In the northern cities, there are no bridges that are used for dramatic scenery in TV dramas and can see the sea or rivers. There are only pedestrian overpasses that cross the streets. People standing on them will be covered in car exhaust and dust within two minutes.
Jiang Kezhou really wanted to jump off the flyover for a moment.
If his feet were on the surface of the water, maybe he would really go down, but unfortunately, there are all speeding cars underneath. If someone suddenly falls from above, it will probably cause a series of car accidents. Jiang Kezhou didn't have the hobby of committing suicide and pulling people's backs. He walked around a small stall selling mobile phone film stickers, found an open space, propped his elbows on the railing, and exhaled heavily.
However, the feeling of suffocation in the lungs is still there.
The railings are not too high, and looking down in the direction of the traffic will give you the illusion of falling or being knocked into the air. However, only such stimulation can make the heart beat faster, the blood rushes to the top of the head and limbs, and the hands and feet that have been stiff and cold in the warm wind of late spring finally show signs of freedom of movement.
Jiang Kezhou took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found a pile of missed calls accumulated last night from the call log, and called back.
The process of waiting for the connection seemed to be stretched infinitely, and the monotonous electronic beep sounded seven or eight times, and the other party finally answered the phone.
Neither of them spoke.
They clearly knew that the other party was listening and could hear the noisy background sound, but it seemed that they had lost the function of speech at this moment, and only the sound of their own breathing remained in the earpiece.
"Got home?"
Ye Zheng's voice was very soft, his breath seemed unstable, but his tone was still calm, as if nothing had happened, "I'm still in S City..."
"Ye Zheng."
Jiang Kezhou interrupted him suddenly. Compared with Ye Zheng's calmness and ease, his tone was already trembling. A huge and indescribable pain flooded all his senses, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his lungs, and it took all his strength to put together a sentence.
"Let me go please… "
Cut off all these years of entanglement and love, and return them to you.
Please let me go.
"...Ke Zhou, don't hang up, listen to me," Ye Zheng's voice trembled slightly, but there was unquestionable persistence in his words, "Unless I see you with my own eyes, I don't believe a word of what I just said. Now Don't make any decisions yet, I'll go home in three days, and we'll have a face-to-face meeting when I get back, okay?"
Jiang Kezhou couldn't make any sound, was silent for a long while, and hung up the phone first.
He thought almost masochistically: "When you broke up, you rushed back to try to stay? The TV dramas are all lies. Look, this is the true love you got bitten by a dog."
Ye Zheng was on an IV drip with one hand, and pressed his stomach with the other. Cold sweat trickled down his temples to his chin. A few locks of sweat-wet black hair stuck to his bloodless side face, which was shockingly vivid. It took him a long time to recover from the almost collapsed pain, and motioned Yan Zhixing to continue, "What else?"
"The doctor said that your stomach bleeding last night might have been caused by an ulcer, and today you need a gastroscopy and other examinations to confirm further." Yan Zhixing said, "In addition, the best actor last night was not awarded to Mr. Yan, the winner was a A new student, Mr. Yan asked the company to terminate the contract this morning."
"Turn it to Vice President Chang and ask him to talk to Yan Jia," Ye Zheng said in a sluggish state, his eyes half-closed, looking sickly, "don't force Yan Jia to leave if he wants to leave." Walk."
Yan Zhixing said anxiously: "But..."
"He's already found his next home," Ye Zheng said, "It's a disaster to keep this kind of person, so give me the phone."
"Your body is weak, and the doctor told you to rest more," Yan Zhixing looked at his face worriedly, and gently advised, "Leave everything else aside, your body is important."
Ye Zheng said weakly: "Stop talking nonsense, bring it here."
The call was not about Jiang Kezhou as Yan Zhixing expected, but Wang Songsheng. Ye Zheng didn't deliberately avoid him, and arranged his plans one by one in front of him.
It took Yan Zhixing a lot of effort to control his expression, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Ye, are you going to confront Daqin Films head-on?"
"Yan Jia," Ye Zheng squinted his eyes slightly, "smart, he can take advantage of the situation; his heart is higher than the sky, and he is willing to let go. When it comes to cruelty, few people can compare with him. Otherwise, you think that relying on How much money can push him to where he is today?"
"The only disadvantage is that he is too self-righteous. When he hugs Qiao Gaochang's thigh, he feels that I am invincible in the world. Some people can touch others and others can't. He dares to come to challenge me, but he treats himself too much. " He was out of breath, so he had to rest for a while after saying a few words, and continued after a while, "I originally planned to wait for a few days to free up my hands to deal with him, but this disease happened unfortunately, so I had to make preparations early. You help me Look at him, in case I... this person must not stay."
Yan Zhixing heard the ominous meaning in his words, and his heart clicked.
Ye Zheng noticed the sudden change in his face, and smiled, but did not rush to deny it: "Bring the computer over this afternoon, I want to read some documents."
"You..." He stood beside the bed blankly, his chest was filled with sudden sadness, and he didn't know what to say.
Ye Zheng looked calm, and said lightly: "My mother and grandmother both died of stomach cancer. To tell you the truth, I don't feel very good this time."
After a series of inspections in the afternoon, Yan Zhixing was sent back to rest by Ye Zheng. Perhaps the medicines taken during the day began to take effect, and the dull stomach pain finally subsided in the evening. Ye Zheng put on his clothes and got out of bed, opened a blank document on the computer, and started typing.
These words seemed to have been engraved in his mind long ago, and the writing smoothly turned into neat paragraphs on the screen. After Ye Zheng completed it in one go, he deleted and edited a few places, adjusted the format, and the entire document was completed.
There are still some regrets, if there is a chance in the future, please modify it slowly.
He dragged the file into an encrypted private folder. In addition to some important documents and contracts, there is actually an electronic version of the maintenance contract that Yan Zhixing drafted for him back then.
The cursor stayed on the file for more than ten seconds, and double-clicked to open the file.
Ye Zheng stared at the screen, but his thoughts drifted back to a long time ago.
On the day they met for the first time, Ye Zheng's business at Xijing Firm A was not going well, and he was still losing his temper when he returned to the office. Not long after, Yan Zhixing, who was in charge of settling Jiang Kezhou, also returned to the company. Ye Zheng asked casually, and heard Yan Zhixing recount someone's classic quotations of "I take full responsibility" and "You are such a good person" to him.
Ye Zheng was angry at first, but he laughed after hearing this.
He thought of the fleeting glance when he walked into the box, it was really not the type of stunning glance, but the moment of dejection was very clearly imprinted in his mind.
It can easily arouse the desire for sadism, but it is also unexpectedly painful. It made people want to bully him, but he couldn't bear to bully him too hard.
He said to Yan Zhixing: "Go and draw up a nurturing contract for me."
Assistant Yan's eyeballs almost popped out of the frame. He is a dignified assistant to the president, and every day he handles contracts worth hundreds of millions of dollars. How come he suddenly falls to the point where he has to write a deed of sale? !
While listing the terms of the contract, Yan Zhixing said, "The total transaction price is 1.8 million, how long is it?"
Ye Zheng said casually, "Five years."
Yan Zhixing: "..."
Buying a house for 1.8 million for five years is so dark that you can open a coal mine!
Maybe he was too loud in his heart, Ye Zheng sneered and said: "Really think he is a diamond, a diamond that will last forever? It's just a matter of one or two years, just write a longer time limit to make him play."
Back then, he dismissed it, but now he slaps him in the face. Ye Zheng even regretted why he didn't write the time longer, ten or twenty years...or simply tied him by his side for the rest of his life.
But does he still have time
the next day.
Since he was not accompanied by his family members, Ye Zheng insisted on listening by himself, so the doctor told him the results of the examination directly: "The endoscopic examination showed a 3*3cm mass in the antrum of the stomach, which was suspected to be a tumor. There were irregular ulcers on the top mucosa, which caused Upper gastrointestinal bleeding. The biopsy was negative, but because the lower forceps were shallow during sampling, only the mucosa was taken, and the tumor was not touched, so the current pathology report is not comprehensive. We cannot conclude that the tumor is benign just based on a negative biopsy .”
Ye Zheng clenched and loosened the hand hanging by his side repeatedly until his breathing stabilized before he asked, "How likely is it stomach cancer?"
It is rare for the doctor to see such a calm patient, so he softened his tone: "Under the endoscope, it looks like a malignant ulcer to the naked eye, and your maternal family has a history of gastric cancer, half of which may be malignant tumors. But the biopsy is negative, then It means that there is still a high possibility that there is no cancer. It is recommended that you have another examination as soon as possible and prepare for surgery. Even if it is stomach cancer, as long as it is treated as soon as possible, the chance of survival is very high. You should not have too much psychological burden. "
Ye Zheng listened to the meaning in his words, and understood that the doctor tried his best to tell the truth, and the possibility of gastric cancer was more likely. Right now, his emotions were still frozen and he didn't react, Ye Zheng took advantage of his sanity, thanked the doctor for getting up and leaving the consulting room. Yan Zhixing silently helped him back to the ward, and every step he took, the despair in his heart recovered a little.
When he reached the door of the ward, Ye Zheng stopped, turned his head and said to Yan Zhixing: "Three things. First, book a return ticket tonight; second, contact the hospital."
"Also, help me make an appointment with Attorney Zhou tomorrow, and let him come over the day after tomorrow to handle my will."
Although Ye Zheng had asked Yan Zhixing to block the news, hiring a lawyer inevitably alarmed Ye Jun. As soon as Ye Zheng landed at the airport, he was "invited" into the car by someone sent by his elder brother. However, the head of the Ye family was full of doubts and anger, and when he saw his younger brother's face, he was instantly wiped out. He didn't even dare to say a serious word, and immediately asked the driver to drive to the hospital.
It was still Ye Zheng who held him down: "It's okay, go home first, I'll go to the hospital after I've dealt with these matters."
Ye Jun said: "Don't think about it. I know you can't worry about him. Take care of your health first, and the days ahead will be long."
The corners of Ye Zheng's eyes were slightly curved, showing a faint smile. Against the night outside the window, instead of joy, it makes people feel sad.
"hope so."
On the same night, Jiang Kezhou sat leaning on the window sill, the windows were wide open, and under his feet were street lamps that were as fine as grains of rice. The high-rise is windy, and the night wind blows into the room, and it seems that countless invisible sands are carried in the wind, which easily makes people's eyes burn.
Thinking too much, lacking a sense of security, wishing to turn on the self-protection mode all the time, shrinking myself into a hard shell of indifference... This kind of character is not a pleasing setting, who is willing to warm a stone when he has nothing to do ? But there was someone who held him in the palm of his hand.
He was afraid of letting that person down, so he obediently took off his armor, showing his defenseless weakness with trepidation, but he was spread out by the world and rumors to slaughter him at will.
A stone is a stone after all, and when it tries to show its heart, it will probably end in pieces.
Jiang Kezhou found Cao Shengyi's number and called him: "Xiao Cao, the psychiatrist you mentioned last time, give me his number and address."
The last time I left this villa was five days ago, and in less than a week, when I came back, I felt like a world away. Standing in front of the porch, Jiang Kezhou reached out to press the doorbell. All his emotions seemed to be stranded in the wind of last night. There was only one strangely peaceful thought in his mind——
The roses in the garden are blooming, and summer is coming.
Aunt Xie opened the door and welcomed him into the living room. Jiang Kezhou caught sight of Ye Zheng sitting by the French window. He lost a lot of weight, and looked sideways at the door as if he had just recovered.
The eyes of the two met in mid-air.
This glance, separated by many concealments, entangled obsessions and unspeakable feelings, coincides exactly with the thrilling glance many years ago.
There is no reason to join, no reason to leave. The sea of people is kneading sand, and the division is predetermined. *
"sit down."
Ye Zheng sat on both ends of the sofa with him, facing each other from a distance. Jiang Kezhou habitually felt that the distance was weird, and he realized in the next second that they were no longer able to sit side by side.
"That night, Yan Jia called you and let you hear my conversation with him. I didn't know about it until he asked someone to hand over his mobile phone to me afterwards. When I rushed back to the hotel from the venue, you had already left gone."
The sunlight came in from the window, shone on his straight shoulders, and cast heavy shadows on the ground.
"Regardless of whether this incident was intentionally planned by Yan Jia or not, what I said and the choices I made at that time have become established facts. I am sorry for hurting you because of my selfishness."
Jiang Kezhou shook his head, unwilling to say more, and said concisely: "It's not because of this matter, it's my problem."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Ye Zheng's heart began to ache. However, the pain has to be endured, and the things he concealed cannot reveal any traces. Ye Zheng is not a very shameless person, but before everything is confirmed, he dare not use his illness to tie Jiang Kezhou so brazenly—he knows that as long as he speaks, Jiang Kezhou will be in the face of the great panic of losing. Swallow all grievances and return to him.
Then what
If it is really unfortunate that he stepped on the 50%, let Jiang Kezhou taste the pain he has suffered enough
When the thread holding his heart and courage is stretched to the extreme and finally breaks, the huge gap in the middle cannot be made up, maybe Jiang Kezhou will never fall in love with anyone else in his life.
He will always engrave the name Ye Zheng on his heart in the cruelest way.
But Ye Zheng couldn't bear it.
From the first time he met him, he kept softening his heart towards this man, retreating again and again, but Jiang Kezhou still suffered a lot. He always wanted to treat him better, but suddenly the heavens were stingy and made it happen.
"Don't excuse me," Ye Zheng said warmly, "Our relationship started from nurturing, and our relationship was not equal from the beginning. You have always been full of distrust in this relationship, and I didn't deal with Yan Jia, which caused you Started to waver and think our relationship can't last, right?"
"To be honest, I'm sorry for this matter. If you want to get out of it, I have no reason to stop you."
Jiang Kezhou seemed to suddenly lose his ability to understand, and his eyes fell on his bloodless lips out of focus.
"But Kezhou, I'm also a selfish person."
Ye Zheng looked into his eyes and said slowly and clearly: "There is still one year before the end of the contract. I will give you one year to get out of my control and live the life you want. I will not interfere with any of your decisions You can slowly think about whether you can accept this relationship, it is a transition period. After one year, if you are willing to continue, I will wait for you to come back."
When he said this, he paused for a moment, and then, a subtle crack finally appeared in the calm demeanor that remained intact.
"If you still can't accept it, then we'll... break up."