A heartbeat, a lifetime

Chapter 25 Who am I (1)
I started dreaming more and more often.

Still lying in the plastic surgery room, I begged the doctor to change all the parts of my face that looked like Qin Mou; sometimes I sat with a little boy, and he smiled at me, but because of the backlight, I couldn’t see it. Know what he looks like...

A series of grotesque dreams ended, and I woke up dripping with cold sweat. I saw the girl sitting next to me open her mouth slightly, and looked at me with somewhat surprised eyes. Maybe it was my sudden awakening that scared her, so I quickly turned my eyes away. , took a sip of water as if to cover up.

There are not many people in the high-speed rail car. I asked for leave from the magazine yesterday and booked a round-trip ticket in one go.

Who am I, why Shen Qinjun pays so much attention to me secretly... If these problems are not resolved, I think I will always have nightmares.

Shenghai is still the same as when I left, the breeze, tranquility, and when the palm leaves sway gently, my heart softens.I walked on the clean streets of the small town, the sea breeze smelled slightly salty, and at the end of my line of sight was the small shop where I used to buy soda on the way from school... Many people describe that people here walk in a leisurely manner, even if there is a drop in front of them. No one will run to pick up a hundred-yuan bill.From this point of view, I abandoned my parents and chose a very suitable city for me to live in.

In the past two days, I have been in this city, the school, the orphanage, every place in my memory, I have gone around.But the more time passed, the more unhappy I felt.

The reason is simple, all my doubts are answered here.

Although the person in charge of this orphanage has changed, and even the aunt who took care of me has retired, they found out a series of procedures for me after I was sent in, and there are even records on it. Before I came here, I was transferred from an orphanage in a neighboring county-although I have forgotten all about that experience.

As for the question I raised about who has been silently donating to me, the staff also explained to me that it was an outside donation, because it cannot be made public for the sake of protecting the privacy of the person concerned.

At the end of the question, I felt a little embarrassed and delayed the other party for so long.The staff smiled and said, "It's okay. We have met many children. When they grow up, they come back here just to hold on to their last hope, to see if they can find information about their parents. If we can help, we will help. "

I thanked you, walked to the door, and suddenly turned around and asked, "Is Roewe Group the sponsor here?"

I was sure to see a trace of bewilderment on his face, maybe he was searching for information related to Roewe, but in the end he said apologetically: "Most public institutions like ours are funded by the government and also by enterprises, but they are all local enterprises. "

This time I can really give up.

I think I'm still one step too late after all, Shen Qinjun must be ahead of me and perfectly preset all the answers.

The assistant has texted me to confirm if I will be back for the meeting tomorrow.

Just as I was about to reply, another text message popped up: Do I want to pick you up tonight?

What's up tonight?

I thought about it hard, gasped, and my face turned pale: Tonight is the engagement banquet for Shen Qinjun and Qin Mou.

I promised grandpa swearingly, but... I was as unreliable as me, so I still forgot.I hurriedly went to the hotel to pick up my things and check out. When I was going through the formalities at the front desk, I suddenly saw a familiar figure waiting to check out.

When I saw his profile, my heart skipped a beat.

Xiao Xie, Shen Qinjun's assistant.

Because being a special assistant to Shen Qinjun means the next step to prosperity, so most of the group know this low-key young man.

How could he be here too?
I stared straight at him, and he noticed it. When I looked up and saw me, I was startled, with a slightly embarrassed look on my face.

I'm not embarrassed, just overwhelmed.

For example, if you recognize a person, he may not recognize you, so at the moment of eye contact, do you want to say hello?
After a moment of hesitation, he actually walked towards me and said hello, "Miss Bai."

"Hello." I said quickly, "You, do you know me?"

He smiled slightly, "Mr. Shen mentioned you."

I thought of the absurdity of the past few months, and I couldn't bear to bring it up, so I could only smile and say, "Are you here on a business trip?"

"Yes, I'm going back soon." He asked very politely, "Is Miss Bai going back too? Do you want to take my car and go together?"

I politely declined, and I would not take a car on a high speed unless it was absolutely necessary.

So we said goodbye at the hotel entrance.I watched the doorman hand him the car keys, and suddenly called out to him: "Mr. Xie, have you gone to Shenghai Orphanage?"

He looked back at me reflexively, a trace of panic slipped through the eyes of such a calm person.

"What orphanage?" He responded quickly and asked politely, "What did you say?"

I thought I knew the answer, so I got into the taxi without saying anything.

When I arrived at the train station, I asked the ticket office. The earliest train to Feihai today was already late at night.

I took a deep breath and looked at the bus station across the square. I had no choice but to take the bus.

As soon as I get in the car, I habitually feel hypoxic, and this symptom is getting worse these days.I found a place to sit down, closed my eyes, and felt tightness in my chest.When the car shakes and turns a little, I feel dizzy.The phone vibrated in my bag, and I didn't even dare to open my eyes to look at the screen, so I put it directly to my ear and said "Hello".

The voice over there was like a cool mint, which immediately woke me up.

I sat up straight at once.

There is always a strange buzzing sound on the highway, which makes people feel uneasy in this confined space. I didn't hear what he said to me, but asked subconsciously: "What are you hiding from me?"

Suddenly everything was quiet.

I didn't wait for an answer, the car body shook violently, because of inertia, my body rushed forward, but fortunately, I was pulled back by the seat belt around my waist, but the phone snapped, and a long arc passed by, falling to the front.

I banged my head hard on the back of the seat in front of me, where the plastic armrest was.

The pain spread from my forehead, and those nightmares came back along the gap. I saw the little boy, and I saw him sitting next to me, and I was hugged tenderly by a young woman, who kept smiling. Putting my jaw on the top of my head until... until the same violent shaking, a pain that traveled through time and overlapped with this moment.

I opened my eyes, a blood red.

Sure enough, there was a car accident.

It was just that two cars in front collided. In order to avoid the two cars, the driver turned the steering wheel and the bus hit the isolation belt.The two small cars in front were emitting thick smoke, and the bus was also in a mess, with luggage all over the floor and moaning constantly.

I sat stiffly as the image flashed back and forth, wondering who was that boy, and who was that young woman?I sat there, why did I see blood red?
I have a headache that makes it almost impossible to think about it, but I can't stop - my instinct tells me that if I stop, maybe I will never find the answer again.

Just like that, amidst the panic around me, I seemed to have cut off everything. I don't know how long it took before I heard someone push me gently, "Miss, are you okay?"

I woke up, looked around, and found that the passengers in the bus had already got off one after another, and I was the only one left. There were police cars and ambulances outside the window. I stood up obediently, "I'm fine."

"But your forehead is bleeding." The young doctor said kindly, "Get out of the car first, and I will treat the wound for you."

The sky was gloomy, there was not even a ray of sunshine, and the drizzle was continuous, and the face was greasy, and the wet and cold feeling was lingering.I was sitting in the ambulance with a blanket on, and the nurse was helping me put on the gauze, and saw the scar just on the forehead, "Yo, there is still a scar on the forehead?"

I didn't answer. I looked up and looked outside the car. The traffic police had blocked the cordon and were taking notes for the parties involved.There was a long queue of cars behind the cordon, and the highway was temporarily blocked.

I sat on the side wrapped in a blanket, and the car to evacuate the wounded was still on the way, so in any case, I would not be able to make it to the engagement banquet that night.

But I'm not in a hurry, I'm even vaguely thankful that my phone broke and no one can contact me.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, pattering into thin lines, sliding down the hair and cheeks, and the car finally drove from the direction of Feihai. I heard the staff counting the names of the injured passengers with a loudspeaker. Get on the bus one by one.

I lowered my head, perhaps because the wind was getting louder, and I didn't hear my name.

Did you miss me alone?
I finally raised my head, but suddenly saw a familiar figure.

He was wearing a full set of advanced custom-made ink black suit and dress, and even a wine red bow tie. His beautiful eyebrows were suddenly relieved when he saw me; he was panting and out of tune with everything around him, just looking at me like this, Then he took a step forward, leaned over and hugged me in a very uncomfortable position.

I raised my head stiffly, and my chin just rested on his chest, while he held my shoulders, breathing heavily or lightly on the back of my neck, and said in a low voice, "It's just that you're fine." .”

Unfortunately, my mind has gone blank.

But in this chaos, I heard my own voice trembling uncontrollably, "Is it you? Brother, is it you?"

He didn't agree, he just hugged me tighter and hugged me halfway.Until I stood in front of him and looked at him, he squeezed my hand tightly: "We'll talk about it when we go back, okay?"

I stubbornly stood still, his hand was very warm, but my nails were on his palm, and I asked word by word: "I have nightmares every day. I dream of a little boy. Is it you?"

He still didn't answer.

"What happened when I was a child, where are my parents?" Seeing that he didn't respond, I was so anxious to cry, "Tell me, what have I forgotten?"

His thick, ink-like eyes were originally deep and bottomless, but at the moment they were stirred up by my words, and seemed to be a little shaken. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, "Bai Xi, do you believe me?"

I stared at him blankly.

"I won't hurt you—do you believe me?" His voice was low and composed.

I nodded my head as if bewitched.

"I'll tell you everything I know." He still held my hand tightly, "but before that, I want the doctor to give you an examination."

"What test?" I asked suspiciously, "I have nothing wrong with my body."

One of his arms wrapped around my back and led me forward, but he answered irrelevantly: "Let's go back first."

He took me to the other side of the road, the driver came and opened the door of the back seat, he let me sit in first, and the moment I bent down to get in, I felt something was wrong.

The car has smooth and beautiful lines, but the low-key black is dotted with gentle pink flowers. Although it is only two small clusters on the rearview mirror, it woke me up.

I looked at my watch and was struck by thunder, "Aren't you engaged today?"

He sat beside me, loosened his tie, and said nonchalantly, "Yes."

"Then why did you come here?" I felt like I was struck by lightning, "Is it too late to go back now?"

He leaned over and helped me pull the seat belt buckle, "It's too late."

"Are you crazy?" I couldn't imagine that the leading actor was late for Qin Mou's engagement banquet. As long as the media knew about this incident, it would cause an uproar.

He closed his eyes, his long eyelashes were smudged with the afterglow that came in from the window, and this gesture made it clear that he didn't want to respond to me.I was even more shocked, "Shen Qinjun, am I right?"

He still didn't open his eyes, "Huh?"

"You...you didn't rush here because you were afraid of something happening to me, did you?" I thought it was too stupid to think so, but apart from this reason, I really don't know how else to explain it.

He turned his face to the other side, leaving me with an indifferent profile.

I couldn't help but push him, and said anxiously: "Then what about your engagement banquet? Has it been postponed?"

"If I say I'm not engaged, will you be quiet and show a little sympathy?"

I was stunned, and saw him open his eyes, and looked at me quietly, as if I was the real troublesome problem for him.After a while, I finally realized that he must be very sad about this incident, so he came all the way to find me.I looked at him apologetically, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I understand—when a person is sad, he always hopes to find something else to put his emotions on."

He looked at me blankly, noncommittal, just turned his head.

On the way back, I saw him turn off the vibrate phone again and again, and finally he probably got impatient, so he simply turned off the phone.

"It's convenient for me to ask, why didn't you get engaged?" When I finally asked, I felt that if I really died one day, I must be killed by curiosity. I am already like this, and I still have the mood to meddle , "Is it really not engaged, or is it like last time?"

"Then do you want to do it again? Be my girlfriend?" He looked at me lightly, with a trace of teasing in his eyes.

I gave him a blank look and said, "I won't be that stupid again."

He smiled silently and looked out the car window.For the remaining three or four hours of the drive, I didn’t speak again, and he was also full of thoughts. The two of them remained silent until the city’s neon lights began to flicker again, like a wave of starlight.I suddenly had a premonition that in this bustling city, if we were swept into it again, we don't know what kind of joys and sorrows will happen, and we don't know what kind of ending we will lead to.

The car finally stopped in front of the apartment in the city center. The Roewe Building was not far away. I took a look. Today's building is not like usual, with neon lights rising and falling like a tide, but a red sign in the center The lights put together a flawless heart shape.

——It was specially designed to celebrate the engagement of Qin Mou and Shen Qinjun.

I couldn't help but look sideways at him, and he raised his head slightly, staring at the bright red heart, dazed for a moment.

"The program has been set long ago. It seems that the technical department forgot to change it." He turned his eyes and looked at me with a smile. "Can I go up and avoid it?"

In fact, the apartment belongs to him, but now I have the key and I haven't had time to return it.I took out the key from my bag and handed it to him, "Give it back to you, I'll go back by myself."

"Did you entrust your roommate to investigate the orphanage?" He asked me in a calm tone, "Aren't you afraid that she will be worried when you come back in this state?"

I looked at him in extreme shock. These are things that I am investigating in private, and what he said so unabashedly is proof... Is he going to confess everything to me?
But he didn't say a word until we entered the door.

A single person's apartment looks exquisite and small, but when there are two people, it will inevitably look a little cramped.Especially the two of us, we were hesitant to talk to each other. In the small space that doubles as the living room and dining room, I couldn't stand the two of us looking at each other, so I stood up very actively, "I'm going to boil the water."

He said "Oh", thought for a while, and said, "Then I'll take a shower."

As soon as I boiled the water, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

You said you would be sad too... I love you more than I do...

The voice of the barren accent was vaguely heard, and I listened to it for a long time before I realized that it was an old song "Quiet".

——It's really hard to imagine that a person like Shen Qinjun, who usually restrains and calms down, can't help singing while taking a bath, and even goes out of tune when singing.I really thought it was funny, so I leaned against the bathroom door and listened quietly.

I don't want to be separated at all, why should I take it with a smile...

The singing voice is wet, fresh and fresh, perhaps, it carries his inner voice at this moment.As soon as I looked up, I saw the bright heart on the Rongwei Building. I thought that the man who was taking a bath must have suffered serious internal injuries.

I don't know how long it took before the door opened with a bang. He didn't expect that I was just guarding the door like this, so he was taken aback, "What are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)