MTL - Paper Plane-Chapter 95

At noon the next day, Tang Junhe had just had lunch and was standing at the desk with his head bowed to sort out the materials. Xiao Song walked to the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said in a playful tone: "Doctor Tang, do you see who is here? "

Tang Junhe turned his head and saw Yang Xuan standing beside her. He put down the documents in his hand, walked towards the door, looked at Yang Xuan and asked, "Then shall we go now?"

Yang Xuan also looked at him: "Yes."

As soon as the two turned around, several nurses at the nurse's station stretched their necks to look over, their eyes shining brightly. As soon as Xiao Song went back, he was pulled by the arm and asked questions:

"What does Dr. Tang's brother do?"

"Didn't it mean that the relationship is not very good? It doesn't look like it."

Another asked to the point: "Have you got a girlfriend yet?"

Xiao Song reached out to open the hands holding his arms, and said with a smile, "You ask me, I still want to know!"

Tang Junhe walked in front and pushed open the door of Tang Xiaonian's ward. When Aunt Zhou heard the sound of pushing the door, she turned around and stood up: "Dr. Tang is here." Then she saw Yang Xuan standing behind him, who was half a head taller than him, "Dr. Tang's brother is also here."

Tang Junhe walked to Tang Xiaonian's bedside: "Aunt Zhou, how is my mother today?"

"You didn't wake up when you came here in the morning, and you haven't woken up even once now."

Tang Xiaonian's pale face was bloodless, his eyes were tightly closed, and his body was covered with tubes. Tang Junhe bent down and called softly, "Mom."

Tang Xiaonian didn't respond, he took her thin hand and yelled again. After a few beeps, Tang Xiaonian raised his eyelids slightly, half covered his dull eyes, and looked at Tang Junhe.

Tang Junhe turned sideways so that she could see Yang Xuan standing aside.

Tang Xiaonian's fingers moved in the palm of Tang Junhe's palm, his eyes seemed to light up, but it was only a little bit, and soon dimmed again, and then he closed his eyes.

Tang Junhe knew that Tang Xiaonian was insane, and he was powerless even for such simple things as opening his eyes and talking.

Aunt Zhou shook her head and sighed, "I'm in a bad mood today."

Tang Junhe straightened up, stood still for a moment with downcast eyes, turned his face to Yang Xuan and said, "Let's go out and talk."

Yang Xuan looked away from Tang Xiaonian, nodded, and followed him out.

Tang Junhe stood by the window outside the ward, facing Yang Xuan, and said with some shame: "I'm sorry, she would wake up for a while every day at noon a few days ago, but today she is not in good health, so I might let you run for nothing It's been a trip."

After saying this, Tang Junhe raised his eyelids and looked at Yang Xuan without waiting for Yang Xuan's response after a few seconds.

Yang Xuan's complexion was very heavy, and seeing him looking at him, he opened his mouth and said, "Do you have to use such a polite tone when you talk to me?"

Tang Junhe's eyes flickered slightly, and his emotions fluctuated violently for a moment, then he tried to calm down and said, "Otherwise?"

Yang Xuan lowered his head slightly to look at him, his gaze was almost fixed: "Let me ask you a few questions."

Tang Junhe turned his face to look out of the window. In front of Yang Xuan, his palpitations recurred again. His heartbeat was fast, and his fingertips hidden in the pocket of his white coat trembled a little.

Yang Xuan asked, "Why did you call me here?"

It took a few seconds for Tang Junhe to reply: "I didn't call you here, it was my mother..."

"Okay," he was interrupted by Yang Xuan before he finished speaking, "Then let me ask you again, why did your mother call me over?"

Tang Junhe said with difficulty: "I don't know."

"Don't know or don't want to say?"

"Maybe because it used to be..." Tang Junhe said softly. The distance was too close, he could feel Yang Xuan's breath wrapping himself, seeping into his body pervasively, he always liked the smell of Yang Xuan's body, but now he felt a little short of breath.

"Because of what?" Yang Xuan lowered his head a little, turned his face to look at him, and his posture seemed to be kissing him, "What happened in the past, you plan to just escape like this?" He was almost aggressive He leaned close to Tang Junhe's ear and whispered, "Doctor Tang, are you really well?"

Tang Junhe saw Yang Xuan's Adam's apple rolling up and down when he spoke, and he thought of Shisan who shrank to the corner of the wall in front of Yang Xuan that night, maybe he is no different from Shisan now, just holding on to an indifferent skin.

Just as he was about to speak, the door of the ward was pulled open from the inside. Aunt Zhou poked her head out and was obviously taken aback when she saw their close posture, but she quickly recovered and said, "Doctor Tang, your brother You haven't left yet, that's great, your mother just woke up, come in quickly!"

Seeing someone coming out, Yang Xuan straightened his upper body, and distanced himself from Tang Junhe just too close.

"Oh, good." Tang Junhe responded, "Then go and rest first."

After Aunt Zhou left, Tang Junhe sorted out his emotions, turned his face to Yang Xuan before pushing the door and said, "I remember you promised me last night."

Yang Xuan lowered his voice and said, "When will my words count as words?"

Tang Junhe stretched out his hand to push the door open, and walked in first, while Yang Xuan followed behind, and closed the door with his backhand after entering.

Tang Xiaonian was supported by Aunt Zhou to sit up, leaning her upper body on the head of the bed, Tang Junhe picked up a pillow and put it behind her waist: "Are you hungry?"

Tang Xiaonian didn't answer, leaning his head on the upright pillow, his eyes glanced at the fruit on the side cabinet: "Xiaoxuan also brought fruit over here, I'm surprised that you are willing to come here."

Yang Xuan said calmly: "It is right to visit the elders."

Tang Xiaonian lifted the hand full of needles: "Sit down, you're so tall, auntie is too tired to look up at you."

Tang Junhe brought the chair over, Yang Xuan reached out to take it, and sat down beside Tang Xiaonian's bed. Tang Junhe was leaning on the accompanying bed beside him.

"When did you come back?" Tang Xiaonian looked at Yang Xuan and asked.

"A month ago."

"Come back this time, do you still want to go?"

"Not leaving."

Tang Xiaonian nodded, and asked again: "What kind of work has Xiaoxuan been doing all these years?"

"I used to be in the army, but now I want to transfer to the public security system."

"Are your grandma and grandpa in good health?"

"It's all good."

She asked detailed questions, and Yang Xuan answered them one by one. His tone was polite and alienated, as if he was facing a stranger who had never had any grudges. After ten years of separation, the entanglement of the previous generation seems to have disappeared.

"When I looked at you, I thought of your mother," Tang Xiaonian fell into the memory again, "When I was just pregnant, I found out that Yang Chengchuan was married, so I was so angry... I took the test result and went to At his house, I thought at that time, I’m not doing well, and I can’t let them live well…” Tang Xiaonian stopped in the middle of speaking, and took a few breaths before continuing, “I came to your house that afternoon. Just as I was about to knock on the door, the door opened suddenly, and a woman came out with a baby in her arms."

"At that time she saw me standing at the door and asked me who I was looking for. I still remember the tone, speaking Mandarin, so gentle, and it was different from anyone I had contacted before. The baby in her arms also looked at her. Staring at me, with dark eyes, it melts my heart."

"At that time, I prepared a stomach full of nasty swear words, and I couldn't even utter a word. In the end, I lied and said that I was here to do cleaning. Your mother was so enthusiastic. She asked me if I was in the wrong place, and then asked me where I was looking. Which family, I made it up randomly, and she believed it. I will tease you, but you don’t cry, just hide in your mother’s arms and laugh. Well, I can have a companion."

"That day, I planned to scold your mother and go to the hospital to beat the child, but the scolding didn't work out. After I went back, I lay on the hospital, thinking of your mother holding you, and I sat up again. What did you say? I stopped beating, and the doctor scolded me behind my back, so I ran away wiping my tears, and later... gave birth to Jun He."

"I named Jun He because of you, and I thought, I can't compare to your mother, but my son has to fight, and he can't be worse than you... In my life, I haven't accomplished anything, I've lived in a mess, love It's also a mess, alas, what are you talking about to you children..." Tang Xiaonian sighed and stared blankly at the air.

"He has never been worse than me." Yang Xuan said.

Tang Xiaonian came back to his senses, smiled weakly and said, "Yes, I've lived my whole life, and this son is the only one who can do it."

Tang Junhe got up at this time, looked at Tang Xiaonian who was obviously exhausted, and wanted to help her lie down: "You have to rest first, we will talk about it next time."

"I'll take a rest later, and you can sit here with a chair." Tang Xiaonian looked at him and said.

Her tone was firm, and Tang Junhe followed her these days, so he took a chair from the other side of the hospital bed and sat next to Yang Xuan.

Tang Xiaonian looked at Yang Xuan and asked, "Xiao Xuan, have you got a girlfriend?"

Yang Xuan said, "No."

Tang Xiaonian nodded, and said in a rambling manner: "Jun He doesn't have one either. I always urged him to look for it a few years ago, but he just didn't look for it, neither did he look for a girlfriend, nor did he look for a boyfriend. Living in that rented house, how lonely, no one knows when I am sick. My illness, if Jun He hadn’t discovered it early, I wouldn’t be here now.”

After Tang Xiaonian finished speaking, he was stunned for a while. Maybe it was because he was afraid that Jun He would have no one to rely on after he left, or maybe it was because he was kind when he was about to die, Tang Xiaonian stretched out his skinny hand full of needles, and fumbled to hold Yang Xuan. He didn't hide, just let her hold it.

"Xiaoxuan, you are a good boy. Auntie was sorry for you in the past. She shouldn't have vented her grievances on your mother, and she shouldn't be angry with you as a child. If you want to, treat it as if you were bitten by a dog. Don't Take it to heart, huh? Okay?"

Yang Xuan frowned slightly, lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Don't say that, I'm also at fault."

"Jun He is a child with a withdrawn personality, and he is also very defensive. Speaking of which, Yang Chengchuan was right at the time. He is a good child, but he was raised by me. He has relied on you since he was a child. , When I came back from your house when I was a child, I told me how kind my brother was to him, not only gave him a lot of things, but also played with him, and did not allow others to bully him."

Tang Junhe anticipated what Tang Xiaonian was going to say next, and his eyes turned red.

"Xiaoxuan, let's not talk about the past. Auntie doesn't have a few days left to live. You can forgive Auntie. From now on, Jun He will be entrusted to you. No matter what you say, you are also brothers. The two of you will take care of each other in the future." ,OK?"

Hearing what Tang Xiaonian said, Tang Junhe's tears couldn't be stopped in an instant, dripped all over his face, and dripped down his chin onto the back of his hand.

Yang Xuan stretched out his hand, held his hand, and wiped away the few tears on the back of his hand with his thumb. To Tang Xiaonian, he didn't say forgiveness, nor did he say no, he just said: "He is my younger brother. Will take care of him."

"You don't want to live in the house in Runcheng in the future. In a few days, you go back and sell it. You can buy a house in Yancheng and a car for Jun He..."

Tang Xiaonian has been stubborn all his life, and has never softened his words to anyone, but at the end he made an exception for Tang Junhe. What she said again, Tang Junhe couldn't listen at all, and couldn't stop crying. He realized that Tang Xiaonian was really going to leave, and his mother really didn't want him this time. He used to do everything possible to escape from her care and control, but now he tried every means not to let her go.

Ten years ago, Tang Xiaonian was stern, and he opposed her in order to be with Yang Xuan. Ten years later, Tang Xiaonian was dying, but he handed him over to Yang Xuan with his own hands.

He took his hand away from Yang Xuan's palm, walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, covered his eyes and cried silently, and washed his face a few times with water in his hands. When he came out a few minutes later, he put on the mask very high, covering most of his face, but his eyes were still very red from crying.

Walking out of the ward, the two took the elevator downstairs together, and Tang Junhe followed Tang Xiaonian's instructions to send Yang Xuan downstairs.

When they reached the entrance of the inpatient building, both of them stopped consciously. Yang Xuan turned around and looked at him: "I live nearby these two days, call me if you need anything."

"She's a patient, you just need to make her happy, you don't have to take her words seriously." Tang Junhe's voice came out through a mask, with a nasal tone, sounding a bit stuffy, "I've grown up too, You don't have to listen to her words."

Looking at the corners of his eyes red from crying, Yang Xuan regretted forcing him just now. He sighed, reached out and took Tang Junhe into his arms, patted the back of his head, and said in a low voice: "I'll talk about some things later, don't be willful now."