Chapter 175
Long before Su Qianmian and Shen Cheng met, Xun Mochen and Shen Cheng met.
Xun Mochen is neatly dressed in a well-fitting suit. Although he is still not energetic, the breath of the king makes him in pain look lazy and charming.
Shen Cheng is also a suit. On his younger face, he has a unique vitality, which belongs to the vitality and dream of young people.
"That night, Qianqian found a letter from my suit bag, which was written to her by Su Yuanqing. This letter shocked her a lot. But I've always wondered, how can I have this letter? And it's a coincidence that you take it with you? Shouldn't this kind of thing be properly hidden or destroyed?
Shen Cheng looked at the house in the distance and didn't say anything.
Xun Mochen glanced at him and said lightly, "Cheng Yi'an automatically requested to go to Syria. Where the war continues, why do you think he is so stupid and asks himself to go?
Shen Cheng turned around and looked at him: "Let's get straight to the point."
The letter that Su Qianmian saw was thrown somewhere in Tibet. She was indeed lost, in the ice and snow. Fortunately, Xun Mochen helped her put it away.
When Xun Mochen left, he handed the letter to Shen Cheng, who came to pick up Su Qianmian, through the nurse's hand.
It's just that Shen Cheng was selfish and did not give the letter to Su Qianmian.
What kind of mentality is this? There is no doubt that Shen Cheng wants to protect Su Qianmian. But in the final analysis, the first reason was self-pity.
Shen Cheng knew that his heart was sick when he was young. This is a psychological torture for a five- or six-year-old child.
But someone is more pitiful than him, that is Su Qianmian.
If he is an orphan, it's nothing, but when he grew up together, he knew how Su Qianmian's family was happy and how Su Qianmian was held in the palm of his hand. However, in an instant, the world turned upside down. She changed from a princess to an ugly duckling.
Shen Cheng felt sorry for her, and more for himself.
But such a poor person who should have been of the same kind met Prince Charming one day.
I don't know what kind of mood it is. The anger that your toy was taken away by others? Dissatisfaction that people who have always been poorer than themselves are slowly moving towards happiness? Or is it really because of love?
Shen Cheng once despised himself, but he was a ghost. He did not refuse Cheng Yi'an's appointment, but did not agree to Cheng Yi'an's request. He just gave a letter to Cheng Yi'an - Su Yuanqing wrote to Su Qianmian, asking Cheng Yi'an to give it to Su Qianmian.
After, he didn't participate in anything.
But who says he doesn't know anything?
When she saw Su Qianmian covered with blood, wearing a policeman's blanket, the morning light coated her whole body with velvet, but her eyes were empty.
After that, Xun Mochen was carried out of the building on a stretcher.
At that time, he hated himself very much.
Shen Cheng closed his eyes, and the memory was like a toxin, slowly spreading.
"What do you want me to do?" Shen Cheng asked Xun Mochen.
Xun Mochen tilted his head and looked pale: "There is a doctor named Richard. Bill, who used his family power to build a private research clinic, has a bad reputation abroad. Although clinical researchers are all volunteers, they are still experimenting with living people. But he still has a good hand, which is called a genius.
Xun Mochen seemed to be a little tired and paused.
"I want to go somewhere for treatment, but Qianqian must be very embarrassed, worried, or sad. I want you to hide it for me."
"How to hide it?"
"Qianqian always believes in you." Xun Mochen's words made Shen Cheng start to feel heartache again.
"You just need to tell her that I'm going to get treatment. It may be good or bad. This is a fact, not a deception.
"What's the way to call her now?" Shen Cheng asked sarcastically.
Xun Mochen smiled, like spring breeze and drizzle.
"I will arrange it."
Shen Cheng clenched his fist and hit a circle through the void.
"You are fucking selfish!"
"Well, I'm just selfish." Xun Mochen rubbed the porcelain cup in his hand: "I think I can be cured, but I feel that there is really no hope. I want her to start a new life, and I think that she can remember me all the time. Do you think I'm greedy or not?
"You actually imprisoned her. She will wait for you for the rest of her life with ridiculous hope.
Xun Mochen said no: "Are you talking about yourself? Don't you have a chance?"
Xun Mochen smiled and said, "If she has a new favorite person in the future..."
The potted plants on the window sill draw tender buds in the cold winter.
"It must not be you." Xun Mochen said, "I often think that I basically didn't participate in her past 20 years. It's you who accompanied her. If she is with you in the end, the first half of her life and the second half of her life, it will be a lifetime. So where am I? I've been with her for only two years. I'm afraid that she will forget me. Xun Mochen smiled brightly like a child: "So I don't allow her to be with you. Anyone can do it, but you can't."
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When Xun Mochen left, Su Qianmian always felt that she couldn't clean up enough.
Xun Mochen picked up the facial cleanser in the carton: "Qianqian, do you want to take this too? I can buy it again."
"Oh, I'm afraid you're not used to using other brands. Changing brands often can easily cause skin allergies."
"What about this?" Xun Mochen asked with his pajamas.
Su Qianmian replied calmly, "Oh, aren't you used to wearing it?"
Xun Mochen looked at Su Qianmian's half threatening eyes, as if smiling.
There are many things in the carton, photo frames, books... and even a pot of orchids at the door.
"Remember to eat on time, avoid spicy food, don't drink, and pay attention to your health."
"Hmm."
"Don't surf the Internet for a long time. There is a lot of radiation."
"Hmm."
"Remember to cover the quilt at night, and don't stand still after taking a shower. I'm not here. I'm asleep, but no one cares about you.
"Hmm."
"Listen to the doctor's instructions. Don't think you're great and mess around."
Xun Mochen's smile is getting deeper and deeper: "Uh-huh"
Su Qianmian hesitated a few times and struggled, "Have a good relationship with others, but you can't be too good, especially... women."
Xun Mochen had a joking smile in his eyes and pinched Su Qianmian's cheek: "What else?"
Su Qianmian was a little shy. He knocked off Xun Mochen's hand and said angrily, "What's more, come back quickly!"
Xun Mochen hugged her and kissed her on the forehead.
The inevitable arrival of separation is so sad.
But it is also full of hope.
After so long, I finally saw a glimmer of hope, even if such hope is so small.
There are not many people to see you off, but they are all very close to them.
Xun Mochen wore a casual dress, and he actually had a vitality to return to the age of 18. With a pair of rimless glasses, the elegant atmosphere is stained. The former king is like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks on earth at this moment.
Xun Mochen said goodbye to everyone one by one, and then held his son tightly in his arms and kissed him.
Finally, he held Su Qianmian tightly in his arms and didn't want to let go for a long time.
This farewell may be the difference between life and death.
There are tears in Su Qianmian's eyes, refracting the sunlight, as crystal clear as a diamond.
"Come back early." Su Qianmian told him.
People come and go in the hall, send away whose love, and welcome their missing.
Shen Cheng, who had begun to urge boarding the plane, had been silent, actually took the initiative to help Xun Mochen carry his luggage.
Relatives and friends surrounded Xun Mochen and said a final goodbye.
The crowd is surging.
Su Qianmian kept looking up at him, and his eyes seemed to be sticky. She said to herself in her heart: Su Qianmian, that's enough, that's enough, be strong!
But where can it be? How to be strong? Bei's teeth bit his full and rosy lips, and his eyes flashed. It seemed that something was going to pop out of his throat, but his throat surged slightly and he didn't say anything, only his big dark and bright eyes, like glass soaked in the spring.
Xun Mochen took two steps, as if feeling Su Qianmian's eyes. He paused, turned around, and then strode back, pulled Su Qianmian into his arms fiercely, held her face, and kissed her deeply.
People come and go in the hall, and relatives and friends are still nearby, but it seems that these are gone. There are only two people left between heaven and earth. Time slowly rotates, and it seems that the next moment is gray.
There was a slightly salty ** flowing into his mouth. Su Qianmian sobbed depressedly, holding his toes and holding Xun Mochen's collar: "Come back early."
Thousands of words, there is only one sentence left.
Xun Mochen held Su Qianmian tightly and buried his head in her neck for a long time. Uh-huh, and then turned around without turning back into the security check, and gradually drifted away from the familiar world.
Lin Cheng, there is no longer Xun Mochen.
When Shen Cheng left the airport, he received a text message from Xun Mochen.
"This is a curse on you."
He will bear the death of Xun Mochen and the sadness of Su Qianmian.
Curse... Shen Cheng thought that he once said that time would slowly eat away everything. Time is really a kind of... shackles and torture.
The weather is very good, and it is rare to see a blue sky in Lincheng.
In Su Qianmian's arms, Xiao Xun Lang put his chin on Su Qianmian's shoulder, pout his buttocks, weakly shrugged in one hand, and loosely around Su Qianmian's neck in the other. He seemed to feel something. Without saying a word, his dark eyes stared straight at somewhere. The whole person is close to Su Qianmian, which is a rather attachment posture.
Su Qianmian coaxed him softly: "Yangyang, look, plane."
Xun Lang turned his head slightly and rested on Su Qianmian's shoulder.
A plane slid through the blue sky, flew farther and farther, and finally disappeared in the white clouds.
Xun Lang tightened his hand around Su Qianmian's neck and whispered, "Dad."