Reality is always better than fiction and absurdity! How could Chen Ping become Chen Ping
I have never thought about this before. Is this a fan of the authorities? But when the puzzle was ruthlessly punctured, the whole world seemed to collapse.
Zhang Ling told me a lot, and she provided a lot of evidence. After putting all the evidence together, she still drew a question mark.
Although this question mark is only a few percent likely, it still gave me some hope.
Holding the note Zhang Ling provided me tightly, I returned to the daily chemical shop in despair. Li Xing'er was sitting behind the counter eating hot and sour noodles.
Li Xing'er was still unhappy about me having dinner with Zhang Ling, and she was letting her out. She tuned in and said, "Oh, you are full."
I moved a chair and sat across from her, without saying a word.
Li Xing'er asked puzzledly: "What's the matter with you?"
"Chen Ping..., when did you meet her?"
"In the daily chemical company, what happened to Chen Ping?"
"Have you always lived with her?"
"Yes."
"You lived with her for so long and didn't find her... I mean... forget it." I stood up and prepared to leave.
If Chen Ping is really my brother, it's better not to let her know about it. Except for her family ugliness, let Li Xing'er know that she has been living with a fake woman, she might also go crazy.
Li Xing'er grabbed me and said, "Speak clearly, what's wrong with Chen Ping?"
"It's okay."
I broke free of Li Xing'er's hand and walked out of the store quickly. Seeing Li Xing'er chased out, I got into the car.
Manjiang and Beijing are only a three-hour drive away. Instead of returning to the funeral shop, I drove directly to Beijing. On the way to Beijing, I avoided looking at me with big eyes, and I called him. , Said that he had returned to his hometown.
When I found the hospital where Chen Ping was in Beijing, it was already night and the lights were on. I stood at the gate of the hospital, looking at the four-story hospital, but I didn't dare to go in.
I started to be afraid, I was afraid that Chen Ping was Chen Ping. Because if Chen Ping is really my brother, it will be a disaster for me, my family, and even the people around me.
Is the truth really that important? As Zhang Ling said, if this truth will hurt a lot of people, then what is the meaning of the truth
What about righteousness
Bell Bell Bell...
My cell phone rang, I took out the cell phone, it was a big-eyed call.
After pressing the answer button, I asked: "What's the matter?"
"I just received a courier from you, and it was sent to you by your brother."
"My brother? What kind of express?" I asked.
"A document sent from Beijing. How could your brother know our address? Would you like me to open it for you?"
"No, no, no need. You just need to put it away for me." I said hurriedly.
"That's fine, I put it in the desk drawer."
Buzzing...
Another call came in from the cell phone, it was from Li Xing'er.
I said to Big Eye: "Hang up first, I'll answer the call."
Hanging up the big eye phone and connecting to Li Xing'er, Li Xing'er's voice immediately came from the phone: "Chen An, I just received a call from Chen Ping. Where are you? Can you come over right away."
"What did she say?"
"She said she was going to the United States, she... Anyway, come on, I can't tell you on the phone."
Less than a minute before and after, two consecutive phone calls made me stunned on the spot. My brother sent me a courier, Chen Ping called Li Xing'er, and the two of them were most likely the same, and the perpetrator was in the hospital in front of them.
I'm in? Still not entering
As long as I enter, all answers will be revealed, but what if that answer is not what I hoped for
I stood at the entrance of the hospital for four or five minutes, and I was sweating all the notes in my hand, but in the end I still didn't have the courage.
Even if they are alone, I think my brother definitely doesn't want to face me, otherwise he can contact me directly.
It must be that he, like me, is afraid of facing the facts and facing each other's relatives.
Finally, I made up my mind. He crushed the paper and threw it on the side of the road, then resolutely turned and left, and fled Beijing like a flying car.
Back to Manjiang again, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and I went straight to Li Xing'er's rental room.
"Why did you come so long?" Li Xing'er said dissatisfied.
I was not in the mood to explain to her, and asked directly: "Chen Ping called you and said what."
Li Xing'er turned around and went to the living room to sit down and said, "She said her father was very sick and he was going to the United States for treatment, and he would leave tonight."
This is a lie, because Zhang Ling’s news says
, Chen Ping is in a hospital in Beijing! Zhang Ling's news will never be false. Of course, the last sentence of Li Xing'er may be true, and she may indeed go back to the United States tonight.
I asked: "What else?"
"She said that she might not come back this time, because she has a relative in the United States, so she decided to transfer the daily chemical shop to me to operate..."
A lie, a lie!
If his father is really seriously ill and is anxious to go to the United States for treatment, how can he have time to explain the daily chemical shop so clearly? This is clearly planned long ago!
"What else? Didn't she mention me to you?" I asked again.
Li Xing'er bit her lower lip and said, "She said you are a good man, but she and you are destined to have no fate, so I asked you not to wait for her."
This…
I slumped weakly on the sofa, hiding my face and sighing.
After a long time, Li Xing'er comforted me and said, "Chen An, it's really nothing to lose love."
Am I uncomfortable for being broken
"If you want to leave, you can't keep it. Time will forget everything." She patted me on the shoulder like an old friend and said: "Be energetic, there must be better people waiting for you in front of me. I Seeing that the woman looks good today."
I looked up and said, "Is there anything to eat at home?"
Li Xing'er was stunned, but turned to smile and said: "Yes, appetite can forget all unhappiness. I like to eat when I'm unhappy. Turn grief into appetite!"
After that, she got up and took a lot of snacks, and I said: "I haven't eaten yet, I'm hungry."
"Then let's go out to eat." After thinking about it, Li Xing'er said again: "At home, I'll make it for you."
She went into the kitchen like a gust of wind and started to get busy, while I sat outside and smoked to relieve my sorrow.
Half an hour later, Li Xing'er fried three dishes, simmered a pot of rice, and brought a bottle of white wine with him and said that he would drink with me. I can't ask for it naturally.
A glass of liquor poured down my throat, but it also made me let out a long breath.
Li Xing'er said: "Chen An, as a friend, let me share with you my love-breaking experience."
I looked up at the warm-hearted friend of the opposite sex in front of me.
"Don't want to listen?" she asked.
Although I am not suffering for the loss of love, I don't want to reject her self-sufficient kindness and say: "I want to hear it, you can say it."
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