Ten years ago at Renxin Hospital, He Chen was not the lofty CEO of Xingyi.
At that time, he was just a young man who had been abandoned by his father and whose mother was seriously ill and had nothing.
The corridor of the hospital was filled with the smell of formalin. The girl was walking alone on the corridor with a bear doll in her hand.
She still had an intravenous drip on her hand, and she was followed by two servants.
The doctor stood in front of the young man and said to him: "Your mother will need at least 50,000 yuan in medical expenses for this operation. The chance of success of the operation is very high. But if you cannot pay this amount of money, you will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." ."
The young man nodded slightly and said nothing, but his fists clenched tighter and tighter.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he met the girl's eyes.
It was a pair of eyes that were inexperienced in the world and as clear as water.
The clear ringtone of the mobile phone rang, and the parents' apologies came from the phone. Because the plane was delayed, I couldn't attend her birthday party.
At that time, the girl was still a rich girl who had been pampered since she was a child. When she heard that her parents would be absent from her birthday party.
She threw her phone to the ground angrily, put her hands in her pockets, and looked unhappy.
There was a bank card in her pocket that her father left for her three days ago, a black card with no limit.
The maid behind her hurriedly comforted her: "Miss, the young master and the young lady are also unable to attend the birthday party because they have to work. Don't be unhappy, please."
"That's right. They have invited all the lady's friends to hold a birthday party for the lady at the Royal Noble Hotel tonight. Once the bottle of salt water is finished, the driver will take us there."
"I don't want to have a birthday party!" The girl pursed her lips, looked at the motionless boy in front of her, and slowly walked over.
"Do you want fifty thousand yuan?" The girl said very directly, looking at the shocked boy.
The young man nodded, his eyes deep.
She took out the black card from her pocket and looked at him and said, "Here you go, the password is 0000."
She didn't know why she did such a thing, she wanted to get the attention of the teenager, or she wanted the attention of her parents.
The rebellion of adolescence is that when you look back on it later, you can't remember how you felt at that time.
If she wants to do it, then do it.
"What I need is fifty thousand, not five yuan." The young man looked at her calmly, as if he thought she was joking.
But at this moment, he felt that she who was joking with him was so pure.
"There are more than 50,000 in it." The girl chuckled and put the black card into his hand and said, "But I have a condition."
The girl's condition is very simple, she just wants the second button of the boy's shirt.
When she was a student, she heard that the second button on a boy's shirt could bring luck and make wishes.
She couldn't wait to hope that her parents could be by her side on her next birthday instead of leaving her alone in a cold hospital.
In the end, the boy agreed to the girl's conditions and took 50,000 yuan from the girl's black card.
Not a penny more…
At that moment, he told himself over and over again in his heart that he remembered this person and would never forget it for the rest of his life.
But such fifty thousand is an astronomical figure in the world of young people, and such a girl is an unattainable dream, a dream that can be engraved in the heart.
But for the girl, this seems to be an episode in her life. An episode that can be remembered or forgotten. (To be continued)