Abduction
Zhaofeng, VIP ward of private hospital.
The smell of disinfectant was so strong that it could not be dispelled. Outside the window, rain had started to fall again, hitting the glass with a dull and regular sound.
Chen Nanxing leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Ji Chuan who seemed to have lost all his strength. A trace of guilt flashed through his heart, but more of it was a sense of calmness that everything had settled.
She had long been accustomed to living with illness, but she had not expected that this young man who came to her at the end of her life with genuine enthusiasm would find it so difficult to accept her condition after learning about it.
Ji Chuan's throat felt like it had been rubbed by sandpaper, and his voice was extremely hoarse: "Is it still curable?"
"Xiao Ji, I don't want to be treated."
Chen Nanxing's voice was very soft, like the raindrops drifting outside the window:
"When it was discovered, it was already in the late stages and had spread. The doctor said there was no point in surgery, and chemotherapy would only delay it and was too painful. I didn't want to spend my final days in a hospital bed. Living without dignity is more frightening to me than death itself."
Ji Chuan stood up suddenly, and the chair legs made a sharp sound as they rubbed against the ground.
His eyes were red, like a trapped young animal, and his voice was filled with suppressed tremors: "So you're giving up? You don't even try?"
His words were broken and choked with a hint of helplessness.
Ji Chuan couldn't understand this kind of calmness that remained unchanged in the face of death, this kind of resolute non-resistance.
Chen Nanxing faced Ji Chuan's collapse. She tilted her head and pointed outside at the new buds shrouded in misty drizzle. A faint smile appeared on her pale face, and that smile was filled with a sense of relief that Ji Chuan could not understand:
"In the small season, the morning sun leaps out of the horizon, the stars and the moon disappear into the long night; the old leaves decay into mud, and the new buds climb onto the branches. Every life will pass away, and everyone will reach the same end, but I am just one step ahead."
Death is far away from Ji Chuan, who is healthy and full of vigor, but very close to Chen Nanxing.
Ji Chuan stood stiffly beside the bed, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he felt no pain at all.
He looked at the frail woman in front of him. She was obviously tortured by illness and was just a bag of bones, but her eyes were clear and firm, with a determination that he could not shake.
A huge feeling of powerlessness washed over him like an icy tide. He opened his mouth, but all the words of comfort, pleading, and even anger were stuck in his throat, ultimately turning into a painful, broken moan.
He slowly lay down in front of Chen Nanxing's bed, holding his head with his hands, and his shoulders trembled slightly uncontrollably.
Chen Nanxing knew he was crying, but she did not try to comfort him or say anything against her will, because that was her concept of death.
The sobbing continued for a long time. Ji Chuan raised his head from the bed with red eyes and nose. He wiped his face carelessly and took a deep breath, as if to suppress all the surging emotions back into his heart.
The rain outside the window was still falling, and the rhythm of the rain hitting the glass seemed to hit his heart directly.
Ji Chuan looked at Chen Nanxing. Her calmness was like a silent mirror, reflecting his panic and helplessness.
The extremely painful collapse entangled him like a parasitic vine. Ji Chuan's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and he finally found his voice, although it was still nasal:
"Are you hungry? I'll go buy you some food. What do you want to eat?"
"It will be all right."
His questions were ordinary, and her answers were also ordinary, as if the violent collision between life and death just now had never happened.
But this ordinariness itself carries a heartbreaking weight.
Ji Chuan nodded, forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and closed the door of the ward.
He might not come back.
Chen Nanxing got out of bed, stood by the window in his slippers, watching the light raindrops hitting the window, the new green buds growing on the branches, and the pedestrians holding umbrellas downstairs.
She stood there for more than an hour, motionless like a sculpture, until there was a "bang" and the ward door was pushed open from the outside, and her soul like a sculpture was awakened.
Chen Nanxing guessed that it might be a nurse, or Ji Chuan who had returned. She turned her head and saw a tall and straight figure appear at the door, with lingering dampness and coldness.
It was Lin Shanglu, whom I had not seen for nearly a month.
The rain outside had not stopped yet. The shoulders of Lin Shanglu's suit jacket were soaked dark by the rain. His hair was not as neat as before. A few strands were scattered in front of his forehead, adding a bit of sharpness.
His gaze was like a precise searchlight, instantly locking onto Chen Nanxing. When he saw her pale, thin cheeks and the loose hospital gown on her body, his pupils suddenly constricted and his jawline tightened.
"Come back with me!"
His tone was firm and unyielding:
"Nanxing, now is not the time to be angry. I have contacted the best doctor in Country D and he is already in City B. Come back with me."
Chen Nanxing looked away and shook his head very slowly.
"I don't want it."
"I know you've been mad at me because of the kids, but it's all because of work."
Lin Shanglu approached step by step, still self-righteously trying to justify the trivial matter. In his mind, Chen Nanxing ran away from home and wanted a divorce because of this matter. As long as he could make this matter clear, Chen Nanxing would return to normal.
Angry? Chen Nanxing wasn't. Maybe she was angry when Su Qiao knocked on the door of Yongjing Mansion with the pregnancy report that day, but time is the best medicine to heal all wounds. Now Chen Nanxing only has occasional sadness. Even if she is angry or hateful, she only hates the orchid's fruit and the broken rain and lingering clouds.
When the veil woven in the name of love slips off, the ugly face of the other half with green face and fangs suddenly emerges, and those thoughts become fallacies.
Chen Nanxing exposed Lin Shanglu without giving him face:
"You mean the job requires you to have a child with Su Qiao?"
They couldn't count how many times they had quarreled about this matter, and Lin Shanglu didn't want to continue arguing. He calmed down, suppressed all his unhappiness, and tried to make Chen Nanxing understand him.
"Nanxing, we really need a child. Only with a child can the Star we founded be passed on, and our years of hard work will be meaningful."
But which woman would understand her husband having a child with someone else, let alone the lover who was like a savior to her in the past?
"So you're going to find someone else to have your child?"
There were so many things that Chen Nanxing no longer had the heart to talk about. Seeing that she was not interested in the smoke, Lin Shanglu began to become manic again.
"Then how are we going to have a baby? You heard it yourself that day. The doctor clearly said that you are no longer able to conceive. And even if you could, your body is already in this state. If we don't cure your illness, how can we have a baby?!"
Children, children, she always uses children as an excuse. It wasn't that she was infertile from the beginning. She had conceived three lives in her body, and each one was lost because of him.
The first time they were poor and destitute, in a dark and damp basement, when their love was at its peak and they were just beginning to feel confused about the world, Lin Shanglu said that he could not give the child a good life and begged her to abort the child.
When Star was founded for the second time, in a cramped rental house, during the arduous start-up period, Lin Shanglu said that the company could not do without her and gave up the child.
The third time, everything was ready and the baby was five months old, but she had to be induced to abort because of protecting Lin Shanglu.
Even if we put all these aside, her body is her own, and her uterus is also a part of her body. The ownership and use rights belong to her. Is it because she got married that her uterus is branded with Lin Shanglu's name?
What’s the difference between this and organ trafficking!
Chen Nanxing's brows were full of contempt, and there was a layer of cool frost on his face.
Lin Shanglu understands Chen Nanxing's stubbornness and has a clear understanding of his own mistakes. He is just used to being self-centered and ignores Chen Nanxing's emotional and spiritual needs.
Just like now, he only cared about his own thoughts and could not hear Chen Nanxing's voice.
"Come back with me, and don't bring up the subject of divorce anymore. Come back with me to get treatment. I've hired the best doctor in Country D, and he's sure to cure you."
As if worried that he didn't have enough chips to convince Chen Nanxing, he raised his left hand and swore:
"I promise you, as long as you're willing to go back with me and cooperate with the treatment, I won't contact Su Qiao anymore after she gives birth. If you're willing, I'll leave the child at home, and we can live happily as a family of three from now on. If you're not willing, that's fine too. I'll find someone to take care of him, and I'll never let him appear before you again."
The capitalist was indeed an expert at calculating. No matter how he calculated, he would be the ultimate beneficiary. Chen Nanxing was so angry that he laughed:
"I remember you used to be a very respectable person. Now that you're old, how come you've lost your face?"
No matter when and where, Chen Nanxing is synonymous with gentleness. The fact that she could say such harsh words today shows how shameless Lin Shanglu is.
Lin Shanglu was very dissatisfied with the ridicule. He was about to say something, but Chen Nanxing did not give him a chance to speak and directly interrupted his unrealistic calculations:
"I'm responsible for a large part of the creation of Hengxing, so I have a say in who will inherit it in the end. Anyway, it's going to be inherited by someone who's not related to me. Rather than letting an illegitimate child take advantage of it, I might as well go to the orphanage and adopt one now."
"Chen Nanxing, why are you speaking so harshly now? You weren't like this before!"
The most hateful thing about a man is his self-righteousness, and the second most hateful thing is that the officials are allowed to set fires but the common people are not allowed to light lamps. Lin Shanglu is not only self-righteous but also does not allow the common people to light lamps. Chen Nanxing raised his chin slightly, his face full of sarcasm, and kept silent.
Lin Shanglu used cold violence to treat Chen Nanxing, and in this way he made Chen Nanxing lower his bottom line again and again. When Chen Nanxing's defenses were broken, he would downplay the matter, thus achieving the purpose of controlling Chen Nanxing, and he would also pretend to say that Chen Nanxing was psychologically fragile.
When Chen Nanxing used this trick against him, he also broke down and shook Chen Nanxing's shoulders to force her to speak:
"This is unacceptable, that is unacceptable, no matter what I do you are not satisfied, what do you want?"
Five years of betrayal and lies had worn away the couple's affection, leaving only the instinct of love. Now, the constant quarrels were about to consume even this instinct. Chen Nanxing glared at Lin Shanglu coldly:
"You already knew what I wanted from you a long time ago. I just want a divorce."
I don't know what Lin Shanglu is obsessed with. No matter how many times I ask him, his answer is always the same:
"Don't even think about divorce. I won't divorce you!"
It was all in vain to argue any more. Lin Shanglu directly grabbed Chen Nanxing:
"Come back with me."
Her behavior over a long period of time showed that Chen Nanxing was determined to get a divorce, so how could she be willing to leave with Lin Shanglu? Every part of her body was rejecting Lin Shanglu's abduction.
Lin Shanglu insisted on his own way, and Chen Nanxing refused to leave, so he bent down, lifted Chen Nanxing onto his shoulders, and forced her to leave.
But perhaps their fate had really come to an end. Every time he was about to take Chen Nanxing away, he would make a mistake. Even today, such a good opportunity with all the right time, place and people was interrupted by someone.
The door of the confined ward was opened from the outside, and Ji Chuan rushed in carrying a packing bag:
"Nanxing, I bought the food... Who are you?"
After seeing the scene in the room, Ji Chuan's voice suddenly changed.
Lin Shanglu was full of hostility towards this uninvited guest who suddenly broke in. He squinted his eyes and looked at Ji Chuan mischievously. He recognized at a glance that Ji Chuan was the person who behaved ambiguously with Chen Nanxing last time.
"Are you the one from last time?"
I think his name is Xiao Ji?
"What?"
Ji Chuan didn't know about the photo incident. He was sure that this was the first time he met Lin Shanglu.
Looking at the man in front of him who was taller, younger, and more energetic than him, Lin Shanglu's competitive spirit and possessiveness erupted unprecedentedly. He patted Chen Nanxing, who was carried on his shoulders, and said in a victorious manner:
"She's my wife."
Chen Nanxing no longer struggled. She was also a person who cared about her reputation, and now such a scene made her so embarrassed that she couldn't move.
Ji Chuan arrived as soon as they started talking about having children, so it can be said that he listened to the whole process.
Ji Chuan had never seen such a shameless person before, but today Lin Shanglu broadened his horizons. Ji Chuan couldn't believe that between self-confidence and self-reliance, this man chose narcissism.
Ji Chuan calmed himself down and went to meet him, trying his best to hide his contempt on his face.
"Hello, Mr. Lin, I'm Nanxing's friend, Ji Chuan."
"You know me?"
Not to mention Lin Shanglu was surprised, even Chen Nanxing was surprised. She had only mentioned to Ji Chuan that she had a husband who was in the process of divorcing, but she never mentioned her husband's name. How did Ji Chuan know that his surname was Lin?
How Ji Chuan knew this was known only to him. He smiled and approached: "I heard Nanxing mention you."
Lin Shanglu's expression relaxed slightly. At this time, Ji Chuan had already walked in front of Lin Shanglu. The distance between them was no more than one meter. He asked sincerely:
"Are you here today to get a divorce?"
“…”
The critical hit came so quickly that Lin Shanglu snorted from his nose and was ready to ignore Ji Chuan and carry Chen Nanxing away.
Ji Chuan was such a big man that Lin Shanglu could not ignore him casually. He stood in front of Lin Shanglu like a high wall:
"Let her go! She doesn't want to go with you! Can't you hear Nanxing? She said she wants to divorce you!"
During the one or two hours of escape, Ji Chuan figured out what Chen Nanxing meant. She didn't need others to do good for her. She just needed others to respect her choices, even if they didn't understand.
Throwing aside the superficial politeness, the fight between the men officially began. Lin Shanglu paused and looked at Ji Chuan with a look of contempt, as if he were an ant:
"Who do you think you are? A mistress who is not worthy of being on the stage. What qualifications do you have to ask me to let go of my wife?"
"Lin Shanglu!"
"Stop your slander!"
Two voices, one male and one female, sounded at the same time. Chen Nanxing could no longer pretend to be a quail who swallowed her anger. She hammered Lin Shanglu's back and asked Lin Shanglu to put her down.
Ji Chuan looked back at Lin Shanglu with an open gaze, confessing the fact that he had fallen in love with a married woman:
"I admit that I lack moral sense, but that's just me."
One of them resisted him physically, and the other stabbed him in the heart with words. Lin Shanglu's suppressed anger for days had reached a critical point because of the failure of taking Chen Nanxing away again. Now Ji Chuan's actions allowed this anger and confusion to find an outlet.
It was difficult to move while carrying a person on his shoulders, so Lin Shanglu walked to the bedside and put Chen Nanxing on the bed, then rubbed Chen Nanxing's earlobe with his dry fingertips.
"Sit here and don't move."
After whispering to Chen Nanxing, Lin Shanglu walked towards Ji Chuan while unbuttoning his suit:
"You admit you're morally deficient, huh? Okay, I'm going to teach you how to be a moral person again."
He cracked his knuckles until they made a crackling sound, and then he went up and hit Ji Chuan in the face.
Ji Chuan didn't dodge and took the punch hard. A trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it off without a care. There was no fear in his eyes, but rather full of provocation.
"You were the first one."
After saying this, Ji Chuan suddenly kicked Lin Shanglu so fast that he couldn't react and staggered.
"Fuck you!"
Lin Shanglu had disliked Ji Chuan for a long time, and Ji Chuan felt the same way. Both of them hated each other, and soon they started fighting with punches and kicks.
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