Half a page, four lines, a promise to save a dying person
"No problem!" As the matter was urgent, Qian Jianjun had already set off when he replied.
Not long after, Qian Jianjun returned to the coffee shop and walked straight to Xue Jiuyue's table.
"The girl glanced over here before she left. I was afraid she would recognize me, so I asked Lao Zhou to follow her secretly and I came back first. Don't worry, Lao Zhou is a special forces soldier, he will be fine." Qian Jianjun's breathing was a little faster, and there was sweat on his forehead.
Xue Jiuyue said with concern: "Sit down and rest for a while."
"Thank you, Xiao Zhou." Qian Jianjun took a sip of the coffee Zhou Ying brought over, calmed down his breath, and explained to Xue Jiuyue, "The girl has never met Lao Zhou, so it's absolutely safe. Lao Zhou also has the coffee shop's phone number, and he will call the store if there is any problem."
Xue Jiuyue finally calmed down and explained, "Thank you, Mr. Qian. You and that girl are destined to be together. Remember when we first chatted, I chased away a scumbag, saying that he walked out of here holding hands with a girl."
"Is this the girl?"
"Yes, she hasn't shown up for a while, until today. When we were chatting just now, I felt that she was not in a good state, and her eyes were scattered. First she asked for a piece of bread for confession, talked in a low voice for a while, and finally ate it bite by bite. Later, she went to the venting room again, and when she came out, not only was she not better, but there was a kind of lifeless despair in her eyes. Especially when she came out and waved and closed the door, the powerlessness of her arm as if it was broken made me feel a piercing pain. I was worried that something would happen to her, and I was afraid that I was worrying too much, and I was afraid that she would recognize the people in our store, so I urgently asked you to help follow her. I hope I am overthinking it. Anyway, I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Qian!" Xue Jiuyue felt a little sorry for bothering the other party just because of her guess, so she explained it in detail.
"It's okay, it's okay! I really like you! You are so kind and helpful! I am just trying to catch up with you. It's just a small thing and it's not worth mentioning. What's more, I enjoy it." Qian Jianjun praised sincerely.
Xue Jiuyue didn't hesitate and picked up the previous topic again, "Where were we talking about just now? Oh, we were talking about your wife suspecting that you reported her accounting firm."
"Yes, no matter how I explained, she wouldn't believe me! I had no choice but to use my connections to find out it was a competitor of their firm who did it. Only then did she stop making a fuss, half believing it. To prevent future trouble, we agreed not to talk about work matters after we got home. I thought that would resolve the conflict. But it didn't last long. As the company grew and I became busier, her suspicions only grew worse, and it was out of control. She was always suspicious, suspecting me of having an affair, including that time, and you were the victim. I'm really sorry."
"Didn't you try to communicate?"
"We've communicated countless times. I sincerely hope she can stay home to take care of the family while I support and pamper her. Perhaps her dismissal from the company left a scar on her. The mere mention of asking her to stay home and not work is like treading a dragon's scales, drawing a blazing wrath. By now, I'm completely fed up and my patience is completely worn out. I just hope we can both be free as soon as possible."
"After all, you've been married for such a long time, are you so determined to end it?"
Qian Jianjun shook off the painful memories, took another sip of his coffee, and leaned back on the sofa before slowly speaking, "I've done everything I could to be kind and righteous. I've let her act like a fool for years, still trying to save this relationship as always. She was the one who initiated the divorce, and on our wedding day she told me she wouldn't bring it up easily. If I did, I'd let her go and give her freedom. This is a last ditch effort, and it's good for everyone."
"In that case, I can consider it..." Xue Jiuyue's voice was a little hesitant. He took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, but only uttered a few words that were so faint that they were almost transparent, "I accept your agreement."
"What? Really?" Qian Jianjun couldn't believe his ears, but he did hear those words.
Xue Jiuyue's blood was almost overflowing from her face. She lowered her head, took out two printed A4 papers from her bag and placed them on the table.
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Old Zhou was far behind the girl in the white dress. He didn't know what had caused her to lose all her strength, and she was staggering and wobbling, which made Old Zhou very worried.
She stumbled forward, reaching an intersection. She glanced left and right, then up at the sky, then ran a red light, continuing on her own. Several cars slammed on the brakes, but despite the drivers' yells and honking, she remained unmoved, continuing to walk forward, one step at a time. Old Zhou, terrified, watched and hurried over to her, hoping to prevent any mishaps and provide immediate medical assistance.
Later she came to a tall building, stopped and looked up and down for a while, then walked in.
Fortunately, she didn't take the elevator, but instead walked up the stairs one by one to the top floor. Lao Zhou followed quietly, sticking close to the wall. The building was very high, and the girl stopped and started, occasionally mumbling to herself and sobbing. Fearing discovery, Lao Zhou didn't dare to follow too closely, keeping about half a floor away.
Just like this, one after another, when Lao Zhou climbed to the roof, the girl in the white dress was already standing on the rooftop railing. Her white dress fluttered in the wind, like a blooming magnolia hanging on a branch, swaying with the beauty and farewell of life.
Lao Zhou was behind the girl, trying to approach her as quietly as possible. As he neared his destination, Lao Zhou could clearly see a sliver of the girl's calf, delicate as a lotus root, peeking out from beneath her long skirt. But then the girl heard the faintest sound of footsteps and glanced sideways at Lao Zhou. Her smooth, jade-like calf visibly bent forward before Lao Zhou's eyes.
The anxious old Zhou tried his best to make a somersault, and at the same time opened his arms in the air, wrapped the girl's waist like a bag, and pulled her back from the hands of death.
The two of them fell heavily to the rooftop. Lao Zhou quickly got up and checked on the girl. Whether it was from the impact or shock, she had passed out. Her breathing was steady, so she should be fine, but there was blood oozing from her body...
Qian Jianjun looked at the A4 paper in front of him. It was an "Agreement," consisting of only four clauses, about half a page long. The first two clauses were identical to the first two clauses of the "Agreement" he had drafted. Xue Jiuyue had changed the third clause to read, "3. Ms. Xue Jiuyue will not accept any gifts, cash gifts, or securities from Mr. Qian Jianjun. If Mr. Qian Jianjun violates Ms. Xue Jiuyue's wishes and gives her gifts, cash gifts, or securities, it will be deemed a termination of this Agreement."
Xue Jiyue also added, "Fourth, Ms. Xue Jiyue has the right to terminate this agreement at any time and sever all contact with Mr. Qian Jianjun. If Mr. Qian Jianjun continues to harass her after the termination of this agreement, Ms. Xue Jiyue has the right to report Mr. Qian Jianjun to the public security authorities for harassment."
"Thank you, Xiaoyue. Thank you so much!" Qian Jianjun was very excited after seeing the words clearly written on paper, but he still raised an objection, "Isn't this third point a bit too harsh? Isn't it normal for friends to give each other gifts?"
"This agreement just means that I know you have some inappropriate thoughts about me, but I still hope to be ordinary friends with you. If anyone doubts our relationship or throws dirty water on us, this agreement can be regarded as evidence of my innocence." Xue Jiuyue broke free from her shyness and stated her point of view, "I really cherish our friendship. After all, it's hard to find a soulmate, but it's impossible between us. As for the gifts between friends you mentioned, it depends on the situation! If I feel it's over the line, I will tell you. Friends should respect each other, right?"
“Yes, yes, mutual respect!”
Qian Jianjun was very satisfied with the outcome. He had been prepared for Xue Jiuyue's rejection. Whether it was his own marital situation, Xue Jiuyue's exceptional qualities, or her mysterious past, it all made pursuing her a long shot. However, Qian Jianjun's accumulated confidence over the years taught him that nothing is impossible for those who set their minds to it!
"Mr. Qian, there's a call for you." Zhou Ying's sweet voice rarely carried a hint of urgency.
When Qian Jianjun returned, his face was grave. "Xiaoyue, thank goodness you were more careful. That girl was really trying to commit suicide, but luckily Lao Zhou saved her. She's now in the People's Hospital."
"Let's go and take a look!"
"Walk."
In the hospital, Lao Zhou anxiously stood at the door of the ward.
He was a man of few words and simply explained the situation to Qian Jianjun and the others. When asked at the end if he was seriously injured, his words were evasive and he couldn't explain clearly for a long time.
At this time, the doctor came over and asked, "Excuse me, are you the patient's family members?"
"Yes, friends!" Xue Jiuyue replied.
"Oh, then you'd better notify the family."
"What? Is it serious?"
"The patient is no longer seriously ill and only needs to rest. However, she had a miscarriage before coming here, and she is emotionally unstable. She may need comfort and counseling, and it might be better for her family to handle the situation. We have specially arranged for a nurse to take care of her personally, in case of any further mishaps. However, the hospital cannot just care for one patient, and the family needs to intervene as soon as possible."
"Okay, doctor, don't worry, leave it to me!" Xue Jiuyue volunteered to take it.
After the doctor left, Xue Jiuyue thanked Lao Zhou first: "Thank you, Brother Zhou, thank you so much today!"
"You're welcome. This child is still so young, like a flower. I will do my best to save her!" Old Zhou still felt sorry for the girl.
"Mr. Qian, I'm a girl. I'll go and persuade her. Why don't you and Brother Zhou go back first? I'll come back to thank Brother Zhou another day."
Qian Jianjun disagreed with Xue Jiuyue's arrangement. "Xiaoyue, look at what you said. If you run into any emergency, you'll need a helper. Lao Zhou and I will sit outside the door to look after you!"
"Okay then, I'll go in and take a look at the situation first."
The girl lay dazed on the hospital bed, her expression drawn and bloodless, her face so pale it almost blended into the white hospital sheets. Her shoulder-length black hair was scattered messily across her face and pillow. Her once impressive autumn eyes were now as desolate as two dry wells.
Xue Jiuyue sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at this girl who was as pure as a crystal not long ago, and didn't know how to start.
Finally, she was the first to break the silence, "My name is Xue Jiuyue, you can call me Sister Yue."
There was no response at all.
"May I have your name?"
The dead silence was stretched out indefinitely by the ticking of the second hand, making people feel even more anxious. Xue Jiuyue could only mutter to herself, "I know I haven't experienced your pain, so no matter how I try to persuade you, it will be pale and powerless. But you know what, I envy your pain."
Still no response, Xue Jiuyue continued to talk to herself, "I don't even remember that I've ever been in love. Yes, I don't remember at all. My psychiatrist said that I must have a sealed memory, which causes nightmares, insomnia, and physical contact with people. Whenever I have physical contact with someone, even if it's just a tiny rub against the skin, it feels like an electric shock, a needle prick, or a burning pain. What's even more unbearable is that the pain doesn't transmit inward from the skin, but bursts directly from the heart and mind. I can't get rid of it, I can't break free, I can't help it, and it lingers. It's okay when I touch girls, and it's basically fine after I get familiar with them. But when I touch strangers and men, the intense pain is completely unbearable."
Xue Jiuyueyu told her story like an inner monologue, as if she was confiding in a "confession" bread. "I don't know why I'm like this, so I can't tell anyone except the people closest to me. I can only bear it in silence! I can't fall in love, and I can't let myself fall in love. Can I bear to see the man I love suffer because of my illness? In my memory, I don't even have a hug. Even if it was a scumbag, even if it was a perfunctory one, even if I knew it was a scam, just a hug, just one would be enough, but there wasn't even one. So I envy your pain. The deeper the pain, the happier you were before. Do you know? When I saw you and that boy walking out of the coffee shop hand in hand, fingers intertwined, I was so envious. I don't even know what that feeling is. Is it the feeling of warmth, security, and solidity, heart to heart?"
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