Xie Qingcheng was blind in one eye.
After cooperating with the investigation related to this case, he went to Aesthetic Education for an examination.
The inspection was done by the dean himself. He said that his health was very bad. That eye should be because he shed too many tears, and because he was too stimulated by himself. All these superimposed together, and finally left him left. The optic nerve of the eye is completely damaged, and it is difficult to recover.
Xie Qingcheng listened calmly, he said that he did not shed any tears.
The dean paused, looking at his almost bloodless lips and eyes that couldn't see any light. "There are tears that don't come out. But that doesn't mean they don't exist, or even never stop," he said.
"What you said is very mysterious."
"Only you know in your heart whether what I say is true or not."
Xie Qingcheng no longer spends any more time with him. He seemed too lazy to argue with anyone now. Like a stubborn old man, he went home alone without a word.
Afraid of his sadness, Xie Xue and Wei Dongheng, Aunt Li and Team Zheng... They all visited him and tried to comfort him.
But Xie Qingcheng was very calm, as if it was not his own eyes that lost the light.
He remembered that He Yu had said before that his eyes were beautiful. Maybe He Yu really hated him when he left. He took one of his eyes, and his eyes became blood red roses that went with him. .
He Yu picked the rose.
Not a bad thing, if he likes it.
Xie Qingcheng thought and closed his eyes tiredly.
He is more easily tired now than before, perhaps the string that has been tight for twenty years has finally loosened.
Now, he has found the answer. Wei Rong was sentenced to prison and was sentenced. No surprise, it was the death penalty. In He Yu's information, he identified the city in the city bureau that had been protecting Wei Rong, Huang Zhilong and others. The big black police officer of the bureau, through the evidence collected secretly by the Zheng team for a long time, has all three certificates, the big protective umbrella is dropped, and the double rules are taken into custody. The Ministry of Public Security located the Mandela Island through the information left by He Yu at the end, intercepted many valid materials, and prepared to conduct a raid on Duan Wen's nest.
The names of those who died were rectified, and the tombstones entered the Martyrs Park.
All the unwillingness seems to have a result. The darkness of the past seems to be waiting for the light one after another.
But why is he so tired...
It was as if he had unloaded his burden and lost his goal, as if he had suffered from snow blindness, and his eyes and mind gradually became blank—the only meaning of his life now is to organize those works for Qin Ciyan.
In addition, all aspects of this shattering matter have been dealt with by special personnel, and he can no longer manage it, and he has no energy to fix it.
Xie Qingcheng coughed violently, and sat in front of the window, next to the window sill, there was the blind box of the little fire dragon whose tail had been re-sticked. He touched its flame with his cold hand.
Made of resin, there is no temperature.
The little fire dragon that could really give him some warmth is no longer there.
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Xie Qingcheng later went to the sealed He's house by himself, and stood at the gate of the iron gate with the seal and looked inside for a long time. It was autumn, and the endless summer in the villa courtyard was already dying. He Yuchu and He Yuchu The big lawn we met when we met had not been built for a long time, and it was already showing obvious fatigue.
Xie Qingcheng heard someone calling him in a trance: "Doctor Xie."
But when he turned his head, there was no one there.
He went to the school playground again. At this time, it was summer vacation. There was no one on the campus. He was the only one sitting in the stands in the huge stadium.
He remembered how He Yu grinned brightly after running a kilometer on the playground before they broke up.
That is really like a nineteen-year-old boy, chasing the wind in the sun, and the figure running over has become a vigorous youth.
"Xie Qingcheng, if you come to my game, I will definitely give you the first place."
He heard his voice again, and it was clearer than when he was at the door of the villa. He turned his head to the side and couldn't see anyone. When he turned to look at the plastic runway, he seemed to see He Yu running around in circles. figure.
He ran so hard, as if he could catch up with the company he wanted, the dream.
One lap... Two laps...
He ran wildly, and the most valuable thing about a young man is that he always has such a breath of life that he will not let go until the lamp runs out.
Xie Qingcheng looked at the empty playground. He really wanted He Yu to stop, stop going forward so stupidly, stop insisting...
There is no road ahead, He Yu.
The front is the sea, you don't want to go...
You don't go.
In a daze, at some point, a janitor came over and told him that the stadium was going to be cleared, and the campus would not be open at night.
Only then did Xie Qingcheng realize that it was already dark.
He picked up a taxi and was supposed to go home, but when the driver asked where he was going, he slowly said the name of the jazz bar on the Bund.
Xie Qingcheng has never been to a bar alone in his life.
This is the first time.
He returned to the tavern that seemed to have traveled from Europe a hundred years ago, and sat in the place where he and He Yu had sat before. The jazz band played the same song day in and day out, and he listened to it as if the happiest day of his life was coming back to life.
The old man on the stage is singing loves you and hates you, ask if you know
He smiled and listened among the wine shadows and lights.
It was strange that he could still laugh. He raised his hand to support Yi, and the dim light fell into his eyes.
It's really strange. His vision in one eye that can only see things is also declining day by day, but how can he see a young man walking outside so clearly.
It was He Yu, who was 13 or 14 years old. With an ID card that did not belong to him, he used his height and aura to deceive the waiter, and sat down in front of the bar calmly and familiarly. With bright eyes, he watched the jazz band on the stage singing that familiar old song. At the end of the song, he laughed and clapped his hands gently.
I see you.
Ask if you know...
I hear you.
Do you know
As the night got darker, Xie Qingcheng drank the last bit of wine in the glass. He raised his head and saw that He Yu, who had celebrated his birthday that day, was wearing a formal suit and stretched out his hand to him with a smile.
Sir, can I ask you to do a dance
Xie Qingcheng looked at him for a long time. After a long time, Xie Qingcheng, who had been drinking until his eyes were completely red, said softly to him: "...I'm sorry, I hurt you..."
I am sorry…
In the end, I killed you with my own hands.
Did you know
If you knew the future on that day, would you still dance this song together
I'm sorry... He Yu...
I am sorry…
There was a hint of choking in his voice, but he was very dizzy, his ears were ringing, and he couldn't even hear the fragmented choking.
He lowered his blurry and wet eyes and raised them again. He wanted to take another look at He Yu's gentle smile.
But it was dark around him, and there was nothing in front of him.
A large area of pitch black.
Only one Endless Summer fell in the darkness, touched the ground, and the flower group shattered abruptly, like a good dream that could not be returned.
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When Xie Qingcheng woke up, he found himself lying in the intensive care ward of the Meiyu Private Hospital.
Slowly, he realized that he must have passed out in the Jazz Bar, and was taken to the hospital by the enthusiastic citizen. It is estimated that other hospitals can't accept his physical condition, and finally he went around and sent it back to Meiyu.
Xie Xue fell asleep beside his bed, her eyes swollen like pink walnuts because she cried.
She is already pregnant now. The pregnant woman needs a good rest, but she can't do it. These days, the media has exposed too many things, and there are some things that the media cannot expose. She also learned about the situation from the Wei family and the police.
Those things that she couldn't understand no matter what, became very clear these days.
She was so distressed that she couldn't describe it in words, but she couldn't do anything. She could only stay by her brother's side as much as possible - she hoped that her eldest brother could still feel the warmth of life from her.
Since he was sent to the hospital in a coma, she has held his hand night after night, the fingers are cold, like a dead person.
Wei Dongheng felt distressed and came to persuade her to go to sleep, but he was guarding, but she cried.
She held Xie Qingcheng's hand and looked back at Wei Dongheng helplessly. She choked up: "How can I not cover him... How can I cover him... "
Xie Qingcheng has a special physique. A sick body lives in the world. Each treatment will be a thousand times more painful than chemotherapy. He is completely relying on his own breath to support it.
Now that breath is gone.
His blood was as cold as the one who died for him.
Xie Xue hugged him tightly, resting her forehead on his shoulder, her face was full of tears: "Brother..."
Wei Dongheng couldn't persuade her, so she cried and fell asleep beside Xie Qingcheng's bed.
When Xie Qingcheng woke up, his throat was dry and he couldn't make a sound. He looked at Xie Xue's sleeping face for a while, then raised his finger and touched her hair lightly.
Xie Xue woke up suddenly: "...Brother?!"
There was no one else in the ward, Xie Qingcheng slowed down for a while, and said to Xie Xue: "...Why are you sleeping here. Where's Wei Dongheng?"
"He went to buy breakfast." Xie Xue wiped her eyes and hurriedly held Xie Qingcheng's hand, "Brother, how are you? Do you feel better? I'll call a doctor for you... "
She said a lot of things like pouring beans.
Xie Qingcheng looked at her, but only said one sentence: "You now know a lot of things." It wasn't even a question.
Xie Xue was dumbfounded at first, then lowered her eyelids and nodded.
She was holding back her emotions, but she didn't hold back for too long. Suddenly, she began to cry, she fell into Xie Qingcheng's arms, and she kept asking him: "Brother... it hurts, is it... you are very It hurts...isn't it..."
"…I'm fine."
"You lied..." Xie Xue paused, then burst into tears. "You're lying! I know you're sad because of He Yu's death, and I'm also... I'm sad too... But you can't go on like this... You can't go on like this, bro...!"
She cried, and her tears fell heavily: "I know you hurt when he's gone... You can't even see your eyes... But... But please... Don't do this again... "
"Don't lie to us and say it's okay... Don't lie to us and say it's okay... Your body is dying, your organs are going to fail, I know it! I know it all!!"
Xie Qingcheng was speechless and looked at her in amazement.
After a while, the light in the only eye he could see clearly faded away.
"What did the dean tell you?"
Xie Xue wiped away her tears and nodded.
Xie Qingcheng was silent for a long time, and finally smiled at his pain: "What is it?"
Compared to He Yu's life where he never had anything, he had enough.
In his view, this pain is not enough to mention.
But Xie Xue shuddered, completely in disbelief, she looked at her brother, as if thinking he was crazy: "What's the matter? How can it be? Brother... How much pain have you been in these years... "
How much pain has he had over the years
Piece together the fragmented body back.
Bearing the pain of the murder of her parents alone, but covering her sister's eyes to prevent her from knowing these sins, it was because of his protection that she grew up carefree, healthy and happy, while he endured all the darkness .
It hurts all the way.
His wife left him.
The teacher is gone.
I have endured the pain for more than 20 years, and I cannot tell anyone.
Xie Xue didn't see Xie Qingcheng's treatment room in Meiyu until yesterday. It was the old director who finally couldn't stand her plea after she and Wei Dongheng knew a lot of things, and took advantage of Xie Qingcheng's coma. , took her to see it.
In that cold treatment room—cold iron, cold water, restraints, metal beds, the only thing that can communicate with the outside world is the emergency call bell.
Although the dean talked about rn-13, he did not tell her the secret of the first emperor. He only vaguely described Xie Qingcheng's mental Ebola disease and the pain during treatment.
But these are enough. Xie Xue finally burst into tears in the treatment room, knelt on the ground, weeping.
How painful... how painful he is! !
"Actually, your brother made such a decision after the divorce." The dean said, blurring the concept of the first emperor, and only told Xie Xue that Xie Qingcheng hoped to find a way to activate his thinking and Delayed treatment of organ failure.
"Xie Qingcheng did this. On the one hand, he wanted to develop medicines for Qin Rongbei. On the other hand, only by doing this would he have the energy to restore the fragments of notes Qin Ciyan left behind during his lifetime. Those things are very Precious medical information, he knew it could save many lives, but he didn't keep it well, and was damaged by someone's last belongings of his teacher, when he told me about it, he said he was living in guilt all the time."
Xie Xue finally stood up under Wei Dongheng's support and hug.
Although she was so sad, she still bowed to the dean and said, "I'm sorry, dean... I know that my brother's income cannot support such a high cost of treatment. You have done so many things for him over the years. Money... we can give it now, I'll definitely—"
Before she could finish her words, the dean waved his hand quickly: "The founders of this hospital are me and Lao Qin. When Lao Qin passed away, the hospital was in chaos and encountered operational difficulties. It was your brother who found me and donated the hundreds of thousands of his savings over the years to the hospital. How could I have the nerve to ask for your money? Where do I put my face?"
Xie Xue was taken aback.
"He... he... that—that time..." Her face became whiter and paler, and she suddenly realized why when Xie Qingcheng and Li Rouqiu divorced, Xie Qingcheng gave everything that he could give to Li Rouqiu, and never said anything. If Li Rouqiu is not good, let Xie Xue tell her about her cheating.
When he donated the money to Lao Qin's hospital, he hadn't divorced Li Rouqiu yet. And with his character, it is absolutely impossible for him to hide his wife taking money without authorization.
Xie Xue blurted out: "Did he come alone?"
"No," the dean said. "He came with his then-wife, Ms. Li. Both of them signed the donation letter..."
Xie Xue was stunned, tears welling up in her eyes again.
For so many years... She always thought that her brother was afraid of losing face, so she refused to say that his wife was cheating, and she did not consider his wife to be at fault when they divorced. But it turned out... because Xie Qingcheng couldn't forget what Li Rouqiu supported him at that time.
"He probably didn't talk to her too much. Mrs. Li only knew that he felt guilty because Yi Beihai's mother passed the medical case to Lao Qin through Xie Qingcheng. She asked me when he went out to smoke. , ask me if her husband has a good relationship with Lao Qin? I don't say it." The dean said, "I have no regrets after asking her. If she doesn't want to, she doesn't have to donate the money. She sent it again. After staying for a long time, I finally said to donate it. It is a good thing. After all, she has been with his husband and wife for so many years... "
The more Xie Xue listened, the more emotionally broken she became.
She never thought it would be like this...
Li Rouqiu didn't love Xie Qingcheng at that time, but Xie Qingcheng didn't know that, he was very slow emotionally... As for Li Rouqiu, Xie Xue always thought that Li Rouqiu was extremely greedy, cheated and divorced, and had to take away the last of their family. Some spare money... But she didn't know that Li Rouqiu was actually not that bad in her heart. She did not set any obstacles for Xie Qingcheng to accomplish what he wanted most at that time.
She promised him to donate all her savings for so many years.
She doesn't love him anymore, she blames him for being too wooden and unfeeling, she even cheats...
But human beings are very complicated, and the human heart is like a kaleidoscope in a mirror. There are no good people in this world who never make mistakes in their lives, and there are no evil people who have never done a single good deed.
Li Rouqiu gave Xie Qingcheng all the support. She already knew in her heart that that was the last thing she could do for him as his wife.
Presumably later, Xie Qingcheng finally knew the mentality that was almost guilt compensation when she signed the donation agreement.
How embarrassing must he be for someone so strong...
No one wants him anymore. One by one, they walked away from him, leaving behind unsolved cases, remorse, guilt, and pity.
At this moment, Xie Xue hugged Xie Qingcheng, and the tears kept rolling down: "Brother... how much pain you have... these twenty years... how much pain you have!"
Xie Qingcheng felt the warmth, but it was strange that the warmth could no longer flow into his heart.
He gently patted Xie Xue on the back, and a voice came out of his hoarse throat: "I'm fine."
"It doesn't hurt anymore..."
He didn't lie to her.
His heart has died with He Yu.
And where will the dead feel pain
When Wei Dongheng came back, Xie Qingcheng had just appeased Xie Xue to pack up his emotions.
Wei Dongheng brought food for Xie Xue, but Xie Qingcheng couldn't eat anything outside, so he and Wei Dongheng asked Xie Xue to drink all the porridge, and then go back to have a good rest. Although Xie Xue wanted to stay here and watch Xie Qingcheng, but her fists were no match for four, especially one of them was her brother.
She had to sit beside her, her eyes were red and swollen, and she drank the porridge bit by bit.
Wei Dongheng looked at Xie Xue and Xie Qingcheng. He suddenly said, "Brother Xie, we have something we want to discuss with you."
Xie Qingcheng: "Go ahead."
Wei Dongheng got up and said solemnly: "We... We want to take you to see a doctor in the United States. The director told us that the state that originally developed rn-13 has the best treatment equipment. I think... I think You are for Xie Xue, or for your unborn nephew..."
When he said this, his eyes were slightly red. Wei Dongheng is a very rough-hearted person, with very few soft sides, but at this moment, he endured the trembling in his voice before opening his mouth: "... We want... we want you to live, and we want you to not Abandon yourself."
Xie Xue also raised her head. This was what she had discussed with Wei Dongheng before, but before she had time to say it, she was even worried that she would not be able to speak, and the sound would be broken when she spoke.
This was indeed the case. She swallowed the porridge and opened her mouth three or four times before she reluctantly made a crying plea: "Brother... shall we find a way to live... If you leave like this, I will be very sad, you I know I'm stupid, I can't take care of the child, you live... Let's go to the treatment... Then you help me, you teach me how to take him, how to help him, how to comfort him... You are all bit by bit Teach me like you used to bring me up, okay..."
Xie Qingcheng did not say a word.
Xie Xue raised her hand and covered her eyes, wiping the tears from her eyelashes: "Brother... Please..."
"Now that my parents' case has been solved, and Sister Qin is gone, only Grandpa Qin's books need you to continue sorting... Let's take it slow, okay... I can't live without you... "
I can not live without you.
Xie Qingcheng's heart suddenly trembled.
In fact, someone once said this to him. That person hugged him so hard at that time, and hugged him in a sea of flames.
Xie Xue: "If you just give up like this... He Yu knows, he will... He will be sad... Brother... Think about He Yu... He has already sacrificed his life for these things, so... can you... Could you please not let him know and feel sad... bro..."
Xie Qingcheng slowly closed his eyes.
He knew in his heart, no.
Xie Xue didn't know the last call he had with He Yu, and she didn't know whether He Yu had stepped into the trap set by someone's heart.
He thought that if there really was another world, then when He Yu saw him again, he would definitely hate him.