VP Volume 7

I used to say that I would post the message before Thanksgiving, but I finally got it out today and I will post it all today.

I wish you all a happy

Day 3.

Jiang Zhihan came out of the treatment room, couldn't see even a slight change.

Waiting for him in the special care unit was Ruan Fangfang who flew from Zhongzhou. In recent years, she has spent very little time in the capital and often went back to Zhongzhou to live with her parents when she was not on business trips. Fangfang, who used to love white clothes, didn't know when she began to prefer dark clothes. Today she was wearing a dark thin dress, which of course did not reduce her appearance at all.

Sitting next to HN, she was chatting casually with someone who had just fallen asleep. "Ni Shang and Lin Mo naturally met, and Xiaowei and Ningcui also had a brief chat. I just talked with the attending doctor for a few minutes. They said that the detailed condition materials had been faxed to the Hong Kong University Hospital yesterday. Siyi found the best expert consultation there, and flew over after reaching a conclusion. Wu Yin had only contacted him two hours ago because she went out to Camp L and should have arrived at the latest tomorrow afternoon."

"I received the text you sent last week. I didn't have time to reply to you. I thought about when to meet again. I flew to the capital and had a long talk with the old man. He didn't say much, nor did he lose his temper with me, but made one request. He said that before he left, he didn't want to see us divorce. I thought about it and agreed to him, anyway, I'm not in a hurry to have someone to tempt anyone to marry. The old man is still very good to me, and this career cannot be started without him. Although the requirements are not reasonable, nominal marriage is both restricted.

If he couldn't, he wouldn't restrain me, so don't make things difficult for the old man. He said that he would not have lived for a long time, and that would never have been said from him before. He couldn't help feeling sad when he heard it. After the conversation, I took away some personal things that were still left in the house in the capital and took them back to Zhongzhou. Last year, Xiao Du and his friends developed the property, which was the one on the hillside of Xishan. I liked it very much. I ordered the largest one for my parents, and I could move in next month. I also planned to move in with me and rest."

"I can finish work at the end of next month. From then on, I will take my year off. Why haven't I thought about it yet? I can't run away if I'm lazy. By the way, the sponsor of the basketball team in Ningzhou is about to run away. I can't resist a friend's instigation and prepare to take over. Haha, I greeted the club boss. When recruiting people, my figure and posture are the most important, and I must be more handsome and cool. Finally one day, there are more than a dozen handsome guys who work hard for me. This is a wonderful time that I didn't dare to imagine in my dreams before."

If there is someone next to you, you will definitely be surprised by the nagging Fangfang, which is inconsistent with her usual image.

But she didn't care and kept nagging all the way, "Last month, I met Xiao Yiwu on the streets of Zhongzhou. He had been married for several years. The child was two years old. He rode on his neck and looked very loving. Don't say, his wife is so beautiful, he looks so old. Maybe... he really has some strange attraction, his income is not high, and his work is not glamorous. Look, there are still beautiful girls who are willing to marry him. It means that my vision back then was not too bad... Later, it got worse, and it was mostly thanks to you. Any serious thinking and rational choices are all lies."

"You don't know, I'm still strangely feeling guilty when I meet Lin Mo and Ni Shang. That year I found you on the streets of Vancouver, but after returning to China, I had to hide it from them, watching them look through the water and wait for you to appear. I'm not a lie, so I turned them off several times when they asked me for dinner, so there were some small misunderstandings between each other later."

"Lin Mo and Ni Shang said, I want to tell you something that may touch your past..."

Where to start?

The beautiful woman, like a spirit, held her cheek with her hands, recalled seriously:

That year, I met at the Physics Olympic School in Zhongzhou Normal University, and it was also a day of red and green. She stood aside and saw him and a few guys who were flirting with his girlfriend who said frivolously. She and his girlfriend stood behind, and Ni Shang pinched her hand so much that it hurt but didn't notice it at all.

That evening, she held the basketball left by Xiao Yiwu and sat foolishly on the side of the basketball court. He slapped the ball one by one, waking her from the memories. He asked her to try shooting and not be the good dragon Ye Gong. Sweat dripped on the concrete floor. When she looked up, she saw his gentle smile.

That morning, they took a taxi together to watch the verdict. The sky outside the court was very high and gloomy. He advised her with great sincerity that everyone was self-deprecating and not to take their anger on their parents.

That night, she was wearing Mickey Mouse's pajamas, and she was dizzy and drunk, and she even wanted to indulge her. He pushed her down on the pillow, Fangfang, I don't want to lose you as a friend. When I wake up tomorrow, grow up and control my own destiny.

On the eve of the New Year that year, they met by chance on the streets of the downtown city and went to a secluded small teahouse for tea together. He took her onto the bus. She stood at the rear of the bus and watched him standing in place through the window glass. The car was getting farther and farther away from him, and the New Year bells were getting closer and closer.

On that National Day, on the top of Nun Mountain, she soaked her feet in the cold stream and said to him, Ni Shang still likes you, you must grasp it well.

That night, they had supper by the Cuihu Lake and walked along the long embankment to the dim street. In front of the big tree in front of my cousin's residence, she said to him, "My green hn, start from him, and end from you."

That time, they met for the first time in many years. Under the warm lights of the cafe, they talked about past events, old friends, and boys who were pursuing her.

That night, I was working overtime in the office and suddenly I received a call from him. He asked her that it would be too bad for me to be married. She replied to him, do you really like being invited?

That evening, she called Ni Shang in her spare time, but heard the news that something happened to him. She prepared a few side dishes and waited for her husband to come home under the lamp. She thought about how to ask him to call his father-in-law's subordinates and ask them to help.

That midnight in autumn, when she went home and saw Chi L's husband and domineering mistress lying on her hn, she was surprised to find that she was not surprised at all. She grabbed the woman's hair and threw it out. She suddenly felt that using violence to her was also an insult to herself, and she felt so angry that she didn't turn around and leave because she had something important to ask him - why did she say that the matter was done, and Jiang Zhihan suddenly appeared on the list of wanted fleeing again. He laughed without hesitation, because I deliberately said that this was the trap I had set for you.

That night, facing her blade-like gaze, the drunk husband seemed to suddenly wake up. He pointed at her and said, "I knew you were lying to me for a long time. How could Xiao Yiwu be your first love? That down-and-out guy who embroidered h on cloth? Your real lover was him? Was it? Why didn't you dare to admit it now? But in the end, he couldn't escape my palm. I was just with other women, but your heart was not here at the beginning. Fangfang, Fangfang, why were you so naive that you thought I would lend a helping hand to help your lover who was still in love? She laughed in anger, grabbed the small bag on the table in the living room, and said no more, and left that home.

That winter afternoon, she and Wu Siyi talked at the coffee house on the top of the office building. Wu Siyi carefully analyzed the possible where he was in the cunning rabbit's three holes - the United States: he has investment, has a large land, and has reliable friends there; Canada: Yuan Yuan's father can give him the best shelter; Hong Kong: Feng's elder 2 and his relationship should be trustworthy; Cayman Islands: He has been there many times, not only has investment, but also has a lot of connection with the local political and business circles; perhaps Australia and Sweden, don't forget that n and Karin's father are both influential guys, and they also have business dealings with him. She turned her head and looked at the Xiaokun bag on the table, which contained her passport and a ticket to the United States.

On the streets of Vancouver that year, she suddenly remembered a Japanese ramen restaurant he had mentioned to her. After asking for a long time, she found it. The soup was very strong and fragrant. There was a long queue outside. After eating hot sweat, she walked out and was blown by the wind and her hair was stuck to her skin. She turned around a corner and suddenly saw a familiar back. Her heart beat suddenly and walked forward a few steps forward. She saw the man's unkempt white hair in the bush. She could hear a sigh of disappointment in her heart. Then, as if she had sensed, the man turned his head. In the afternoon sun in Vancouver, she couldn't believe it and couldn't help but shed tears.

That night on the pearl-like island in the South Pacific, she negotiated the company's largest listing consultant contract, clinked glasses with the old guys in suits and tied, and sneaked out while the night was dark. Soon took off the sandals on his feet and walked barefoot on the silky beach. Walked through villas and came to the one at the edge. He pushed in, and the person on the sofa pointed at the red wine glass on the coffee table next to the fireplace. Fangfang, congratulations to Facai, she glanced at him. Please, when will you dye your white hair black?

The long river of memory flowed for fifteen or sixteen years before the sun outside climbed to zhongyāng.

The man was still lying there, and he seemed to be unable to hear her nagging once.
Chapter completed!