Chapter 43: No Interference from Now on [VIP]

There are many things we are powerless to do, but we also have unlimited power.

——"Zhen Hao Diary"

"For the past eight years, I admit I've been too willful, demanding everything from you. My mistake was pinning my emotions on you, and I shouldn't have hoped to find the love I lacked from others. The love and security I want shouldn't come from you, or anyone else, but only from myself." Zhen Hao had never been as calm and clear-headed as she was now. "Qin Shen, I believe I haven't wronged you in the slightest. I don't want you to buy me expensive gifts, or spend lavishly on me. I care about you in every way. I don't ask you to buy me a big house or a luxury car, nor do I ask you to make a lot of money. All I want is pure love. But perhaps that's human nature: the easier it is to get, the less we cherish it, and the less expensive it is, the more people look down on us. In your heart, perhaps I'm just that free, simple, worthless girlfriend. Oh, no, ex-girlfriend."

Qin Shen was speechless at her words, but she didn't expect a response; she simply wanted to get her feelings out. Only when the subject was completely concluded would it be impossible for it to be brought up again.

She didn't want this matter to be brought up again someday in the future and become a fishbone stuck in her throat, unable to spit out or swallow.

"Qin Shen, thank you for bringing me this dreamlike love journey. Now that the dream is over, it's time for us to leave. I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble and helplessness over the years. I don't regret meeting you, really." Zhen Hao spoke every word with sincerity, her heart calming to a level that even she herself hadn't expected. "But it seems like we can only go this far."

Four years ago, it was Qin Shen who said "Let's go here" first. Four years later, she returned these words to him intactly.

Fate is wonderful. It always comes back in unexpected ways, whether it is meeting or parting.

Qin Shen tightened his grip on the coffee cup slightly, his Adam's apple moving up and down, but he still couldn't utter a word.

Over the past few days, Zhen Hao had long since grown accustomed to his silence. She had also long since changed from her initial anxiety to her current indifference: "Qin Shen, I'm letting you go this time. Go back to your city and do what you want. Whether it's love or marriage, we won't interfere with each other from now on."

After saying these words, Zhen Hao took a deep breath. His chest felt like it was blocked by something, stuffy and very uncomfortable.

So this is what it feels like to part ways and live happily ever after.

She used to think this statement was pretentious, but now that it has really happened to her, she realized that people who have experienced it never exaggerate their personal feelings.

Zhen Hao walked out of the coffee shop, raised his head slightly, and saw the vast sky. The river in the distance was sparkling in the sunlight, swaying with the shaky heart of someone.

She no longer cared about Qin Shen's expression as he was still sitting in his seat. She walked to the left without looking back and quickly turned a corner.

She knew that Qin Shen turned right after leaving the coffee shop, but that had nothing to do with her anymore. She just wanted to give herself a small breakup ceremony - one to the left, the other to the right, and they would never meet again.

As soon as she turned into a new street, she stopped.

This is an old street with vendors setting up stalls on both sides, most of whom are elderly grandpas and grandmas.

Her eyes fell on a fruit stall under the banyan tree, owned by a young woman.

This is not a strange thing. There are two reasons why Zhen Hao stopped here.

First, the stall owner was sitting in a wheelchair, but he still had a bright smile on his face and moved flexibly in this small world.

Second, there was a small table next to the fruit stall, and a girl who looked like an elementary school student was concentrating on writing something seriously.

What kind of impact does this painting have?

Like a seagull flying obliquely over the sea in a storm, like an eagle soaring in the sky, and like the only oasis in the desert, it injects infinite strength into Zhen Hao's heart.

It is an indescribable vitality that is enough to inspire everything and enough to make people forgive everything.

The depressed mood in Zhen Hao's heart suddenly eased.

Everyone is working hard to live. She just ended an unhealthy relationship. What is there to complain about?

Zhen Hao walked over to the fruit stall, squatted down, and carefully selected the fruits. Then he looked up and smiled at the stall owner: "How much are kiwis and apples?"

cafes.

Qin Shen sat alone in his seat, his shoulders slumped weakly.

Faced with Zhen Hao's words, he couldn't say a word; when she stood up and left, he felt like he was nailed to the body, his whole body stiff, and he lost the strength to chase her.

He just sat there for an unknown amount of time before his cell phone suddenly rang, bringing him back to his senses.

A struggle flashed across his face, but he finally picked it up without saying a word.

After a moment of silence, Feng Wan spoke first: "A Shen, you asked me about my opinion. I don't mind that you can't forget her. I am willing to wait.

Hearing her words,

He asked Feng Wan this question in a fit of anger when his relationship with Zhen Hao was at its worst and he had not yet done anything wrong to Zhen Hao.

He was so busy every day that when he got home from work and returned to the dormitory provided by the company, he just wanted to sleep. However, whether he was working or taking a break, he was bombarded with messages.

It would not be accurate to call it a bombardment, but at the time he was so busy and depressed because he couldn't get married, even Zhen Hao's greetings in the morning, noon and evening and the occasional phone call made him feel anxious and uneasy.

Feng Wan appeared at this time.

She was a partner of their company and was temporarily stationed in the office, living two floors above the staff dormitory.

He no longer remembered what had led to their first drink together.

He only remembered that he felt unprecedented ease with Feng Wan. He could forget about marriage and responsibilities and could relax and chat and drink.

As time went by, the two became more and more familiar with each other, and he became more and more perfunctory and even impatient with Zhen Hao.

These perfunctory attitudes and impatience are more about guilty conscience or lack of love, and even he himself can't tell.

It was only after I spent a confusing night with Feng Wan that I realized that Zhen Hao during that period was no different from her usual self, and even more cautious.

Regret and self-blame overwhelmed him like a tide, but it was too late.

"I understand." Qin Shen just said these four words and hung up the phone.

After finishing the conversation, he finally stood up slowly. It was then that he realized that Zhen Hao had already paid the bill.

She was still as stubborn as ever. When she decided to draw a line, she refused to owe the other party a single cent.

This time, she really wanted to break up with him.

The belated heartache tightly wrapped around his entire heart, making him stagger when he walked.

As Zhen Hao expected, he walked out of the coffee shop and slowly walked to the right.

The cell phone in his hand rang rapidly again, and he answered the call absentmindedly.

He has three older sisters, and the one who called was his second sister.

As soon as the other party said the first sentence, his face turned paler and paler, and finally his lips trembled.

Qin's mother suffered from severe diabetes and developed unexpected complications, so the hospital issued a critical illness notice.

If he still held a glimmer of hope for his relationship with Zhen Hao the second before, then at this moment, he completely smelled the scent of despair.

Adult love is so fragile. One phone call or one turn may lead to missing out on a lifetime.

He bought the next available flight and flew directly back to his hometown.

Sitting in the waiting hall, he felt an emptiness in his heart that nothing could fill.

He stared at his phone again and again, finally took a deep breath, and sent a message: "Let's get married."

Zhen Hao's relaxed mood did not last long. Just as she walked to the bottom of the hospital building with the fruits she bought, she received a call from Zhen Mei.

Lately, the topic of conversation between the two sisters always revolves around the word "money".

Faced with the high handling fees and the large amount of debt that was about to mature, Zhen Hao felt dizzy.

She instinctively used her hands to support herself against the Roman column beside her, and only then was she able to steady herself.

The hospital is a depressing place, and Zhen Hao, who was wearing a mask, felt that he could hardly breathe.

After she recovered, she immediately called the property consultant and said, "Manager Wang, I'm willing to reduce the price of my house by another 100,000 yuan."

She has been forced into a desperate situation, and selling the house is her only way to survive.

Manager Wang sighed softly. Even though he felt sorry for her, he still agreed, "I understand, Miss Zhen. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news."

After hanging up the phone, Zhen Hao sat down on a bench beside him, feeling somewhat exhausted, with his head down and in silence.

People came and went around her, but no one was her support; her ears were filled with all kinds of voices, some anxious, some relieved, some crying sadly, and some crying with joy, but no voice could comfort her, instead the more she listened, the more anxious she became.

She didn't even dare to go to the ward to see He Yunlian's sighing face, and she didn't know what else she could do at this moment.

The vibration of her cell phone brought her out of her state of emptiness, and she picked it up to take a look.

These were sixty-second voice messages sent by He Yunlian.

She put on her Bluetooth headset and almost mechanically opened the voice bar. He Yunlian's weak voice reached her ears.

"Okay, what should I do? Is Mommy going to die? I feel something is wrong all over my body. My head hurts, my back hurts, my legs hurts, my throat hurts, and my heart hurts. Are you three siblings hiding something from me..."

"I can't eat or sleep well every day. I feel like I can't breathe. The slightest movement makes me gasp for air and sweat profusely. Is Mom seriously ill? Otherwise, no matter how much medicine she takes, it won't make her better... Please don't hide it from me."

"Okay, when can I be discharged from the hospital..."

When he heard the third voice message, Zhen Hao hung up immediately.

She had heard similar words from He Yunlian countless times over the years. At first, the three siblings had all frantically arranged for registration and treatment, but He Yunlian would always claim she was fine and didn't need to go to the hospital, no matter how much anyone tried to persuade her.

Wasting time and registration fees is one thing, but delaying treatment is the serious issue.

The next time, He Yunlian repeated her old tricks, first complaining about feeling unwell, then registering and then not going to the hospital. After a few times, they all took it for granted that she was just using this as an excuse to get the L girls to pay more attention to her.

It was her fault as a sister. If she had been tougher and sent He Yunlian to the hospital for a detailed physical examination, perhaps He Yunlian's condition would not have developed to this point.

She finally clicked the finger on the voice bar again and listened to He Yunlian's slightly weak complaints over and over again.

As she listened, she felt an immense surge of irritation and self-blame in her heart. A suffocating feeling as if she was being sucked into a black hole gradually enveloped her, forcing her to stand up and flee the hospital in a panic.

When she appeared in Orange carrying a bag of kiwis and a bag of apples, she met a pair of familiar eyes as soon as she arrived at the bar.