Chen Jia's Cheng Zheng love

The two sat quietly by the lake, their eyes sometimes falling on the sparkling waves in the lake, sometimes moving with the vigorous posture of the waterfowl, occasionally chatting a few words, with a little smile, and more often , is to let go of distracting thoughts and enjoy the rare quiet time between the two.

Chen Jia really hopes that this peaceful life can continue forever.

But sometimes, the truth is so ruthless that it brings disillusionment and blows when people have the best illusions.

The mother who was still in the ward came to Chen Jia's side and knelt down in front of him.

"...A...Auntie, what are you doing?"

Chen Jia was so surprised that he almost called his mother, then hurriedly changed his words and reached out to help his mother up.

But the mother held Chen Jia's hand tightly and refused to get up, tears flowed from her eyes, and the expression on her face was desperate and painful.

"please……"

Chen Jia's heart ached because of her mother's low-pitched begging, "Auntie...you should get up first if you have something to say..."

Chen Zheng on the side also hurriedly helped his mother to try to stand up, but her mother kept shaking her head, tears streaming down her face, bent her back, curled herself up into the most humble posture, and begged bitterly.

"Please...help me tell your father...give him a few days' grace...we have...we really can't afford the money...Xiao Jia's father has already worked several jobs to pay back the money... Give us some more time..."

Mother's sad words pierced into Chen Jia's heart like needles. Chen Jia gritted his teeth. He didn't expect that man to do such a terrific thing. He really didn't have any conscience at all to force him into this way!

Seeing his mother crying into tears, Chen Jia was heartbroken. He could only hold his mother's trembling and cold hand tightly, nodded and promised that he would go and tell Father Chen that his mother should stop kneeling like this. He couldn't bear it. rise.

Mother wiped her tears and stood up. Chen Jia glanced at Chen Zheng and asked him to take his mother back to rest for a while. He also needed to go back.

Chen Jia didn't know if he would be able to see him again when he went back this time, but even if there was only a slight possibility, he would try his best to fight for it.

"Chen Jia, goodbye."

Chen Jia waved to Chen Zheng, "You're going to be discharged from the hospital soon, I'll pick you up when you're discharged."

Chen Zheng looked at Chen Jia with reluctance and distress in his eyes, but he still believed in Chen Jia's words and believed that he would come again.

"It's an agreement, you can't go back on your word."

Chen Zheng smiled lightly, the sun shone on him with a pale golden light, Chen Jia narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to see behind Chen Zheng, the silver and silver light scattered little by little, pieced together into a pair of wings, and spread out behind him.

His freedom.

Chen Jia responded with a smile.

"Well, I will never regret it."

our love.

"wait for me."

Just treat it as greed and refuse to give up any of them.

Chen Jia turned and left.

Chen Jia didn't expect that he really missed the appointment when he left.

On the day Chen Zheng was discharged from the hospital, Chen Jia and He Rongli held an engagement banquet at the hotel.

The glittering golden hall, the melodious music, the mellow red wine, the gorgeous banquet clothes, the figures swarming everywhere, the flattering words, and the harsh laughter made Chen Jia disgusted, but he could only force a smile , Dealing with the strangers who came one by one, and then drank the wine one by one.

Tonight's Chen Jia did not refuse wine at all.

Too strong to drink, but the more you drink, the more sober you become.

No matter how painful his heart was, no matter how hot his stomach was, he could only keep laughing, his face was stiff, and his eyes were sore and teary.

No one cared about him, and he didn't have any familiar people around him.

Chen Jia didn't tell anyone about the engagement banquet, neither Agan nor Chen Zheng.

So, he just drank alone, until he couldn't help it, and ran to the bathroom to vomit.

After vomiting until he was exhausted and could no longer vomit anything, Chen Jia leaned against the pool, biting his clenched hand, suppressing his crying.

He thought that no one would come in at this time.

So gradually, he couldn't control his voice, he wanted to shout, growl, and vent all his hatred, resentment, regret, and pain.

Tears welling up in his eyes kept flowing down his face, which was flushed with pain.

Tears clouded his eyes, and in a trance, Chen Jia seemed to see a figure coming in from the door.

Chen Jia's eyes slowly opened wide, and the man's face was reflected in the hazel pupils.

That was the last person he wanted to face.

Chen Zheng.