Chapter 68 Chapter 68 Liu Jingheng forgot how she slept last night...
Liu Jingheng forgot how she fell asleep last night. She only remembered that the small wooden stick was wrapped in the tinder nest and rubbed continuously. Her whole head felt like it was electrified and she was so excited that she lost her voice.
Later, the small wooden stick was placed against a large wooden stake, asking people to squeeze and rub it in their hands.
He seemed to understand a little bit what Qin Du said, "The ultimate happiness is to be vulgar to the abyss."
After waking up, Liu Jingheng, who claimed to be a good man, recalled the absurdity of last night and felt heartbroken. He was not a human being and he was sorry for Cheng Yunqing!
But he didn't expect that his betrayal of Cheng Yunqing was just the beginning.
These days, Liu Jingheng felt guilty and wanted to go to Cheng Yunqing's place to keep her company, but she was always stopped by Qin Du who suddenly appeared with various reasons.
Today, Liu Jingheng spent a long time preparing himself mentally, but when he was halfway there, Qin Du suddenly appeared, as if hiding in the shadows, watching him at all times. His excuse was full of Qin-style cleverness:
"Liu Jingheng, our Chamber of Commerce is planning to hold a charity sale to raise funds for orphaned children. I'd like to make some handicrafts, and since you're an expert in this area, could you please give me some pointers?"
Liu Jingheng thought for a long time, her expression solemn: "No."
Qin Du frowned: "Cheng Yunqing must go..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Liu Jingheng:
"To invite an expert, the invitation process must be clear and complete. So, please make an appointment with my secretary and fill out a form."
Qin Du wanted to laugh. Who did you learn this from? Why are you acting so arrogant? Oh, I learned this from you.
…
Liu Jingheng greeted the nurse and followed Qin Du to a pottery experience hall.
It’s the same company that made the ugly cup last time.
The hall of the pottery museum was filled with elementary school students on winter vacation, laughing and joking. Qin Du found it noisy, so he asked the boss if there was a private room. The boss said there was only one private room, which had just been booked by a family of three. He said Qin Du could discuss it with the family.
Qin Du knocked on the door, briefly explained his purpose, and said that he could provide the family with ten times the compensation.
When the couple heard this, they were stunned and immediately stood up to give up their seats.
The child refused to listen and started crying loudly, his mouth was covered with grease, and the four adults listened for a long time but couldn't understand what he said.
His father sternly stopped him: "Stop crying! Stop embarrassing me!"
When the child heard this, he cried even harder.
While the parents were apologizing to Qin Du, they turned around and scolded the child for being ignorant. For a moment, the small single room was like a Shura field.
Qin Du frowned at the willful child, turned around and wanted Liu Jingheng to go to the hall to wait first. He was afraid that the scene was too noisy and made Liu Jingheng feel unwell, so he prepared to have a good talk with the child himself.
When he turned around and glanced, he saw that Liu Jingheng was also frowning, but not at the child, but at him.
Without waiting for Qin Du to speak, Liu Jingheng opened the door and left with a pout.
Qin Du followed him: "Wait outside for a while, I'll take care of it."
Liu Jingheng stopped and looked at him slowly, with a hint of annoyance between her brows.
After holding it in for a long time, he said, "Your fruit basket is not made up of four good people."
Qin Du was still confident: "I never intended to be a good person."
Liu Jingheng clenched her fists and turned her back to him:
"Even if they are not good people, we should not arbitrarily deprive them of their rights just because they are children."
Liu Jingheng felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke: "Children also have self-esteem."
He constructed this picture in his head:
The child's parents were working away from home, and he had been living with his grandmother. Fulfilling his parents' promise to him, "If you get first place on the exam, we'll take you on a pottery adventure as a family," he studied relentlessly, studying until 2 a.m. Finally, at the end of the year, he finally saw his beloved parents and a bright red perfect score.
The child woke up early, looked in the mirror, put on his most handsome clothes, combed his hair into an adult style, and went to the pottery studio with his parents, full of anticipation. He didn't want to sit with the other children, he just wanted to enjoy a happy time with his family.
But the stranger who suddenly visited him did not have the patience to listen to his inner longing, and wanted to exchange vulgar money for the wish he had been looking forward to for a whole year.
Including his parents, they ignored the fact that he was an independent individual with thoughts, rich emotions and needs because he was just an eight or nine-year-old child.
Liu Jingheng felt even more aggrieved. He thought of his parents, who didn't treat him as a human being, but as a pendant that could be discarded at any time.
Qin Du looked at Liu Jingheng for a long time and sighed softly:
"I see. Let's go check out other pottery galleries."
Liu Jingheng pouted out:
"Okay, you...you still have to apologize to the kid."
"Okay~" Qin Du opened the door of the single room with an expressionless face.
Liu Jingheng also went over to supervise him and apologized.
The child was still crying, his face red and his neck thick.
Qin Du glanced at Liu Jingheng, pursed his lips, and after a long moment, he turned to the child and whispered:
"I'm sorry, please stop crying, okay?"
The child sobbed and barely stopped crying, and asked:
"So you agree to compensate me twenty times as much?"
Qin Du:?
Liu Jingheng:?
The child's father made a "please" gesture with a forced smile and said to Qin Du:
"Sorry to make you laugh, we'll fight right away."
The slowly closing door shattered my father's helpless smile.
The next second, a pig-slaughtering cry was heard.
Mixed doubles:
"I'll let you have some bad ideas! You've become a money-grubber at such a young age! I'll let you blackmail people! Blackmail!"
“Pah pah pah!”
“Wow wow wow—”
Liu Jingheng: …………
After almost a century, he slowly looked at Qin Du:
"sorry."
Qin Du glared at him: "I forgive you."
Later, the two drove for forty minutes before finding a pottery experience center in the suburbs and were able to get a private room as they wished.
Qin Du took off his coat, stripped Liu Jingheng of his jacket, put an apron on him, and asked:
"What kind of great work of art is Mr. Koyanagi going to create?"
Liu Jingheng thought about it and decided that since the purpose was to raise funds for orphaned children, then:
“Let’s make a pair of ceramic shoes, wear them, and travel across thousands of mountains and rivers.”
Qin Du tied a beautiful bow on his apron and expressed his opinion:
"We just didn't treat them as adults, but you didn't treat them as human beings."
Liu Jingheng didn't understand. Isn't it good to make a pair of shoes? There is a lot of snow in winter and rain in summer. Ceramic shoes are not afraid of water getting in the way and won't wear out. Why is Qin Du making such a fuss?
Just do it.
Liu Jingheng sat down in front of the embryo drawing machine, acting like a little teacher:
"It's difficult for beginners to master the ratio of clay and water, which really tests one's tactile sensitivity."
Liu Jingheng poured water on the clay as she spoke. The semi-solidified clay changed unpredictably under the rotation of the throwing machine and the maker's finger movements.
Qin Du was sitting behind Liu Jingheng. When Liu Jingheng asked him to try to feel the wetness of the clay, he stretched out his arms and put them around him from behind.
Liu Jingheng muttered to herself:
"First, use your palm to pull the shoe from the bottom up to form the shoe shaft."
Qin Du's mind was not on the shoes at all, and the only thing in his sight was Liu Jingheng's profile.
His previously thin and pointed chin now looks a bit fleshy. From this angle, his cheeks even look bulgy and a bit like baby fat.
Qin Du tapped the ground lightly with the tip of his shoe.
I feel so good.
While Qin Du was thinking, Liu Jingheng suddenly pulled his hands over and forced him to hold on to his muddy shoes.
Liu Jingheng: "You try it, push it up."
Qin Du chuckled: "You are quite professional."
When this was mentioned, Liu Jingheng couldn't bear it anymore. She had just let someone try it, but now she pushed his hand away, eager to show off her style.
Qin Du chuckled and withdrew his hand. The charity fundraiser was real, but the art sale was fake. He had just heard Teacher Xiaolu call Liu Jingheng and say that they had taken a pottery class while Liu Jingheng was in the hospital. Liu Jingheng's face was full of envy and regret, so he found an excuse to bring him out for fun.
A few days ago, Liu Jingheng was so anxious that she felt anxious and cried, which made Qin Du unable to sleep every night.
In his eyes, Liu Jingheng in the past was not the kind of person who showed emotions on her face. She shed tears only because she was in unbearable physical pain, or because Liu Jingheng finally regarded him as someone she could rely on and vent her emotions to. Apart from spending money on him and arranging meals for him, he could not feel any pain for him.
Seeing that Liu Jingheng's face had regained some color, Qin Du felt relieved.
Qin Du couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He wrapped his arms around Liu Jingheng's body and gently placed his palms on the back of his hands. The fine clay spread everywhere, moist and slightly cool. His four hands wrapped around the clay that was beginning to take shape and slowly pushed it upwards.
They both pushed hard at the same time, but the shape became wrong.
The high-top rain boots slowly turned into a stick-like object, with a round matsutake mushroom cap emerging from the top.
Qin Du blinked and immediately looked towards Liu Jingheng.
Liu Jingheng lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, her ears also red, and she used her two index fingers to try to carve patterns along the cap of the matsutake mushroom.
Qin Du: "What is this?"
Liu Jingheng searched for excuses for a long time before stammering:
"The technology...is poor, and if it's done badly, then...just build a Burj Khalifa."
He couldn't say it. Qin Du's lower body kept pressing against his butt, reminding him of the night when he vaguely saw the mighty dragon in the darkness. Doing bad things was just an excuse, but his mind had already wandered to Ordos.
Thinking of this, he seemed to be hallucinating.
The mighty dragon, which had just been hovering between his tail vertebrae, now moved closer firmly.
Liu Jingheng's breathing stagnated, and a tingling sensation spread across her tailbone.
"W-what?" Liu Jingheng asked knowingly.
Qin Du lowered his eyes, taking in Liu Jingheng's unfocused pupils, and whispered in his ear:
“Burj Khalifa.”
Liu Jingheng's CPU finally finished loading after running for a long time. She raised her face with an innocent look in her eyes:
“Will the Burj Khalifa also lean?”
Qin Du paused:
"Yes, didn't you know that this summer, due to overheating, the steel bars of the Eiffel Tower expanded, and the entire tower tilted several centimeters."
Liu Jingheng seemed to understand: "So overheating will cause it to tilt."
Qin Du's voice was so low that it was hoarse: "It will melt."
Liu Jingheng nodded thoughtfully. He hadn't been to much school, and the knowledge taught at the orphanage was limited. He had no idea physics was so fascinating.
Seeing that Liu Jingheng was immersed in her own world again, Qin Du was really a little angry.
He held Liu Jingheng's chin, forced him to turn his head, and without hesitation, bit his lips neither hard nor light.
It took Liu Jingheng a long time to react before she finally showed some signs of shyness and blushing.
I was still hesitating in my mind whether I should hug him with my backhand, as I felt a little tired in this position.
Liu Jingheng's attention was wandering here and there, which made Qin Du even more annoyed.
"Open your mouth." He pinched Liu Jingheng's cheek and opened her mouth like a goldfish.
"Close your eyes." Qin Du said again.
Liu Jingheng obediently closed her eyes. After losing her sight, all her senses involuntarily focused on her lips.
Qin Du's kiss is just like his personality, not gentle, and sometimes he lacks patience.
Liu Jingheng felt that the wet and hot little snake was inviting him. He was still hesitating, and Qin Du seemed to have lost his patience. The little snake bit the tip of his tongue and kept asking for more, as powerful as a storm. Even if he wanted to take a short breath, he was not allowed.
When all his attention was focused on this, he didn't notice that Qin Du's hand had already slipped into the hem of his sweater, and as his fingers slid upwards, the sweater was lifted up.
The bony knuckles scraped across the trembling cherry beads intentionally or unintentionally. At this moment, Liu Jingheng didn't realize it at all. The body's reflex arc arrived before the brain, and it began to tremble slightly, and ripples formed.
"Buzz—"
Suddenly, the sound of a cell phone vibrating interrupted my unbalanced breathing.
After ringing several times, Liu Jingheng stretched out her hand tremblingly and said weakly:
"There's a phone call."
Qin Du pulled her back and continued to kiss her, saying absentmindedly:
"Well, you answer it."
Liu Jingheng had to kiss Qin Du on one end, and at the same time pay attention to the incoming call on the other end.
The next moment, his body suddenly stiffened.
Caller ID: [Cheng Yunqing's mother]
Sensing Liu Jingheng's abnormality, Qin Du opened his eyes and glanced at the phone. After seeing the caller ID clearly, the end of his eyebrows suddenly raised. He simply swiped to answer the call for the hesitant Liu Jingheng.
"Hello? Jingheng, are you busy?" Mother Cheng's gentle voice came.
Only then did Liu Jingheng realize that the call was picked up, but it was too late when she wanted to hang up.
"Hmm, hmm..." Qin Du deprived his mouth of air, and his breath was disordered and mixed.
"Did I disturb your rest? Nothing else, I just haven't seen you here for a few days. Yunqing seems to be in a bad mood these past two days. Would you like to come over if it's convenient for you? Or I can take Yunqing to your ward?"
Hearing this, Qin Du's sharp brows suddenly frowned.
When Liu Jingheng heard what Cheng's mother said, the guilt that he had long forgotten came back to him.
He then remembered that he would be getting married to Cheng Yunqing soon, but Qin Du kissed him and touched his chest in a place where she couldn't see him.
Touch. Chest? When did Qin Du's hand get in?
Liu Jingheng's body began to struggle with the self-blame generated in her brain, but she was tightly wrapped in Qin Du's arms and could not move.
"Um, um... I..." Liu Jingheng wanted to tell Cheng's mother that he was outside, but Qin Du's mouth was domineeringly occupied. She couldn't breathe after saying a few words.
"What's wrong with Jingheng?" Cheng's mother asked doubtfully, "Does the sound make you feel uncomfortable?"
"No...no...um...hmm..."
Mother Cheng sighed: "I'm sorry, you see, I forgot that you are also a patient."
Liu Jingheng felt even more guilty, and her hands involuntarily grasped Qin Du's clothes.
Feeling his movements, Qin Du snorted and kissed him harder, making a "tsk tsk" sound.
"No, no..." Liu Jingheng struggled to reach out and hang up the phone.
It wasn't easy for him to catch up once. He was so slow before because he hadn't been stimulated enough. He knew he couldn't hold it back any longer, so he quickly hung up the phone.
At that moment, uncontrollable moans emerged from his nose and mouth, with a tone of aggrieved crying. I don’t know if it was because it was the first time he felt this strange feeling, or because this phone call clearly reminded him of the fact that he was a scumbag.
□*□
"No more..." The overwhelming sense of guilt mixed with the extreme pleasure made Liu Jingheng cry completely.
Qin Du pinched his chin and said with a half-smile: "Why don't you want it anymore?"
Liu Jingheng thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so she could only shake her head helplessly.
Qin Du didn't have time to discuss right and wrong with him, so he bit his mouth again.
*
In the car back to the hospital.
Liu Jingheng held up the Burj Khalifa he had burned, hunched over.
□*□
But I couldn't help but recall the feeling at that time over and over again.
A blush appeared on her cheeks.
Qin Duren was quite nice. Seeing that he was in pain, he bought two Band-Aids for him to put on.
Liu Jingheng didn't know how to stick it on. Just as she was about to stick the glued side on the small fruit, Qin Du stopped her with his quick eyes and hands.
So, in front of the busy hospital entrance, Qin Du used the excuse of putting a Band-Aid on the wound to play with the small fruit in the car until it became even more ripe, almost rotten.
Qin Du took Liu Jingheng for a detailed examination. The doctor said there was nothing wrong and he could be discharged. Qin Du then said to him:
"I'll go to the ward to pack your things. Go tell Cheng Yunqing."
Liu Jingheng held the Burj Khalifa and took a long time to squeeze out the word "OK".
When she arrived at the door of Cheng Yunqing's ward, Liu Jingheng lingered outside for a long time and failed to enter repeatedly.
He couldn't explain it because his underwear was still wet. He was busy with the examination at the hospital and forgot to change his pants.
She would feel overwhelmed with guilt if she came to visit her future husband wearing pants soaked with vomit due to passion.
After hesitating for half a year, the nurse finally came out after checking the wards and opened the door. He had no choice but to go in.
Cheng Yunqing was lying on the hospital bed, leaning against the headboard, staring out the window in a daze with his face turned sideways.
When Liu Jingheng saw his loose pajamas, her heart skipped a beat.
Cheng Yunqing has lost a lot of weight these days, and his complexion is very bad and his face is pale.
"Cheng Yunqing..." Liu Jingheng called him softly.
Cheng Yunqing's shoulders paused noticeably, and he slowly turned his head.
There were all kinds of indescribable emotions in the eyes that were wide open, such as astonishment, unwillingness, despair, and all negative emotions.
After a long while, Cheng Yunqing curled up his legs, put his arms on his knees, and seemed to be hiding the scar on his face, and said in a deep voice:
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you and tell you that I'm almost well enough to be discharged from the hospital."
Cheng Yunqing turned his face away and said in an inaudible voice:
"Really?"
Liu Jingheng looked at his miserable appearance as he covered his face with his hands, and felt as if ice water of extreme guilt was pouring down on her head in the cold winter.
He squeezed his wet legs together, trying his best not to let the other person notice.
The more guilty one feels, the more he dares to say anything:
"Um... I'll go home and look for my household registration book. When you're discharged from the hospital, we'll go get it... get it..."
The last word was like chewing dry yogurt, which I could neither swallow nor spit out.
Cheng Yunqing blinked: "No need."
"I'll look for it, although I can't remember where I put my household registration book."
"I said no!"
With a roar, Liu Jingheng looked at him in confusion, and it took a long time before she shuddered in fear.
"Do you think you're so great?" Cheng Yunqing suddenly looked over. "You're stupid, can't speak clearly, and were born with an incurable disease. Even if my entire face were ruined, I wouldn't want to live with someone like you!"
Liu Jingheng was stunned for a long time and felt very sad. He wanted to refute, but he felt that Cheng Yunqing was not wrong.
Even more sad.
Cheng Yunqing closed his scarlet eyes and waved his hands:
"Go away. Don't think you can take advantage of me just because I'm down. Look in the mirror more often."
Liu Jingheng pursed her lips tightly and took a long time to force out the word "OK".
Cheng Yunqing heard the sound of lost footsteps leaving. After a few breaths, he slowly raised his head and looked towards the door.
The shoulders that had been trying to stay tense because of their cowardice completely collapsed at this moment.
He drove Liu Jingheng away with the most unpleasant words.
My heart is like a tooth decayed by worms, leaving a big black hole.
Cheng Yunqing took out a mirror from under the pillow and looked at the scar on the side of her cheek that was winding like a worm pile. Tears fell from her red and swollen eyes.
Liu Jingheng had clearly agreed to marry him, but after Qin Du's suggestion, she developed disgust and aversion towards him. This despicable and shameful behavior was a self-righteous love that could never be presented to the public.
Regardless of whether Qin Du told Liu Jingheng the truth or not, he felt ashamed to see Liu Jingheng again.
In order to get someone, you go crazy and ruin your appearance and future, only to find out in the end that you can't hold on to things that are not yours.
Cheng Yunqing knew everything, but after seeing Liu Jingheng obey his request and leave obediently, just a few minutes later, she began to miss him madly again.
*
On the way home in the car, Liu Jingheng was silent and stared out the window in a daze.
Qin Du understood his inner feelings at the moment and did not disturb him.
What brought Liu Jingheng back to her senses were the three little ones at home who had been waiting for their owner for many days and finally came back.
These days, Grandpa Qin recovered and was discharged from the hospital, and began to accept endless questioning from the procuratorate; Qin Du was also busy and often not at home. As the current representative of the company, he needed to cooperate with the procuratorate's questioning and prepare materials, so the three little ones could only hire part-time workers to take care of them at home.
Liu Jingheng looked at Penny, whose fur had grown long like a mop, and whimpered while holding it. Nuomi climbed onto his back nimbly, hugged his neck and whimpered. Even the usually aloof Cube rubbed his head against his calf.
Qin Du squatted down and waved to Penny, but Penny was busy talking to her owner and had no time to pay attention to him.
Qin Du simply grabbed the puppy, rubbed its head, and said to Liu Jingheng:
"In a couple of days I'll take Penny to the pet store for a grooming session, take some nice photos, and then get ready to leave for America."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
It took him a long time to react: "Can I take Penny with me when I go to the United States this time?"
Qin Du chuckled and said:
"The owner can't just abandon the puppy because he's moving."
"Moving?" Liu Jingheng didn't understand.
Qin Du put Penny back on the ground:
"Yeah, if I don't take you away now, are you going to invite me to attend your wedding with Cheng Yunqing?"
When Cheng Yunqing was mentioned, Liu Jingheng's face darkened.
He curled his lips, and after a while, he sighed:
"He doesn't want me anymore."
Qin Du raised his eyebrows, feigning surprise. In fact, he had guessed it when Liu Jingheng returned from Cheng Yunqing with a sullen face.
Qindu was difficult:
"What if he doesn't want you? Should I go and beg him for you?"
Liu Jingheng opened her mouth but failed to respond.
He said, "Wait a minute."
Then he opened the electronic version of "Green Tea Encyclopedia" in front of Qin Du.
Qin Du on the opposite side watched him rummaging for a long time, and laughed in his heart that he had made progress. At least compared to before, he now knew how to find answers based on the questions instead of just taking whatever was at hand.
Liu Jingheng flipped through the document and finally found an answer that barely fit the current context:
"I'm really confused right now. If you consider me a friend, please buy me a few drinks."
Liu Jingheng mumbled and recited, and in order to avoid making mistakes, she copied the answers on her hand. She glanced at the answers and said:
"I'm really confused right now. Brother, if... if you consider me a friend, then please buy me a few drinks."
Tsk, the left and right brains failed to compete with each other, and the mouth was not trained well.
Qin Du laughed: "You are really becoming more and more vulgar."
Liu Jingheng: "Yes."
Qin Du pulled the person to sit on the sofa, found a few exquisite wine glasses, and said:
"I can't give you alcohol, but you can give you fruit and vegetable juice."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay, grape juice, cantaloupe juice, or watermelon juice will all work."
Ten minutes later, Liu Jingheng was holding a glass of celery juice, tears welling in her eyes:
"I don't want to drink anymore. I don't want to drink anymore."
Qin Du held the cup and forced it into his mouth:
"You need to strictly control sugar now. Fruits are actually very high in sugar. Be patient. Celery juice is also delicious."
*
Liu Jingheng rested at home for two days, and then followed Qin Du to the Exit-Entry Administration to handle various procedures.
The US visa application process is very strict, but fortunately with Qin Du's help, Liu Jingheng passed it just like last time.
He had no idea that he went there for surgery, and treated it as a trip like last time. He was so excited that he was busy making a video call to Shirley. One of them spoke Chinese and the other spoke English, but they chatted for a long time without any connection.
It was not until Sulli wanted to go to bed due to jet lag that the two reluctantly ended the video call.
As if she felt she was still not satisfied, Liu Jingheng pulled Qin Du over to teach him English.
Qin Du really didn't like to teach, and Liu Jingheng's language skills were too poor, but who could have made him Liu Jingheng? The sentence "Nice to see you again" tortured Qin Du for more than two hours.
He finally learned the first sentence. Although Qin Du was seriously injured, he still patiently taught him the next sentence.
At this time, the cell phone rang.
Qin Du took the phone and glanced at it, frowning slightly before answering the phone with a deep voice.
After hanging up the phone, he looked at the curious Liu Jingheng and said:
"Uncle Li had a stroke and was hospitalized. Should we go see him?"
When Liu Jingheng heard the news, she first studied what "cerebral infarction" meant in her mind, and then her heart skipped a beat.
The two rushed to the hospital and saw Uncle Li who had just woken up. He looked pale and the nanny was helping him feed water.
"Uncle Li, what's wrong?" Qin Du walked over and asked.
When Uncle Li saw the person coming, his cloudy eyes slowly turned red.
The nanny explained that Uncle Li had actually been hospitalized a week ago and only woke up yesterday.
Considering that the Qin family had been in turmoil recently, with the entire family either in the procuratorate or in the detention center, the nanny felt sorry for Qin Du, who was having a hard time supporting the family alone, so she didn't dare tell him about Uncle Li's cerebral infarction.
Uncle Li had just regained consciousness and his words were still unclear. Seeing Liu Jingheng standing there stupidly with red eyes, he raised his hand tremblingly and called out to him:
"Quiet...quiet."
Liu Jingheng nervously walked over, Uncle Li gently holding his hand, tears streaming down his face.
"Uncle...I miss you."
Upon hearing this, Liu Jingheng couldn't bear it anymore, tears welling up in her eyes. Uncle Li had been with Qin Du for thirty years and never said he missed him. She and Uncle Li had only been together for a little over six months, and even with Uncle Li's condition so serious, he was still worried about him.
Liu Jingheng buried her head in Uncle Li's arms, sobbing.
Qin Du asked the doctor about the situation. The doctor said that Uncle Li usually had problems with high blood pressure and high blood sugar. In addition, Mr. Qin was invited to have tea at the procuratorate, Liu Jingheng was not around, and the weather was cold. These multiple factors caused him to suffer a sudden cerebral infarction and faint. Fortunately, he was sent to the hospital in time.
But the next step is to receive thrombolytic therapy as soon as possible and undergo craniotomy if necessary.
Qin Du said directly: "Money is not a problem. I hope to invite the top experts in this field to help with the treatment."
After talking with the doctor, Qin Du returned to the ward and saw that Liu Jingheng and Uncle Li were still crying with their heads in their hands.
Qin Du stood there without moving, feeling mixed emotions.
It can be seen that Liu Jingheng really treats Uncle Li as a family member. Even when Cheng Yunqing was disfigured, he did not shed a single tear.
Qin Du originally planned to give Uncle Li some money to allow him to return to his hometown for retirement after his condition stabilized. However, when he saw Liu Jingheng tightly holding Uncle Li's hand and crying, "You have to get better soon," he changed his mind at the last minute.
He said to Uncle Li:
"Just rest and recuperate first. When you recover and are discharged from the hospital, you can live in the Qin family. Don't worry about your retirement. I will take care of it."
Uncle Li is not fully conscious yet and is still slowly thinking about this sentence.
Liu Jingheng was also slow. After a long silence, Liu Jingheng suddenly looked up and looked at Qin Du with eyes full of admiration!
Qin Du was happy.
It was originally a good thing, and everyone was happy. However, after being silent for half a century, Uncle Li shook his head tremblingly:
"No...no...I'm...going back...to my hometown."
He spoke each word with great emphasis, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Qin Du lowered his voice and asked, "Why, Uncle Li, do you have any concerns?"
Uncle Li was stunned for a long time, and opened his mouth reluctantly:
"Go back... go back to my hometown, Xingxing..."
No one quite understood what was said, but Liu Jingheng did.
When he was interning at the Qin family, Uncle Li loved to find him to chat and dally when he had nothing to do. Uncle Li said that he was born in a very poor mountain village, and it was during a famine, with starving people everywhere. But even so, living there also brought happiness that was at the peak of despair.
Uncle Li was only eight or nine years old at the time, and he often went up the mountain and down the river with his fellow children from the village, picking fruit and fishing. His family was so poor that they didn't even have a roof, and only had a piece of oil-paper cloth to keep out the wind and rain.
Later, there was a heavy rainstorm that blew away the oil-paper cloth and the roof was gone. At night, Uncle Li and his brothers and sisters lay on the ground and counted the stars.
One, two, three, four, five, six, strung together in a string, and just like that, I grew up counting the stars day by day.
For Uncle Li, compared to the extravagance of the big city, that poor and dilapidated little village was the path he had walked step by step back from, and it was also the only image that emerged in his mind when he stepped into the gates of hell.
In the big city of Jinhai, no one would actually accept him as an outsider; but in his dream hometown, those little friends covered in mud would always open their arms to him.
He wanted to go home. Even if he really couldn't survive this time, he wanted to be buried in his hometown and turn into a handful of spring mud to nourish the land that gave birth to him.
Liu Jingheng held Uncle Li's hand tightly and nodded:
"When you're better, I'll quietly send you back home."
Uncle Li slowly closed his eyes, as if he was too tired. He tilted his head and fell asleep quietly.
Seeing that it was getting late, Qin Du asked the nanny to take good care of Uncle Li, left her a card, and then took Liu Jingheng home.
Liu Jingheng was very silent along the way.
Qin Du knew that he was feeling bad, so out of mercy, he stopped the car on the way and bought him a sausage.
Liu Jingheng carried the sausage all the way and didn't eat it until she got home, which gave Penny a good deal.
night.
Qin Du came out of the shower, wiping his half-wet hair, and passed by Liu Jingheng's room and glanced inside.
Liu Jingheng knelt in front of the French window and stared at the night sky, surrounded by three little ones.
It sounded like he was still mumbling something.
Qin Du wiped his hair vigorously to remove the dampness, sat down on the ground next to Liu Jingheng, and asked:
"What are you looking at?"
Liu Jingheng looked at the night sky, pointed at it with her finger, and said nonchalantly:
"Count the stars. But why are there no stars in the sky?"
Qin Du looked up. In the dark blue night sky, only scattered stars could be seen occasionally. The rest were buried by the brilliant neon lights of this city that never sleeps.
"You can hardly see the stars in the city because the lights are too bright," Qin Du explained.
Liu Jingheng was silent for a long time, then suddenly asked without any context:
“Is the star I see in New York the same one I see here?”
"Of course." Qin Du thought the question was stupid, but he patiently explained, "The stars are too far away, so they look small. In fact, there are countless stars that are larger than the Earth."
After another long silence, Liu Jingheng slowly turned around and looked at Qin Du with eyes that were like stars in the city night sky, slightly dim:
"Can I not go to New York?"
Qin Du frowned:
"reason."
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