Bless him

After leaving the police station, Zhou Junchang went to work at Mingyueye as usual the next day.

That day, Zhou Junchang still didn't see Xu Li; the tightly closed door remained closed.

Xu Li was nowhere to be seen in Tian Guang Hall.

Zhou Jun didn't ask anyone. When he was bored, he would look out the window and slowly drink a bottle of wine with a low alcohol content.

Zhou Junchang always felt that everything started to change after the last incident.

I can't describe how I feel, it's just a feeling of loss and uncertainty, like I'll never see them again.

However, Zhou Junchang didn't know how to try to persuade them to stay. The situation was strange; he couldn't figure out the beginning or the end, nor did he know the reason behind it.

Until Zhou Ji's phone rang.

Zhou Junchang pulled himself out of his reverie, put the phone to his ear, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

"On a moonlit night?"

"Um."

Is Xu Li there?

"Not here."

There was a sigh on the other end, and the voice, though not soft, said, "...She might be leaving."

A clap of thunder, a violent storm, and trees were bent so low they almost touched the ground.

In an instant, it felt as if something had gently shattered; perhaps it was a sign from heaven.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ji knew that he needed to let Zhou Junchang calm down.

Actually, Zhou Ji didn't need to make this call, but because he had experienced it himself, he didn't want others to go through it.

Zhou Ji received a call from Duan Ruiming, who explained his relationship with Xu Li and the purpose of his call.

When Zhou Ji recalled the first time he met Xu Li, it was as if he had returned to that night when it was pouring rain.

The timid little girl, because she got wet in the rain, had strands of hair sticking to her face, and her short-sleeved shirt was sticking to her skin, making her look very disheveled.

He asked her some questions, and she answered some but didn't answer others, her doe-like eyes filled with wariness.

So why did Zhou Ji take this complete stranger away? Because the moment Zhou Ji saw Xu Li, he thought of someone.

She looks a lot like Meng Qinghe.

Even in his disheveled state, his eyes still cautiously scanned his surroundings.

From then on, Xu Li stayed by his side.

Perhaps it was because of Meng Qinghe at first, but Zhou Ji later discovered that she and Meng Qinghe were actually nothing alike.

Zhou Ji didn't know if it was because they really didn't look alike, or if in his eyes, Meng Qinghe was the most special one.

Upon receiving the call, Zhou Ji's first thought was of Zhou Junchang. So he called Zhou Junchang. In any case, he had already informed him of the matter. Perhaps everyone's choices were different, and whether Zhou Junchang would pursue the matter further was his own business. But for Zhou Ji, he would still choose to tell Zhou Junchang.

However, Zhou Ji never met such a person. Everyone thought it was for his own good, and it was precisely because of this that he missed his last farewell to Meng Qinghe, something that Zhou Ji would regret for the rest of his life.

So now he has told Zhou Junchang what he will do, and that is his own business. Zhou Ji only hopes that Zhou Junchang will not live with regrets like he did.

As someone who has been through it all, this is all Zhou Ji can do.

The rest is up to them.

When Zhou Jun heard the news, his doubts seemed to disappear instantly, and he seemed to finally understand why he had been so anxious.

Did he already sense that Xu Li was leaving?

The wind was blowing very hard, and the raindrops were stretched very long, slanting as they hit the glass under the eaves.

The rain was heavy, but it also came very quickly.

Zhou Jun casually grabbed an umbrella and went out in the light drizzle.

There were few people on the street. Zhou Jun was dressed in all black as usual. Because he was walking very fast, his trouser legs were already wet.

At one point, all was silent.

Zhou Junchang seemed to have sensed something as well.

Slowly lift the umbrella that has been bent under the weight of the rain.

The first thing you see is a pair of shoes, standing in the rain, stained with mud and grime picked up by raindrops; above that, a pair of shapely, fair legs…

The person he was thinking of was standing right in front of Zhou Junchang at that moment.

Xu Li stood directly opposite Zhou Junchang, and seemed quite surprised by their encounter.

One stood at one end of the road, and the other at the other. They were quite far apart, but they both tacitly walked towards each other step by step.

In fact, Zhou Jun had many questions he wanted to ask, but when he actually saw Xu Li, he didn't know where to begin.

What is she doing here? Is she here to say goodbye? Why is she leaving? Where is she going? How long will she be gone? A few days, a few years? Or forever?

Zhou Jun often wanted to ask a lot of questions, but the moment he saw Xu Li, he couldn't say anything.

How should I ask her? Has she told me? Will she let me know? If she finds out, will she be angry? And would asking her like this be overstepping my bounds?

There were too many problems, and Zhou Jun often hesitated.

The distance was slowly closing...

Halfway through their journey, several people ran between them.

Xu Li stood on tiptoe, trying to continue searching for Zhou Junchang's figure, but because it was too cluttered, she couldn't find him.

After the group of people had passed, Xu Li looked again and saw that Zhou Junchang, who had been slowly walking towards him, was now lying on the ground.

Xu Li felt as if she heard the sound of thousands of buildings collapsing. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

But it really only happened in an instant.

Xu Li's expression froze, and her legs went weak as she took a few steps before she regained some strength. After she came to her senses, she quickly ran over.

Zhou Jun was kneeling on the ground, muttering something. Xu Li only understood when she got closer that he was telling her to leave quickly.

Upon seeing the bleeding wound, Xu Li burst into tears, which flowed uncontrollably like pearls from a broken string.

A fruit knife was stuck in Zhou Junchang's waist and abdomen, and blood was gushing out. With each breath, blood could be seen gushing out like a spring.

Zhou Junchang seemed to want to say something, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty, but he only vomited a mouthful of foamy blood, which splattered not far from the tip of his nose.

Xu Li supported Zhou Junchang and frantically pulled out her phone to dial an emergency number. At this moment, she was panicked and helpless, but even so, the moment the call connected, Xu Li's tone returned to its usual calm and she remained composed.

Zhou Jun straightened his back, trying to prove he was alright, but his limp limbs betrayed him, and he couldn't even speak clearly: "...I...I'm fine..."

Xu Li sobbed uncontrollably, calling his name over and over again, her voice trembling terribly: "Zhou... Jun Chang, Zhou Jun... Chang..."

Zhou Junchang's vision began to blur, and the blood beads on his eyelashes trembled slightly with his weak breathing. Finally, like beads that had broken their string, they fell onto the cold ground and merged with the ever-expanding pool of blood.

Xu Li pressed her hands tightly against the bleeding knife wound. At that moment, she had never felt so panicked and helpless. Even on the night Xu Zhengbei left, even on that isolated and helpless night, Xu Li had never felt such despair.

Zhou Junchang couldn't see clearly, but he could sense Xu Li's fear. Xu Li's tears dripped onto Zhou Junchang's hands and face, burning hot.

At this moment, the best thing to do is not to move, but Zhou Junyong used his last bit of strength to reach out his trembling hand.

He didn't care about anything, and didn't want to care about anything. At this moment, he only desperately hoped that the person in front of him would stop crying, and stop crying because of him.

In the last second before he lost consciousness, Zhou Junchang was still struggling to speak: "...Don't cry..."

Xu Li wanted to scold him for speaking at a time like this, but she found herself unable to utter the words.

Nothing could be more terrifying than Zhou Junchang lying in his arms, covered in blood.

Finally, the ambulance arrived.

Zhou Junchang was pushed onto a stretcher, and the car honked its horn all the way as he was taken to the emergency room.

Xu Li stayed close to Zhou Junchang, holding his hand tightly as if she would never be able to hold it again if she let go.

The two separated only after Zhou Junchang was wheeled into the emergency room. Xu Li squatted outside the emergency room, watching Zhou Junchang being pushed in.

Zhou Junchang's eyes were closed, his face was pale, like a cold corpse. He was standing in front of me just a second ago, how could he have become like this in such a short time?

Why?

Xu Li was already terrified when Zhou Ji was in a car accident last time, and now it's Zhou Junchang's turn.

Because of what had just happened, and because of the lingering fear, Xu Li was also trembling, her body and hands covered in blood. She squatted outside the emergency room, crying even harder than a child who couldn't find their way home.

A nurse passing by saw this and reminded Xu Li to clean it up, but Xu Li couldn't hear anything and stubbornly stayed outside the ward.

This vigil lasted all night.

That night, Xu Li had only one thought: she had to get news about Zhou Junchang as soon as possible, not a second longer.

No one knows how Xu Li got through that night, or how desperate and tormented she felt.

She just wanted to see Zhou Junchang in his entirety, to see him as he was before, and she didn't want that one glance to be their last.

Just like her parting with Xu Zhengbei, the two had already seen each other for the last time in their lives after a quiet meal.

Every meeting in this world is one less meeting we have.

That night, Xu Li prayed countless times in her heart. She had never believed in these things, but at this moment, Xu Li had never hoped so much that these prayers would really work.

Dear Dad, if you can really see this, then please bless him.