In the silent place

Chapter 63 Difficult choices

The author has something to say: Sorry to keep you waiting for so long.

I am addicted to games recently, I feel that I don’t have enough time to sleep, and I am crying~

Update half a chapter, which means that I still have no pitfalls~

In the past two days, Zhan Zhao's spirit has improved a little, and the little nurse would occasionally set up the head of the bed and let him lie down for a while.After blindfolding, the feeling of vertigo became very strange, the body seemed to be spinning in the dark, as if it would fall to the ground in the next moment.He would often wake up from a light sleep and spend most of the rest of the day half asleep.The past and dreams are constantly shuttled and intertwined in front of my eyes, my thoughts are chaotic, but I can't arouse the power to think.

"Xiao Zhao." Just as he was in a daze, the door was pushed open, and a gentle voice came into his ears.

"Aunt." He couldn't help shouting happily.

Liu Rong walked to the head of the bed, looked down at her pale nephew lying on the bed, and felt so distressed that she wished she could suffer for him.For more than 20 days, my nephew stayed here alone every day. Apart from the cold equipment, there was no one who could talk to him.Especially his eyes... Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.Seeing that his old lady was feeling sad again, Jiang Dong on the side hurriedly said, "Just now we went to ask Dr. Chen, and he said that if the situation permits, you can be transferred to the general ward in two days."

"Really?" Zhan Zhao asked excitedly.

"Really, I don't want to fool you. If you don't believe me, you can ask my mother."

Before Zhan Zhao could ask, Liu Rong rushed to say, "Well, just now Doctor Chen said it himself."

"Auntie, I want to eat the egg custard you made." Zhan Zhao said with a smile.

When Jiang Dong heard this, he grinned happily, leaning on the iron railing at the head of the bed and mocking him: "You boy, stay here all day, just think about eating when you have nothing to do."

Zhan Zhao was not angry either, and felt inexplicably happy when he thought that he would no longer have to eat the hospital's nutritious meals. "Cousin, I heard from my uncle that you are getting married, congratulations."

"My dad is so quick..." Jiang Dong muttered, "I still want to tell you personally."

"Who said they are not the same." Speaking of this, Liu Rong was happier than her son.She used to talk about it all day long, wishing her son could find a girlfriend quickly, but she didn't expect this kid to be quite thoughtful, and just after introducing his girlfriend to his family, he started talking about lifelong affairs.

"But I haven't even set a date yet..."

"Cousin, are you shy?" Zhan Zhao joked.

"Have you got the energy to make fun of your brother? See how I'll deal with you when you're well."

The two brothers miss each other when they don't see each other, and tease each other when they meet.Liu Rong has long been used to it, and she is not surprised. She pulled the wooden chair from the corner, sat on the bed and started chatting with her nephew.

In the room on the second floor of the book bar, Zhan Huaiyi was sitting on the sofa, looking at the small wooden grille window on the left wall, with a calm expression, but a lot of thoughts in his heart. Thirteen years ago, a car accident took the life of his wife, and the originally happy family was also destroyed in an instant.At that time, he was sluggish, negative and depressed, and he was in a daze all day long, immersed in the pain of losing his beloved wife, and even forgot the existence of his son.After leaving the army compound, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to his new job, using busyness to numb himself and forget his sorrow.Half a year later, he was assigned by the company to work overseas. He had been away for more than three years. Unexpectedly, when he came back, he heard the sad news that his son was critically ill.All this seemed to be God's revenge on him.When he could cherish and love him well, he didn't do it, and now even if he wants to make up, he can't get back those missed times.Why do you only realize how important the other person is to you when you are about to lose it? !Now he just wants to stay by his side for a while longer in his limited life.But it was such a seemingly simple question that made him unable to make a choice.The last time he came back, his brother-in-law's words woke him up like a blow to the head.As a father, he rarely cared about his son's psychology. As for what his son really wanted, he never thought about it.After pondering several times, he finally decided to let go and let his son live the life he wanted.But now, his son fell ill again, seeing his pale and thin appearance, he really didn't want to be separated from him.But just yesterday, his sister-in-law's painstaking persuasion, every sentence was reasonable, made him have to re-examine his choice.When he comes back, first, he will lose the allowance and subsidy for working overseas. This money is very important to him. The cost of his son’s medical treatment is not a small amount, and he has to weigh it; In fact, there is no essential difference when going abroad. The biggest problem is that due to work reasons, he cannot be with him at any time, and he is handed over to the caretaker. As my sister-in-law said, how can I compare with my family members.Third, it is here, this book bar.Thinking about it, Zhan Huaiyi turned his eyes away from the window and carefully looked at the furnishings in the room.He still remembers the e-mails sent by his son, full of joy between the lines, all revealing the love of life and yearning for freedom, and the carefully taken photos are full of his efforts and hard work.At the beginning, he cruelly asked his son to give up his dream of being a policeman. Could he force him to give up here again?How could he bear it!

'Hanshan, if you know, you will blame me for not taking good care of our son. 'Thinking of his dead wife, his heart ached.If she was still alive, everything would be different.

A week later, Zhan Zhao was transferred from the ICU to the single intensive care unit.Zhan Huaiyi stayed by his son's side almost every step of the way.He thought about it, and spent as much time with him as possible in the days he could be with him, because he decided to go back soon.Although parting is painful, he began to learn to respect his son's ideas and change what he can change.Although it was a bit late, he no longer wanted to be obsessed with obsession and make mistakes again and again.Both brother-in-law and sister-in-law loved Xiao Zhao no less than his own, and he was relieved to entrust his son to them.

He often chats with his son these days.Since his son's eyes had not yet recovered, there were many inconveniences in his life. Occasionally he would ask for help. At this time, Zhan Huaiyi would have an illusion, as if his son was still the child who hadn't grown up.Since childhood, his son has been closer to Han Shan, but he is always respectful to himself, and rarely shows intimacy, especially when he grows up.During the four years overseas, my son lived in an isolation ward. Although he went to accompany him when he had time, he had never been with him day and night like this time.The closer the day of parting came, the more reluctant he was.After the lights were turned off at night, he lay on the bed in the hospital, looking at the thin figure of his son not far away, unable to sleep for a long time.

"Xiao Zhao, are you asleep?"

"not yet."

Zhan Huaiyi turned over, faced his son, and said softly, "I'll be back in two days..." As he spoke, his nose couldn't help but feel a little sore. "When I'm not around, get along well with your uncle and aunt."

"En." Zhan Zhao responded, but didn't speak for a long time.For a while, the room was quiet, only the sound of shallow breathing was heard.

On an early summer night, there is a cool breeze.The bright moonlight spilled in through the gaps in the gauze curtains, and the white walls were stained with a dull blue.Before falling asleep, he took off the goggles. In the dimness, Zhan Zhao looked at the corner of the slightly dancing curtain, feeling as uncomfortable as a needle prick in his heart.A few days ago, my aunt had already told him that my father originally planned to ask him to be transferred back to the country and take him back to the south because of him, but in the end he gave up on this idea.The reason for this, no need for others to tell, he also understands.Since his illness, everyone in the family has centered on him, thinking about him all the time.All of this made him feel helpless.Like many patients, he once had negative thoughts and felt that he was a burden and a burden. Afterwards, he really felt sorry for them.His family's love for him is selfless, and his best reward is to actively cooperate with the treatment to reassure them.He held his breath lightly, and shouted: "Dad..." He was so grateful in his heart, but he couldn't say it. "I'm sorry, Dad...I've made you worry again..."

"Okay, don't think about anything. It's getting late, go to sleep." The father's deep voice came from the side, which was reassuring.Zhan Zhao tilted his head slightly, his eye sockets became moist involuntarily.

Through the dim moonlight, Zhan Huaiyi watched his son gently wipe his eyes, and felt a pain in his heart, as if his throat was blocked by something.The son will be reluctant to part with him in the end... He thought, and gently closed his eyes.

These days, Jiang Ping is really suffering.Every time he came out of the hospital after visiting Zhan Zhao, the fifth child would drag him to the higher-ups.In the past, he didn't care about it, but now every time he passes by, he must be tortured by a test needle.

"Let me tell you, fifth brother, you really put your mind to Zhan Zhao, but you are too cruel to my fourth brother."

"Don't interrupt, did the injection just hurt?" Bai Yutang held up the needle and asked without looking sideways at Jiang Ping.

"Can an injection be painless? Isn't this fun? Of course it hurts! If you don't believe me, give it a try."

"Strange, that's right..." Bai Yutang muttered to himself.He definitely did it step by step according to the method taught by his sister-in-law and the requirements explained in the book. He also paid attention to everything that should be paid attention to.

Jiang Ping didn't know what he was thinking.In fact, when he said that it hurts, it was entirely due to psychological effects.Just like the fifth child, he doesn't look like a master who knows how to give injections. When he saw him holding a syringe and approaching him eagerly, he felt pain before the needle pierced his arm.

"Old Five, when are you going to have a showdown with Zhan Zhao?" Jiang Ping asked while rubbing his arms.

Bai Yutang pulled out the disposable needle from the syringe and threw it into the wastebasket next to the sofa. As if he didn't hear Jiang Ping's question, he packed up the injection equipment by himself.

"Hey, I want to ask you something!" Jiang Ping raised his voice.

In fact, Bai Yutang had no idea.Always confident, he hesitated a little. "Let's talk about it when he gets better."

Jiang Ping looked at him, opened his mouth to say something, thought about it, and gave up again.Suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to the person next to him: "There are reports that you pushed the new drama of the famous director Zhou Pu?"

"Ah."

"For Zhan Zhao?" Jiang Ping said, staring at Bai Yutang's face, shaking his head and sighing. "Let me tell you what's good about you. Zhou Pu's reputation in the film and television industry, how many people wish he could find him, why are you retreating instead? If Zhan Zhao finds out about this in the future, he will..."

"Fourth brother, stop talking, I have my own plans." Bai Yutang interrupted Jiang Ping, as if he didn't regard the refusal of the famous director's invitation as a big deal. "Besides, the decision this time is not all for Zhan Zhao. I decided to push it after reading the script. I don't like that story."

"Then if you reject Zhou Pu this time, aren't you afraid that other directors won't find you in the future?"

"It's their loss if they don't look for it. What do I have to worry about?"

Looking at his majestic appearance, Jiang Ping felt both helpless and admirable.When it comes to the entertainment industry, there are mixed people, there are a few who don't want to be famous, as long as there is an invitation from a famous director, no one will think about the plot.There is really nowhere to find someone like Bai Yutang with a lantern.However, this is a good thing, he doesn't want to follow the crowd, and as an older brother, he should support him vigorously.

"Fourth brother, I want to ask you something." Bai Yutang said suddenly.

"Say."

"I won't be going to the book signing meeting at the book club tomorrow. Please pay more attention then."

Jiang Ping looked at him suspiciously, really not understanding what this guy was thinking.You used to be clamoring to go, why did you suddenly change your mind?

"Don't look at me like that." Bai Yutang said, leaning back on the sofa, and said slowly, "I've thought about it these days. Zhan Zhao has the life he wants, and I don't want to disrupt it. If I went, it may not be a good thing." He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Ping as he said. "Fourth brother, you understand what I mean."

Among the five brothers, Jiang Ping was the one who walked closest to Bai Yutang. Although the fifth brother didn't speak clearly, he already knew it in his heart.After all, the fifth child is also a public figure, so rashly showing up at the book signing event is beneficial to the future development of the book bar, but it has an unpredictable impact on Zhan Zhao himself.

"En." Looking at Bai Yutang, Jiang Ping felt for the first time that the fifth younger brother beside him had really grown up. "Understood, don't worry. I don't need you to tell me what Zhan Zhao entrusted to me. I will take it to heart."

"Thank you, fourth brother."

"Thank you, why don't you go out and buy me something to eat, the shop on the right side of your neighborhood, stir-fried pork liver, come here."

Bai Yutang couldn't help grinning, stood up and said briskly: "Wait." He grabbed the key on the coffee table and walked out the door quickly.