National Tide 1980.

Chapter 985
At the end of February 1986, the capital suddenly fell, and a heavy snowfall ushered in.

I have to say that the snow came by a coincidence.

It seems that God has noticed what Ning Weimin wants to explore, and the ominous omen given in the dark has quickly cooled Ning Weimin's happy mood that everything was going smoothly.

On the night of February 2th, Ning Weimin asked Zhang Shihui to borrow his pickup truck.

He didn't tell anyone, and at five o'clock in the morning the next day, he drove alone to Qinghe Street, HD District.

Then he parked the car on the side of the road, sat in the car, and just stared at the iron fence gate across the road, guarding it intently.

Not for anything else, just because this is the gate of the Beijing Children's Welfare Institute.

In Ning Weimin's memory, the internal information of the orphanage showed that he was still a baby in his previous life, and was abandoned here by his biological father or mother in broad daylight on this day.

He came here with only one purpose, that is, to see this scene with his own eyes.

At the same time, he also wanted to find out who his parents were.

Is there any unavoidable reason to abandon him so cruelly.

This matter can be said to be a knot in his heart for a long time.

In this life, he has been thinking about this day since he realized that time travel really happened, and he is glad that he still has the opportunity to find the answer about his own life experience.

But it is a pity that the follow-up development of this matter is completely contrary to expectations, which is far beyond Ning Weimin's expectations.

Because even in order not to miss the target, he didn't go to the toilet, and he didn't even dare to drink water.

I stayed in the car until the sun set, but I didn't find any suspicious targets.

In the end, he even doubted himself, so he couldn't bear it anymore. After dark, he knocked on the door of the children's orphanage and asked to see the director.

But the result was still the same, and the dean gave him a very positive answer.

Said that not only did no one abandon the baby all day long, but also did not abandon the baby in the past month.

As a result, Ning Weimin really had nothing to do.

He really didn't miss anything, and he wouldn't remember the wrong time. The reason for this is such a result.

Obviously, this is the answer that God does not want to give him to see this question, and this incident has never happened in this life.

Ning Weimin had no choice but to leave the 2000 yuan he brought with him as a donation to the dean, and left frustrated and disappointed.

It was also when he walked out of the gate of this children's welfare home, as if to let him understand that life is not a playground for random play, and the reason that travelers can't have everything they want, the sky began to fall down in heavy snow that made people feel depressed.

The cold moonlight filled Ning Weimin's body, and the road in front of the door was already quiet and deserted.

Ning Weimin didn't get in the car quickly, but stood quietly across the road, looking up at the moon above his head in a trance.

He remembered that he had read Zhuangzi's book and the story of Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly.

Now he is deeply touched, as if he is like Zhuangzi in the book.

But he is not as chic as Zhuangzi.

Now he really wants to tell someone about his feelings, and really wants to shout out his own voice.

He was excited, he was confused, even fearful.

He didn't know if he was in another parallel time and space, but right now he could only explain the problem from this perspective.

If you think about the worst, maybe this time and space does not have the existence of "him" as an orphan at all.

On the bright side, it is likely that "his" parents made another choice.

"He" may grow up in an environment that is not so rich, but can be accompanied by his relatives...

Breathing the cool air and smoking a cigarette tremblingly, Ning Weimin got back into the car.

And when he left at this moment, he was very clear in his heart.

From now on, he may never find another shadow of himself in this world, and he is destined to never have any chance to understand his own life experience in this life.

This departure also meant that he was completely separated from his other self, from the "he" in his previous life.

So for the next few days, Ning Weimin was in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

Although he understands all the truths, he knows that he should be more open, and there is no need to be too entangled in his own life experience.

He also knows that the happiest thing is not the past, not looking for it, but owning it, and only what is in his hands is the most real.

But the problem is that people's emotions can't be controlled.

From the perspective of human nature, the only chance to see his parents, which he had been looking forward to for a long time, turned out to be a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water.

The resulting loss and frustration are inevitable.

Anyway, his state after this incident was depression.

It seems that there is no point in doing anything, I just hope that Keiko Matsumoto can stay by his side.

Treat him tenderly, and listen to him sympathize with the distress in his heart.

It's a pity you can't.

Keiko Matsumoto is far away in Japan shooting a movie and is busy.

And he himself has to wait for his subordinates to go abroad before returning to Tokyo.

It's not realistic at all.

But having said that, it was actually the emotional needs caused by this negative emotion that caused another woman to emerge in his heart.

That is the same gentle, considerate and understanding Qu Xiao.

Ning Weimin suddenly remembered that since he fell ill on New Year's Day, there had been no news of Qu Xiao for such a long time.

This is a bit abnormal.

Especially when he sent Qu Xiao to the station after the dinner before New Year's Day last time, the girl still stuffed a scarf in her hand.

According to common sense, if this action means that this girl is in love with her for the first time and she has a certain liking for her.

Then no matter how busy she is at work, she should contact her after returning home, or around the Chinese New Year.

It will never be heard from since then.

Not to mention being angry because she broke her promise and failed to go back to the country with her, she is not that kind of person.

Therefore, even though Ning Weimin's emotions had completely settled on Matsumoto Qingzi, even if he no longer had any intention of flirting with Qu Xiao, he still couldn't help but worry about Qu Xiao.

Under such circumstances, he tried to call Qu Xiao's family, wanting to know about the girl's recent situation.

Originally, he thought that Qu Xiao might have returned to Japan, and there was a high probability that he could only talk to her parents.

Unexpectedly, I really heard Qu Xiao's voice.

It's just a coincidence that although this girl is at home, she seems to be busy with something important.

Although she was very happy to hear Ning Weimin's voice, it was a pity that she couldn't care less about the details.

On the phone, she didn't mention her current situation, and she didn't say why she hadn't returned to Kyoto for so long after the Spring Festival.

She was just extremely sorry for not contacting Ning Weimin during Chinese New Year.

The girl proposed that two days later—that is, on Saturday, she invited Ning Weimin to have dinner at home, and she wanted to meet and talk about some things.

Ning Weimin didn't want to cause trouble for Qu Xiao's family, but he couldn't hold back her.

He also thought that Qu Xiao's parents must be at home, and if there was any important matter involving Qu Xiao's career plan, it would be really convenient to discuss, so he agreed.

Just like that, when that day came, Ning Weimin not only brought Qu Xiao a gift that she could use - a fluffy cotton hat imported from France.

He also decided to buy some pastry bread at Maxim's bakery as a gift for Qu Xiao's parents.

It was still snowing heavily that day, so Ning Weimin went out an hour early in order not to be late.

He didn't take a car, he just walked on his legs, and he slipped and fell once on the way there.

But fortunately, the heavy snow that has been falling for several days is really thick, and it doesn't hurt people at all.

Moreover, Qu Xiao's family lives in Qiansanmen District, which is not far from Chongwenmen.

Ning Weimin bought the cake and bread, and even arrived 5 minutes earlier than the appointed time.

When he was climbing upstairs, he still thought that maybe today he could find a suitable opportunity to clarify the relationship between the two of them.

As a result, things went completely out of control, and everything was completely different from what Ning Weimin had expected.

With just one knock, the door opened.

Qu Xiao flashed in front of Ning Weimin's eyes like a clear snowflake.

She was wearing white jeans, a white turtleneck sweater, and two braids, casually draped over her shoulders.

The ends of the braids were tied with plain black-headed strings.

She was holding a bottle of cooking wine in her hand, looking at Ning Weimin with a smile, looking lively and lovely.

Just don't know why she is so skinny.

Although the face is carefully painted with makeup, it still can't cover the fatigue on the face, and the black circle can be seen.

Qu Xiao said apologetically while closing the door.

"I didn't expect it to be so many days, and the snow is still falling. If I knew it, I wouldn't let you come. The road is not easy, right? Is it cold?"

"It's not bad. There are fewer cars on snowy roads. It's colder, but the snow scene is beautiful."

Ning Weimin first avoided the truth and then pretended to be false, comforting Qu Xiao's apology, and then asked curiously, "What are you doing with the cooking wine bottle? Is it possible that you have to cook today, stir-fry something?"

"Yeah, I told you a long time ago that I can cook. I'll let you try my cooking today."

Following Qu Xiao, he took Ning Weimin's down jacket and hung it up for him. "Anyway, you have no other choice. I'm the only one at home, and the food is simple, and there's nothing I can do if it doesn't taste good. Please bear with me."

"What? Are all uncles and aunts at home? Are you alone at home?"

Ning Weimin couldn't help being surprised, he couldn't help thinking wildly, trying to figure out whether Qu Xiao had hinted at it, or even did it on purpose.

"Well, they're not here. I have to deliver food to my father tonight. Let's talk about it later. There's only one dish left. I'll fry the dish first."

However, Qu Xiao's innocent smile and frank attitude made Ning Weimin feel ashamed.

As Qu Xiao re-entered the kitchen, he realized that he probably thought too much.

Next, when he was looking for a place to put the presents, Ning Weimin found that the food had indeed been served, and it was still steaming.

In other words, Qu Xiao strictly counted the time and finished dinner meticulously.

The meals are just home-cooked dishes, shredded potatoes, grilled octopus, fried shrimp, sauerkraut ribs soup.

But the color is very good, it does not look like a novice, it is quite level.

Not long after, Qu Xiao came out of the kitchen with a plate of fried pork diced in sauce, and the aroma wafted into his nostrils.

Ning Weimin, who was flipping through a newspaper and waiting, quickly stood up, "I didn't expect you to have such a skill, you look really good, are you tired?"

But in the face of Ning Weimin's compliment, Qu Xiao said shyly, "Sorry, I have to wait a little longer. I have to save mom and dad's food first, so we can have dinner. Don't you mind?"

Of course Ning Weimin didn't mind, on the contrary he appreciated Qu Xiao's filial piety.

A girl who knows little things and can remember her parents in her heart is a good girl.

So Qu Xiao brought another set of stainless steel lunch boxes, divided the meals in half, and pretended to serve two people.

Only then were the bowls and chopsticks for the two of them used by themselves.

But at this time, Qu Xiao made another surprising move.

She actually took out a bottle of sake, not only poured it for Ning Weimin, but also poured a full glass in front of her.

"Do you want to drink?" Ning Weimin was dumbfounded.

"Well... I want to drink with you." Qu Xiao's bold attitude is surprising.

"But... why?" Ning Weimin's feelings were under pressure again, and he had doubts again, so he had to try to persuade her to give up her thoughts.

"Forget it, look at you, you are so thin. I told you to eat more, don't control your weight too much, but you don't listen to me. How can you bear it with a body like yours. Don't waste it Can you do it yourself? You will regret it later..."

Unexpectedly, Qu Xiao gave a surprising reply next, and the reason was so strong that Ning Weimin couldn't persuade him any more.

"I regret it a long time ago. What I regret the most is that I have been too busy these few years and haven't been able to stay with my mother. I shouldn't have gone abroad. My parents are here, so I don't want to travel far. But it's too late now. My mother is sick, a disease that cannot be cured. It is stomach cancer. The doctor said that it may last for a few months at most. I feel uncomfortable. Can you understand? Brother Ning, I beg you, pamper me once today. Can you have a drink with me?"

"What? Stomach cancer?" Ning Weimin couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but quickly understood everything with his brain.

It turned out to be like this, Qu Xiao's mother was terminally ill, so on New Year's Day she said she wanted Tokyo to see her, and changed her mind temporarily.

That's why she returned to China on New Year's Day, and there was no news about it.

When something like this happened at home, she was too busy, and she must be extremely sad in her heart. What else did she want to think about?

It's no wonder that she hasn't returned to the team for a month after the Spring Festival. She has to stay in the capital to take care of her terminally ill mother.

"Okay, I'll drink with you."

When Ning Weimin figured out what Qu Xiao had experienced, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
I can't help feeling pity and deep sympathy for this lovely and poor girl.

The curtains in the room were not drawn, and snowflakes could be seen outside the window.

Some snowflakes are like flying catkins, flying on the glass, and slowly melting into water droplets, flowing down the glass.

The white world outside the window contrasts with the light yellow light in the room, repeating a bleak oil painting.

(End of this chapter)