Chapter 111： Soulless Body Shell 4

Zhou Zekai didn't know yet that his ex-wife and daughter had already planned to start a fierce torture with his current wife. He is now anxious to wake himself up, even if it is only half a day, enough for Zhou Zekai to complete All plans are up.

He worked hard to recover his consciousness in the hospital here, and Chen Xinmin was already approached by two children of Zhou Zekai. Chen Xinmin specifically explained that Zhou Zekai ’s ex-wife and children were not allowed to see Zhou Zekai. So the two children went directly to Chen Xinmin's door without going to the hospital first.

She has always been kind in front of these two children, even if she had hated her husband for not being able to marry her for a long time because of the drag of these two children, but in the end she still won, and her husband chose her instead of this. Two children.

Ask the two to come in. Chen Xinmin sat elegantly at the table and looked at the two who hadn't seen each other for years. They found that both of them had some red eyes.

"What do you guys come to me for?"

In the war that year, she had become the final victor. The two in front of her were just losers.

Zhou Nianqing stared at Chen Xinmin fiercely. He wanted to say something, but was caught by Zhou Nianjin, who sat in front of Chen Xinmin.

"Ms. Chen, my sister and I are visiting today to want to know something about my father. Although you have never allowed us to visit our father for so many years, I still know something about my father's health. I received it last night. At the news, I heard that you are going to comfort your father. I would like to ask, is this true? "

After all, Zhou Nianjin was very old, and at this time he was able to remain calm, but Zhou Nianqing was flushed with eyes, and it seemed that tears could fall from the eye sockets in the next second.

Chen Xinmin's eyes flashed with surprise, but he calmly responded to Zhou Nianjin's questioning.

"Yes, I think so."

This sentence directly left the brothers and sisters with cold hands and feet. His father is still alive. Why should he be euthanized because he is sick now?

"Presumably you two also know the character of your father. He has always been a strong person. Since he started to show this symptom seven years ago, he can't sleep every night and every night, very afraid that he will become what he is now. Now that he has lost his memory, lost his intelligence, lost his ability to act, so living for him is more painful than death, can't you understand? "

Chen Xinmin tried to inform the two in front of her thoughts, but it was obvious that the siblings would never allow themselves to accept such thoughts.

"I don't understand! All I know is that as long as he is alive, there is a need to live. If he dies, there is nothing! That is my dad! I do not allow him to be comforted!"

Finally did not hold back, Zhou Nianqing growled madly towards Chen Xinmin, she looked very embarrassed at this time, tears fell out of her eyes, she could not accept such an answer.

"Ms. Chen, I respect your meaning, and I understand how well you know your father, but your father is not yours alone. Our children have the right to organize you. Maybe he doesn't know you anymore, and it makes you feel a bit uncomfortable. Accept, but even if he forgets everything and becomes a child, he is also my father. He still needs to live. You should n’t be so selfish, just want to ruin it all because of your feelings. Maybe you think that you have lost a good relationship with your father, but what about us? If you have really comforted your father, then we have lost our father! Ms. Chen, forgive me. You don't want to raise your father any more, please return it to us, and we will serve him better. "

Zhou Nianjin worked hard to calm himself down. Although he was a little confused, he still said something like this. He had the same meaning as his younger sister. He absolutely did not allow his father to die in such a place and in such a way.

Well ... it's terrible.

Chen Xinmin's face did not look very good. She stubbornly looked at the two people in front of her. Even if the two were in front of her husband's children, she still couldn't change her decision.

"You don't understand anything at all! You don't understand the relationship between me and your father at all. You said that if you lost your father, then I also lost my lover ~ how sad did I feel when I made this decision? Does n’t it hurt hundreds of times more than you? Because we love each other, it ’s because we love each other that I do n’t want him to be so painful, there is only one body, and there is no soul to live, so what dignity is there? If he has a chance to be awake He will certainly support me, right? "

For so many years, from the initial expectations to the present without any expectations, Chen Xinmin knew what kind of changes had taken place in her feelings, but at this time, she couldn't take a step back.

The next time, there was another quarrel. The three tried hard to persuade each other, but it was useless at all.

At this time, Zhou Zekai in the hospital was sitting at the window again. A Fang was taking out Tagore's poems and planned to read poetry to Zhou Zekai again. She thought Mr. Zhou was a very romantic person.

"Mr. Zhou, today I'm going to read it for you. It is Tagore's most famous poem called" Bird and Fish ". I like this poem very much, and presumably you also like it."

Afang said, looking at Zhou Zekai, who was facing the sun, although his hair was already pale, but he was very well-groomed. When he was sitting still and quiet, he was even handsome, and he was an old man who was favored by years.

"The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but I am standing in front of you, but you do not know that I love you, the farthest distance in the world is not that I am standing in front of you, but you are not Knowing that I love you, but love to obsession ... "

Gentle reading aloud assembled the random moments in Zhou Zekai's mind about memory. When and where did he once read the poem affectionately? Is it Chen Xinmin? No ... No, yes, it was the woman he always wanted to say sorry ...

"Jia ... Jia ..."

She tried to call out her name, but she was still powerless. What appeared in Zhou Zekai's mind was the young woman's appearance. She was gentle and delicate, she was considerate, she was a good wife and a good mother, but , But he was sorry for her ...

"The most distant distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the familiarity that grows with the same root, but cannot depend on each other in the wind. The most distant distance in the world is not that the branches cannot depend on each other, but the stars that look at each other, but No intersection track ... "

Tears flowed out of Zhou Zekai's murky eyes in this way, his memory began to recover, and with this poem, with everything that he once wanted to pursue, it was gradually recovering.

He thought of a lot of things, the ex-wife he loved at the time, the joy of the ex-wife giving birth to himself, and the guilt and embarrassment after derailment, which made him feel pain, but wanted to cherish it.

"13, 5, 66 ... 4 ..."

A Fang, who was reading the verse, suddenly heard these numbers in Zhou Zekai's mouth, and quickly took the pen to record it. Although it was a bit messy, but under the continuous repetition of Zhou Ze Kai, A Fang already understood that whose phone number is probably this It must be a very important person, so it will be remembered so deeply.

"Jia ... Jia ..."

After hearing the word Jia again, Afang immediately thought of who the owner of the phone number was and could be named like Zhou Zekai. Except for his ex-wife Wang Jiayi, there seemed to be no other candidate.

Looking at this messy phone number, Afang reached out and carefully wiped the tears on Zhou Zekai's face with a handkerchief.

"Did you miss Ms. Wang? Do you want to talk to her?"

For a long time, Mr. Zhou did not have such a huge response. A Fang looked at the Tagore poems set aside. He thought that this "Flying Birds and Fish" is probably a very unforgettable memory of Mr. Zhou and Ms. Wang. Right? So after hearing this, Mr. Zhou was still able to speak the phone number of his ex-wife ...

"Jia ... Jia ..."

If you continue to say these two words without asking, this is the limit that Zhou Zekai can control. Although the woman's appearance has appeared in his mind, he can't say it. He can only keep talking. With her name.

Afang saw Zhou Zekai like this, and then thought about Ms. Chen's request to euthanize him, so she suddenly made a decision, took out her mobile phone, and slowly and seriously pressed the phone number that Zhou Zekai just said, but for a while , Someone was soon connected over there, it was a woman's voice, gentle and soft.

"Hello, who can I find?"

A Fang can even imagine the elegant and indifferent look of this woman on the other end of the phone, because in various newspapers, Ms. Wang she saw is so elegant and perfect.

Afang didn't speak, but put her phone next to Zhou Zekai's face, and Zhou Zekai issued some words that were aggrieved in that way.

"Good ... good, good ..."

It was just three words, which instantly passed into Wang Jiayi's ears, making Wang Jiayi holding the phone stiff as a whole, even if she had not seen each other for nearly two decades, but she could still hear the person The voice, which was engraved on her heart, could not be erased for a lifetime ...

"Akai ..."

I couldn't help but gave a response, but it was like turning on the memory of Zhou Zekai. At this moment, all the memories were regrouped casually. Zhou Zekai's eyes suddenly became clear, and he called out the name of the person on the phone.

"Jiayi, I'm sorry."

These six words instantly made Wang Jiayi's eyes on the other side of the phone flushed, and tears fell at any time. She tried to cover her mouth hard. She didn't know what she should say to the ex-husband, and this sentence was like a hand. The knife was inserted into her heart once again, and her heart that he managed to heal was dripping with blood again.

What she wanted was never his apology.