Chapter 259 This is Love

Chapter 259 This is Love

Mr. Zhang found his voice again: "Mu Rongfeng, this guy who talks nonsense, if he dares to come to my house again, I will break his legs."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Sheng Yuxiao: "Is it me who woke you up?"

Sheng Yuxiao was now much calmer, and quickly reached out to pour a cup of tea for Mr. Zhang: "Don't get angry first..."

Mr. Zhang did not take the tea, and said coldly: "Can you figure out what you just thought of?"

“There are some things I don’t understand.”

"Um?"

"You also know that Xiaoya and I knew each other too early. When she was in junior high school, I felt lost because I felt that she was alienated from me. So now, I don't want her to be with Mu Bo. Is there really any difference between this and the loss I felt back then?"

"Wait, what does Mu Bo have to do with this?" The old man frowned.

Sheng Yuxiao recounted what Mu Rongfeng said at the birthday party that day.

The old man was really angry this time. He snatched the teacup from Sheng Yuxiao's hand and slammed it hard on the table. The cup broke and the tea spilled everywhere.

"Mu Rongfeng! He should really break his legs! He is talking nonsense! He is talking nonsense! Does he want to die?! That is my precious granddaughter! She is Xi Nian's only daughter! Does his Mu family deserve her?"

"What rich family? Screw them. Does Little Duck need his money? Don't even think about getting involved with Little Duck for the rest of their dirty business!"

"The duck's significant other should be someone who is always loyal to her and loves her forever without wavering!"

Sheng Yuxiao reached out and picked up the broken porcelain pieces in front of Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang noticed his movements, took a breath and calmed down a little.

He looked at Sheng Yuxiao's hand.

These hands picked up the duckling from the mud ditch.

...always be loyal to her and never waver in my love for her.

Yes there is one.

From the very beginning, there was no interest involved.

A connection that does not rely on blood ties.

There is no adult man or woman who is tempted by sex.

Mr. Zhang was actually very sure from a long time ago that when he was too old to move, he would die.

Sheng Yuxiao will still stay with the duck.

Just like many years ago, when no one had found the duckling yet, he stood firmly beside the duckling...

Sheng Yuxiao poured another cup of tea for Mr. Zhang.

This time he took it.

"Have you ever been in love?" asked Mr. Zhang.

Sheng Yuxiao said: "No."

Mr. Zhang: "Did you never like anyone when you were in school?"

Sheng Yuxiao: "It doesn't mean anything."

“…”

Mr. Zhang wiped his face. You still have to rely on me, right?

"Little Duck's grandmother and I have known each other since we were in the children's group when we were little. We have a deep friendship since childhood! When I grew up, she thought I died in the war, so she built a tombstone for me and burned incense for me every year. She used yellow paper and had to write my name on it. She was afraid that I wouldn't be able to receive it in the underworld and would be bullied because I had no money to spend."

"Later, I came back and cried as soon as I saw the stele. I didn't know why I cried. She told me that other people's family members burned paper for them, but she was afraid that even if she wrote my name, I wouldn't be able to receive the paper she burned, and she wouldn't be considered anyone by me."

"At that time, her family asked her to go look for someone, and I thought I had to help. She was so kind to me, but I found fault with her and made her angry. Later, she didn't want to talk to me. Whenever she didn't see me, I kept dreaming about her, every day."

"Later, I had to go on another military mission. This time I was afraid that I would die out there. I was so scared that I had nightmares every night. I always thought that if I really died out there, she would pick one of those ugly girls to marry."

"I was young and naive at that time. All I could think about was, if this were to happen, I would not be willing to die, and my wronged soul would come back and lie on her window."

"But I'm also afraid that after I die, I won't even have a ghost left. Even if I become a ghost, I won't be able to look at her for even a second. You know, this is love."

Sheng Yuxiao was a little shocked after listening to this, and his throat moved: "Grandpa Zhang, I understand."

Mr. Zhang wiped his eyes and said, "Ah, in order to teach you, I even brought tears to my eyes."

Mr. Zhang immediately said in a serious tone: "Then I have another question to ask you."

"You say."

"Little Duck wants to be close to you now, but what if it's just because she wants to thank you for everything you did in Lijia Village?"

Mr. Zhang paused for a moment, staring at his expression, and said cruelly in a slow voice: "What if... it's just you who has such thoughts, and Xiaoya doesn't have such thoughts?"

Sheng Yuxiao clenched his fingers.

The words of the duck flashed through my mind again: "As long as it's better than him, it's fine, right?"

He lowered his eyes and said in a tense tone, "It will remain the same as it was originally. The little duck will never know what I was thinking."

"In other words, you are still protecting her like before? Putting her in an important position?"

"Um."

"So every time you see her, you have to resist the urge to get her. Can you resist?"

"What makes us human is that we have more endurance than animals."

Mr. Zhang laughed: "Is it that easy to bear? If I really like you, it will make me feel anxious and restless, and everything will seem wrong to me from then on."

"At least... I can still see people." Sheng Yuxiao's mouth corners tightened.

"Oh, you have a high level of awareness," commented Mr. Zhang.

He paused, then continued, "Before I left, I went to see Xiaoya's grandmother and told her that we should get married. This way, she would burn paper for me and I would be sure to receive it."

“She agreed.”

"But the next day, I regretted it. I felt like I was a jerk. If I really died, she would become a widow. Why should she become a widow for me when she was fine?"

"Longing and possessiveness are love, so how can tolerance not be love?"

Mr. Zhang exhaled and stood up: "I have to go back and burn some incense for her."

You could say he was selfish, but he was indeed very satisfied with Sheng Yuxiao's answer.

Of course he favors his granddaughter.

He hoped that even if Xiaoya had no such intention towards Sheng Yuxiao, Sheng Yuxiao would remain true to his original intention and always favor Xiaoya.

After Mr. Zhang left, Sheng Yuxiao sat there alone for a long time.

If the duckling didn't have the same idea as him...

How can I make myself endure it?

Then personally select some outstanding rich second-generations for her, and when her eyes pass over them... that will be a desensitization exercise again and again.

Desensitization until one day.

Those unattainable emotions can be locked away perfectly.

This is not difficult, Sheng Yuxiao.

He said to himself.

On the contrary, his fingers resting on the edge of the table began to exert force, and each finger turned white.

*

The other end.

Qiu Lan and his wife quickly figured out what was going on.

Qiu Lan asked: "So now, you want to try to land the plane?"

Zhang Ruoshui nodded, unbuckled her seat belt and pushed the captain, who was missing a head, to the side.

Mr. and Mrs. Qiu Lan were always on field trips and had been through many harsh environments. They had seen many storms, but when their eyes fell on the headless captain, they couldn't help but feel a chill.

The duck is so awesome.

He was able to sit in the seat where the captain had sat without changing his expression.

"How's it going, little girl?" Someone leaned over. "Can you open it?"

"Let's try it." Zhang Ruoshui answered conservatively.

The man frowned and said, "Try? That's not a good answer. The lives of so many people cannot be used for a trial..."

Qiu Lan interrupted him: "Then can you drive?"

The man was stunned: "I can't, but..."

"Then shut up." Qiu Lan stopped him. "If you really want to help, maybe you can try to look for any fighter pilots who have retired on the radio, although the probability is very low."

The man's face darkened and he fell silent, and he really went to find the broadcast control room.

After he broadcast a full half-minute search for a retired pilot, he still couldn't find him, and the mood in the cabin became even more out of control.

Because of this broadcast, the passengers sitting in the back suddenly realized that something had happened to the pilot and the plane was out of control!

Listening to the messy noise behind.

Zhang Ruoshui took the time to turn around and asked, "Where's the flight attendant?"

"I'm here, miss. I'm here." The stewardess straightened her messy hair and raised her red eyes.

"Reassure the passengers and tell them that we have found a replacement pilot. We will circle in the air for one to two hours to reduce the fuel weight to a level that can land, and then land."

"Okay, okay." The flight attendant responded and turned to make the announcement.

Qiu Lan grabbed her and said, "Wait, let's change someone."

The flight attendant was stunned.

Qiu Lan said: "Your voice was trembling when you answered her just now. Your panic was only amplified when it came through the microphone."

The stewardess murmured, "But, but who wouldn't panic?"

She looked at Qiu Lan: "You? You try? You can try, right?"

Qiu Lan shook her head and looked at Zhang Ruoshui's back: "Little Duck, is it convenient for you to leave the console now? You can do the broadcast."

Zhang Ruoshui was stunned after hearing this: "Me?"

"Your voice is young, calm, clear, firm, and most importantly, nice to hear."

Qiu Lan paused and said, "Does it sound a bit strange? But this is the nature of human beings. When we hear a pleasant voice, we will instinctively stop and listen carefully to what she said."

"The female hosts of wartime radio broadcasts are specially selected. Debauched music can make people lose their minds, while a firm voice can give people endless hope... This is the magical part of human beings."

Zhang Ruoshui lowered her eyes and looked at the dashboard.

At this time Xu Huishan noticed that Wei Wenqing was a little anxious.

But he was speechless.

Wei Wenqing's hands were holding Wei Zhen tightly, not daring to let go, so he couldn't help with the sound.

Xu Huishan hurried over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Wei Wenqing nodded his chin and then lowered his eyes.

Xu Huishan understood: "You can't hold it down by yourself, right?" Xu Huishan quickly put his hand on it.

Wei Wenqing took advantage of the situation and withdrew his strength, quickly walked to Zhang Ruoshui's side, and the device spoke: "Little Duck, I can open it."

Zhang Ruoshui's eyes would widen slightly when she was surprised, just like when she was a child.

She quickly gave up her seat to Wei Wenqing and took over the broadcasting job for the flight attendant.

But Xu Huishan was in trouble over there: "Oh my, I can't hold it anymore! Qiu Lan! Help me!"

His colleagues rushed over and started pressing the button together, looking for a rope everywhere.

This group of highly educated people immediately burst into swear words: "How come Cao Cao Cao is harder to press than a pig?"

The passengers who were unable to help stared at the scene in amazement, and then they realized that a young girl and a thin and dumb man had worked together to subdue the man in just a few moves. What an awesome thing that was!

"Hello, passengers. You must be wondering what happened. Listen to me..." Zhang Ruoshui's voice suddenly sounded through the radio.

Just as Qiu Lan said, the cabin was indeed strangely quiet.

Her voice is not only clear but also very penetrating.

Even with closing your eyes, you can immediately imagine tiny sprouts breaking through the soil, overflowing with vitality.

*

In the early hours of the morning, Sheng Yuxiao drew the curtains tightly and sat under the lamp, the dim light shining on his face.

He stroked the back of his phone, estimated the time, and prepared to call Little Duck to ask her if she had landed.

It should be daytime over there.

But the phone rang first.

"Hello? Uncle?"

"I didn't receive a call from your uncle and his family to report that they were safe..."

Sheng Yuxiao's chest tightened: "What airline did they take? I'll have someone check it out."

"I have checked. The flight has not arrived at the landing airport yet, and no other information can be found. I suspect something went wrong, and the airline covered it up! There is no relevant news at all..."

After Sheng Yuxiao hung up the phone, he immediately called Wei Wenjun.

It’s faster to cooperate with multiple parties in the investigation!

"What flight?" Wei Wenjun asked.

"Flying to Peru..." Sheng Yuxiao hadn't finished his words.

Wei Wenjuan's tone changed: "Flying to Peru? Are you sure?" He reported a flight number, and said anxiously: "Is this it? Xiaoya is on the same flight!"

Isn’t she flying…to New York?

Sheng Yuxiao's vision went dark and his heart seemed to stop beating at that moment.

"I am afraid of death"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to turn into a ghost. I'm afraid I won't be able to see her."

Mr. Zhang’s voice was still lingering in my ears.