Chapter 2
Airport.
Ruan Liuzheng was holding a mobile phone in one hand and walking hurriedly with a suitcase in the other hand.
The call was finally connected, and she asked anxiously, "Mom, I'm back! Just landed! Which hospital is Dad in?"
"Zheng'er, your dad is fine, he was rescued." The voice of her mother Pei Sufen came from the other side.
Hearing this news, Ruan Liuzheng breathed a sigh of relief. After receiving the call about her father's illness, she immediately bought a plane ticket and rushed back, and even forgot to ask which hospital he went to.
"Mom, which hospital is he in? I'll be there right away." "
In..." Pei Sufen hesitated, "In... Zhiqian's place..." After that, she immediately explained as if she was afraid that she would be angry, "Zheng'er, you are not at home, your dad suddenly got sick, and I don't know what to do. Zhiqian is one of us after all, so I..."
Hearing this name, something in her heart skipped a beat, and then a familiar pain spread.
But how could she blame her mother? Six years have passed. She has been gone for six years. She has not fulfilled her filial duties in front of her parents. When her father is sick, she only feels guilty, not angry. However, the three words "one of us"...
haha... are no longer... or, they have never been.
"Mom, I know, I'll come." Her tone has become much softer.
"Zheng'er, don't worry, go home and pack some things for your dad first."
"Oh, okay!"
Standing in the front yard of this townhouse, I remember that the year she left, Dad had just planted the grape seedlings. The shelves were empty, with only a few red lanterns left over from the New Year hanging on them. They were slightly faded and looked particularly depressed in the wind. Now, the front yard is full of green shades and fruit.
"Dad! Take a rest when you are free. Don't be so tired all the time. Why are you still bothering with grapes! If you want to eat, just go buy them!"
"Zhi Qian loves to eat!"
This was the conversation she had with her father the year she left. The four words "Zhi Qian loves to eat" were the most important principle in the lives of her parents in those years. Everything was based on Zhi Qian's preference.
Very modest, very modest, very modest!
A blurred image in her memory gradually became clear. The strands of things that spread out from the depths of her memory merged into a white outline. In the distance, there were two points of light, like stars and illusions, and shadowy.
Those strands of things extended rapidly and continuously, and unexpectedly entangled her heart with incomparable precision. The strong force pulled her chest so hard that it hurt. There was a buzzing sound in her ears. Suddenly, it seemed that a soft and cold voice sounded: Liu Zheng.
Her eyes were hot and she almost burst into tears.
The phone rang.
All illusions disappeared.
She smiled bitterly, and there were traces of moisture in the corners of her eyes.
Once upon a time, the name Zhiqian was a curse in her life, and she thought that six years were enough for her to break the curse...
"Hello, Mom." The call was from her mother.
"Zheng'er, the grapes at home are ripe. When you come, pick some for me." Pei Sufen reminded her on the other end.
