[142. Wake up]
They respect each other, so they never ask about each other's lives.
But it is also because they respect each other too much, so when the other party is about to leave them, they don’t even say a word to keep them.
"I see." Zheng Xuhe put the document aside. "So theoretically speaking, Cheng Qingxing's parents are not considered his guardians."
The secretary took a deep breath, then nodded and said, "In terms of blood relationship, they are indeed not, but in terms of legal benefits, they are Mr. Cheng's guardians."
Zheng Xuhe didn't care whether he was the legal guardian or not. He just wanted Cheng Qingxing to wake up.
"Master Zheng, the company is having a meeting regarding the marketing plan for the second half of the year and the report—"
"Just go and take care of it. I still have Cheng Qingxing's matter to deal with."
The secretary did not move, but stood in front of him with a serious expression: "Master Zheng, the old man is back."
"What is Chen Jianmin doing here? Samsung Optoelectronics is not under his name." Zheng Xuhe asked the secretary in return.
"Ms. Chen brought it here. She probably wants you to go back and have a look." The secretary lowered her head and said softly, "You haven't left the hospital for almost a week. The crew and the company are waiting for your news."
Zheng Xuhe stood up and looked at Cheng Qingxing lying in the ward. In fact, he couldn't help Cheng Qingxing in any way.
He was just waiting here, thinking that maybe someone would remember his kindness and come over to see him, but no one did.
"I'm going to a company meeting tomorrow."
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"Wake up. If you don't wake up, you will lie here for the rest of your life."
Cheng Qingxing tried hard to open his eyes and looked at the white world, somewhat confused about what was going on.
The pain in his body continued to come, and he tried hard to raise his hands, but there was no way, his hands were still too painful.
There was nothing but white all around, as if in heaven or hell.
He knew that he should be in the hospital now.
After all, the surrounding environment was filled with a pungent smell of alcohol, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Wake up."
His mind kept repeating this sentence, as if trying to wake him up.
But it is not so easy to wake him up.
He lay on the white floor, feeling that everything around him was light and fluttery, so he asked, "How long have I slept?"
The voice in his head actually gave him an answer.
"A week."
Cheng Qingxing suddenly perked up after hearing this answer, and then said with a smile: "Isn't that the same as when Zheng Xuhe was hospitalized?"
It was also a week for Zheng Xuhe at that time. Was Zheng Xuhe in the same situation at that time?
"Is there anyone waiting for me outside?"
"Maybe only Zheng Xuhe."
Okay, this time, he really didn't want to wake up.
It turns out that not so many people in this world care about him, so even if he doesn't wake up, no one will be sad.
"If you die, you won't be able to fulfill your dream."
Cheng Qingxing sat there, then slowly opened his eyes, then smiled and said: "Actually, that is my dream. I just don't want to lose to Zheng Xuhe."
Becoming a movie emperor is not his dream. He just doesn't want to lose to Zheng Xuhe.
He has never been able to figure out his feelings for Zheng Xuhe. Maybe he really liked her when they were in school. After all, they were just ordinary college students at that time. There was no so-called competition between them, and he didn't feel that he was inferior to him.
But as they left school, his jealousy grew stronger and he didn't want to lose to Zheng Xuhe like this.
Even when he was studying, he never lost to others.
"If you don't wake up, you will lose to him in your life."
When Cheng Qingxing heard this, his eyes widened instantly. This was not something he could control, right?
If he wants to wake up, he has to see if his body can hold on.
"Someone is waiting for you to wake up. You can't just pretend to be dead like this."
"Except Zheng Xuhe, who would wait for me to wake up?" He retorted subconsciously.
But just after he refuted, he lay down again instantly. He remembered how Zheng Xuhe looked like lying in the hospital five years ago, and he should be very similar to himself.
What were you thinking at that time?
He tried hard to recall, but it seemed that he could not remember anything. He had no idea what he was thinking at that time.
"Thinking you could survive."
Cheng Qingxing closed his eyes and answered the other party in his mind, "Can you say less? Reminding me anytime and anywhere is actually a very tiring thing."
"I'm not reminding you, but I am you."
He opened his eyes and saw a child who looked very similar to him.
He is not tall and looks pale and thin, and his short black hair makes him look even thinner and weaker.
This is Cheng Qingxing in high school. At that time, he was acting and maintaining his image, so he always ate very little and did not look very energetic.
"Why haven't you died yet?" Cheng Qingxing said to his younger self with a smile.
"Because you're still alive."
Cheng Qingxing was always very proud when he was a child. Even though he was thin and weak, he looked very proud.
"Don't you love Zheng Xuhe?"
Cheng Qingxing felt that this dream was too real, as if he was asking himself whether he loved Zheng Xuhe.
He knew very well that he had been avoiding this question: Zheng Xuhe, did he really not love her?
No, he did love her, but he just couldn't express this love.
There is already too much gap between him and Zheng Xuhe.
There is no chance to go back to the past.
"Love is not something that can be expressed in words. My best choice is to leave him."
But Cheng Qingxing couldn't understand this when he was a child. He only knew that if he liked someone, he should be with that person.
When I was a child, I was fearless. But when I grew up, I became timid and didn’t dare to make any choice.
"Then wake up!" The little boy was obviously angry, "Someone is waiting for you."
But he couldn't wake up, and his life was already over.
My body feels inexplicably tired. I just want to lie down and rest, and then die.
“Wake up!”
"You can't sleep!"
"Wake up! I'm not a big star yet!"
"Zheng Xuhe is still waiting for you!"
“.......”
When he was a kid, he was extremely noisy, he pressed himself down, and he kept slapping himself, causing some pain to his body.
"You're so noisy!" He tried hard to raise his hands and push away the person on him.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push the other person away from him.
He didn't know how long it had been before he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice saying in his ear, "Qingxing, wake up."
The white world was inexplicably dazzling. When I opened my eyes again, I only saw white lights and a white ceiling...
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