dream winter

When Meng Dongchu arrived at Linhai City International Airport, he was immediately picked up by a car sent by Yang Han, and drove to the private hospital of Wu Qinghua's family.

Hearing that Meng Dongchu was coming, Wu Qinghua followed and walked to father Meng's ward together.It was early in the morning, Father Meng fell asleep, and Meng Zishan was by his side.

Seeing his father asleep, Meng Dongchu signaled Meng Zishan not to disturb his father, and silently left the room.Wu Qinghua arranged for him to rest in an empty room next to him, and the nurse would call him at any time.

Seeing that Meng Dongchu was sitting on the side with a serious face, Ah Leng chatted up some topics casually. Somehow, he got to that Mr. Song who was invited by Yang Han to check the accounts of Meng Ziyu's company. He said: "I think Mr. Song is quite capable. , Graduated from a famous university, and he is not from Linhai City, there is nothing messy about it, I want him to help you manage your funds in person, he said that we can talk about it, what do you think?"

"I'll think about it again." Meng Dongchu said, A Leng was managing his money for the time being, but he had to have a long-term plan.

"Oh, he also said that if you are really interested, you can talk to him in detail when you come to Haicheng. He said that you can absolutely trust him." After Ah Leng finished speaking, he continued to gossip, "Let me tell you, He himself is young and handsome, a business elite, and many people are chasing after him. But there is one thing that is very strange. The first time he saw Uncle Meng, the two nodded, as if they knew each other before, and it was obvious that he had only come to Haicheng not long ago. "

"What's this man's name?"

"Song Yuan." A Leng said, "As the name suggests, he is very cold and lofty, but unfortunately he is not my type."

No matter how Meng Dongchu narrates the past, Song Yuan is someone he can't say, so Ah Leng doesn't know the relationship between Song Yuan and Meng Dongchu.

"Is he the same age as me? Is he from my hometown? I mean from my hometown?" Meng Dongchu asked.

Ah Leng is good at handling information, he nodded immediately and said, "Yes, why do you know this person?"

More than knowing.

Ah Leng thought that Meng Dongchu had acquiesced, and said, "That's good. I'll make an appointment with him tomorrow and listen to him tell you about the use of your funds. I don't understand many details. It's all up to him. some advices."

"You said this Song Yuan is now in Yang Han's company? He was also sent to handle this matter?" Meng Dongchu's eyes widened.

A Leng realized that something was wrong, and immediately said: "Yes, didn't I tell you about Mr. Song before? Why, there is something wrong with this person?"

Meng Dongchu shook his head, and sank his body on the sofa again, he was too tired to think.

"Mr. Meng, Mr. Meng is seriously ill. Dr. Wu asked me to inform you." The nurse hurriedly knocked on the door and said outside.

Meng Dongchu immediately put away his thoughts, opened the door and went out.In the next ward, there were busy doctors and nurses, and Meng Chengrui could be seen from a distance with various instruments attached to him.Meng Zishan has been driven outside.

When Meng Zishan saw Meng Dongchu, she gave him a bleak smile, and focused on the doctor's rescue.

In the middle of the night, several rescue operations were performed, big and small. After the doctor said that the patient was fine for the time being and needed to rest, Meng Zishan agreed and sat on a chair outside to continue waiting. After a while, she closed her eyes and looked like she was about to fall asleep. .

"Sister, go and rest, I'm here." Meng Dongchu looked at her deep dark circles and said.

Meng Dongchu seldom called Sister Meng Zishan. Meng Zishan immediately woke up when she heard it, and glanced sideways at Meng Dongchu, still not changing the eldest lady's arrogance: "You know what I'm talking about, you didn't come back for revenge, right?"

"Heh, do you still have the capital to be revenged by me?"

Hurting each other as usual, Meng Zishan lost the arrogance of a noble lady, and Meng Dongchu lost his fierceness. After speaking, the two looked at each other and laughed, which can be described as bleak.

"Well, I'll leave this to you. Anyway, you're capable now. If I want to kill the old man, I can't resist here." Meng Zishan stood up with a tired face, but her thoughts were clear. As expected of Li Cong The "virtuous housemate". "I'm going to rest. There are still a few hours until dawn, and I will try my best to come here before dawn. If you are willing to help Meng Ziyu and come here, it is already not easy. I will not make it difficult for you. If you just come to see If you leave at a glance, if you don't want to talk to him, just make it clear to me."

"I..." Meng Dongchu ran over directly, never thought about what to say and do when he saw the seriously ill Meng Chengrui, whether to play a dutiful son or an enemy.

"Just follow your heart. He's dying. If you still plan to continue acting in front of him, that's fine." Meng Zishan always spoke with irony.

"I, just take a look and leave..." Meng Dongchu said hesitantly.

Meng Zishan nodded and said, "Okay, I see, I will help you deal with it."

The lights in the hospital were cold and white, and Meng Dongchu actually hadn't slept for 18 hours. He was very tired. After a day of martial arts practice, he rushed to the hospital.

Unable to sleep, the father who is separated by a wall may be able to meet him when he is awake tomorrow morning, and this may be the last time they meet.The relationship between their father and son is so shallow, and the relationship between the two is also extremely shallow.It seems that I have a very shallow relationship with anyone, father, mother, Song Yuan... Where is Yang Han?Meng Dongchu's thoughts were already out of control. In this very sleepy moment, his thoughts were a little vague, but Yang Han and the two couldn't get rid of the vague thoughts.

Waiting like this, when the sky was a little brighter, Meng Zishan came over.Meng Dongchu's mind was a little fuzzy, he just felt that she seemed to have said something to the doctor, so he came over and patted him awake, and took him into the ward.

"Dad is awake." Meng Zishan said.

Meng Dongchu didn't wake up until he was taken to stand in front of Meng Chengrui's bed.He saw Meng Chengrui become a decayed old man.

The doctor removed the oxygen mask so they could talk.

"Dad, I came to see you at the beginning of winter. I flew back from the mainland, and I came here last night. I was afraid of disturbing you, so I waited outside all night." Meng Zishan said affectionately.

Meng Chengrui had a hard time speaking, and moved his hand, as if he wanted to raise it to shake Meng Dongchu's hand, but Meng Dongchu hesitated for a moment, but didn't reach out.Meng Zishan took a quick look, feeling embarrassed, she directly held Meng Chengrui's hand: "Dad, I'm worried about catching a cold."

Seeing the father and daughter looking at each other, Meng Dongchu was filled with emotion. No matter how arrogant the eldest lady was before, she now looks like a good daughter, and she is so close to her father.They have an emotional basis. Meng Zishan has been a little princess under the pampering of her father since she was a child. This is probably a real family, and any grievances can be resolved.And he...

"Dad, I'm fine now. The doctor said that when he is stable in all aspects, he can take a rest for a day or two, and then he can be taken back abroad for further treatment. After all, the medical level there is high." Meng Zishan took his father's hand and looked at Meng Dongchu. explain.

Meng Dongchu knew that Meng Zishan didn't intend to show off the love between father and daughter, and she was really helping him eliminate the embarrassment, but Meng Dongchu felt that he was like a stranger at this moment.

This strangeness has existed since a long time ago.

Meng Dongchu looked at the people on the hospital bed, he didn't look carefully last night, but today under the bright light of breakfast, seeing Meng Chengrui's aging appearance, he actually felt a strange sense of detachment.The grief was only for a moment, and then he remembered how his mother was abandoned and lived alone, how he ignored him in the past, how he suffered as a teenager, how he was used by this family, how he escaped from Yang Han's house, and what happened in the end that scene.After thinking about it, the Meng family actually suppressed his acting career.All he felt in this family was heartlessness and coldness.

What are you doing here, he can't act like a loving father and a filial son at this moment.

"At the beginning of winter..." Meng Chengrui kept looking at him, seeing that mouth shape, it seemed that he was about to say sorry in the next sentence.

Meng Dongchu couldn't stand Meng Chengrui saying sorry again, and subconsciously wanted to leave.

Meng Zishan noticed all this keenly, and said, "Dad, Dongchu knows what you mean. He is very busy with work and is leaving soon. He is filming, right?" Meng Zishan gave her eyes to Meng Dongchu and A Cold two people.

Ah Leng immediately answered, "Yes, yes, there is one last scene. I came here on special leave. I'm in a hurry."

"Then you go first, it's okay, Dad is okay, I will see you in the future."

Meng Dongchu nodded: "Then... I'll go first. Goodbye sister, goodbye dad."

He left in a hurry.

Meng Dongchu couldn't take it anymore in the aisle.

This hasty side made him extremely uncomfortable, he walked quickly to the outside of the hospital, feeling that time and space were lost.This kind of bewildered pain didn't seem to be because this might be the last time I saw my father, but another kind of feeling.

Was he actually such an indifferent person? In his father's room, he instinctively resisted shaking hands, was not ready to accept an apology, and couldn't even pretend the last bit of tenderness.

He finally found out that he was a heartless person.He never had feelings, and he didn't even know how to express them. He felt that he should be a person who could be passionate and persistent, but now he found that since when did his ability to love someone be emasculated—he has no love for anyone. What kind of relationship, the fate between him and everyone is very shallow, father, mother, stepmother, sister and brother, loved ones...

As Meng Dongchu walked, he felt extremely tormented and at a loss.

After Meng Dongchu saw his father, when he left the hospital, he saw Song Yuan holding a bouquet of flowers to visit Meng Chengrui.

Meng Dongchu glanced at him, and walked past him to leave.

"At the beginning of winter!" Song Yuan was amazed how he could return to Linhai City when he was still filming in the mainland.

"Song Yuan." Meng Dongchu stopped and looked at him.

"How are you recently?" Song Yuan said.

"Not bad, not bad." Meng Dongchu deliberately paused, glanced at Song Yuan, to see what he had to say.Song Yuan was just like Meng Dongchu's thoughts, hesitated and didn't know what to say, just like when he swallowed water lukewarmly, hesitant and hesitant.

At this moment, Meng Dongchu's heart was full of ridicule, it was after seeing his father, mocking his indifference to family affection, so as to relieve the sadness in his heart.Seeing Song Yuan at this time, a violent factor suddenly arose in his heart.

When Song Yuan was able to say something, and knew that he would definitely not say anything, the embarrassing blank time was long enough, Meng Dongchu immediately walked away, not even ready to say pleasantries.

When Meng Dongchu crossed Song Yuan and was about to leave Song Yuan with one more step, a pair of clean and warm hands grabbed Meng Dongchu's hand.Meng Dongchu looked back at Song Yuan in surprise.

Song Yuan's heart softened when he saw Meng Dongchu's affectionate eyes like a deep pool, not to mention that those eyes were still moist as if there were tears.

"Let's talk." Song Yuan said.

"I don't have time." Meng Dongchu tried his best to shake off Song Yuan's hand.On the one hand, he was unwilling to get close to Song Yuan, and on the other hand, he was worried that someone from Yang Han would be hiding somewhere and peeping.The flight was in a hurry and Yang Han's bodyguards didn't follow him, but Meng Dongchu was always worried.

But Song Yuan held it tighter recklessly: "Meng Dongchu, listen to me, Yang Han is not a good person!"

"A person like me, how can I meet such a good person!" The backlog of emotions in Meng Dongchu's heart turned into such a self-deprecating sentence.

Song Yuan was emotional, and he clenched his hand even tighter. Meng Dongchu insisted on breaking free from his grasp, using all his strength, the two entangled for several rounds like fighting, and finally Meng Dongchu finally broke away from Song Yuan. hands.

"Early winter!" Song Yuan said.

"Could it be that you are better than him?" Meng Dongchu panted and said two steps away from Song Yuan.

"Don't you think so?" Song Yuan asked back, taking a step closer.

Meng Dongchu was full of words, but shook his head, wanting to walk away.

Song Yuanyou held him back, and Meng Dongchu's anger welled up.I don't know how to get angry.

"Song Yuan, we are already finished! We are already finished, do you know!!" No matter what kind of meaning.

"Who said we're finished, can't I not want to be finished?" Song Yuan said with a stern neck, his face was red, his nose was red, he wanted to stick to his point of view, thinking, very, very, very selfish.

After a few seconds of silence, Song Yuan suddenly softened his voice and said, "Do you still remember the book you gave me to comfort me when I gave up painting?"

"The Moon and Sixpence?" Meng Dongchu remembered.

"Yes, you said that the Stricklander was middle-aged, quit his job to paint, and finally painted what he wanted to paint. You said that the man was originally a stockbroker, and you said, so, take it easy. If there is a chance..., you said that life is definitely not about giving up now and it's over, you said, you have to wait... one day you will get what you want," Song Yuan said a little out of control. "Is it still the same now?"

"What?" Meng Dongchu's memory was blurred, unexpectedly he still remembered.

"Meng Dongchu, will you still wait for me?"

"When you reach middle age, when one day you finally come to love me?" Meng Dongchu asked.This is the question that silences both sides.

Meng Dongchu paused for a moment and said, "When will we wait? Why don't we wait any longer, let's start over now! Go tell your parents?!"

"No, at the beginning of winter, I..." There are still a lot of things to deal with, how to convince his parents, he has not yet figured out how to live, avoid the media, Song Yuan has always planned Zhou Xiang, and only act rationally after analyzing the pros and cons people.

His hesitation explained everything.Meng Dongchu sighed, and said: "Song Yuan, you don't understand, no matter how much you think, we can't go back, I want money, I want to be famous, I'm no longer the second youngest of the Meng family. "

Song Yuan didn't believe that this was Meng Dongchu's real thoughts, so he pretended to be relaxed and smiled, sighed and was about to speak, but Meng Dongchu continued with a serious face: "I want to be famous, I want someone who can make me I want to make big-budget TV dramas, be a well-known star, and make movies with hundreds of millions of dollars invested. Status...I want to be someone who thinks I'm "good". I've had enough of failure, boredom, and fear. Then I won't be afraid of someone throwing me out, and I won't have to compromise Wait for someone else. Only Yang Han can give me all this, you can't."

It was the worst thought in his mind.It's like this, although Meng Dongchu lived a life of failure, he wanted to be a "good" person.In order to be worthy of some good things one day, he wants to become a "good" person. If he can't be a purely good person, at least he doesn't touch these bad things. bad people.

Now talking and talking, even he himself believed what he said, and felt relieved for no reason, as if he had shot himself cruelly and hesitantly in "Nineteen".