Chapter 91 Can I still go back? "Chen Song! Is it...
"Chen Song! Is that you?!"
The young man's angry cry cut through the patter of rain, drawing ever closer. A familiar voice and appearance searched through his memory bank, finally matching him to the right person.
Chen Song recognized whose voice it was, Sheng Zimo.
The person who snatched away his training opportunity in Ruoyang, snatched away his banner, and snatched away his honor.
Chen Song stopped and turned around.
A man in black was running towards him in the misty rain, splashing water all over his body. He was soaking wet without an umbrella, and the rain pressed his black hair against his scalp, partially obscuring his eyes.
However, no matter how the dirty rain poured down or how the wet hair caught his eye, his eyes still stared at Chen Song without blinking, and his blood-red eyes exuded strong hostility and hatred.
The slanting wind blew a drop of dirty rain into Chen Song's eyes, which stung a little. Chen Song closed his eyes tightly. At this moment, a strong hand clamped his shoulder and pulled him. The raindrops on the umbrella fell on his clothes, and he was so cold that his whole body froze.
Chen Song opened his eyes and saw Sheng Zimo's almost crazy face right in front of him.
Sheng Zimo slapped the umbrella out of Chen Song's hand, and the umbrella was blown a long distance by the wind and fell to the ground in the distance.
"It's you, Chen Song," Sheng Zimo said with a twisted and arrogant smile. "I didn't expect to see you here."
"Oh, right, I remembered, isn't this the Yile team building period? Didn't you guys throw Lin Zhengzhen into jail? Why is this team building still going on? Huh?"
The pain in Chen Song's shoulder intensified, and Sheng Zimo seemed to want to dig five fingers into him. Chen Song didn't struggle, standing still. With his always cold eyes, he stared at Sheng Zimo's distorted features and said calmly, "He did it himself. We didn't throw him in there."
Sheng Zimo's brows furiously turned, his eyes wide open. He grabbed Chen Song by the collar and threw him against the car next to him. Chen Song's back hit the hard car floor with a dull thud. His raised head was forced to face the sky, and the pouring rain continuously hit his face, hitting his eyes and rushing into his mouth and nose.
"If it's not you, then who else?" Sheng Zimo shouted, "If it's not you, he can live off Yile for the rest of his life!"
Sheng Zimo gripped Chen Song's collar tightly, pressing his fist against his throat, choking him. Chen Song coughed a few times, the rain pouring down his throat, choking him.
Chen Song leaned on the car to gain leverage and pushed Sheng Zimo away with all his strength. Sheng Zimo still held Chen Song tightly. The two of them staggered two steps and fell to the ground, splashing a large puddle of rain water.
"What do you want?" Chen Song said coldly.
Sheng Zimo turned over and sat on Chen Song's waist. He grabbed Chen Song's collar with both hands and laughed faintly: "What do I want? What else can I do? I can't kill you."
Sheng Zimo paused as soon as he finished speaking, and was stunned for a moment. Then his eyes like the abyss stared at Chen Song, and after a moment he laughed again.
Chen Song read the sudden murderous intent in his eyes.
"Do you know why I'm here?" Sheng Zimo laughed so hard his whole body trembled. "Ah?! Do you know? You fucking don't know! How the hell could you possibly know! I'm telling you now!"
"My mom was so angry at my dad that she had a stroke! After she was finally saved, she can only lie in the hospital! I cry and shout for her to wake up every day, but she just won't wake up! I can only come here to pray to the Buddha!"
"It's all because of you! It's because of you that Gu Mo went into Yile and took down Lin Zhengzhen, and exposed the affair between my dad and that bitch Cai Ying! He fired all of us! What right did he have? Was it just because he was rich? Fuck!"
"Did you see that?" Sheng Zimo pulled up the wet hair that was pressing against his forehead. There was a shocking scar on his forehead. "He cut me with a knife himself!"
He used his other hand to lift up Chen Song's wet hair and poked the scar in the same position.
"Because I left a scar on you, he's going to pay you back double! I'm a fucking homosexual, I'll fuck your mother!"
Chen Song paused, the rain soaking his eyes. He blinked and stared blankly at the scar on Sheng Zimo's forehead. The scar was deeper and longer, and fell exactly where the smaller scar on his head would have been.
Sheng Zimo punched Chen Song in the face: "It's all your fault!! It's all because of you that I ruined my life! I ruined my family!"
Chen Song's head tilted sideways, a little blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Sheng Zimo's fist was about to fall again, but Chen Song raised his arm to block it and punched him back in the face.
Chen Song grabbed Sheng Zimo's clothes, turned over, pushed him to the ground, and slowly got up from the ground.
"Everything is the consequence of the choice you made back then." Chen Song spat out a mouthful of blood. "It has nothing to do with me, and it has nothing to do with him either. It's not me who destroyed your life and family, nor is it anyone else besides me. It's you who destroyed everything."
"You've always treated me as your rival," Chen Song suddenly smiled, "but I've never paid attention to you. People are always looking at the positions above, guess why I didn't look at you."
"Because you don't deserve it."
"Whether it's professionalism or character, I look down on you."
Chen Song took two steps and looked down at him. The rain fell along his cold gaze and hit Sheng Zimo's head.
"You say I destroyed your family. Wasn't it your father who destroyed your family? Wasn't it you who failed to stop your father? Wasn't it you and Cai Ying who teamed up to steal my training spot and my banner? You can't have your cake and eat it too. How could you swallow so much at once with such a narrow mind?"
Sheng Zimo stared at Chen Song in humiliation, but he was too cold to stand up. He was shaking all over: "Chen Song! You will die a miserable death! It was you who killed my mother! It was you, it was you!"
"It's not me! ... It's not me..."
Sheng Zimo suddenly burst into tears, his tears mixed with the rainwater flowing down, making it difficult for him to see Chen Song in front of him, or the world in front of him.
"Why? Why is God so unfair? Why are you better than me in everything? Why? Your professional knowledge and surgical skills are so good, so talented, I am inferior to you in every way. And you have Gu Mo as your backer, why? Just because you can sell your ass to people for fucking! It's so fucking disgusting! Why am I so happy that everything I have is ruined, and you are still living so happily! Sweet and happy with that damn gay!"
Chen Song sneered, didn't argue with him anymore, turned around and continued walking towards the parking space.
Fair? When has God ever been fair? He has no one but himself. He has never been a genius, nor does he have any natural talent. When others put in 100%, he has to give 200%.
The bright side of him that Sheng Zimo saw was the protective shell he wanted Sheng Zimo to see, which he showed to the world.
As for the dark side, only he himself knows how much effort and pain he has experienced behind it.
Chen Song didn't even need the umbrella anymore. He walked to the parking space and got in the car immediately. He took out the mobile phone from his pocket, wiped the rain off it, turned on the navigation, put it on the bracket, and started the car.
When Chen Song drove out, Sheng Zimo was gone, leaving only an umbrella lying upside down on the ground.
Chen Song's tense nerves slowly relaxed, the rain still falling on his body. Chen Song casually took a few tissues to wipe it, turned on the navigation again, and planned to go back home to change clothes before going to Lu Yuan's house.
The wipers slid quickly in front of the glass window. The rain was pouring down, the fog was getting thicker, the sky was getting darker, and the road ahead was unclear. The mountain road was rugged and there were no street lights. Chen Song turned on the high beam and slowed down.
As winter approaches, the night spreads faster. The branches climbing on the mountain walls are like the limbs of animals with bared fangs and claws, and the scattered mountains are like a giant python surrounding Chen Song.
The last time Chen Song drove over the mountain road was to Chen Shengping's grave. But that night the sky was clear, not as eerie as it is today.
He couldn't help but wonder if the mountain scenery wouldn't be so scary if it wasn't raining and the night sky was clear.
The same scenery, facing different weather conditions, presents completely different styles. Chen Song looked at the night scene and couldn't help but feel a sense of fear from the bottom of his heart, a reverence for the mysterious nature.
The cell phone rang, it was Lu Yuan calling.
Chen Song clicked on the call and answered: "Hello."
Lu Yuan: "Hey, has Chen Songchao gone back yet? It's raining heavily."
"Yeah, I'm on my way. I'm driving slowly, it's okay."
"Okay, then it's okay if you drive slowly."
"Um."
"Then I'm hanging up."
"Bye-Bye."
Chen Song was indeed driving slowly. In order to ease his fear of the night, he connected the Bluetooth and played relaxing and soothing music, which made him feel much better.
Suddenly, there was a "bang" and a car crashed into him. Chen Song was thrown forward and then pulled back by the seat belt.
He looked at the rearview mirror, which was blurred by the rain. He could only see a car behind him with its high beams on. The dazzling light made it difficult for him to see the car body. At this time, the car hit him again.
Chen Song was shocked. This was not an accident. Someone was deliberately hitting him.
There were only two or three cars in the entire parking lot, and there were only him and Sheng Zimo there just now. This person must be him, and he was the only one who had this motive.
Chen Song hadn't expected him to do something so ruthless, so he stepped on the accelerator and sped up to distance himself from him. But even so, the car's speed was still controlled at a safe level because the rain was so heavy that Chen Song didn't dare to drive too fast.
The car behind me continued to accelerate and hit me, completely ignoring the rain and slippery road.
Chen Song's hand slipped due to the collision, and the car quickly went towards the mountain wall. He suddenly grabbed the steering wheel again and turned it back, stepping on the accelerator to the bottom. The car brushed past the iron net on the mountain wall and then quickly drifted in an arc to return to the original road. Unexpectedly, the car behind him hit him violently again. This was a curve, and the car flew straight towards the cliff. When Chen Song raised his eyes, his eyes suddenly shrank and he stepped on the brakes.
But it was too late. The front of the car crashed through the guardrail and flew a distance, falling rapidly. The feeling of weightlessness exploded in his heart like an electric current. Chen Song's heart began to beat violently, and the scenes passing by around him suddenly became slow.
Only the sound of rain still hitting the car body.
die.
This was the only thought in Chen Song's mind.
When this thought came to mind, my violently beating heart suddenly became calm.
Chen Song heard himself take a deep breath and then closed his eyes.
It turns out that God won't torture him anymore. Is this his main point...
The past flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope. Since he was born, Chen Shengping and Yu Li had been in love for a short while, then they began to quarrel and then fell apart.
He had a cold and distant relationship with his father. His father went out to gamble and came back late, so he went to school early and went to bed early, and could only be woken up in his sleep by the coughing of his father when he came back late at night.
His father smoked a lot and his cough was always violent and incessant, which frightened him. Although he and his father were not close, no one wanted their father to have a serious health problem.
He endured it for a long time, finally mustering up the courage to ask his father to smoke less. But his father scolded him, and he no longer had the courage to speak up. He always hated his own cowardice, but every time he mustered up the courage, it seemed like he had used up all his energy.
His mother always had a stern look in her eyes and ignored him. No matter how hard she tried to please him, she couldn't get any praise. Other mothers would hold their children and call them "baby" or affectionate nicknames, but Chen Song didn't have one. When he was young, he couldn't help but ask his mother why he didn't have a nickname.
The mother asked, "What should I call you? Kitten? Puppy?"
His father called him a useless piece of shit who couldn't even buy cigarettes. His mother said she regretted giving birth to him. He felt no love in this family, no love from his parents, no love between his parents. Nothing at all.
His parents were always arguing, throwing things and fighting over money. He could do nothing to stop them, nothing to change, and could only shed frail, useless tears.
The debt collectors came, and my father ran away. My mother began to stay away from home more often because she found a new man. When my father returned, we started arguing again about our separation. My father fell and became a vegetable, and my mother followed him and left.
That man also made him bear 30 million in debt. Oh, thinking of 30 million, he thought of Gu Mo.
He later met Gu Mo.
Gu Mo is good, but he's also bad. He always disappears for long periods of time. We might only see each other once or twice a month. There are no WeChat messages from Gu Mo, and he never responds to texts. He only occasionally answers calls.
He knew that he knew nothing about Gu Mo. No matter what he asked, he never responded. He was like a person who was ready to leave at any time. He rarely felt love from him, and it was more of a bed partner relationship.
But he just loves Gu Mo, like an obsession. He can't forget the way he found Gu Mo on the roadside, and he can't forget the sudden appearance of Gu Mo in that dying summer.
I can't forget the time when he had a fever during the change of seasons in September and October, and Gu Mo stayed up all night with him. Gu Mo must have some feelings for him, but it didn't seem like love.
Gu Mo's feelings for him were like a piece of very precious candy that he was reluctant to eat. Every time he was about to give up, he would lick it and walk for a long time.
Until he found out that Gu Mo was fake.
The deception, the pain, their kiss, the phone call that lasted all night...
Until the last moment of his life, he still couldn't let go of the pain... Maybe death was never the end of fear for him, but a relief for the soul to stop thinking.
Chen Song smiled. Finally, I can finally take a break.
The car fell rapidly, breaking through the cushioning of the bushes, and slammed into the rocks with a "bang", rolling two or three times before coming to a stop...
The images of the past were interrupted at that moment, and the last scene stopped when Gu Xingjue kicked over the stool and left the ward.
The wind kept blowing the door, making a soft sound...
Countless fragments pierced into Chen Song's body, causing him to quickly lose consciousness.
When Chen Song regained consciousness, the hazy ringtone of his phone became clearer and clearer. The sound of rain continued to fall. He opened his heavy eyelids, and cold blood dripped from them into his eye sockets, blurring his vision.
He blinked, his right eye turned blood red, and his left eye gradually became clear.
He felt energy gradually overflowing from his body, and he felt so cold.
Not dead yet, huh?
His breathing was light and his head was heavy. The phone on the stand was on, and the lock screen showed an incoming WeChat call.
Who called?
Lu Yuan? Are you urging him to go back and celebrate Tang Shihe's birthday?
Can I still go back...
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