Hidden Assassin: Section 434 best winter season

"Taotao looks very cute..."

In the breakfast shop in the early morning, Lingjing and Yahan sat down. They were good friends who were close to sisters before, but at this time, they felt a bit complicated. Yahan knew she should chase it out, but what to say after chasing it out. She had been thinking about it for four years, but she had no clue. When she arrived, Lingjing spoke first.

"I also thought that you came back recently." Yahan smiled reluctantly, and she ran quickly. The stockings on her feet were torn. At this time, she put on high heels and reached out to touch the area of ​​her calf. Jia Ming he... Jia Ming he..."

She said several times in a row, but couldn't continue, Lingjing nodded: "Is it Jiaming's child?"

Yahan was silent for a moment: "The year you and Shasha left... I wanted him to leave me a child. At that time... I didn't know what to do, I couldn't do anything..."

After her twenty-ninth birthday, she already has a child. Yahan, who has maintained the posture of a strong woman in the company for the past few years, can’t help but tears in her eyes when she recalls those things again. Light, the calmness of the past few years is due to Taotao, which does not mean that the sadness in my heart can be forgotten. During the time he was speaking, the waiter had already served him up earlier, and Lingjing tried to make her voice normal: "What's wrong with him..."

"I should have seen his medical records..."

"I don't believe..." Lingjing pursed her mouth, "It's like a soap opera, how...how could there be a brain tumor..." "But it's really a brain tumor..." Yahan said softly "I took him to the hospital several times, and the diagnosis was the same every time. He didn't want to be hospitalized. He had been in pain during the last few months, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't stand it. I saw... …I can’t wait to die when I watched it..."

Ling sat there quietly, opening her mouth several times, and she couldn't make a sound: "Sister Yahan, you are... you are looking at him..."

"It's not... he left when he was in his second viscera." Yahan stretched out his hand to support his forehead, "just finished the Chinese New Year. February 4th, and it was still snowing the next night. I don't know when he will leave. Yes, but there were probably signs in the last few days. He didn't want me to see... He was so painful..."

"The knife is slashed in his hand and I don’t feel it. It’s just pain. He has always wanted to endure not being seen...no hospital, painkillers are useless, you know his character...I even asked My friend bought heroin, but he doesn’t want to... always feel sorry for you and Sasha..."

"I asked him to at least write you a letter to tell you these things, but he can't write it... Sometimes I got up at night and saw him sitting by the window writing something. I wrote a few words and threw it away. Later, I secretly picked it up and looked at it. At the beginning, I said sorry to you, but I couldn’t write a few words to explain to you later. He probably felt that... he didn’t have an apology position, and he probably felt that no matter how much an apology was The reason..."

"But I hope you can forgive him..."

"How can I forgive him..." Lingjing lowered her head and held on, "I don't know where he is, come to me and speak clearly..."

People coming and going outside the gate. There are not many people in this shop. But Lingjing and Yahan's temperament and appearance are too outstanding. If you look closely, you can still see many eyes that deliberately or unintentionally glanced over here. Yahan held Lingjing's palm, before he had time to speak, a man in a suit who appeared to be an employee of a large company leaned over here: "You two need help...I have no ill will..."

There were still tears in Yahan’s eyes. At this time, he raised his gaze to look at the man, and said faintly: "Thank you." After a few seconds of silence, the man was defeated by Yahan’s gaze. Come. He waved his hand: "Sorry..." He hurriedly backed away.

"Sister Yahan..."

"Actually, I have always been sorry for you and Shasha. He likes you the most and loves you the most..."

"But he gave birth to Taotao with you."

"I beg him. He agreed..." Yahan was silent for a moment. "His worldview is very different from ordinary people. He treats me as a friend. If I like him, he agrees. He values ​​treating him well. People who are reluctant to hurt...but what he cares about most is you..."

"I know, too, I don’t know why he behaves like this, but I know, I’ve been in Vienna for four years, and I gradually figured out...but so what, I’m just an ordinary woman ......" Lingjing cried, "I just want to be with him, and I only want to be with him at all times. Even if I have a terminal illness, I at least want to watch him, and I want to give him a baby, not Everything was kept in the dark and was thrown to Vienna to hate him. I waited for four years to come back and asked him to make up for me, but I could only look at his grave and cry...I don't want to cry...but I'm not that strong..."

"He is afraid that you will see him powerless..."

"Yes, he is a coward..." Lingjing wiped out her tears, her voice was soft and inaudible, "Sister Yahan, you can tell me... what happened during the last time you were with him... Listen?"

"Yeah." Yahan nodded and smiled a little. "There are not many things. He came to me on the night of November 4th. By February 5th, 2001, it was just three months. Time... Simply three months. In the villa, I went out seven times. Three times I was dragged to the hospital. Just like before, he watched movies, read comics, and occasionally used the computer to surf the Internet. It mainly depends on your news. When he sent you away, he arranged for someone to take care of you, and then he could find some information. At the beginning, some things about you in Vienna were photographed..."

Lingjing clenched her fists, and Yahan patted her hand: "Remember the day when you celebrated the New Year in Vienna in the first year? You don't go home, and some boys come to ask you and you didn't go. He called Someone gave you a bunch of roses, you confiscated them, and left them at the door... He couldn’t help it. When he called to order flowers, his head was already sore. That night he said he wanted to cook, probably with a knife. I suddenly felt pain when I slashed on his finger, but he didn’t even notice..."

She opened her mouth, and it took a long time to exhale: "His man...has been very weak since he was a child, but he will never be seen when it is really painful~IndoMTL.com~ and suddenly frowned. Ah, or when the body trembles suddenly, you can probably notice a little bit. The pain often occurs in November, and it becomes more frequent in December. I dare not say that I had to desperately drag him to the hospital, but the results of the hospital examination were all Similarly, he was very angry when he saw those things. Although his face was still smiling, I could see... He refused to be hospitalized, and I couldn't force him... I didn't know how to force him, the doctor said there was no hope... …"

“Sometimes he wakes up in pain at night and can’t fall asleep, just look at the previous photos... I found out several times, all pretending to be asleep, and I don’t know if he noticed it... I probably got pregnant with Taotao in early January. Yes, Cha Deqin, I found out in mid-January. He was still holding on at that time. It snowed during the Chinese New Year. I didn’t go home for the New Year. Ha, I had a fight with my dad about this. , There was a lot of noise, who knew he left after a few days... He really couldn't hold it anymore and didn't want others to see..."

"I didn't go to him, there was no way...I still have to take care of the baby in my stomach. The doctor said that this is the first child. I am sick again, in poor health, and prone to miscarriage. Do some exercises. I don’t even dare to cry, because it will affect the child’s prenatal education..." Until then, tears finally dripped from Yahan’s cheeks, "It continued until 2002 when Dongfang Road came over. Said that Jiaming died, and he built a tomb for him, just outside the city...Have you seen it?"

"I don't believe it..."

"I don't believe he can find Jiaming..." Yahan said, "You know him, if he really wants to leave, no one will find it, but as long as he can come back, he will definitely find him. Coming back..."

Yahan shook her hand, she knew it was comfort in disguise.

"Wait for him, okay?"

Lingjing nodded: "Sister Yahan...I'm sorry..."

"I have always been sorry for you and Shasha...I should have treated you like my sisters, but this matter..." She shook her head, "How come this happened, I'm sorry..."

The two were originally good friends of the same sisters. When they were young, they shared tribulations, and later experienced a lot of things together~IndoMTL.com~ Although the relationship has been sealed in a few years, I only saw Taotao I have also felt sadness and sorrow in my heart, but by this time, these things have been gradually diluted. During those three months, she watched Jia Ming endure the pain, step by step until he could not bear it but could do nothing, until he left, she could only keep these things in her heart silently, she couldn't even cry. The pain in my heart may not be lighter than myself.

In a sense, when Jia Ming is gone, everything is not so important. The knots are temporarily solved, and the two of them turn the topic to another direction. Lingjing's life in Vienna in recent years, four The hard work of the years, and the company that I joined recently. Some things may not be easy to say in front of her parents, and only in front of Yahan, she can say some trivially, maybe talk about Yahan, Taotao things, things that she has already worked in the family company , The two reluctantly ate some breakfast and prepared to go out.

"Can I visit Taotao when I have time?"

"As long as you give her Bobantang..."

Lingjing smiled, and suddenly hugged Yahan: "Sister Yahan, thank you for staying with him during those three months..."

"I didn't take care of him for whom..." Yahan's tears fell again