Chapter 60 Chapter 60 Only criminals return to discover the crime...
The two of them remained in a stalemate for a long time before Liu Jingheng slowly spoke:
"I saw it first..."
The little girl didn't understand Chinese, so she held up the starfish and asked him something in English.
Liu Jingheng didn't understand either, so she could only point at the starfish in her hand and say, "My."
This was one of the few English words he could understand.
The little girl mumbled something again, and Liu Jingheng remembered that there was a real-time translator beside her, so she looked at Qin Du for help.
Qin Du ignored him and was using his cell phone to report his safety to Uncle Li on the other side of the ocean.
Liu Jingheng broke out in a cold sweat and racked his brain to search for those simple English words he had seen before.
At this moment, the little girl suddenly stuffed the starfish into Liu Jingheng's hand, pointed at the starfish, then pointed at herself, and said a bunch of gibberish in English.
Liu Jingheng didn't understand, but he could tell that the rising tone at the end was a questioning tone, combined with the little girl's gesture of pointing at the starfish.
Liu Jingheng: Conspiracy.
He remembered reading travel guides online before going to the United States. Many bloggers said that if you don't speak English and someone pushes something into your hand near a tourist attraction, you should never accept it, because they are forcing you to buy something and extorting money.
So Liu Jingheng made up her mind and resolutely rejected the cute little girl:
“No.”
He also returned the starfish to the little girl.
The little girl was stunned, with disbelief in her eyes. After a long moment, she lowered her head, hugged the starfish and said something again, then her small figure walked away across the beach.
Just as Liu Jingheng was feeling proud of her own cleverness and wit, Qin Du chuckled beside her.
Liu Jingheng looked at him for a long time and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Qin Du looked at the red sun about to sink into the deep sea and said:
"Laugh at you for breaking the heart of an innocent girl."
Liu Jingheng:?
"This little girl asked you if you could be friends with her because she gave you a rare starfish." Qin Du couldn't help laughing, "And you just rejected her like that."
When Liu Jingheng heard this, her eyes suddenly lost focus.
I really deserve to die...
That night, Liu Jingheng, who had always been content with just getting by, took the initiative to pester Qin Du to teach him English.
The key points are "Would you like to be friends with me?" and "I'm happy to be friends with you."
Qin Du raised his eyebrows meaningfully. This was exactly what he wanted.
If he had taken the initiative to ask to teach Liu Jingheng English, he would have had many excuses. The lost child had appeared at the perfect time.
Two hours passed.
Qin Du raised his hand to cover his mouth and tried hard to swallow back his yawn.
He was careless.
He should have thought that Liu Jingheng's language ability was extremely poor. She couldn't even speak Chinese fluently, let alone such difficult English.
But no matter how bad it is, just two sentences in two hours can be learned even if you teach it to a three-year-old child.
Liu Jingheng pointed at the English words and read them word by word:
"Duyouwangtetubifurunziwitemi?"
Qin Du held his chin, pointed at one of the words, and corrected it: "It's with."
Liu Jingheng: "How can Prince Duyou compare to Fu Runzi's position?"
That tongue really looks like it can send someone flying.
Qin Du: "What Oil Prince, Arab Prince?"
Liu Jingheng was silent for a moment and pointed at the English word:
"To the Arabian prince's seat...?"
Qin Du: "Your ideals are quite grand."
Liu Jingheng sighed and lowered her head in frustration: "Okay, I really didn't go to school."
Qin Du was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when Liu Jingheng was injured and hospitalized, one of his complaints against him was that he was extremely impatient with him.
Qin Du sat up straight, took his hand, clenched it, and pointed at the words with his index finger, reading them one by one slowly:
"Do you want to be friends with me?"
Another hour passed, and Liu Jingheng was finally able to recite this simple conversation in her native accent.
Liu Jingheng was so happy that she was stunned.
"Thank you." He sincerely thanked Qin Du.
After thinking about it, he moved over, grabbed Qin Du's earlobe and was about to bite it.
Qin Du stopped him with a serious expression:
"Before, it was just a small favor, so this expression of gratitude was reasonable. But today, I spent over three hours just teaching you such a simple conversation, so this kind of gratitude seems perfunctory."
Liu Jingheng racked her brains for a long time, but still had no idea:
“Then…then…?”
Qin Du looked away, looking at a certain spot on the floor, as if trying to find a more appropriate way to express his gratitude.
After a long while, he patted the bed:
"How about this, I'm not used to my own bed. It's my first day in America and I can't sleep. You stay with me."
Liu Jingheng slipped into the bed like a loach and covered herself with the quilt: "Okay."
Qin Du smiled secretly, then lay down beside him, facing him sideways:
"Also, you need to look at familiar things to fall asleep in a strange place. Don't turn your back to me."
Liu Jingheng yawned: "Okay."
Qin Du stretched out his arm. Liu Jingheng stared at him for a long time with sleepy eyes. She consciously took away the pillow and threw it aside, then rested her head on Qin Du's arm.
"good evening."
Qin Du put his arm around Liu Jingheng's shoulders, put his chin on the top of his head, and said solemnly:
"good evening."
*
The next day.
After lunch, Liu Jingheng took Qin Du to Manhattan Beach again.
He saw that the little girl was very tanned yesterday, and thought that she must have often hung out at the beach, so he decided to wait and see.
He wanted to apologize to the little girl and tell her sincerely that he really wanted to be friends with her.
Liu Jingheng sat on the beach with her legs folded, stunned——
Two hours passed, and Qin Du couldn't help but say, "Don't wait, she won't come."
Liu Jingheng came back to her senses: "Why?"
Qin Du looked at Liu Jingheng's face and said, "Only a murderer would return to the crime scene."
Liu Jingheng frowned, confused but stubborn.
Sure enough, Liu Jingheng caught the rabbit.
The little girl wore a blue swimsuit and pigtails and played in the water at the beach today.
Liu Jingheng took out the vocabulary list from his trouser pocket and mumbled it to himself as he recited it again.
It was almost time. He walked straight to the little girl and said:
“…”
What was the first word?
He couldn't even remember Chinese well, so memorizing English was too difficult for him.
The little girl recognized him, looked at Liu Jingheng for a long time with a slight frown, handed him a small conch, and mumbled a string of English.
Liu Jingheng's eyes lit up. Although he couldn't understand the little girl's rapid speech, he heard the word "friends."
So, resolutely and decisively:
“Yes.”
The little girl was stunned ×2.
She looked at Liu Jingheng in disbelief for a long time, then raised her little butt, said something, and then staggered away.
The blue swimsuit she wore today was as melancholy as the sea.
Liu Jingheng:?
Qin Du's laughter was heard again.
"Why did she leave? I agreed to be friends with her." Liu Jingheng was puzzled.
Qin Du cleared his throat, trying to look more serious and mature, but he couldn't help laughing.
"Yesterday she asked you if you could be friends with her, and your answer was no." Qin Du looked at Liu Jingheng, "And just now, she asked you - are you willing to be friends with me today, and your answer was..."
Liu Jingheng opened her mouth blankly:
“Yes…”
A small dark cloud appeared in the bright sky of Manhattan, covering Liu Jingheng's head, and thunder and lightning were crackling.
Liu Jingheng didn't rush to slap herself. She looked around but couldn't find the little girl.
He could only ask for help from the dock staff, and Qin Du acted as his translator.
The dock staff remembered the girl and said her name was Shirley. She had come illegally from Mexico with her single mother, but her mother unfortunately died in a car accident. Shirley had no relatives in Mexico, so the local government agreed to let her stay there out of humanitarian reasons, and she was adopted by a local indigenous family.
She also said that she was only five years old and the American family who adopted her opened a shop at the pier, so she would come to the beach to play when she had nothing to do.
When Liu Jingheng heard this, her sense of guilt became even stronger.
He had heard that Mexican immigrants were not welcome in the local area, and this idea was instilled in every child from a young age. Perhaps because of this, Shirley longed to have friends so much. She found that people with yellow skin and black hair were the most friendly and would not laugh at her or bully her because of her eye color. So she gave her beloved blue-finger starfish to her "friend" in the hope of pleasing him.
And the yellow man whom she regarded as the most approachable actually rejected her twice! Twice!
Liu Jingheng found out Shirley's address and was ripped off at a store near the pier. She went to Shirley with two large bags of snacks and toys to ask for forgiveness.
Of course, the money was paid by Qin Du.
Outside the cafe.
Qin Du explained his purpose to the owner, who praised them for their thoughtfulness and pointed inside the coffee shop, saying:
"Shirley was supposed to go to kindergarten, but the kids there weren't very friendly to her, so she didn't want to go. We want to wait until she's older and has a stronger mental endurance before sending her to school."
Liu Jingheng bit his lips, his brows furrowed in a frown. Guilt threatened to overwhelm him.
Looking through the glass door, I saw a little girl wearing a clean T-shirt and shorts, sitting in front of the electric fan, facing the rotating blades:
“Ah~ah~ah~”
There was a tall blond and blue-eyed boy sitting next to him, with a strong figure, playing a controller game.
Liu Jingheng knocked on the door and stuck half of her head in:
"Shirley?"
One big and one small looked over at the same time.
The blond man looked at her for a while, then suddenly put down the game controller, held his chin and looked at Liu Jingheng with interest.
Liu Jingheng looked at little Shirley who was looking at him sadly, opened his mouth, and then closed it again.
He can't even speak Chinese fluently, so he can be considered a mute in the English world.
Qin Du noticed his embarrassment and took the initiative to talk to Shirley. He didn't know what he said, but a surprised smile appeared on the child's round face.
She climbed down from the chair happily, staggered to Liu Jingheng, raised her head, and asked him something in English.
Liu Jingheng didn't understand and looked at Qin Du for help.
"Shirley asked you, are you really here to make friends with her?"
Liu Jingheng nodded quickly, squatted down and handed two bags of snacks and toys to Shirley.
The little guy was too small to hold the two big bags, so he picked out his favorite dollhouse and held it in his arms, unable to let it go.
She held up her little finger and said, "Then we'll be good friends from now on. My name is Shirley, and yours."
Qin Du helped translate.
Liu Jingheng: "My name is Liu Jingheng."
Shirley: "Would you like to go to the beach with me to catch jellyfish later?"
Liu Jingheng: "Great! I love catching jellyfish the most."
Shirley jumped up happily: "I'm going to change into my swimsuit, wait for me!"
As soon as Shirley left, Qin Du couldn't help but speak out:
"Liu Jingheng, translating for you is tiring. Can you go back and study English well?"
Liu Jingheng: "Yes."
Liu Jingheng thought so. Even if he returned to China, he could still chat with Shirley through video calls. Qin Du couldn't be around all the time, so it was important to learn English well.
As I was looking into the future, the tall boy who had been silent next to me stood up and walked over.
He was wearing a sleeveless shirt and loose shorts, revealing a pair of long, straight, white legs covered with a thin layer of golden fuzz.
Liu Jingheng looked at him a few more times.
After coming to the United States, I found that not all foreigners are good-looking. Most of them are average, but this guy is really handsome, with red lips, white teeth, blond hair, blue eyes, and a very superior shape of brow bones. He looks like a face that only appears in art films.
The young man smiled, supported himself on the table with one hand and pretended to be nonchalant, and said something to Liu Jingheng in English.
Liu Jingheng didn't understand, dumbfounded——
On the other hand, Qin Du, who was standing beside him, frowned slightly.
This boy, no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, asked, "Where are you from? May I ask your name?"
Liu Jingheng looked at Qin Du, waiting for him to translate.
Qin Du raised his chin, stared at the young man, and said to Liu Jingheng:
"He asked you what you were doing here, why you took his sister out, and whether you were a human trafficker."
Liu Jingheng: "NO."
But he clearly heard the word "name".
The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, maybe I was too abrupt. What's your relationship with the person next to you? Are you a couple?"
Liu Jingheng still didn't understand and waited obediently for Qin Du to translate.
Qin Du paused, still staring intently at the impertinent American, and translated for Liu Jingheng:
"He asked you if you were going to leave immediately, because if you didn't he was going to call the police."
Liu Jingheng: "Yes..."
The American guy shrugged, still unwilling to give up, and asked again:
"Maybe you like Manhattan? I have my own independent studio here. If you are interested in games, you are welcome to visit my studio."
Qin Du took the initiative to translate for Liu Jingheng, and this time, there was a hint of gnashing of teeth in his words:
"He asked you if you wanted to die."
Liu Jingheng: ? So short? It sounds so long.
After a while, he reacted: "He scolded me?"
"Um."
"Then how can I curse back?"
Qin Du leaned over and whispered in his ear. Liu Jingheng nodded and said slowly to the young man:
"Fuck you."
Young man: “……?”
After Shirley changed her clothes and came out, Liu Jingheng angrily took the child to the beach and asked:
"He already scolded me. Would it be inappropriate for me to bring his sister out?"
Qin Du looked at the sea, his face calm and his heart still:
"Don't be afraid, I've already communicated with him, it's just a misunderstanding."
Liu Jingheng nodded with relief and took Shirley to the shallow sea to catch jellyfish.
Then he fell and came back limping.
Qin Du was checking the stock price on his mobile phone under a parasol when he heard the rustling sound of sand rubbing against the side. He looked up and saw Liu Jingheng's slightly frowning face. He glanced downward and his pupils suddenly dilated.
"How did it happen?" Qin Du put down his phone, grabbed Liu Jingheng's waistband, pulled her over and pressed her onto the chair.
There was a bright red bloodstain on each of his knees, still bleeding.
Shirley helped explain: "We caught the jellyfish, and then he got excited..."
Qin Du took the bottle of mineral water on the table, unscrewed it, and poured it on the wound:
"What are you excited about?"
Liu Jingheng didn't say a word, but clenched her teeth tightly. The wound was even more painful when the cold water hit it.
Qin Du glanced at the small box of jellyfish in his hand, and he was so stunned that he still held the box tightly.
Qin Du paused and looked into Liu Jingheng's eyes: "You didn't kill yourself just to show it to me first."
Liu Jingheng opened her mouth and was about to use his universal formula.
But Shirley interrupted her and the child finished what she had not finished saying:
"He got so excited that he tripped over his left foot and fell."
Qin Du: "..."
Qin Du immediately ordered: "No more jellyfish catching."
When he looked up, he met Liu Jingheng's worried eyes and changed the subject:
"I mean, I'll catch it for you."
Liu Jingheng frowned: It hurts so much... I will never catch jellyfish again.
He was so focused on the pain that he didn't even listen to what Qin Du said.
The sunset melted gold, the medicine on Liu Jingheng's wound was blown dry, and the coffee shop owner came to call Shirley back for dinner. The two said goodbye reluctantly and agreed to come to the beach to play together again in the future.
Liu Jingheng limped, taking a rest after every two steps, and slowly followed Qin Du to the parking lot.
He kept sucking back the cold air, and with every step he took, the skin and flesh on the wound seemed to be about to burst open.
No, I can't leave.
Suddenly, there was no sound of footsteps on the wooden path across the beach. Qin Du stopped and turned around. He saw Liu Jingheng landing dozens of meters away, holding shoes and jellyfish box in both hands, looking at him silently.
Qin Du asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"
Liu Jingheng turned his face away. He knew that if he asked Qin Du for help, given his personality, he would definitely make him unhappy before he would agree.
So he said, "Wait a minute."
He tucked the jellyfish box under his arm, took out his cell phone and opened his electronic version of "Green Tea Encyclopedia" to ask for support.
If you want someone to help you, you can't ask for help directly. Instead, you can satisfy the other person's emotional value by devaluing yourself and elevating the other person. For example:
I'm sorry, brother, I can't do anything right. Unlike you, you never have to worry about others. I'm too stupid.
Liu Jingheng mumbled and read through it, then put the phone back when she felt it was about right.
"elder brother……"
There was a sharp pain in her knee, and a pink ice cream truck passed by, and Liu Jingheng's mind suddenly went blank.
"Brother...fuck...fuck, me?"
Qin Du raised his chin: "Here?"
Liu Jingheng, panicking because she hadn't performed well again, replied, "Yes, yes."
Qin Du strode to his side and took the shoes from his hand.
Then he leaned over, grabbed Liu Jingheng's hind legs with his arms and pulled her up by the roots.
Liu Jingheng's body swayed, and her whole body was suspended in the air for a moment. She completed the coronation ceremony gracefully and sat in Qin Du's arms.
Qin Du: "Let's get in the car."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
On one side of the beach, there were houses of all sizes. The white walls were painted a light olive color in the evening. The street lights were like jewel candies sprinkled on a dark blue tablecloth. The figures of the two were embedded in the setting sun, forming black silhouettes.
In the silhouette, Qin Du's legs looked even more slender and distinct, and he took leisurely and broad steps.
Liu Jingheng huddled in his arms, clutching his clothes tightly with both hands.
"You are so unconfident in me." Qin Du looked at him and sneered.
Liu Jingheng nodded without any emotional intelligence.
"Lower your head and lower your center of gravity to improve stability." Qin Du said.
Liu Jingheng thought for a moment, hugged Qin Du's neck tightly with both hands, lowered her head deeply like a frightened ostrich, and tried to burrow her head into the crook of Qin Du's neck.
Qin Du glared at him. From this angle, he could only see his hair, which was fluffy and every strand was expressing his fear.
Qin Du chuckled and tightened the arm that was supporting his butt. The blue veins on the surface of his arm were like the veins on an ancient map, winding vigorously.
When they arrived at the parking lot, Qin Du freed his fingers to open the back door, threw Liu Jingheng's shoes in, then held the back of her neck and slowly pushed her in and laid her flat.
Then, a tall figure got in, stepped down, and closed the car door.
Liu Jingheng had just breathed a sigh of relief because of the smooth landing, but the weight of over 100 kilograms of flesh and bones pressed down on her, and the air around her mouth was instantly snatched away.
He stared at Qin Du motionlessly like a corpse, watching Qin Du unbutton his shirt with one hand, and said nonchalantly:
"It's uncomfortable in a small space, but if you're in such a hurry, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it home."
Liu Jingheng thought slowly, and after a while, she said naively, "I'm anxious? What's the hurry?"
"Pa!" A big hand fell heavily on his ear.
"You said it." Qin Du whispered in his ear, "Let me □□."
Liu Jingheng: Is there such a thing???
Seeing Liu Jingheng immersed in her own world again, Qin Du sighed heavily, feeling a ball of evil fire running around in his lungs. In addition, his overly tall body was squeezed in the cramped back seat and he felt very uncomfortable, so he stopped pretending.
His bent knee hit between Liu Jingheng's legs. Seeing that Liu Jingheng subconsciously reached out to push him, he pushed in hard with all his might.
Liu Jingheng was hit so suddenly that she whimpered as if she had died.
"You flirt with me every day but don't let me touch you, so everything is yours." Qin Du took the opportunity to speak out his true feelings.
Liu Jingheng argued: "No, duck."
To be honest, when did he ever use a hook to hook Qin Du? Qin Du is not a piece of clothing hanging on the wall in an underground shopping mall.
Qin Du squinted his eyes and bit his lower lip tightly with his pearly teeth when he heard the word "duck" with a light and rising ending tone.
Then, a slender and powerful hand passed through Liu Jingheng's hair, grasped it in the palm, and pressed down heavily on her head.
Liu Jingheng was suddenly bitten on the neck and hissed in pain. The reflex arc of the wound on his knee that had been wandering for half a year now surged up along with the pain of teeth grinding.
He raised his hands and pushed Qin Du's chest hard, not caring about the stinging knees. He kicked Qin Du's thighs with his feet and used his hands and feet to push him out.
Qin Du held down his dishonest hand, looked at the sand footprints left on his trousers, and listened to Liu Jingheng's protest of "No, no".
"There's no such thing as too much."
"Don't you know that this kind of thing can only be done by two people who love each other?"
In one word, Qin Du was completely extinguished.
"What does it mean to love each other?" he asked.
Liu Jingheng thought for a moment and said, "At least it has to be at the level of Liang Zhu and Luo Zhu."
He then asked, "Can you die for me? I don't think I can die for you."
Qin Du was stunned for a moment, slowly let go of Liu Jingheng's hand, and sank into the seat.
Liu Jingheng regained her freedom and crawled to the corner using all four limbs. She hugged her knees and blew on them twice, looking at Qin Du vigilantly.
Still adding fuel to the fire without knowing the consequences:
"You can do this with anyone, are you promiscuous?"
After saying that, Qin Du on the opposite side raised his head and looked at her quietly. Liu Jingheng's pupils shrank and she hugged herself tighter.
"Liu Jingheng." After a silence of almost a century, Qin Du said hoarsely, "Do you see the bench at the east end of the parking lot?"
Liu Jingheng looked over carefully and saw an old bench several rows of cars away. He nodded.
"Be good, go sit over there for a while." Qin Du lowered his head, opened his legs wide, and sat with his legs spread wide.
Liu Jingheng didn't understand why, but she still did as she was told.
After getting off the bus, he limped barefoot to the bench and sat down.
I sat there and began to think about life, my clumsy brain trying to integrate all the fragmented information.
It seemed that Qin Du misunderstood because he performed poorly on the beach and recited his lines incorrectly.
Liu Jingheng stood up and limped back.
Standing beside the car, he leaned over and looked over, his confused face reflected in the black car window.
He knocked on the car window, and after a long time, the window opened a little.
"What are you doing?" Qin Du's voice was hoarse and his breath was cut off.
"I forgot to take my shoes." Liu Jingheng looked around and found that she couldn't see clearly what was going on in the car. It was too dark. "Do you need any help?"
The car window quickly rolled down, and a pair of sneakers covered in mud and sand were thrown out, and the window quickly slid up again.
Liu Jingheng picked up her shoes, patted them, put them on, staggered back to the bench, and sat down obediently.
Forty minutes later.
Qin Du leaned against the chair, his head tilted high, a thin layer of sweat covering his fair face.
After a long time, he opened the storage box and took out the wet wipes, carefully wiping each of his fingers. He then saw cigarettes and lighters in the storage box and took them.
As soon as he took out a cigarette, his brows suddenly tightened. After a moment, he clenched the cigarette box until it was wrinkled and threw it back.
Qin Du got out of the car and strode to the bench. He looked at Liu Jingheng's lowered head and closed eyes, her body swaying like a small boat in the sea.
There was a cheap bracelet hanging on his thin wrist, the one she gave him.
Qin Du stretched out his left hand, paused, then switched to his right hand and gently patted Liu Jingheng's face:
"Get up and go back."
Liu Jingheng opened her eyes dazedly, as if she was still asleep. She shook her head forward and bumped into Qin Du's lower abdomen.
"Pretending." Qin Du sneered at his behavior, but his body was honest and was picked up and carried back to the car.
*
On the other side, Jinhai City.
The days when Qin Du was away were like letting a tiger return to the mountains for Qin Chuyao.
Sleeping all day and going to bars at night is simply a heavenly life.
Qin Chuyao was holding a wine glass, watching his friends across from him hugging the delicate little MB and about to have sex. He sneered and couldn't help but think of Cheng Yunqing.
The phone in his back pocket suddenly vibrated. Qin Chuyao casually took it out and looked at it. His eyes widened instantly. He jumped up from the sofa and ran out to find a quiet place to answer the phone.
"Yunqing, how come you have time to call me?"
A deliberately suppressed female voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Excuse me, are you Qin Chuyao? I'm Cheng Yunqing's mother."
Qin Chuyao was stunned: "Auntie? Hello."
"Is it convenient for me to meet you? I have something to ask you."
…
In the coffee shop, Qin Chuyao saw Cheng's mother for the first time and sighed in his heart: Damn, she and baby Yunqing look so alike.
Mother Cheng first exchanged a few routine greetings with Qin Chuyao, and then said, "I'm sorry to call him out so late."
"Auntie, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Mother Cheng's beautiful eyebrows were gently furrowed:
"Actually... I just bailed Yunqing out of the detention center today."
"Detention center?!" Qin Chuyao couldn't believe it. It was hard to imagine that Cheng Yunqing would be related to these three words.
Mother Cheng nodded disappointedly:
"He caused trouble at the airport two days ago, tearing up someone's passport and plane ticket. He was reprimanded by the police and made compensation, but he went back to the airport to cause trouble again this afternoon. The police couldn't tolerate it anymore and detained him for a week."
Qin Chuyao's pupils trembled: "Trouble at the airport...?"
"Yeah." Mother Cheng sighed, almost crying. "I can't believe that this is something our Yunqing could do. When I asked him, he didn't tell me the reason and just locked himself in the room. I only found out after asking the police..."
Mother Cheng changed the subject: "Student Chu Yao, do you know a girl named Liu Jingheng?"
Qin Chuyao:...?
"I know Liu Jingheng, but I don't know any girl with that name."
"The police said that Yunqing was causing trouble at the airport because he heard from somewhere that Liu Jingheng ran away with someone else. Then he kept yelling at the airport, 'My wife ran away with someone else.' I didn't know where to put my face." Mother Cheng finally couldn't hold back her tears.
Qin Chuyao opened his mouth slightly, and suddenly felt a bucket of boiling water pouring down on his forehead, scalding all his brain nerves.
Mother Cheng wiped away her tears:
"I asked Yunqing about Liu Jingheng, but he was very repulsive and wouldn't say anything. The only information we knew was that the girl seemed to have a heart disease. A long time ago, he went crazy at home because of Liu Jingheng and smashed a lot of things."
Qin Chuyao was stunned, his entire body seemed to have turned into a sculpture, with only his mouth opening and closing.
"Liu Jingheng..."
"Student Chu Yao, do you know Liu Jingheng?" Mother Cheng asked again, "If you do, could you give me her contact information? I want to talk to her in person."
Qin Chuyao stared with scarlet eyes and murmured, "What do you want to talk to him about?"
Mother Cheng smiled a little embarrassedly:
"Our Yunqing has always been aloof and aloof. I've never seen him care so much about anyone. So I want to meet this child. If he really has a clean family background and good morals, I'm willing to lower my head and help our Yunqing lobby. As a mother, I can't always watch my beloved child become neither human nor ghost because of love."
"Hehe." Qin Chuyao laughed.
"Liu Jingheng, he's a man."
Mother Cheng was obviously stunned and her shoulders slumped.
After a long moment, she tried to put on a smile: "Boys...it's not that we can't accept them. The important thing is that Yunqing likes them."
Although she would rather Cheng Yunqing find a woman to start a family and continue his career, these are not within her consideration at the moment. As long as she can find Liu Jingheng, perhaps Yunqing will become the excellent child he used to be.
Qin Chuyao looked at the melted cream in the coffee cup, reached out his hand, and found that his hands were shaking.
He pressed his hand hard, hid it in his pocket, and said coldly: "I don't have his contact information, Auntie, you have the wrong person."
After saying that, he got up and left.
The car was smashed, the windshield shattered into a spider web, and the sirens blared through the air.
Qin Chuyao sat next to the car, with cigarette butts piled up like a small mountain at his feet.
He even suspected Cheng Yunqing and his uncle, but he didn't think of Liu Jingheng.
Cheng Yunqing didn't even know whether he had read the text message, but for Liu Jingheng, he could make a scene at the airport, eat the government's food, and throw away his face and identity.
At that moment, all the doubts were connected into a concrete and clear line.
Cheng Yunqing used the excuse of inconvenient commuting to move to the Qin family for Liu Jingheng;
Cheng Yunqing went to his uncle's house to seek an explanation because of Liu Jingheng;
Cheng Yunqing agreed to play Nie Xiaoqian not because she was soft-hearted towards herself, but for Liu Jingheng.
Qin Chuyao was thinking about it and vomited with a "wow".
Ever since Liu Jingheng entered the Qin family, both Uncle Li and his younger uncle no longer treated him, the eldest son of the Qin family, as a human being because of such a piece of trash.
Qin Chuyao's mind was spinning and he fell to the ground.
All the blood in my body was rushing to my brain, and it felt like it was about to explode.
After a long while, he trembled and took out his cell phone, found a comfortable number of a rich second generation, and called:
"Hey, do you still have the medicine you told me about last time?"
"Oh, Young Master Qin finally came to his senses?"
"Stop the fucking nonsense, give me all you have."
*
The sun in New York is not too strong and the temperature in October is just right.
Liu Jingheng sat on the sofa, looking at a few foreign old men in suits and ties opposite her, surrounding Qin Du and speaking English in a low voice.
One of the old men said to Qin Du:
"We discussed it and, in simple terms, the entire operation requires four steps: the main pulmonary artery is cut and then connected; the aorta is reconnected to the left ventricle; the pulmonary artery is connected to the right ventricle; and the coronary artery also needs to be re-transplanted to the new aorta."
Qin Du's fingers curled up to cover the corners of his lips, his sharp brows slightly furrowed. He caught a glimpse of Liu Jingheng looking at him, and his brows immediately relaxed.
The doctor continued, "The difficulty lies in Mr. Liu's concurrent ventricular septal defect, which causes blood from the left and right sides of the heart to mix. Therefore, performing the vascular anastomosis requires a very experienced doctor. If this step is not performed properly, it may lead to heavy bleeding and vascular stenosis."
"Yes, and a large amount of blood needs to be prepared in advance."
Qin Du's lips turned pale, and he felt something in his stomach flowing up.
Such a tiny heart needs to be cut open and reconnected repeatedly, and all the delicate blood vessels need to be separated and sorted out one by one.
Qin Du's Adam's apple slid, and the air from his lungs got stuck in his throat during the reflux process, and he couldn't swallow it.
"And more." the doctor continued.
Qin Du blinked his eyes, he couldn't stand it anymore.
"Mr. Liu is far too underweight. I've spoken with Dr. Yadlan, and he's been told that he gained weight before surgery, but still didn't meet the target. This increases the risk of surgery. He previously underwent simple surgery, but he developed heart failure due to his low weight."
"We've discussed this. First, Mr. Liu's condition, and second, the season. Winter is coming, the most dangerous time for heart patients. So, we recommend scheduling the surgery for next spring. In addition to meeting all the required surgical indicators, he also needs to continue to gain weight."
After a long while, Qin Du said softly, "Okay, you arrange it."
"Do you plan to return to China or continue living in New York?" the doctor asked. "I personally recommend living here, as it's more convenient. I can come to your home for consultations."
Qin Du didn't say yes or no, he just nodded.
After saying goodbye to the experts, Liu Jingheng followed Qin Du and asked:
"I didn't understand a word the doctor said."
Qin Du looked at him for a while, squatted down, brushed away the dust near his knees, and said:
"The doctor said the surgery is simple, but it will be postponed due to the season. He told me not to worry, it's just a minor procedure and I'll be done with a good night's sleep."
After hearing this, Liu Jingheng's uneasy heart finally relaxed a little.
He nodded. "Okay."
Qin Du raised his head and looked up at Liu Jingheng:
"Liu Jingheng, let me teach you English."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay..."
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