Chapter 68: You have to wait for me

Chapter Sixty Eight
Xie Ning's words were upside-down and incoherent, and tossed over and over meant that he wanted to leave immediately.
It took Zhuang Yan a while to figure out what happened.
Father Xie is over eighty years old. He is prone to various problems with his body and his immunity also declines. On the surface, there is no serious illness and he rarely goes to the hospital, but his body has collapsed.
It's like a tree that looks sturdy and robust, but it actually begins to rot from the roots.
At this time, only one fuse is needed, and the big tree will fall suddenly.
For example, a common fall.
The elderly are most afraid of falling.
Zhuang Yan remembered that when he was a child, an old lady who lived next door was very kind and looked very energetic. She planted some vegetables in the family yard and worked a few times in the field.
Occasionally I saw Zhuang Yan and gave him two vegetables, saying that the things outside were not as clean and delicious as she had grown.
Zhuang Yan was still a little unbelievable when the old lady died. He obviously met from a distance yesterday to see the old lady watering the water slowly.
I heard that it was very sudden, so I didn't pay attention when I got out of the car. I fell and became unconscious.
Never woke up ever since.
Zhuang Yan understood Xie Ning's concerns, picked him up, placed him on a chair, and poured him a glass of warm water.
Seeing that Xie Ning's mood seemed to stabilize, Zhuang Yan used his mobile phone to call Uncle Zhong and asked about the current situation of Xie Xie.
After hanging up the phone, he turned his head to see Xie Ning holding a water glass and staring at him quietly.
His eyes were clean and empty, as if there was nothing.
Zhuang Yan whispered: "Grandpa is fine."
Xie Ning's eyelashes twitched.
At this time, Xie Ning completely ignored the "grandfather" Zhuang Yan said, instead of "thank you, grandpa" or add a pre-attributive "you".
His focus is only on the latter two words.
Strangely, when Zhuang Yan said this, he believed it without thinking.
"You must have not heard clearly just now." Zhuang Yan held his hand. Xie Ning's hand was not cold. Because he had just held the water glass, he still had some residual warmth. "Uncle Zhong made it clear to me, the old man just I haven't awakened yet, but already out of danger."
Xie Ning regained a little ability to think.
"Are you out of danger?" He grasped Zhuang Yan's hand tightly, a bit stronger, but Zhuang Yan's expression remained the same.
He slowly calmed Xie Ning and said, "Well, out of danger."
After a breath of relief, Xie Ning fell back and leaned back in the chair.
He took a sip of water slowly, his hands trembling slightly, the water shook out a little, and the neckline was wet.
"I want to go back." Xie Ning said again.
"Yeah." Zhuang Yan replied, patted his back, soothing his emotions, "but it's too late today."
Xie Ning rolled her eyes and looked at him.
Zhuang Yan said: "It's too late now. If you count the time to the airport, you have to wait for the earliest flight tomorrow. You have a good rest today and sleep. I'll book you a flight ticket for tomorrow and take you there."
"Will it be too late?" Xie Ning asked.
Zhuang Yan quickly understood what he meant and shook his head: "No."
His voice was low and soft, and there was a force that made Xie Ning feel at ease: "The old man is just too tired and needs a little more rest."
Xie Ning nodded for a long time.
"You too." Zhuang Yan said, "you also need a good rest today."
Xie Ning said: "I'm fine..."
Zhuang Yan looked down at him: "Now, can you still stand up?"
Xie Ning: "..."
Although Zhuang Yan forced him to sleep well, Xie Ning still suffered from insomnia.
He was resting on Zhuang Yan's shoulders, the distance between the two was a little too close, as if he could kiss Zhuang Yan's chin as soon as he raised his head.
It was late at night, and it seemed to be raining outside, and Xie Ning could vaguely hear the sound of water droplets hitting the window.
Zhuang Yan closed his eyes, Xie Ning didn't know if he was asleep, and he was held in his arms honestly, not daring to move.
When he first received a call from Uncle Zhong, Xie Ning's mind was blank, and there seemed to be many voices around, but he could not hear anything.
The surroundings were quiet at this moment, but he thought a lot.
He suddenly couldn't control his emotions, his eyes filled with tears little by little.
Tears slowly fell, and he didn't know why he was crying.
He thought that if Zhuang Yan was not there, he would be very embarrassed at this time.
He would be messed up, and he would not get up when he fell on the ground. After he finally got up, he would rush out regardless.
It may have been blown by the cold wind for a long time before he remembered that he had to book a ticket back, then took a taxi to the airport, and waited there all night.
Maybe he would be soaked by the rain, and before he saw his grandpa, he fell down first.
Only then did he realize that he had been living very badly for so many years. He would not take care of himself, or thought he was doing well, but as long as any wind and waves could crush him.
It's no wonder that Yan Xi is always worried about him, occasionally hesitating to say to him, but in the end he doesn't say anything.
There seemed to be a sigh over his head, and then a pair of generous palms wiped the tears from his face.
"Don't cry." Zhuang Yan's voice was soft, with a bit of unnoticeable annoyance, as if he was annoying that he had found it too late.
He said, "I'm by your side no matter what."
Xie Ning didn't speak, but suddenly hugged him tightly. For a long time, he responded with a dry and low voice.
But even with Zhuang Yan by his side, Xie Ning still slept very badly that night. He woke up from his sleep tossingly, and soon fell into darkness again.
Repeatedly half-dream and half-awake, until the latter half of the night did not really sleep peacefully.
He seemed to dream of Father Xie, or when he was awake, he remembered some past events.
At that time, he just passed his eighteenth birthday, and the coming-of-age ceremony has a different meaning to most people. That day passed, it means that you are a completely independent adult who is separated from the care of your guardian.
Xie Ning was taken to the compound that day, and it was Uncle Zhong and the smiling old man Xie who greeted him.
He raised his head and looked at the grandfather he hadn't seen for a long time. The old man Xie didn't seem to be much different from now, as if he hadn't grown old.
Or an old person is always the same, after all, no one will be bothered to count whether there is another wrinkle on his face.
Father Xie held him in his arms as if facing a lost baby: "Happy 18th birthday to my Ningning."
Xie Ning couldn't remember his mood at the time, but he remembered that he calmly said that day: "Thank you."
Father Xie was not dissatisfied with his indifference, smiled and gave the coming-of-age gift.
What shocked Xie Ning was that in addition to the villa, Mr. Xie also gave him a document. He looked down at the words on the cover, and a surprised expression flashed across his face.
That is a share transfer agreement.
Father Xie said: "I hope you can be happy and free forever, without being bound by the past, without suffering and disasters, and without worrying about money. When you are an adult, you are free and unfettered. You can control the future by yourself. Arrange your own destiny and choose what kind of life you want to live."
He said: "From now on, no one can make decisions for you, no one can do it. You are already an independent person, but at the same time, I also hope that your future is flat and bright. Take a little setback and experience more joyful things."
Xie Ning listened to him carefully and patiently. Somehow, his nose was sore and his chest was filled with something sore.
He thought that his emotions were like no waves, and he could no longer perceive any emotions, but at that moment, his heart was still moved.
Later, he slowly understood that the soreness was probably the warmth of family.
Very light, but fortunately, he still felt it.
...
When she woke up the next day, Xie Ning's mood stabilized a lot.
It was probably not just that he hadn't slept well by himself last night, and Zhuang Yan's complexion was also not very good, Xie Ning could find the faint blue purple under his eyes.
After breakfast, Zhuang Yan insisted on sending him to the airport.
Zhuang Yan arranged the luggage temporarily last night. He didn't bring much. In fact, Xie Ning had nothing to bring, except for his mobile phone.
Zhuang Yan wanted to go back with him, but he couldn't.
At least not today.
There are still so many people in the crew and so many things. It is not a day or two for him to go back. How can he arrange a few days in advance.
Fortunately, after one night, Xie Ning seemed to have returned to normal thinking. His worries were a little less, but they still did not disappear.
"Call me when you get off the plane," he exhorted.
Xie Ning came back to his senses and hesitated: "Will it bother you?"
Zhuang Yan thought for a while, and then said, "You can send text messages, but remember to send me a message."
Xie Ning: "Yeah."
Zhuang Yan: "I have contacted Uncle Zhong. He will arrange someone to pick you up at the airport. Remember to read the license plate number clearly and don't get on the wrong car."
Xie Ning: "I'm not so confused."
Zhuang Yan didn't speak up, and then said: "When you arrive at the hospital, remember to send me a text message. You must eat three meals a day on time. Don't forget."
Xie Ning responded slowly.
When he was about to get on the plane, Zhuang Yan let go of his hand.
Xie Ning's mood changed-as if he had been floating in the air for nothing, this would suddenly fall down.
The next second, Zhuang Yan leaned over and hugged him deeply.
"Don't worry." Zhuang Yan's voice was as steady and reliable as ever, "Grandpa will get better."
Xie Ning's heart fell on the ground.
Then I heard Zhuang Yan said: "So you have to be well."
At the final farewell, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but held him again.
Xie Ning turned around suspiciously and looked at him: "Is there anything else?"
Zhuang was suspicious for a moment, took his hand, pulled him into his arms, and wrapped him with a generous chest.
There was a lot of people around, but he lowered his head recklessly and landed on Xie Ning's lips with a reluctant kiss.
For a long time, he said dumbly: "Wait for me."
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