When boarding the plane to City B, Su Jinyu felt like he was dreaming.
The man sitting next to him asked the flight attendant for a blanket, covered him with gentle movements, and then opened his fingers one by one, which were clenched by tension, and intertwined them with his own.
"take it easy."
A gentle voice sounded in his ears, and Su Jinyu turned to look at the person beside him with a slightly blank expression.
"I'm not nervous, I'm just... "I'm still nervous and a little overwhelmed.
The uncle he had never met looked very much like him, and he always remembered him in his heart. Now he is sick and lying in the hospital, and he wants to see him for the last time... And the mother who once cruelly left him, doesn't really love him...
These extremely absurd words did not add much credibility from Gu Peilang's mouth. Su Jinyu always felt that everything was so unreal.
"Don't think about it, we'll be there after a sleep." Gu Peilang looked at his trembling eyelashes with pity in his eyes.
Su Jinyu's heart was already in a mess, and he couldn't calm down at all.
"I... I ran away from that woman when she was born. I have never seen her." Su Jinyu spoke suddenly, with a fragility in her voice that she did not know.
He didn't know why he suddenly said this, he just wanted to find someone to chat with to dispel his anxiety.
"When I was young, I was ignorant. I only knew that the villagers in Hehua Village looked at our house very strangely. Those children would point at my nose and call me a child without parents."
Gu Peilang stretched out his hand and took the person into his arms, frowning and saying nothing.
Su Jinyu: "If I was older, I would see my grandmother hiding in the house holding a flowery shirt and secretly weeping, and I also saw my grandfather's face that was longer than a horse's face when he came back from a trip. Every time they chat, my home will always be the center of their conversation.”
Su Jinyu remembered the childhood when he did not receive much kindness, and his heart was calm.
The word Chen Shan, or he was the one who spit at his house again when the group of children spit at his house again, he couldn't get angry and ran to the pond in their home to destroy all the lotus pods. When the group of adults came to the door and scolded him, he knew. of.
Those women had a mean face, scolded his grandparents angrily, and joined him together.
Only then did Su Jinyu know that he was a child whose father unknown and mother did not love.
Until he was brought back by the Su family at the age of twelve, Su Jinyu thought more than once in his heart why his mother didn't love him, and since she didn't love him, why did she give birth to him. He also imagined that one day a woman would suddenly appear with a suitcase, stand in front of him with a smile, and tell him that she did not love him... But these were just his fantasies.
At the age of twelve, after seeing a world that he had never been in contact with before, he learned to disguise, learned to fall, and learned to go on without anyone's love.
His father is an ignorant playboy who only sees women, and his mother is a money-worshiping woman from humble backgrounds who wants to marry into a wealthy family. Such two people are his parents, and Su Jinyu once thought that his background was a shame for his whole life.
Whether his father does not love his mother or not is the definition given to him by this world, and Su Jinyu has always thought so.
But now suddenly someone told him that your mother loves you.
Su Jinyu felt that in addition to being absurd, it was still absurd.
While babbling about the past with the man beside him, he recalled the other person's appearance in his heart, except for a vague outline, there was nothing else.
"The first time I saw her, it was in the room where Su Jiangnian lived. In his safe was a thick album full of photos of women who had had relations with him, and one of them was her."
Su Jinyu moved her head and found a more comfortable angle in Gu Peilang's arms, and then continued: "I forgot what she looked like, I just remember that she was beautiful, Su Jianghai said that my mouth and nose are very similar to hers. picture."
Gu Peilang lowered his eyes and looked at it carefully, then shook his head: "It's not like that, A Yu looks better."
Su Jinyu couldn't help but smile when it was obviously coaxing.
"Su... I don't believe what he said, but I still want to take a look. Grandpa and grandma couldn't let go of her the most before they died. If possible, I want to take her ashes back and bury them with them. "
Gu Peilang hugged the person in his arms tightly, his voice low and gentle: "Okay."
After several hours of flight, the plane slowly stopped at the airport. Wang Qi, who was sent by Shang Yi to pick him up, waited outside the airport early. When he saw the two people coming out of the passage, the man quickly greeted them. up.
"Mr. Gu, Mr. Su." Facing the face in front of him that was seven or eight similar to their wife, the expression on Wang Qi's face was not surprised.
The man took a step back respectfully and opened the door behind him.
"The seventh master is taking care of his wife in the hospital and can't come out, so let me pick up the two of you."
Gu Peilang and Su Jinyu got into the car, and Wang Qi opened the driver's door and got in.
City B is still shrouded in the cold winter. The fast-paced life has made people lose their joy in life. The streets can hardly feel the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year. The gray sky reflects the bare branches, which is a bit depressed.
The black car slowly stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and Su Jinyu and Gu Peilang followed Wang Qi into the hospital.
The atmosphere in the hospital was low and depressing, so heavy that one could hardly breathe.
The three entered the elevator to the floor where Su Li's ward was, and as soon as the door opened, they heard a child's cry.
In the intensive care unit, a comatose man was lying on a white hospital bed.
A haggard-faced Shang Yi sat on the chair beside him, a choking little girl sat on his knee, the other hand rested on the armrest of the chair, and a transparent infusion tube was connected to the blood vessels and stents under the skin. on the medicine bottle.
"Seventh Master!" Wang Qi changed her face slightly when she saw the scene in front of her.
The man walked in anxiously, looking at the other's hand with the needle inserted, his eyes became worried.
Shang Yi seemed to be unaware, raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, and then looked at the two people behind him.
"Little Bell hasn't eaten yet. Take her out to eat."
The little girl in her arms wrapped her hands tightly around his neck and cried miserably: "No, no, no, I don't want to be separated from Daddy and Dad, woo woo woo..."
Seeing the little princess's resistance to her, Wang Qi was a little embarrassed, but after receiving her boss's gaze, she stepped forward and left with someone in her arms.
The crying in the corridor gradually faded away, Shang Yi withdrew his gaze, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his sore nose, and looked at the two people in front of him, and wearily curled the corners of his lips: "You are here."