Chapter 147:

Van Gogh did not dare to look at his mother again, let alone to see Van Gogh, and could only bury his old face in his palm, and gave a sad but self-deprecating laugh.
Ding Yu didn't know how to comfort his friend. In fact, he couldn't get back himself. He could only pat his friend's back. He did not expect that the truth would be so bizarre! No wonder that Van Gogh has always said that friends should not exist, it turned out to mean that! The world in his eyes is really different from ordinary people!
Fangallo paused for a moment before continuing to say, "Your birth was a huge accident for Ms. Kong. She didn't know who your child was. When you grow older, the facial features and Fanluo Mountain Having reached the point where she can determine the blood relationship without DNA testing, she suddenly realized what she was doing. She began to calculate the date, and then was shocked to find that you were not anyone ’s son, you were the one she fantasized out of thin air, and she could achieve her inner ambition Weight. "
"She didn't dare to take you back to China immediately because you came too weirdly. She has to test your stability. She has to observe you to see what you are."
Hearing this, Fan Kaixuan raised his head and looked at his mother more and more awkwardly. Testing stability, this kind of wording does not seem to describe a living object, but he realized clearly and very clearly-Van Gogh is right, in the mother's heart, he was originally a very unstable The product.
"When you were eight or nine years old, she was sure that you would not disappear as suddenly as she came, and she was ready to take you back to her country. But she was obstructed by others, and it turned out that Madam Van had always sent someone to spy on you Mother and son, your mother and son are not allowed to return to China. Ms. Kong ’s plan goes bankrupt again. She has to take you to the bottom of the society and wait quietly for an opportunity. Your ability to make money brings her a lot of surprises, but your gentleness and blind obedience A bigger surprise. No matter how she deceives you or uses you, you never doubt, which makes her very satisfied. "
"Because of you, her life began to improve. She didn't intend to return to her country all her life, but Madam Vatican died, and her family became a mistress, and her greed began to swell quickly. The property of the family fell into my hands, it should belong to her, so she took you back to China, and with your financial resources and influence, she became the wife of Van.
Fangalo stroked his thin lips, a tone of impersonality lingering in his tone: "When Fan Kaixu was born, your presence was no longer meaningful to her. She always knew you were not her Son, you ca n’t even be considered a real person. She used you, but at the same time rejected her presence in her heart. The arrival of Fan Kaixu completely replaced your position, her attitude towards you changed from rejection to rejection Afterwards, she discovered that Fan Luoshan was about to go bankrupt. Her dream of a wealthy wife had only been broken for three years, and her most beloved son could not inherit any property, but would become poor and poor, and you would have made a huge Success, all your future belongs to your wife and children, she and Fan Kaixu can only be divided into a poor quarter, a fifth, or even less. "
"So her attitude towards you changed from rejection to negation again. You were originally the product of her desire's condensation. Once she begins to deny your existence, you will die. This is the truth of your illness."
Van Gallo's drooping eyelashes twitched for a moment, and an extremely obscure glance flew across Van Gogh's face, saying bluntly: "When you sign that will, you are equivalent to signing your own death notice. "
Fan Kaixuan finally could not bear the intensive blow, and sent out a sigh of indignation. It turned out that his life, his life, everything he fought for were so ridiculous! From the moment of birth, he was destined to be a toy in this woman's hand!
"How can you do this to me, mother?" Van Kai twirled and asked the sentence with his last effort.
Kong Jing shook his head frantically and denied: "No! I never thought of letting you die! I always thought of you as my son! I swear, if I have a little idea of ​​killing you, let the hack me to death! I was terrified when I saw you falling ill. I did n’t even know what caused it. Really, really, you have to believe me, triumph! "
Kong Jing knelt and knelt to the ground, the kind of untrustworthy pain seemed to come from the heart.
Song Rui stared at her muddy eyes and said in a deep voice: "Did you not understand yet? It is your subconsciousness that created the Vatican Triumph, and the nature to destroy him is also your subconsciousness. Have you ever imagined countless times, if The Vatican died, how much property can you and your child receive? These ideas are instructions for assassination, accepted and gradually strengthened by your subconscious. When the will is signed and effective, your subconscious is released , And then without hesitation pulled the trigger that has been in preparation for a long time. You do n’t have to deny that when you repeatedly put the Vatican on the two lines of life and death because of the validity of that will, your inner greed and coldness have been exposed . The excuse is useless. The reason why he will lie here is caused by you. "
Kong Jing didn't know how to refute these words. After being played with Van Gogh several times in a row, she actually realized that her son's condition seemed to be related to her own thoughts. She covered her face and wept bitterly, but she didn't know how to face everything in front of her. When those ugly ideas were completely exposed, she felt shame and collapse. After all, Fan Kaixuan is a piece of meat that fell from her body. She has a deep feeling for more than 20 years with her, but she can't control her subconscious. She doesn't even know that she wanted to kill him!
Fan Kai looked at her straightly, with no expression on her face. His life is incomplete, and his feelings are not perfect, so he can't hate this woman, but his love for her has disappeared.
"Teacher Fan, is there any cure for Triumph's illness?" This is the question Ding Yu is most concerned about.
Van Gogh looked at him deeply and nodded, "Before seeing you, I originally wanted to use Ms. Kong's greed to hang the life of Van Gogh triumph, not to say that I lived for a hundred years and lived three to five years. Yes. But after seeing you, I think he can live longer. "
"What do you mean?" Ding Yu hurriedly asked.
"Meaning, the person who can really save him is you, not me." Van Gaal walked to Kong Jing, gently held her hand, and whispered: "Let this child go, he called Has given you a mother for more than twenty years; he has fed you and gave you the luxurious life of your dreams, even for you to accept a selfish father like Fan Luoshan. He has dedicated you more than twenty years of life, and You do n’t need to do anything for him, just let him go. "
"You let go of this child who can't hate you even now, okay?" Fangaluo pointed to the double pupils where Van Gogh's triumph had appeared dead.
Kong Jing involuntarily looked at his fingertips, and then sighed in horror. It was only now that she discovered that she had tortured the child to such an extent. If she knew she could kill this child if she thought about it, she would not indulge her greed!
"Okay, I let him go, I let him go! I don't want him to die, really! For more than two decades, how could I have no feelings for him, I love him, woo woo!" Kong Jing cryed out of breath, and Van Gogh believed that her confession was sincere, because a jade-sized jade-sized jade pendant with gray light actually came out of her palm and was van Gogh. Hold tightly.
"This is what made you." Van Gogh squeezed the fish-shaped jade and said to Van Gogh that suddenly opened his eyes.
"Mr. Ding, stretch out your hand." Fangallo turned to look at Ding Yu.
Ding Yuli ignorantly reached out and asked, "Teacher Fan, what do you need me to do?"
"I need you to make a wish and let Van Gogh continue to live. This thing can hear the call of the heart of mankind. If your wish breaks through the limit and it is heard by it, it will help you realize it. In this world, who wants the most Van Gogh lived on, I think this person is only you. "Speaking of this, Van Goro, who always has a serious expression, actually showed a shallow smile.
The moment he saw Ding Yu, he knew that this talent was the hope of Van Gogh's survival.
"I, let me make a wish? Is it only me?" Ding Yu, who had always been known as the smiling tiger, turned red-eared and slightly surprised.
Fan Kaixuan looked at him involuntarily. The old face couldn't show a complicated expression, but there was a light of unknown meaning in the cloudy eyes.
Ding Yu glanced at him and asked seriously: "What does it mean to wish to break through the limit? What if it can't be broken?"
"Breaking through the limits means that your wish for Van Gogh to live above all your life plans. You care about his life like you care about your life. If your desires don't reach that level, he just Can wait to die. Will you give it a try? "
Ding Yu's old face was reddish, but he nodded decisively: "Try it, except that I don't seem to have a more suitable candidate."
Fan Kaixuan tried his best to hold his wrist and shook his head slightly.
Ding Yu looked into his muddy eyes and almost immediately understood what he meant. He was worried that this prayer would make him jump out of his mother's pit and fall into Ding Yu's pit. Because his life was given by others, he would obey that person unconditionally, which is not what he wanted. He was afraid of the prospect of being manipulated, and resisted binding with Ding Yu. He was even more reluctant to accept the favor of the other party and was influenced by feelings that violated natural laws.
In fact, he had long known that Ding Yu had different thoughts about himself, but he had always pretended not to know, and even skillfully used Ding Yu's feelings for his own self-interest and development. Without Ding Yu ’s continuous funding and a strong network of relationships, he could not have developed the Triumph Group into a behemoth in just a few years.
He is indeed the son of Kong Jing, and his heart is also selfish and cold. Even at the moment of life and death, he can accurately grasp Ding Yu's thinking and thinking. He understands that as long as he shows a little bit of discomfort and unwillingness, the other party will unconditionally compromise.
Ding Yu looked at his eyes full of resistance and calculation, and suddenly laughed.
"You don't worry, I won't do anything redundant." He slowly broke open the hand of his "friend" and covered the palm of Fangalo holding Yu Pei, saying one by one: "I Ding Yu, I hope that Van Gogh will be long. Long and healthy life. "
He paused for a long time before saying dumbly again: "I want him to live without being dominated by anyone, without being influenced by anyone, just for himself, to live freely and freely once."
The jade pendant suddenly burst into a bright light, and then slowly integrated into the palm of Vanguard, disappeared. At the same time, Fan Kaixuan's old face became heavy and young and handsome; his thin body began to plump; his white hair fell off completely, and his black hair grew; loose teeth were quickly arranged tightly and neatly ...
After only a moment of effort, he returned to his peak state, and the cloudiness in his eyes swept away, radiating a bright glow. He looked at his muscular body, his face was completely unbelievable, and suddenly he felt that everything just now seemed to be an absurd dream.
Kong Jing cried out in surprise, and Fangallo waved to Dr. Song, beckoning him to follow him away.
Ding Yu didn't even think that his wish could actually be realized, but after the joy, he only left full relief. He chased from the United States to China for this man, moved from New York to Beijing, took a lot of risks, and gained a lot of benefits, but he also lost more of himself. I do n’t know when, his eyes will always follow him, his mind will always be controlled by him, and even contracted the problem of alcoholism, just to find illusory comfort in mania and intoxication.
But the other party knew everything, but he could tell him to drink less wine, give him a little hope, and use him more unscrupulously to achieve certain purposes.
Enough is enough, Ding Yu said to himself silently in his heart: This kind of payment is enough to let this person live freely, and it seems to be the best gift in this hopeless relationship. He watched the Vatican triumph immersed in ecstasy, smiled contentedly and briskly, and then pushed open the door to follow Vatican.
When Fan Kai turned back to God, only the mother and herself were left in the ward. Fan Jialuo left, Song Rui left, and even Ding Yu disappeared. Why didn't he stay? Isn't he desperately eager for me to recover and live for a long time? His desire can even cover Kong Jing's greed and completely save me. Why did he leave quietly?
Fan Kaixuan frowned, and felt a sudden, this moment of rebirth without Ding Yu's participation seemed to have lost most of his color and meaning. He didn't have time to wear shoes and pushed open the door and chased him out, but he only saw an empty corridor.
The attending doctor came out of the ward on the opposite side and saw that the appearance and condition had completely recovered to the peak of the Vatican, and the stethoscope in his hand fell to the ground with a snap.
"Miracle, miracle! Teacher Vatican really created a miracle!" The doctor yelled and ran away, not long after, the whole floor was boiling.
But Vatican triumphantly looked at the empty exit at the end of the corridor, and secretly murmured bitterly: This miracle was not created by Van Gogh, it was my lifelong friend.