moon star clear

The cranes were opened one by one and folded carefully, and found that there were some words written inside each one, some were Jiang Hao's description of the memories of the two when they were children, and some were the miss for him during the training camp, and every sentence was full of love. love.

Mu Chen felt bitter and sweet in his heart, his eyes couldn't help becoming sore again, and he was afraid that the tears would wet the thousand paper cranes, so he worked hard to keep the tears from falling.

It wasn't until evening that he reached the thousand paper cranes on the bottom floor.

He folded the paper cranes he had seen and placed them on the two newspapers on the floor. At this time, only a thin layer of thousand paper cranes remained in the carton, and a corner of a brown notebook was exposed at the bottom of the box.

Mu Chen picked up the notebook, opened it, and found that the first page was written in a very childish handwriting.

[He likes to eat Xiaolongbao, he eats it every morning, and he never seems to get tired of eating it

I like and drink soy milk, especially the one with oatmeal

Stomach is not good, can not eat cold and irritating things, otherwise it is easy to have stomach pain and vomiting

Can stack paper cranes

I like to draw, and I draw very well

very kind and comforting

Have a sense of justice, like a little hero

……

Most of the previous ones recorded some of my habits and hobbies, and there were some long paragraphs after that, some were records of memories, and some were plans for returning to China.

In short, every sentence is inseparable from the name "Mu Chen".

Turning the page backwards, the owner of the notebook's handwriting changed from naive to mature, more and more neat and beautiful, and finally turned into a tall and straight bamboo, exquisite and strong.

Mu Chen felt that his nose was sore, but he was afraid that tears would drip and wet the notebook, so he could only hold back the tears so that they would not fall until his eyes were so blurred that he could not see anything.

This notebook was kept by Jiang Hao since childhood.

Ever since he was a child, he has never forgotten the promise he made with himself.

He has long wanted to come to him, he has always wanted to be with him.

82. Sentenced to life

L City, UK, senior ward.

A man was lying on a hospital bed. Although he was not yet sixty years old, he was already full of white hair and haggard.He has been suffering from motor neurone disease for some time, and he has not disclosed his condition due to public opinion and company operation considerations, and he only relies on medication for treatment.Now he has difficulty breathing and needs to rely on a ventilator to survive. He cannot even move other parts of his body.If there were other people present at this moment, they would definitely not be able to recognize that this was Hao Lingyan, the chairman of Haojiang who was still in glory not long ago.

The ward was very quiet, and only the sound of the ventilator operating could be heard so quietly that the footsteps outside were particularly obvious.

click.

The door was opened, and a handsome young man walked in.

He walked to the hospital bed and stared at the father who had never given him any care, his eyes could not tell whether it was sadness or pity.

"Chairman Hao."

Hao Lingyan had no way to respond to him, but looked at the child he owed a lot with slightly cloudy eyes, and seemed to have a lot to say, but couldn't say a word.

"Chairman Hao, you should be clear about the current situation of the company. I came to you today mainly to hope that you would transfer the shares under your name to me so that I can help the company out of crisis. After completion, if you have other The favorite heir candidate, I will also follow your wishes and return the shares."

"After all, Haojiang is not your company alone, half of it is my mother's hard work."

Hao Lingyan worked hard to move his hand, and touched the back of Jiang Hao's hand with his little finger, as if to express that he had no objection.

Jiang Hao seemed to have completed his mission, and because time was running out and there was still a lot to do, he got up and was about to leave.

When he was about to leave, his movements stopped.

Hao Lingyan clasped his wrist with his right hand, panting with difficulty, as if this action was going to consume all his life.

He raised a finger and pointed in one direction across the room.Jiang Hao looked in that direction and found a special computer there, which should be for him to type.

He wants to talk to himself.

Jiang Hao put his hand back on the hospital bed, got up to get the computer, put it where he could easily operate it, and watched him type out a line of words with his right hand with little difficulty.

[Sorry, if it's forced, I'll give it to him. ]

Hao Lingyan's condition has really faded away, and every movement is very strenuous. Sometimes his finger is already on the correct button, but he can't press it with any strength. After a long time, he typed out this sentence Words without beginning or end.

But Jiang Hao understood what he meant.

If he feels reluctant to save the company, then give the company to that person with ulterior motives.

This is of course the best choice.

He didn't have to step into this quagmire, regardless of these things that had nothing to do with him, he could stay in the country and never leave Mu Chen.

But he has made his choice.

Even if it can be avoided, it is his responsibility after all.This father, no matter how he put it, was the one who gave him half of his life and raised him for nine years. No matter how much he hated him, he couldn't deny this fact. When the conditions were clear, the result was inescapable.He has thoroughly understood this truth during these times, so he no longer escapes.

"You don't have to apologize to me, I don't care anymore."

Hao Lingyan's hand moved again.

[I'm not qualified, you live the life you want]

I am not qualified to be his father, but I just want you to live the life you want.

Jiang Hao was taken aback.

How could he say such a thing?Didn't he never care about our mother and child?How can you say that you want me to live the life you want?

As if he couldn't bear the words of concern, he was a little out of breath.So he took a deep breath, trying to calm down the fluctuations in his mood.

Hao Lingyan's condition is already very serious, his respiratory system has failed, and only a few fingers of his right hand and his eyes can move. He should also know his condition.

Perhaps it is a person who is about to die, and his words are also kind.

Hao Lingyan continued to move his fingers, trying to press the keyboard again, but Jiang Hao gently grabbed his hand and took the computer away.Then, he tucked the quilt up for the patient, and walked out of the ward calmly.

When the footsteps reached the door, Hao Lingyan heard him stop, and after a long time, he said:

"Dad, I'm leaving, you should take good care of your illness."

Hao Lingyan looked at the back of him leaving, and the dusty memories of the past flowed in front of him like a cloud of smoke.

At that time, both he and she were still in their prime, and they came to a foreign country full of hope, eager to break out of their own world.They support each other, respect each other as guests, and are the most perfect partners in the eyes of outsiders.

However, when they overcame difficulties and finally ushered in success, all kinds of contradictions that had been covered up were exposed in an instant.

They are still too young and spend so much time at work that they still don't know anything about relationships and families.Differences of opinion at work, friction in trivial matters in life, quarrels replaced sweet talk, and the old relationship became weaker and weaker.

He began to doubt whether this relationship should continue.Maybe leaving each other earlier can make both parties less hurt.

So they parted, peacefully, and no one objected.

He thought it was over, they would not make each other sad anymore, from now on they only had a working relationship, and they would not interfere with each other in their future lives, only leaving each other with good memories of the past.

So when Jiang Xin said he was going back to China, he didn't stop him.

But after she left, the longing entered his heart everywhere.Every day when he opened his eyes, he faced a room where he was alone; when he entered the company, he would never see the smart woman who would discuss issues with him again.

He attributed these to the necessary adaptation period, using non-stop work to fill his mind, and not allowing misses to take advantage of it.

It wasn't until he learned of Jiang Xin's death that he tasted the taste of regret for the first time.

Facing the black and white photo on Jiang Xin's tombstone, he realized that he still loves her.It's a pity that now I understand love, but I have lost my beloved forever.

He thought this was his end.So he decided to live alone for the rest of his life as an atonement for Jiang Xin.

But luckily, seven years later, he received another call that changed everything.The phone call told him that he had another son in China, Jiang Xin and his son.

He didn't know what to do.Hao Lingyan, the owner of the Haojiang Group, the leader who works vigorously and swiftly, and the rich man with infinite glory, his hands and feet trembled because of a phone call.

He knew he had to take responsibility and protect this child from growing up.But at the same time, it is clear that he no longer has the qualifications to be his father.

It was his fault, he abandoned Jiang Xin, leaving the child without a mother.

He is not qualified to call him his father, nor is he qualified to intervene in his life.

So he brought the child back, found a reliable Li Zhengxin to take care of his daily life, and gave him the best living conditions and educational conditions. What I like, live the life I want, and he himself should not appear in his life.

However, Hao Lingyan may be naturally slow in emotional cognition, and he doesn't know that what children of this age need most is not the right to freely plan their lives, but the care and love of their relatives.

Unfortunately, he later understood, but Jiang Hao had already left.

He was later diagnosed with motor neuron disease, his limbs began to atrophy, and he was prophesied to one day