Chapter 595 Burning
""—Her mother's illness came too suddenly and hit her hard. And because of the complicated family relationship, he was forced to take responsibility·"
Tang Song's hands helped the eldest sister massage her peach buttocks, and his voice was low and full of emotion.
Wen Ruan twisted her body, and a look of emotion appeared in her eyes.
She is a sentimental person and can empathize with the heroines described in the Tang and Song Dynasties.
An introverted, sensitive and timid girl feels the despair of being isolated and helpless when faced with great changes in her family and the pressure of reality.
"It's really hard for this girl. With her character, she will definitely be bullied."
Tang Song sighed, "Yes, very pitiful."
After hearing his words and looking at his expression, Wen Ruan's heart moved slightly, and she quickly noticed something was wrong.
She slightly narrowed her peach blossom eyes and leaned forward, "Wait a minute, Tang Song. How do you know these things about her family so clearly?
“Know you?”
Tang Song’s eyes dodge for a moment, and he nodded: “She was my deskmate for the third year of junior high school.”
"What? My deskmate in junior high school?" Wen Ruan's eyes widened and she stood up from him suddenly, "You have been so secretive in the past few days, could it be because of her?!"
Tang Song's voice became much softer, "That's indeed what happened."
Wen Ruan took a step back alertly, her eyes a little dangerous, "So, don't tell me, this is another 'Liu Qingning'!"
"That's not true." Tang Song smiled awkwardly, and then told Zhang Yan's story over the years as objectively and calmly as possible.
High School, Liu Qingning, QQ Message, Yancheng Agricultural University, Tiantongyuan Half Ground Wen Ruan listened quietly, the expression on his face gradually changed from the initial irritation to surprise, and then to complexity and silence.
This is no longer a simple secret love, this is a kind of self-constructed emotional sustenance that is close to faith.
In this regard, she is more empathetic.
The story between her and the Tang and Song Dynasties was not smooth sailing, and there were many twists and turns and sadness.
Because of the gap in age, wealth and status, she has also experienced avoidance, inferiority, and expectations.
It’s just that she needs to be much braver and bolder, and also much stronger.
But soon, she regained her alertness, looked at Tang Song, and said with piercing eyes: "So, buddy, what do you mean by laying the groundwork for so long?"
"The industry she is currently engaged in is a copy editor for book marketing." Tang Song finally stated her purpose, "And where she is. My company is a secondary agent of Nebula International Group, and I want her to work at Nebula International. "
"It's just a matter of arranging a job, it's a trivial matter." Wen Ruan's eyes twitched, "You have the final say at Nebula International. I'm just a "worker" who holds shares on your behalf. You can just decide on this small matter. What about that? I have a video conference to hold later. Let’s talk about these short-term topics when we have time. 》
"Wait a minute." Tang Song quickly took her arm and kissed the eldest sister on the face. "In addition to this, I also need you to guide her and help her with ideological work. Zhang Yan is too fragile, and he dare not let the other party know many things.
But there is definitely no way to hide it all the time. If there is a thunder, Her character really can't bear it.
Of course, the main reason is that Zhang Yan has been through so much misery these years, and he can't bear to let his junior high school classmate suffer again.
He needs a "buffer zone", someone who can help Zhang Yan build a strong psychological defense line gently, patiently and subtly.
In this regard, Wen Ruan, who is mature and stable, loves life and has many friends, is undoubtedly the best candidate.
He even hopes that Zhang Yan can grow up slowly under the protection of Wen Ruan at Nebula International in the future.
But there is another problem, that is, Zhang Yan may be somewhat resistant to this, and it will take a long time to mentally build up.
"Holy crap! Don't tell me, you want me to take the blame again?!" The soft voice suddenly rose, and she looked at him in disbelief, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Are you kidding me? !
A sensitive and introverted "innocent little white flower" with a ten-year secret love history; a "princess in distress" who has just experienced a huge change in her family and regards you as the only life-saving straw; plus a "hero saving the beauty" type of romance led by you!
This buff is almost full!
This kind of girl has no resistance at all to the walking hormones of Tang and Song Dynasty!
But he is an out-and-out scumbag! If that girl knew the truth, she would be a walking bomb!
She Zhuangzhuang has already taken the blame for Liu Qingning, Director Jin and Su Yu, and now she wants to take the blame for "First Love Bai Yueguang (Reverse Version)"?
Does she want to live? !
Seeing the eldest sister’s fierce reaction, Tang Song could only smile and said bravely: "Um - Ruanruan, you can’t go back on what you promised before."
Wen Ruan suddenly asked, "When did I promise you such a thing?!"
"I have evidence." Tang Song took out his mobile phone from his pocket unhurriedly.
Clicked on a recording and pressed the play button. A lazy and confused female voice, accompanied by suppressed breathing, came out from the mobile phone:
【「嗯啊——**.—什么？什么人才—·哦，张妍——你说了算嘛——·嗯啊—.别—快点—」】
温软那张风情万种的脸，瞬间涨红一片。
She opened her eyes wide, looking at the innocent-looking dog man in front of her, and couldn't believe her ears.
He grabbed a document and threw it at Tang Song Lang. His voice was both shameful and angry, "Trick me in this situation?! And you are actually recording?! Shameless! Dirty! Pervert!"
Tang Song caught the folder, stepped forward, hugged the eldest sister's plump body, and pushed her against the wall.
He said confidently: "This is what you promised yourself. The evidence is conclusive and cannot be denied."
"You bastard!" Wenruan began to resist violently.
However, all the struggles seemed weak and weak in the face of the powerful physiques of the Tang and Song Dynasties. Instead, they were more like the push and pull of some kind of interest.
Tang and Song kissed him directly and started to attack.
In the rest area of the hospital.
"Zhang Yan? Zhang Yan! What's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale?"
Lulu finally noticed something was wrong with her good friend and shook her arm anxiously.
"I-I'm fine" Zhang Yan suddenly came back to her senses, her body trembling as if she was electrocuted.
Then he pressed the phone screen in a panic, as if he was frightened.
Lulu took her phone with concern, put it aside, and probed her forehead with the back of her hand, "Are you too tired? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Don't scare me."
"No, it's really okay." Zhang Yan lowered her head, looking straight at the ground.
Looking at her devastated look, Lulu thought she was afraid again because of her mother, so she could only comfort her softly.
After a while.
Zhang Yan suddenly stood up and whispered: "My mother is going to have a check-up soon. I will go over and accompany her."
"Well, okay, then I will go back first."< /p>
Lulu stood up and before leaving, she couldn’t help but continue to encourage: "There is still work to do. With the relationship between Tang and Song Dynasty, you really should come to Nebula International Group.
p>“That Director Wen seems to be a very nice person and has a strong aura.
“If we can go to a new company together, we will not only be free of workplace oppression like Fatty Bai, but also make a lot of money.”
Like Zhang Yan, she is a low-level social creature struggling to survive in this huge city.
They know very well what a good job means.
I have never thought in my life that I would meet friends at the level of Tang and Song Dynasties. This is simply an opportunity given by God to change my destiny.
Of course, the core of all this is Zhang Yan.
If she can go over with him, relying on this relationship, their lives will completely open a new chapter.
However, Zhang Yan just remained silent.
After a long time, she shook her head gently, "No, Lulu - I, I want to try another industry -"
"Huh?" Lulu was stunned, "You -"
This is Nebula International! It will be launched next!
In the past, it could be said that she was afraid of not being able to find a suitable job or being eliminated, so she changed industries.
But now, there is a glittering golden road right in front of her, and she actually chose to give up?
She really can’t understand.
But seeing Zhang Yan’s expression, she swallowed back what she didn’t say.
It’s better to wait until the matter about her mother is settled.
The whole afternoon that follows.
Zhang Yan was like a clockwork robot, following her mother with a blank expression, and followed her for inspections.
Fortunately, Zhao Fei has arranged everything.
From the CT room to the ultrasound department, from MRI to blood tests, every link is seamless and unobstructed.
All she needs to do is wait for one thing.
And this leisure wrapped in "privilege" was causing her more suffering than any physical running around at this moment.
Because it gave her a lot of time to think, to have random thoughts, to face the most fundamental problem that she deliberately avoided, Liu Qingning.
From the time she reunited with Tang and Song until now, she has been trying her best to avoid the name, even subconsciously not thinking about it.
Sitting on the bench outside the CT room, Zhang Yan was silent for a long time, and finally took out her mobile phone.
With trembling fingertips, he entered "Liu Qingning-Qingning Technology" in the search box.
Soon, some scattered news reports appeared on the screen, and even a few photos.
It’s the Liu Qingning she knows.
Most of them are in reports related to "Qingmi AI".
The App "Qingmi AI" is definitely well-known, and there are even many users around her.
Only half a year after its release, the number of registered users has exceeded 50 million. It is also the most important product of Qinglin Technology. Now it is said that the App
will soon have over 100 million users.
And Liu Qingning is actually the person in charge of this product.
Same age as her.
And what about yourself?
He is an ordinary person who cannot even keep a job, lives in a dilapidated rental house, and needs to rely on the Tang and Song Dynasties to save his mother's life.
Since Tang Song has such a close relationship with Nebula International Group, it is impossible not to know that Liu Qingning has entered Qingning Technology.
It is even possible that they have always been in contact and their relationship has always been the same.
I thought that Liu Qingning abandoned Tang and Song Dynasties and came to Shencheng, but it was just a conjecture.
Tang and Song Dynasties, Liu Qingning.
They are the people of the same world.
A feeling of inferiority that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was poured down from Tianling Gai like ice-cold water.
She suddenly felt that the past two days had been a dreamlike weekend.
She is like a shameful thief, stealing the sunshine that does not belong to her while the moon is not paying attention.
Tears slipped from the cheeks unknowingly and dripped on the screen of the mobile phone, blurring the dazzling name.
I don’t know how long it has been.
The heavy lead door of the CT room slowly opened, and the nurse pushed the mother out.
Because Zhou Hui was injected with sedatives and contrast agents, her face looked a little pale and her expression was a little depressed.
Zhang Yan immediately put away her phone, stepped forward quickly, and held her mother's cold hand tightly.
Return to the quiet special needs ward.
The nurse skillfully helped the mother adjust the bed and cover her with a quilt.
Soon, the attending physician in charge of them also walked in, holding an examination schedule in his hand.
“Today’s enhanced CT and ultrasound examinations have been completed. Judging from the preliminary images, the situation is similar to what we predicted before.——”
Zhang Yan nodded vigorously, remembering every word of the doctor in her mind.
The doctor told me a few more words to rest and relax, then turned and left.
The ward became quiet again, with only the subtle, regular "beep" sound coming from the medical equipment.
The sky is getting dark.
Zhou Hui fell into a deep sleep soon.
Zhang Yan just sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her mother motionless.
“Dong, dong dong.”
A soft knock on the door sounded.
Zhang Yan raised her head, her eyes trembled suddenly, and she stood up almost subconsciously.
Tang Song walked in lightly, carrying a big bag,
Then he showed a warm smile to her, and mouthed silently: "It's time to eat."
Then, the two came to the quiet lounge next door.
The lunch boxes were opened one by one, and they were all her favorite delicacies that she had mentioned inadvertently in the chat before - honey-glazed barbecued pork, steaming hot wonton noodles, and an iced poplar nectar.
"I didn't know what you wanted to eat, so I bought some of them." Tang Song handed her the chopsticks.
"Thank you." Zhang Yan lowered her head, her eyes slightly moist, trying hard not to act strange.
This dinner was carried out in unusual silence.
When Tang Song served her with food, her body would tighten unconsciously, and then she would whisper "Thank you" in a low voice, but she would not put it back for him like yesterday.
The budding intimacy and warmth seemed to suddenly disappear without a trace.
Tang Song’s eyes flashed with confusion, but he didn’t ask any more questions.
I just slowed down my eating speed so that the silence would not be too embarrassing.
After dinner, the two of them packed up their things together.
Tang Song said in a relaxed and joking tone: "Nebula International Group is now setting up a new team for AI marketing content. There is a huge shortage of talents. We especially need editors like you who have traditional media experience and good writing skills. The combination of AI and content creation is the biggest trend now. Lulu has already seized the opportunity. As a good friend, you can't fall behind."
He finally "finished" the job with his eldest sister, and the next step was to find a way to get Zhang Yan to agree.
"Tang Song, you must be very busy, right?" Her voice was very soft, with a hint of cautious testing, "People like you must have a lot of important things to deal with every day."
Tang Song was stunned, wondering why she suddenly said this.
Zhang Yan lowered her head and continued: "I will take care of my mother's side. I will also work hard to find work. You don't have to worry about me. Really, I can't always let you worry about me. I'm sorry."
She spoke very slowly, as if she put a lot of effort into every word.
"Zhang Yan." Tang Song sat up straight and looked at her, "Have you forgotten what I told you at noon?"
Upon hearing his words, Zhang Yan's body was shocked, her long eyelashes trembled up and down, and tears were about to burst out of her eyes almost immediately.
“”—Remember. "
"So, don't say sorry to me again."
She bit her lower lip hard, stood up slowly, and said, "My mother should be waking up soon, and I have to go and take care of her. You, you are going back to Yancheng the day after tomorrow, and there must be a lot of things to deal with, so just do yours first."
Tang Song raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something, but looking at her pleading and evasive eyes, he finally did not speak.
He could clearly feel that Zhang Yan’s current mood was very wrong.
That is not a simple inferiority complex or shyness, but a deeper fear.
Based on her character, Tang and Song had some vague guesses.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, feeling a little helpless.
"Okay, then go quickly, Auntie really needs someone to accompany her now."
Tang Song stood up and watched Zhang Yan's fleeing figure disappear.
In the special needs ward, the lighting is soft.
Zhou Hui just sat up, and the nurse was carefully placing the dinner on the small table one by one. After an afternoon of professional care and rest, her complexion improved significantly and she was no longer as gloomy as before.
"Ayan, have you eaten?"
"...--Eat."
"Did Tang and Song bring you food?"
Zhang Yan was silent for a moment, said "Hmm" softly, and sat down on the chair next to her mother.
Start to repeat the doctor’s instructions.
Seeing her daughter's distraught appearance, Zhou Hui's eyes flashed with a hint of unnoticeable worry.
It’s past 8 o’clock in the evening.
Zhou Hui kiln finished Gao Tian’s liquid.
Zhang Yan stood up and said: "Mom, I have to go back home. Orange needs to settle down, and there are some things about the porridge in the company that need to be dealt with."
"Well, it's okay. You can go without worry. Xiao Li and Xiao Zhang are accompanying you here. They are both very professional." Zhou Hui nodded, and then asked cautiously, "Will Luo Song come to pick you up?"
Zhang Yan’s expression tightened, and she took a deep breath and said, "Mom, Luo Song is very busy. We have already caused enough trouble to others, and--and he is just coming to Yangcheng for a business trip and will leave soon."
"Ah? This-" Zhou Hui's heart skipped a beat, and the ominous premonition surged again. Go up, "Then after you—"
"Mom." Zhang Yan pursed her lips tightly and whispered, "I'm going back first."
Looking at her daughter's obviously dodging expression and listening to her pretending to be strong, Zhou Hui understood instantly.
The most feared thing happened.
"Ayan." Zhou Hui suddenly reached out and took Nvhao's hand, "I have something to say to you."
That big rough hand was thin from years of hard work, but it was unusually warm and strong.
The familiar temperature made Zhang Yan’s nose sore and she sat down again.
Zhou Hui said politely to the two nursing staff of Yizhou, and they immediately exited the ward knowingly and gently closed the door.
Only mother and daughter were left in the room.
Zhou Hui took Zhang Yan’s hand and rubbed it gently and repeatedly.
"Ayan," she looked at Nvhao, with a clarity in her cloudy eyes, "Mom, you don't have much literature, your life has been a failure,
There is no life experience worth learning from, to put it bluntly, you are a useless person."
"Mom is not like this." Zhang Yan moved her lips, wanting to refute.
Zhou Hui shook her head, interrupted her, and talked about her two marriages.
"When I was young, in order to marry your dad and have a falling out with your grandma's family, I traveled thousands of miles to the countryside of Yan Province. I thought, as long as I keep the family well, plant the land well, and take good care of him, it will be the greatest support for him...""
"Then I followed your Uncle Chen - I worked hard to cultivate my life, and I treated his children no worse than Shuang Shuang. I left everything to them, big and small, at home."
When Zhou Hui said this, she wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, full of bitterness and desolation.
Zhang Yan was also the first to fully understand her mother’s stories.
Zhou Hui is indeed very unfortunate.
In one marriage, she gave everything for love, but was severely injured; in another marriage, she gave everything for her family and daughter, but was ultimately defeated by the cold reality.
And her whole life has been one of hardship, tolerance and withdrawal.
After a long time, Zhou Hui stopped narrating.
The eyes fell on Nu Hao’s face, which was brighter than ever before,
“Ayan, Mom doesn’t want you to follow my old path. I hope you can be happy, and there will be someone who will really love you and protect you in the future.”
“A woman can meet a woman who treats you sincerely and well. , It’s really not easy to be able to protect your man today!”
She squeezed her daughter’s hand tightly and said every word.
“A bowl of steaming rice is placed on the table. If you don’t quickly pick up the chopsticks to eat, do you expect others to leave a bite for you? How silly!”
"You are lucky to meet Luo Song, a classmate you have known since junior high school! God has been unable to stand it for so many years and feels sorry for you. You deserve it!"
Zhang Yan's eyes were blurred by her tearful father. She could no longer control it, threw herself into her mother's arms, and began to cry uncontrollably.
It’s just like when I was a child, I was wronged at school and came home and threw myself into my mother’s arms.
She burst into tears and swallowed hard: "But I am not good enough for him. He has other girls he likes, who are a hundred times, a thousand times better than me."
Zhou Hui hugged Nvhao's trembling body, listening to her heartbreaking cry, her own eye circles became red.
She did not speak immediately, but stretched out her rough hand and patted the woman's back again and again, allowing her to vent all her grievances and uneasiness.
After a long time, Zhang Yan’s crying gradually subsided.
She said slowly: "Silly girl."
"If he really doesn't have you in his heart, how can he do so many things for you when he is full?"
"Also Even if he doesn’t think you’re ‘worthy’, why don’t you go for it?”
“You have to know that some people are really gone if you avoid them.”
On the way back, the night breeze was cool.
Zhang Yan was sitting outside the window of the bus. Outside the window was the lights of entrepreneurs in Yangcheng, like flowing rivers of light, flickering in and out of her pupils.
In my mind, my mother's words always echoed, "If you escape, you will really be gone."
I returned to Lanxinyuan Community in a daze, climbed the familiar six-story staircase,
With a "click", I opened the door.
"Meow~" The orange immediately jumped out of the darkness like a warm cannonball, rubbing her ankles affectionately and spreading the cocoon with all its strength.
Zhang Yan bent down to pick it up, put her face into its soft hair, and took a deep breath.
The lights in the room were lit one by one by her. She stood in the middle of the living room and looked around.
After a whole day of drying and ventilation, the warehouse surfaces that were once mottled and damp, which she was ashamed to show to others, are now as smooth and clean as new, glowing with a soft, warm white glow under the light.
She couldn’t help but walked forward and touched it gently with her fingers.
Then, her eyes swept across the shabby sofa, the balcony, and the "Dragon Ball" on the simple bookshelf.
Her mind was in chaos. One moment it was Liu Qingning’s face that was so confident and bright that people dared not look directly at it, and the next moment it was Luo Song’s side face that was stained with white paint and smiling when she was cleaning the warehouse with her, as well as his kisses and hugs.
All the images intertwined and collided, making her vision blurred.
The first time I heard the name "Liu Qingning" was more than a month after the first year of high school, on a slightly cool autumn day.
She was in No. 2 Middle School at that time.
In her heart, Luo Song is her best and only friend.
He said that even if they go to different high schools, they will always be friends again.
She took it seriously and remembered to be extra serious.
But his QQ profile picture never lit up again, and she lost all ways to contact him,
Finally, on a Friday afternoon, she mustered up the greatest courage in her life and stepped into the gate of No. 1 Middle School for the first time, wanting to ask him if he had changed his QQ account.
But she only saw him standing with the girl who was as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll under the banyan tree filled with golden sunlight,
smiling so brightly.
She instinctively hid in the crowd. Then I heard the comments from people around me and heard the name "Liu Qingning".
After that, the name followed him like a shadow, coming and going.
Every time she went to No. 1 Middle School, whether it was in the playground, canteen, or at the walking hall and book cafe opposite the school gate.
She is present in his body most of the time.
At that time, she did not overestimate her ability and worked hard to become a top student.
No matter how hard you try, your results can only be considered average.
It is also because of Liu Qingning as a dazzling reference that she will become more or less inferior, or more timid when looking up at her.
In the end, I completely hid myself in that corner that no one cares about.
I have been hiding for 10 years.
In the end, it was her ten years of watching and the wish she made in "Dragon Balls" that finally brought about such an unreasonable "miracle".
The reason why a miracle can be called a miracle is because it is so incredible that there may only be one loss in a lifetime.
"If you escape, you will really be gone - Luo Song - Luo Song -"
She randomly wiped away the tears that had fallen from unknown time, and said the name repeatedly and unconsciously in her mouth.
An unprecedented reluctance and excitement spurted out from the depths of my heart!
There seemed to be a bright flame starting to burn little by little in the eyes of Fu who were always timid.
She took a deep breath, came to the bedroom, and hurriedly changed into the "most decent" autumn clothes.
Then, she took out the gift box that she had carefully hidden from the bedside table.
Gently open it, and the pair of earrings shining with tiny starlight under the light lie quietly on the soft velvet.
With trembling hands, she looked in the mirror and awkwardly put it on her ears.
The girl in the mirror seemed to start to "glow" with the earrings.
Then, she pulled out a dusty cardboard box from under the bed, and dug out a beautiful hard-shell gift box that she had prepared.
She put 34 comic books into the gift box one by one in random order until the gift box was filled to the brim.
Picked up the heavy box and said goodbye to Orange.
Li left home.
Heavy footsteps echoed in the dilapidated corridor.
She walked out of the unit building into the cool night breeze and stopped a taxi on the side of the road.
"Master, go to the Four Seasons Hotel."