[Whirlwind Girl] Wen Jun is like the past

When the past is revealed again, and the truth is laid bare five years later, I am no longer hurt.

Because this time, I am no longer alone.Some people understand my suffering, some people pity my pain, and some people hold my hand to shield me from the wind and rain.

Love me and what I love, all is well.

——Fang Tingyi

When Fang Tingyi received a call from Wan Zhongde and rushed to the hospital, Wan Mei was furious.

In the VIP ward, everything was solemn.Fang Tinghao knelt in front of Wan Mei, lowered his head, not daring to look up at his mother's face, because he was afraid of seeing the boundless disappointment towards him.

Mom knows?

Fang Tingyi asked her grandfather with her eyes, and after getting a positive hint, her heart sank, and she immediately looked at her mother's face.

Fortunately, although her face was expressionless due to anger and her eyes were cold, her complexion was faintly rosy, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

The heart in her throat was relaxed, she turned the wheelchair and approached slowly, "Mom."

"Here we come." Wan Mei glanced at her very quickly, "Stay aside when you come, good boy."

At that glance, countless emotions seemed to be suppressed, love, pity, guilt, heavy.

Fang Tingyi had a sore nose, and obediently retreated behind her.

In front of her eyes, her mother's body was thin and thin, but it stood firmly in front of her like a mountain. At this moment, she felt that she was no longer the Fang Tingyi who had no branches to rely on.

The mother in my childhood memory is back.

"Snapped--"

Throwing the newspaper in her arms onto Fang Tinghao's feet, Wan Mei stared straight at him, "Look up, tell me what this is?"

Fang Tinghao raised his head, his eyes dodged, and he hesitated for a few seconds before speaking awkwardly, "Mom, these are all scribbled by reporters to slander Tingyi, don't be angry—"

"You know it's slander? I thought you were clapping your hands and applauding for your sweetheart!"

She didn't get angry, she just looked at him calmly, so calm and indifferent.

Fang Tinghao panicked all of a sudden, the word "sweetheart" was like a sharp sword, piercing through his fig leaf and piercing his heart.The person he liked so naturally in the past has now become a scourge and his nightmare. He doesn't even dare to think about the name Qi Baicao, because whenever he thinks of her, he will clearly realize how cruel he was. What a crime my own sister has committed, it is simply unforgivable.

"I didn't." He pursed his dry lips, he didn't have any confidence in his heart, "I just—"

"You just don't want to care about it." Wan Mei snorted coldly, "You can care so much about a Qi Baicao who has no blood relationship, but when you come to Tingyi, you become a stranger instead. You don't care and let outsiders smear you insult her..."

Speaking of this, there seemed to be a choking sound in her throat, and even her voice became hoarse, with a slight trill.

"The young master and heir of the Fang Group, but he can't even manage a newspaper, and he can't even suppress a piece of news. Should it be said that your heart has been taken away by someone, or that you, Fang Tinghao, are so kind that you want to save all sentient beings?"

"I was wrong, Mom."

Fang Tinghao lowered his head and admitted his mistake from the bottom of his heart.He knew he was wrong, very wrong, but it was too late to regret.

Wan Mei's face softened a bit, but after glancing at her daughter behind her, a glacier formed again.

She bent down and reached out to touch his cheek, her eyes suddenly softened.

His mother's hands were as warm as in his memory, but Fang Tinghao felt a sense of shame. These days, he dared not face Tingyi, let alone face his mother who had just woken up.

"Ting Hao, I entrusted my sister to you and asked you to take good care of her. Did you do that?"

Did you do it?No, he broke his promise and was carried away by love.

"No."

"When you lost your sister when you were young, Mom thought you were still young and ignorant, but you turned around and made the same mistake, no, it was a bigger mistake. Let me ask you, you are my son Wanmei , or her Qi family's door-to-door son-in-law?"

Wan Mei's voice was as soft as a ball of cotton, which floated into his ears and blocked his heart, making him restless on his knees.

"Mom, of course I'm your son—"

"Then you are still rushing to curry favor with Qi Baicao, and even sent your own sister to the door, letting her be teased and bullied at will?" Wan Mei took a deep breath, "I heard you asked your sister to apologize to her? "

A hand silently touched her chest to help her breathe, Wan Mei turned her head and smiled at her daughter, indicating that she was fine.

"I--"

Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a sharp voice.

"Don't say that Tingyi didn't do anything wrong, so what if you did something wrong? You Fang Tinghao couldn't even protect your sister, and you even teamed up with outsiders to take my Tingyi..." As she spoke, her eyes turned red, and she almost burst into tears, " Then you might as well don't call me mom in the future, we mother and son can live on our own."

"No! Mom, I was wrong, I really know I was wrong." Hearing the last sentence, Fang Tinghao's heart was broken. He raised his head in a panic, his amorous peach eyes were full of fear, as if he was about to be abandoned The children, biting and screaming, terrified to the extreme.

"I don't like Qi Baicao anymore. Mom, I will treat Tingyi well in the future. I was the one who was sorry for her in the past, but I really want to make up for her and treat her well. I can do whatever you want! Mom, our family is good." Yes, don't go..."

He hugged Wan Mei, speaking incoherently, two lines of tears rolled down Junyi's face, he cried as sad and guilty as when he lost his sister when he was a child.

After all, it was a piece of flesh that fell from her body. Wan Mei raised her hand to stroke his head, but stopped in mid-air.

If he is still like when he was a child, he admits his mistake and then forgets it, how should her Tingyi deal with herself?Broken heart again?Or break a leg again?No!No one can hurt her daughter, even if this person is her son!

The heart that was a little shaken became rock-solid again.

There is no mother in the world who is not partial.In her heart, a child who was intact, and a child who may have to walk in a wheelchair forever, there is no doubt that her heart is completely biased towards the latter.What's more, Tingyi's disability is also due to him.

Ting Hao, don't blame your mother, but blame you for waking up too late. You haven't been able to figure it out in five years, and you don't have to figure it out in the next few decades.

Anyway, Tingyi has me as a mother now, no matter how bad it is, there is another Gu Ruobai who has been waiting for her for so long and has done so much for her.

"I remember you said the same thing 16 years ago." Her hand finally landed on the top of his head, stroking it gently, "At that time you hugged me and swore that you would treat Tingyi as a It's the little princess, take care of her for the rest of her life, and treat her well. Mom remembers it right?"

"Look, now you say that again, how can you make mom believe you?"

Like a dose of dumb medicine, Fang Tinghao was speechless. He wanted to defend himself, and even swear to the sky, but there seemed to be a huge force in his throat, which made him unable to utter a word.

How can I trust you?How can I trust you?How can I trust you...

These words kept lingering in his ears, pulling him down into the bottomless abyss of darkness, and despair crept up into his heart little by little, biting his heart to the point of pain.

His mother, sister, are they going to abandon him?

Until this moment, he didn't know that only relatives are indispensable in life!Losing Qi Baicao, although he was sad and depressed, he would not be depressed, and time would eventually heal the pain.But if he loses his mother and sister, his life will collapse like a deflated balloon.

In the past five years, nothing happened, but she thought that Tingyi would not really abandon herself, and she would always come back. At that time, she would still be his sister and he would still be her brother.They are brothers and sisters who grew up together, how...how did they get to where they are today?

Qi Baicao!Why did he want to know Qi Baicao?None of this would have happened without her!Tingyi is still the cute and cute Tingyi, and he is still the good son in his mother's heart who loves his sister.

Fang Tinghao knelt on the ground in a daze, mad hatred and remorse appeared in his red eyes, as if in a maddened state.I hated Qi Baicao's appearance, regretted that I was deceived by lard, fell in love with a woman hovering between three men, and caused my sister to have her leg disabled, chilling my heart!

In a solemn atmosphere, someone pushed the door and entered.

"Ma'am, it's time for rehabilitation." Alisa walked quickly.

"Okay." Assented, Wan Mei motioned for her to push herself out.

When she was at the door, she stopped, turned around and stared at Fang Tinghao who was still kneeling upright, and couldn't help but say, "Ting Hao, do you know that what you owe Tingyi is only a pair of legs, you owe her one." Brother, a brother who loves her and truly treats her as his own sister."

There are some things that only he can figure out, maybe there is still a chance to make amends, both of them are her children, and she also hopes that they can reconcile as before, even if this hope is weak and fragile...

"Mom, it's okay. I found Brother A Nuo from the orphanage when I was young. He has been very kind to me these years..."

And Gu Ruobai, he is also very good.

Fang Tingyi, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, but it fell into Fang Tinghao's ears, it was better to be silent.

It turned out that there was a kind of pain that made him wish to close his five senses, so that he would not listen or see; there was a kind of despair that made his internal organs shift, like falling into a cold pool.

When he regained consciousness from the heartache, Wan Zhongde accompanied Wan Mei to the rehabilitation room, and there were only him and Fang Tingyi left in the ward.

"Get up!"

She reached out and helped him up.

Fang Tinghao's cold heart was ignited again, and he staggered to stand upright, because his knees were aching after kneeling for a long time, and his calves were completely numb.

He looked at his younger sister expectantly, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

"Tingyi, forgive brother..."

I don't know if the word "brother" irritated her, but Fang Tingyi suddenly withdrew her hand as if she had been pricked by a needle.Various emotions appeared alternately in her eyes, some were nostalgic, some were entangled, and the most was deep pain, which was extremely complicated, but in the end they sank one by one, turning into a pool of stagnant water, the ancient well without waves.

"Anyone can disbelieve me, but my family, you don't believe me? It's fine if you don't believe me, and you are still working with others to trample on my dignity. Fang Tinghao, I said five years ago that I don't have a brother like you."

Her light-colored lips parted slightly, and her eyes were as cold as if she was looking at a stranger, but the words came out of her mouth involuntarily, "If you have something before, it means you don't have it, so there is no need to have it in the future."

She doesn't believe it anymore, she doesn't believe in herself anymore...

Fang Tinghao has never been so close to her heart for a moment, and never has he realized so clearly that he has squandered her trust.

The more you understand her, the closer you are to her.

The last bit of hope was extinguished, his legs gave way, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Under the sycamore tree outside, there were children playing and playing, laughter and laughter came in through the window, and his younger sister, who used to be a little radish squatting, faintly sounded in his ears, the soft and coquettish voice.

In front of her eyes was the back of her turning her head and resolutely leaving, and beside her ear was her crisp voice calling "brother".

Fang Tinghao felt as if he was being pulled into two halves, one half was enduring the biting cold, the other half was immersed in the warmth of reminiscing about the past.

Alternating hot and cold, his brain seemed to explode. He hugged his head and curled up into a ball.

A big man burst into tears like this, a beast-like roar came out of his throat, like a dying cry.

The cold wind blew over the window sill, bringing a piercing sound, and the laughter gradually faded away...