Why do you think I don't love you anymore

Chapter 25 Chapter 25

It was already past ten o'clock the next day when we arrived at the hospital. Wen Qianhe was wearing dark circles under his eyes, but his pace was still calm. His mother was in a daze beside the hospital bed, and his father fell asleep peacefully.

The environment in the hospital is very poor, the four beds are close together and crowded, the smell of the toilet at the end of the corridor is not the smell of disinfectant, which is strong and pungent.

Afraid of waking up the people in the bed beside him, he gently opened the door and stood beside his mother like an elf, "Mom, I'm back."

When the mother saw him, she was very emotional. The old and new tears criss-crossed her wrinkled face. The woman who had just turned 39 felt like she was 60, with gray hair, sunken cheekbones, and calloused hands touching his face. It formed a dazzling contrast with his smooth and fair skin.

"Xiaohe, you are finally back, what should we do, we have to pay a lot of money, where did we get so much money?"

"The knife was too deep, almost pierced into the heart, bled a lot, and stained the cucumber field red. They said that we would have to raise him for the rest of his life. If you want to sue us, where did our family spend so much money, Qianhe, I can't tell them..."

"They asked me to call you back and said that you made a lot of money in the big city, and you must have some. I explained that you have no money in school, and they refused to listen..."

The mother complained intermittently about the grievances of the past few days, feeling uncomfortable, as if the big stone disappeared after she said it, and threw it to Wen Qianhe.

"Mom, you haven't eaten yet, eat first, leave everything here to me, all to me, I will take care of it,"

Wen Qianhe tried her best to comfort this woman who was so devastated by the years that she couldn't see the slightest beauty back then, and firmly suppressed the shaky grief in her heart.

He felt his mother's despair, and the renewed hope of seeing him back.

At the age of 20, the roles suddenly changed, and he was the pillar of his parents.

"I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry, I'm so happy, Xiaohe, it's great that you're back, I'll look for Zhang Dazhu right away, he's upstairs in ward 407, Xiaohe, let's go together."

Wen Qianhe knew her mother's personality, and she couldn't feel at ease if she didn't solve it.

"Okay," he put the luggage under the bed, reached into his pocket and grabbed the card and the cash he just took out last night.

He didn't take much, two thousand, and he was afraid of losing more.

His mother told him that Zhang Dazhu was already out of danger and transferred to a general ward.

When I went to the ground, it was not as serious as I imagined. Zhang Dazhu was in good spirits. He was lying on the hospital bed, and there were people waiting around him. He saw Wen Qianhe's mother and son coming.Overjoyed.

If I had to describe that expression, it was almost like winning the lottery.

He quickly pushed the woman beside him with his hand.

The woman turned around and looked like she owed him 800 million yuan, "Qianhe is back, your mother should have told you, so I won't repeat it."

Wen Qianhe supported the trembling mother, and glanced indifferently, "I understand the general situation, but you still need to repeat the details. For example, medical expenses."

"A total of [-]."

"Two days? Thirty thousand?" Wen Qianhe said this calmly, there was really nothing surprising.

First of all, [-] yuan is really not expensive. At first he thought it was at least stabbed, but now it seems that it is a bit of a fuss. Secondly, he knows this family too well.

Lao Ai shows off how promising his son is, works as a doctor in the county hospital, and finds a wife in the county town. He carries bags and bags home during the holidays, but a few years have passed, and his home is still the same home, still his neighbor.

I still have to go uphill to farm every day, leaving early and returning late.

I often quarrel with people because of some trivial things.

There are not many families near them, only four families, and the Zhang family offended three families.

Since high school, I have had little contact with the Zhang family.

"Hospital fees are expensive now. You have stayed in a big city for so long and you don't know it. If you don't believe me, here is the bill." The woman took out the folded medical bill from the cabinet.

Wen Qianhe took it pretending to be serious, and glanced at it slightly. Sure enough, the doctor's signature on the last column of the list turned out to be Zhang Dazhu's son Zhang Fan.

He raised the list in his hand, "I'll go to Dr. Zhang to check the account, and I'll transfer the money to your son when it's all right."

When the woman heard this, she quit, "Why should I give it to him, something happened to my old man."

"That's a bit wrong. It's true that something happened to Uncle Zhang, but it should be your son who paid the money. Logically, the money should have been given to him."

"No, I can't give it to him." After giving it to her son, can I still get it back? Not at all.

"Then it will be difficult to do this." Wen Qianhe thought about it, making a difficult expression.

Zhang Dazhu said: "If you don't pay, I will sue you in court. My son said that there are witnesses and evidences. Your family can't escape. When you go to court, let's see how arrogant you are."

After speaking, he smiled triumphantly.

Wen Qianhe was slightly surprised, "Oh, is this what your son taught you?"

"My son knows a lot of people in the court. The court will lock you criminals up!"

The woman also agreed, "When you are young and you are in prison, don't blame us for being ruthless. You found it yourself."

Mother Wen looked up at Wen Qianhe in fear, and muttered, "What to do, Xiaohe, we don't have any money, will our whole family be caught in a cell, Qianhe, Will there be no food for people in the prison, and they will be beaten every day?"

Wen Qianhe couldn't help but smile bitterly after hearing this, and really didn't know where to start. The other party said a lot, but few words were right, and she was very legally illiterate.

He choked out a sentence for a long time, "Mom, have you forgotten, I am a Fa-study, a Fa-study."

"What is studying the Fa?" Since Mother Wen suffered from cerebral infarction and memory loss, her intelligence has declined rapidly, and she didn't understand what studying the Fa was for a long time.

"Law," Wen Qianhe wrapped his arms around his mother, lowered his head and said softly, "Mom, don't worry, I'm here."

"Uncle Zhang, I can't communicate with you two. I'll go to Zhang Fan and make it clear that my mother needs to rest." Wen Qianhe turned around to leave after speaking.

Being held back by the woman, "What are you looking for? You just need to give us the money, and we'll settle the matter. Thirty thousand won't do, and twenty thousand will do."

Wen Qianhe's face was cold, and he flung it away expressionlessly, "I don't have time to mess around with you."

He was extremely angry in his heart, but he couldn't vent it on the two ignorant old people, so he could only settle accounts with Zhang Fan.

To whom would he play such a show, would he be considered a fool?

"You know in your heart whether the list is true or not. I'll hand it over to the police. I don't want to waste time with you, who will be caught breaking the law,"

After leaving these words, he led his mother out of the ward.

Before leaving two steps, there was a heart-piercing howl from the door of the ward.

"Hurry up, people! There is no law of the king! You want to run away after stabbing someone!"

"bully!"

The sharp cries were louder and louder, and the woman saw that the two did not look back, so she sat down on the ground, pointing at the sky and scolding the earth.

"This inhumane family will die!"

It attracts many theatergoers to stop and watch, pointing and discussing.

Mother Wen tugged on Wen Qianhe's sleeve, "Xiaohe,"

"Don't talk to her, let her make trouble!"

Obviously, the dog jumped the wall in a hurry, and this kind of person is annoying.Suddenly fortunately, my mother made the decision to cut off contact with his family in the early years.

Wen Qianhe first went to the nurse's station to report that there was trouble at 407, and asked Zhang Fan's office by the way.

Then he asked his mother to go back to the ward to watch his father, fearing that the people from the Zhang family would make trouble and affect his father's rest.

As soon as the office door was opened, it came.

"Here's the list, what's wrong with you?" Wearing gold-rimmed eyes, short cropped hair, and meticulously dressed, his eyes were fixed on the computer screen, and his hands kept sliding the mouse.

"Zhang Fan, you made this order?" Wen Qianhe didn't hand him the order, but waved it in front of him.

"Yes," Zhang Fan looked up, he was stunned for a second, and then said in surprise, "You're back?"

"Your family just wants me to come back, isn't it interesting?"

"Interesting, things will be much easier when you come back."

Wen Qianhe said: "This list is fake, your father was not injured,"

"You're still so smart, Qianhe, I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Zhang Fan smiled, leaning on the office chair and watching.

"Are you sick? If something happens to my dad, I'll never end with you."

"The two of us are endless. Your father will not have an accident. For so many years, he has been given the best medicine. You have to pay me back."

Zhang Fan especially likes to look up at Wen Qianhe, with his impeccable appearance, every inch is extremely beautiful, and he also loves to capture his every expression.

"Your mother is still making trouble up there."

Zhang Fan shrugged, "Follow her."

Wen Qianhe couldn't believe it, "That's your mother."

"I know." Zhang Fan turned his head to look at the patients waiting outside the door, "Qian He, it will take a while after I get off work, you sit here first."

Wen Qianhe also felt that she was delayed, so she sat down and waited.Watching how Zhang Fan diagnoses and treats patients.

He and Zhang Fan could be considered to have played together since childhood, and Zhang Fan was four years older than him.It is also a little better than his family, mainly because the parents are healthy and capable, and there is an uncle who runs a restaurant in the county.

He was Zhang Fan's follower when he was a child, playing with mud, climbing trees, and everything else together.Very good relationship.

They separated because Zhang Fan went to the county to study in junior high school, while he was still in elementary school in the town.

The two agreed in private that they would study hard to get out of the mountains.

When Zhang Fan was admitted to the medical university, Wen Qianhe was still in the first year of high school.At that time, he envied Zhang Fan and took him as an example.

The relationship changed when Zhang Fan came back from his sophomore summer vacation. At that time, he brought many gifts to Wen Qianhe. The two happily sat on the ridge and chatted until evening.

After being baptized by the culture and ideology of the big city, Zhang Fan's feelings for Wen Qianhe had changed long ago. At that time, the time and place were favorable, so he couldn't restrain himself, turned over and pressed Wen Qianhe on the ridge of the field.

Wen Qianhe was dumbfounded, Xiaoxiao's face was full of doubts, "Brother Fan! You are so heavy."

Zhang Fan wanted to kiss him, but was afraid of scaring him, so he just asked, is Brother Fan handsome?

"Handsome, in my heart, Brother Fan is the most handsome, he is my role model."

Zhang Fan was very satisfied with this answer, staring at that face, "I'll wait for you to finish high school and wait for you in Beijing,"

"it is good."

Wen Qianhe wanted to push him away, but was firmly pressed down and kissed him, and happened to be seen by the cousin who rushed over.Terrified, he ran back and told his parents.

"Ah, this, Brother Fan!"

"I read in the book that foreigners will kiss friends they haven't seen for a long time."

"Oh, what a strange etiquette." Wen Qianhe was very convinced by Zhang Fan, he believed everything he said.

Unexpectedly, when I got home, I saw my mother and Zhang Fan's mother scolding each other.

The content of the scolding has long gone beyond the original scope, and everything about Chen Zhima's rotten valley has been revealed.One waved a broom, and the other clapped his hands on his hips.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Wen Qianhe ran over.

"Don't worry about it, I've been displeased with her for a long time, and I came here myself,"

Zhang Fan felt ashamed and dragged his mother back to the house.

That turn around is the termination of the relationship between the two.

Wen Qianhe didn't know what his mother said when Zhang Fan entered the room, and he never contacted him anyway.

It was quite sad at first, but over time, it faded away.

But thinking of the past, Wen Qianhe still thinks it was a bit beautiful.After all, it is the only memory of my childhood.

Ding dong, the phone's WeChat rang.

There is no need to guess that it is Zhou Tingyun.

Qianhe, are you home yet?

Wen Qianhe replied immediately, it's here, don't worry.

Zhou Tingyun: "Don't forget a big event when you get home."

"What's the big deal?"

"Of course you missed me."

Wen Qianhe couldn't help laughing, "Shameless!"

"Your girlfriend?" Zhang Fan approached.

"No."

"I just took half a day off. I'm leaving. I haven't come back for a long time. I'll show you around."

"I don't have that much spare time, just explain things clearly," Wen Qianhe stood up.

"What are you busy with, don't you go home during summer vacation or winter vacation?"

Wen Qianhe said honestly, "Study."

"I haven't seen you for so many years, so you... miss me?"

"After thinking about it, I heard that you are doing well. Your wife is married to an official in the city. It can be considered a happy family and a good career. Bless you."

"I want to divorce her."

Wen Qianhe was taken aback for a moment, and looked half-understood: "I don't want to hear this. Go up and tell your parents clearly, stop making trouble, it's quite embarrassing."

"Don't tell me, let her lose it."

"You don't like your parents so much now? Why?"

Zhang Fan's eyes were burning, he took a deep breath, and wrote lightly, "If it weren't for them, how could I have given up on you. Now I am free, Qianhe, come back, I have been waiting for you here for more than a year."

Wen Qianhe suddenly recalled the kiss on the edge of the field in the summer evening, his back felt cold, his brain twitched, and he stood there in a daze.

It turned out that he was bent.

He suddenly recognized such a fact.

Just say how he doesn't reject kissing with men, and doesn't reject communicating with men.

Because he is gay himself.

Wen Qianhe glanced at Zhang Fan, turned around and ran out of the hospital quickly.

He found a random place under the shade of a tree, and hurriedly dialed Zhou Tingyun's number.

The mood was surging, and there was a violent heartbeat in the chest.

Before the first beep was over, the other party answered.

A noble voice came from the phone, "What's wrong? Did you miss me?"

Wen Qianhe calmed down, and tried to use a normal tone, "Zhou Tingyun, I think I finally figured out a problem."