Chapter 162 You Still Care About Me
Fu Zheng squeezed the divorce certificate in his hand so hard that his knuckles turned white.
For a moment, he wanted to tear it into pieces at all costs!
The staff member held up two marriage certificates that had been stamped invalid and asked, "Do you still want these? If not, we will destroy them directly."
"Yes!" Fu Zheng took it and stuffed one of the books into Wen Liang's hand.
Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything. He put it in his bag along with the divorce certificate and said, "Let's go."
"Um."
On the way back, Wen Liang opened the car window and the cold wind blew on his face, freezing him to the bone.
She looked at her face in the right rearview mirror, expressionless.
Her heart was not as light as she had imagined, but rather heavy.
The subtle sourness and pain slowly climbed up to her heart.
It's not very painful, but my entire chest feels stuffy and uncomfortable.
Wen Liang tried hard to open her eyes wide so that Fu Zheng wouldn't see her red eyes.
Too.
From the age of sixteen to twenty-five, that’s nearly ten years. Even if you raise a dog, you will be reluctant to let it go suddenly, let alone a human being?
That was the person she had liked for ten years.
It is a ray of sunshine in her cold and dark life, and the direction she strives to pursue.
He has become part of her life and a habit.
How is it possible to let go in such a short time?
But after all these years, she still failed to warm his heart.
She had tried so hard that she was exhausted and no longer had the ability to love him.
So she wanted to let it go.
Wen Liang suppressed the pain in his heart and tried hard to put on a smile.
Goodbye, sixteen-year-old Wen Liang.
From now on, she will say goodbye to her past and start a new life!
"Fu Zheng." Wen Liang suddenly shouted.
"Hmm?" Fu Zheng looked at the rearview mirror and saw Wen Liang's calm smile.
He liked to see her smile.
Just at this moment, the smile on her face was so dazzling.
She must be very happy to be completely free of him and be with Zhou Yu!
"I know you're not satisfied with this marriage. You've been feeling very depressed these past three years. I owe you an apology for wasting so much of your time. Now that we're divorced, I sincerely wish you to be with your beloved, grow old together, and live a happy and fulfilling life."
The last time he came to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Fu Zheng said something similar to her.
When she heard his blessing at that time, her heart was torn and bleeding, and she hesitated in reply.
After being so late for so long, she could finally calmly return this blessing to him.
A sour feeling rose up in Fu Zheng's throat, making his eyes hot, and he quickly lowered his eyes.
She must really not love him to say such words of blessing to him.
However, his beloved is going to divorce him. How can they live happily together until old age?
Beep——
At this moment, a yellow supercar ignored the red light and rushed straight from the street on the right.
It was too late to brake at this time. Fu Zheng's pupils narrowed and he turned the steering wheel to the right without thinking.
The two cars collided head-on.
Bang——
The huge noise made Wen Liang's brain go blank for a moment.
After the world spun around, the car stopped and she slowly regained consciousness from the passenger seat.
Enduring the pain, he turned his head slightly and saw Fu Zheng lying on the steering wheel, blood flowing down his temples.
The sharp sound of brakes, her father's bleeding face, the burning car, the truck driver's hideous face, familiar scenes once again emerged in her mind.
Wen Liang's face turned pale, he was covered in cold sweat, and his body was shaking uncontrollably. The scene in front of him became increasingly blurred, and then he lost consciousness.
…
When he woke up again, Wen Liang found himself in the hospital.
She sat up and was about to call the nurse, but she saw Fu Zheng lying on another bed, with a bandage wrapped around his head, an IV drip on the back of his hand, wearing a hospital gown, and unconscious.
He was so tall that the bed could hardly accommodate him.
Thinking of what happened before he fell into a coma, Wen Liang's heartbeat suddenly stopped for a moment. He rushed to Fu Zheng's bed in panic and held his hand tightly, "Fu Zheng? How are you? Wake up!"
Her heart was already beating in her throat.
She had never been so scared before. She was afraid that Fu Zheng would be like his father, fall into a coma after the car accident and never wake up again.
She did not forget that the truck had come from the right and was heading towards the passenger seat where she was sitting.
If her father had not turned the steering wheel right and used his body to protect her, he would not have died, but she would have died.
Just like this time.
Fu Zheng also left the danger to himself.
Is Fu Zheng going to leave me too?!
No matter how Wen Liang shouted, Fu Zheng on the hospital bed did not respond at all.
Wen Liang's eyes turned red, and the fear in her heart increased, "Fu Zheng, don't die!"
She thought she had let it go calmly, but when she saw Fu Zheng lying lifeless on the bed, her heart felt like it was being tightly grasped and kneaded by an invisible big hand, and her whole heart was pulled up.
If something really happened to Fu Zheng, Wen Liang would not forgive himself.
She is a disaster star, always bringing all kinds of misfortune to those around her!
She should be the one to die!
"Don't cry, I'm fine." A hoarse voice sounded.
Hearing the voice, Wen Liang looked up and saw that Fu Zheng had opened his eyes without knowing when.
His head was wrapped in white gauze, and he looked at her deeply with his hair slightly disheveled. His handsome face was a little pale, but it gave him a fragile beauty.
Wen Liang was stunned unconsciously.
At that moment, she seemed to hear her own heartbeat.
"What's wrong? Are you stunned by joy?" Fu Zheng's lips curled up slightly, making him look even more handsome and elegant.
Wen Liang couldn't help swallowing, endless joy and relief welling up in her heart. She turned away her eyes and wiped the tears from her face, "No... I'm glad you're okay."
"How are you? Are you hurt?"
Wen Liang shook his head. "No, I'm fine. Are you feeling unwell? I'll call a nurse for you."
After saying that, she stood up and called the nurse without waiting for Fu Zheng to speak.
When the nurse arrived, Wen Liang asked anxiously, "Nurse, is his injury serious?"
"Him?" The nurse glanced at Fu Zheng lying on the bed. "He has two broken ribs and a concussion. It's not serious. He just needs to be hospitalized for recuperation."
After hearing the nurse's words, Wen Liang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Sitting on the hospital bed, he was still frightened.
After the nurse left, Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang deeply and asked softly, "Why were you so anxious just now? Are you afraid that I'll die?"
Wen Liang didn't answer his question, but stared blankly out the window, "Back then, my father turned the steering wheel to the right in an emergency to save me, exposing himself to death. Just now, I saw you lying motionless on the steering wheel, and I suddenly remembered..."
"Don't be afraid, I won't die. I won't suddenly abandon you like your uncle did." Fu Zheng comforted softly.
Wen Liang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved that he had survived the ordeal, but at the same time, he also felt mixed emotions.
She was just worried and confused. If Fu Zheng was really dead, he should be lying in the morgue. How could he be in the ward?
Thinking of the crisis, Fu Zheng turned the steering wheel to the right.
The father's actions can be said to be a father-daughter love.
But Fu Zheng...
Did he know that if the car accident had been more severe, he would most likely have died?
"Aliang, you still care about me, right?" Fu Zheng looked at her with hopeful eyes.
It was as if seeds of fire were sown in his heart, igniting the flames of hope.
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