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Chapter 18 Distance and Love

An Ning couldn't fall asleep for a long time that night.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he was obviously very tired, but when he closed his eyes, he always saw the back of that smoking man.Silent, sharp, and somewhat unkind.

After tossing and turning for a long time, the phone displayed 02:30 in the morning.He even had the urge to go to the hotel to find Han Yan.But this idea is too crazy, don't say that mother can't leave here, even if mother is not considered, what are he and Han Yan now?

Saying that friends are not like friends, saying that lovers are not lovers.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Han Yan said, "I've boarded the plane." The indifference between people and words is the same.

An Ning woke up with a shock on the pillow, opened his swollen and painful eyes, and the morning light had appeared outside the window.Facing the mobile phone, I typed and deleted a line of words, deleted and typed again, and the intense emotions finally fermented into a calm tone: "Okay, safe journey, see you next time."

"Wake up early and still can't fall asleep." Han Yan suddenly showed some concern.

It was early in the day, but the concern came a little late.

An Ning turned over and heard sparse footsteps outside the corridor.It was indeed still early, and it would be at least half an hour before the resident doctor came to see his patient.

"It's noisy outside, and I can't sleep even if I want to sleep."

Just after finishing this sentence, one or two birds chirping came from outside the window, protesting his nonsense.

Mom would wake up at this time in the past, and he switched the phone from vibrate to completely silent.After a while, I thought that Han Yan had already taken off and there would be no more news, so I got up and went to fetch hot water for my mother.

It was very quiet everywhere, except for someone chatting at the nurse's station.

"Xiaoyun asked for leave today, I'll take her place."

"What's up with her?"

"The patient in bed 9 passed away last night, didn't you know? Xiaoyun was the first to find out that he had passed away in a dream. Before Director Wang could run over in time, the electrocardiogram straightened."

"No wonder..."

There is no regret in the tone.

Bed 9 is an 11-year-old girl. She has been living here for a long time since her cancer relapsed, and An Ning also knows her, so she is inevitably sad.He stopped, hugged the jug in his arms even tighter, and walked forward again after a while.

After fetching water and returning to the room, my mother was still in the same position before, curling up quietly on her side.

The thermos was clearly filled with boiling water, but it felt ice cold outside.Facing his mother's back, he thought for a while and still called softly: "Mom, it's time to get up, the doctor will be here soon."

The people on the hospital bed didn't respond.

"Mom?" He stood a meter away from the bed, his heart skipped a beat, "Mom?"

Mom still didn't answer him.

There was deathly silence in the room.After touching it for about two or three seconds, An Ning was shocked, and the stainless steel pot fell to the ground with a thud.

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cabin.

After finding a seat and putting away the luggage, Han Yan sent another message after sitting down, guessing that An Ning should have a big reaction.

"I forgot to give you the gift yesterday. I stored it in the hotel. I'll get it together next week."

It's not that he doesn't want to see An Ning, but there are many things that take precedence over love.

Because it was the first flight, the tickets were not sold out, and the cabin was relatively quiet.After waiting in silence for a while, there was no response from the phone.

Asleep again?

He picked up his phone and flipped through WeChat.No problem, I can still receive messages from my colleagues.After waiting for a while, An Ning did not reply.

"Excuse me sir, the plane is about to take off, please turn off your phone." The stewardess came to remind him.

For example, at this time, the priority of flying is higher than that of love.He turned off the phone.

After a two-hour flight, they returned to City Z.

Han Yan didn't study here for a university or a master's degree, but he returned here after graduation.There's no particular reason, just getting used to it.I have lived here since I was a child. Although there are not many relatives and friends, the only few are all here, except for his mother Hu Yuwen.

When his mother left, he was already sensible, and he understood each other very clearly.If she really wanted to leave, she would pretend that she had never given birth to her son, and it didn't matter whether she came back or not.

As a result, Hu Yuwen has been away for six years, and when she returns to China, things have changed.I have come to Z city to look for Han Yan several times, but Han Yan's attitude towards her is not as good as that of strangers.Frustrated, she left Linjiang, and with her Ph.D. degree and six years of clinical experience abroad, she directly settled in the distribution room, where she started a new life.

It's not that Han Yan hates his mother so much, it's just that his feelings are indifferent, and he hasn't forgotten the pain of being abandoned at the beginning.He thought it would take at least another five years before he could fully let go of his mother's love before accepting his mother's love again. He didn't expect that a tranquility would descend in his step-by-step life and speed up all the processes.

The first thing you do when you land is to turn on your phone.

WeChat only has work news.He sat silently, and stood up after everyone around him had left. He took his luggage and went down the gangway. The cold air of City Z made his pores tighten.Typing while walking: "Don't ask me what the gift is?"

Until I got into the taxi, there was still no reply.

He finally couldn't hold back, and sent Hu Yuwen: "Where is An Ning, I can't contact him."

After more than an hour, his mother called him back directly: "Are you home?"

At that time, he had already returned to his work station, surrounded by colleagues who had stayed up all night, and some people were sleeping soundly.He closed the laptop, went to the phone room and closed the door: "I just arrived at the company."

"Yes, look at my memory, you have to work when you go back. An Ning is still in the hospital, don't contact him today, don't waste his energy. His mother was in a deep coma in the morning, and it took more than two hours to save her life. They are not out of danger now, and will be observed in the ICU tonight."

Han Yan was leaning against the wall, but when he heard this, he stood up straight, "How is he?"

"What else can I do? How could it be possible to feel better after being so stimulated?" Hu Yuwen sighed deeply on the other end of the phone, "He was the first one to find out that something was wrong. This kid is really serious. I always blame myself for discovering it too late. , Delayed the rescue time. When I left the operating room and saw him like that, I felt distressed."

It's not just her who feels distressed.

Because of the long period of silence, the sensor lights in the phone room automatically turned off, and Han Yan remained silent in the dark, and all the words he wanted to say turned into pain in his spine.

After a while, he heard his mother ask: "Han Yan, can you tell me what you think."

The colleagues who were lying on their stomachs outside mostly got up, shaking their necks to relieve fatigue.Han Yan moved his eyes to look at them, and his thin lips moved slightly: "What do you think?"

The breath on the other end of the phone was even and slow, with the solemnity of an elder.

Hu Yuwen said lightly: "What are you doing in front of me? Whether you recognize it or not, I am your mother, and you are a piece of meat that fell from me. I can somewhat guess what you think."

"Really." Han Yan mocked a little.

Hu Yuwen was not annoyed: "I can see that you care about An Ning very much, and you also want to be with him, but you haven't made up your mind yet. Although you are my son, I am on your side in my heart, but I still want to say , There are no [-]% perfect solutions to many things. No matter how long you procrastinate, you will inevitably have to choose and sacrifice in the end. Since there are sacrifices, there must be regrets. You have to be bearish about this aspect."

Sacrifice, Han Yan is no stranger to this word, he was the victim of his mother's career back then.

"What about you?" he asked.

"What am I?"

"What is your regret?"

Hu Yuwen was silent for a long time, and slowly replied: "Of course it is you."

"I have tried my best to pursue the ideal of medicine in my life, and I have no regrets. Only you have always been my heart disease. When I brought you into this world, my original intention was to give you a happy life , but many things that happened later ran counter to this original intention. I know you blamed me, blamed me for being selfish and irresponsible. You have your views, and I have my persistence. I don’t regret it today, but regrets cannot be avoided of."

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, as if she had calmed down a little, before she spoke again: "As a wife, I regret that my marriage was lost to distance. As a mother, I regret that I missed the first 30 years of your life. So I I sincerely hope that you don’t make the same mistakes I made. Relationships must be maintained, and exchanges across oceans can be kept fresh for a while, but it’s impossible to keep them fresh for a lifetime. Your dad and I are the best examples in this regard.”

Distance and love, Hu Yuwen is an absolute loser on this subject.She summed up the setback experience in the first half of her life, and taught her son who had not yet made up his mind. The purpose was not to influence his decision.

She just wants her son to know that sometimes, once she misses it, it will be a hundred years ago when she looks back.

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