For The Rest of Our Life

The mail was sent to Zhou Qin's public work mailbox. Because of work, Zhou Qin has the habit of checking emails before going to bed every night.

At the beginning, she saw this email from a strange mailbox named "Happy New Year". Zhou Qin was only a blessing from a student.

Unexpectedly, there was no payment in the body of the email, only a sentence "Mr. Zhou, send your New Year's gift, please check", the email carries a mysterious attachment. Without much thought, Zhou Qin downloaded the attachment and opened the photo with curiosity with a smile.

The next moment, her smile suddenly froze on her face, and her blood seemed to cool down in an instant, her face gradually pale.

There are only a few photos in the attachment. The first photo was taken at night. The pixels were terrible and very blurry. It could only be vaguely discerned that the location was at the door of Jingnan University. The photo was taken from an oblique front of the car. You can see the silhouette of two long-haired women sitting in a white car. One of the women sitting in the driver's seat sideways approached the woman in the front passenger seat. Face close to face, as if kissing intimately. The pixels are too blurred, Zhou Qin can't see her face at all, but she can see the license plate number clearly.

Intersect for many years, familiar with the heart-Xiao Wanqing's car.

If the woman in the driver's seat is Xiao Wanqing, then the woman who was kissed on the side... who is it?

Zhou Qin's heart was shaking, and he dare not deceive himself.

The second and third photos have clear pixels and beautiful scenery, and they were taken on the riverside. One is two women with long fluttering hair sitting side by side on the embankment. The two each made a semicircle on their heads, forming a love. The other picture is still the two women, walking with their fingers intertwined in the narrow alley. The young girl tilted her head to look at the slender woman beside her, revealing delicate and soft side lines, affectionate models .

Just looking at the hair color, only the figure, his daughter, and his friends for nearly two decades, how could Zhou Qin not recognize it as their back. The last two photos looked like they were taken during the National Day holiday together.

If you only look at the next two photos, even if Zhou Qin feels that the emotions revealed by Lin Xian in the third photo are a little too gentle and the atmosphere is a little too ambiguous, she will definitely not think about it in other ways. But with the first photo, Zhou Qin had to think more.

Maybe the first picture is just a matter of angle? Zhou Qin struggled to resolve himself.

But in her mind, she gradually began to see the past, Lin Xian's unusual gentleness every time she talked about Xiao Wanqing, remembering the extraordinary intimate interaction between Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing, and remembering what she found in Xiao Yunqing's family The paired items reminded me of Lin Xian's sudden change of heart and his determination to refuse to go abroad, mysteriously making phone calls at home, and several times trying to test her situation about not getting married or being gay...

Past scenes are connected in series to piece together a shocking answer. Why did Xiao Wanqing fall down with her parents and why have she never heard her talk about her love life in these years? The doubts that were faintly pressed into my heart for years seemed to be suddenly explained.

Zhou Qin's heart sank to the bottom, and the fingertips holding the mouse were trembling. The doubts and anxieties in his heart were like a blown balloon, and the more he swelled, the more he exploded.

No, it's impossible. Zhou Qin stared at the photo on the screen, clenching his teeth tightly, a little bit out of breath. Even if Xiao Wanqing is homosexual, her nature and humanity are impossible and should not be started with envy! Xian Xian is only a few years old. Xian Xian is her niece. She trusts her like that and hands Lin Xian into her hands. She can't treat her like that.

Unbelievable, anxious, frightened, annoyed, and furious intertwined, stunned her mind, and made her too late to think about who the e-mailer was and what she intended to do.

She closed the notebook firmly, clenched her fists, and her nails fell deep into her palms without even realizing it. She hurriedly left the study and ran to the bedroom, not thinking that Lin Zhan had fallen asleep, turned on the headlight of the bedroom with a click, and came to the bed in three steps and two steps, pulling away with a big move Looking at the drawer of the bedside table, I rummaged through the drawer.

"What do you do not sleep in the middle of the night." Lin Zhan was inevitably awakened, sighing and complaining half awake.

"Do you remember where I put the spare key for her house that Xiao Yun gave me before?" Zhou Qinsheng asked nervously.

Lin Zhan looked at her strangely, "What are you doing looking for it for no reason at all?"

"Don't ask! Just tell me where do you know it?!" Zhou Qin's sudden irritability increased the volume and was strongly annoyed. "Ask for dumb, you can know what, you sleep with you." Zhou Qin turned impatiently to find somewhere else.

Lin Zhan was awakened inexplicably, and then was ridiculed again, and was also a little angry. He said in a low voice: "Zhou Qin, talk in the drawer of the study desk. What are you going to do? What happened?"

Zhou Qin shook his voice imperceptibly, turned to look at her husband, and said: "It's best to have nothing. Wait for me to go to Xiaoxuan's house and come back to tell you. You sleep."

"Are you still asleep? Is there anything you can't talk about tomorrow? It's midnight, you can't go to find Xiaoyu now?"

Zhou Qin's footsteps paused, yeah, why should he wait until dawn... the best, the best is nothing. Nothing, she broke in now, how to explain?

However, the thought of Lin Xian and the ridiculous relationship that Lin Xian and Xiao Wanqing might have. Now every minute and second is too much for her, she can't wait for a moment.

Zhou Qin took a deep breath, turned around and threw a sentence to Lin Zhan: "You sleep." Then, she went back to the study to get the key, went to the cloakroom to change her clothes at random, and brought her with her The New Year's gift brought back from abroad by the trustee Xiao Xiaoqing had planned to send a few days later, hurried out the door.

In the quiet night, she stared at the key and drove to Xiao Wanqing's house with a grim look.

"Sister, grandma... Grandma is about to die." Xia Zhiqi came from the mobile phone with a crying voice.

Xia Zhijin's body softened, and the walking step staggered, almost kneeling to the ground.

She leaned on the wall to stabilize her body, her fingertips turned white vigorously, trying to calm down her voice: "Don't cry, Zhiqi, say it, what's wrong."

Xia Zhiqi came with the ambulance. She sat alone in the chair outside the rescue hospital of the county hospital. When she heard the reassuring voice of her sister, she cried more and became more embarrassed. "Sister... Grandma, Grandma's cerebral hemorrhage, she is now rescuing in the county hospital." She had called Xia Zhijin many times before, but it was always off.

In an instant, Xia Zhijin's body strength seemed to be evacuated, and the hand on the wall slowly slid down, his brain buzzing, and his eyes were full of tears. But reality didn’t have time to give her fragility. She quickly sniffed her nose, not worrying about being trapped, as if she was about to faint, she stood up straight, and ran downstairs quickly, comforting The younger sister said, "Don't be afraid, Zhiqi, I'll go right away. You look at my grandma's situation and wait for me."

She carried her handbag, took the car key, too late to greet her when she was sleeping, and hurriedly left the Shijia mansion in a hurry.

Along the way, she drove the fastest speed of her life, and didn't even care about whether she was speeding under the probe, and hurried to the hospital.

In the hospital, grandma was still in the rescue room. The younger sister was sitting alone at the door, curled up into a thin body, and whimpering with her arms down with her head down.

With only one glance, Xia Zhijin's heart was like being brutally squeezed by a knife, and his tears overflowed uncontrollably again.

Zhiqi was only fifteen years old, and when others were still enjoying her parents’ love, she had lost her father and mother. Now, even the grandmother who has been relying on it also has an accident. The sky has collapsed. She should be alone. How scared.

She stepped forward and hugged Xia Zhiqi, let the girl lean on her arms, and pacified her with a choked voice: "Zhiqi, my sister is here, sorry, my sister is late..."

Xia Zhiqi hugged Xia Zhijin, crying out loud, and apologizing: "Sister, it's me who is bad, I should have discovered that, my grandmother had a headache for a few days, but I wasn't even a bit alert... Sister, am I? Especially unfilial, I am not caring enough, I am not good..."

Xia Zhijin's throat was almost breathless. She hugged the girl tightly and patted her on the back. Her voice trembled to comfort her: "No, it's not your fault, Qiqi, you're doing well. It's mine Wrong, I didn’t take care of my grandma, nor did I take care of you."

Since she went to high school, she didn't have much time to be with them. It was at the young age that Qiqi took responsibility for taking care of her grandmother. After going to college, she was busy with work, busy with her study and emotional life, and she spent less and less time with them. This time, she hasn't seen Grandma and Zhiqi for half a year. Grandma's illness could not have been sudden, but she didn't know it at all. Xia Zhijin blamed herself terribly, and guilt and shame engulfed her heart.

The door of the rescue room finally opened, and the pale old man was pushed out. Xia Zhijin and Xia Zhiqi both stood up immediately and greeted them with tears.

The doctor asked: "Who is the patient's guardian?"

Xia Zhijin responded dumbly: "It's me." She patted Xia Zhiqi's hand, let Xia Zhiqi follow her grandmother's bed, and followed the doctor to the office.

The doctor said: "The person was rescued, but the delivery was too late, the situation is still very bad, and has not completely escaped the danger. Maybe, it is difficult to wake up."

Xia Zhijin was struck by lightning and shook his body, and the whole person froze.

The doctor saw more of these things, and he continued calmly and declared numbly: "The patient's age is too old, and the risk of surgery is too great. You can only treat it conservatively. You must be mentally prepared. You should pay the fee first." The girl is very young, and he worried that she would not be able to bear it for a while, and did not make it clear. If the follow-up situation is not good, the hospital will recommend to give up rescue, so as to avoid human resources.

"Doctor, please, save her, I'm willing to pay as much as I can." After her mother's departure, she knew what the subtext was behind the doctor's words. Xia Zhijin's body was crumbling, his throat tightly pleading helplessly.

The doctor sighed, pointing to a still hopeless but the only way out to her: "After all, the conditions in the county hospital are limited. If you have the conditions, try transferring to the hospital."

Xia Zhijin didn't know how he walked out of the doctor's office mechanically and went outside the grandma's intensive care unit. She looked through the glass to lifelessness, and never looked at her old man again with those muddy but loving eyes, her heart cut like a knife.

Zhiqi was still looking at her with great anticipation. She bit her lip and dared not let herself cry. She held back her tears and touched Xia Zhiqi's head to comfort her hardly: "It's okay, it will be okay, don't be afraid of Qiqi. There is a sister here, go to sleep for a while."

"I'm not going, I'm going to watch my grandma here..." The girl stared at the old man with red eyes. "You used to tell me the same way, and then, after I fell asleep, my mother was gone."

With the words in mind, Xia Zhijin was too late to cover up, and tears slipped from the corners of his eyes. She turned her head awkwardly, afraid to be seen by her sister, and said in a low voice: "Then wait here, my sister will contact you about the transfer."

She was like running away, covering her mouth so that she would not cry, and quickly ran out of Xia Zhiqi's sight, and ran to the corner, leaning against the wall, slowly becoming weak and weak, crying silently, tearing Heart split lung.

Where does she have any channels, and where can she save her money for treatment in the intensive care unit. She had to admit that she was incompetent. At such moments, what she could think of and could rely on at the first time was only when the time was up.

However, when she took out her mobile phone, let go of all her self-esteem and restraint, helplessly dialed two calls to Shiman for help, waiting for her, but still the ruthless mechanical female voice: "Hello, what you dialed The phone is turned off."

Under the pale light, Xia Zhijin's face was pale and papery, with unusual flushing, and bloodshot eyes. She tasted the salty taste of her tears and chuckled bitterly, disheartened.