably, only in the notebook handed over to Bie Qiong will there be answers. Almost didn't sleep all night, the old lady made hot porridge in the morning and told Biqiong to take it. "Little girl, that's pitiful enough." The old lady murmured for several days. He was still fussing about going to see her in person, but he was afraid that his mother would not know what to say. She had been stimulated enough, so he tried his best to stop her. Carrying the thermos filled with nutritional porridge, he went up to the 4th floor, turned around the nurse's desk and saw Bie Qiong's ward, but saw Jiang Xiaoguang holding Shao Xiaowei's shoulders in the distance, and the two came smiling. He was hesitating whether to avoid it and come back later. But Shao Xiaowei shouted heartlessly: "Hey, ex-husband! Are you here too?" The little nurse who was still busy complained that she was so tired that she wanted to live. At this moment, the little nurse stopped what she was doing and looked at him in unison. enough! What is he going to do with her? My mind was distracted, so my left foot was sluggish for half a beat, but I didn't know when the lace on my right shoe was untied, and it was stepped on by the left corner, and my right foot caught my left leg, and I lost my balance. fall. Shao Xiaowei only saw Dai Chuan pounce on the ground, the thermos in his hand was thrown far away, and he yelled: "Hey, porridge! My porridge!" I just have a little bit of luck in my bones, thinking that you and I have always been the same way - nothing is more powerful and memorable than the power of "unrealized", especially for feelings. When you have not really dealt with a relationship and are sure of your true intentions, you and I will never start another love easily. At any time, love is by no means a cheap street stall, where people can pick and choose and buy and sell at will.