Rebuild 2005

"What report...what's the name?"

Jiang Qifeng tried his best to calm himself down, but his voice was still a little erratic. Several colleagues were a little strange, and then one of them sent him the link via QQ.

Jiang Qifeng opened the webpage and saw the headline of the news "Female college student sacrificed her life to save her roommate from being stabbed three times". The content in it was relatively serious, telling the whole story and the heroine's interview.

The injury that Jiang Qifeng was most concerned about was also introduced in it, but it only said that he was stabbed three times and was sent to the hospital by his roommate. The injury is currently stable and needs time to recover.

After Jiang Qifeng finished it quickly, he felt his heart tremble. He quickly took out his mobile phone, and while walking out of the office, he dialed his daughter's number.

"Beep—beep—the user you dialed is busy, please try again later."

got hung up!

Jiang Qifeng froze for a moment, his heart continued to sink, and after thinking for a while, he dialed Yang Changyu's number.

Yang Changyu had a rest today and was dating Wei Qingchan, when he suddenly received a call from Jiang Qifeng, his heart skipped a beat, he had a bad premonition, he gave Wei Qingchan a signal, and then carefully connected the phone.

"Hello, Uncle?"

"Changyu, do you know about Qinghuai?" Jiang Qifeng asked straight to the point.

"Uh……"

Yang Changyu didn't know what to say for a moment.

Jiang Qifeng understood immediately, and said angrily, "You didn't tell me if you knew?"

"Qing Huai won't let me say..."

Yang Changyu said a little aggrieved, "And she's fine, I just saw her last night, and she's recovering pretty well..."

"I was stabbed three times and you told me it's okay?"

"Don't be angry, uncle, calm down."

"Calm down! Which hospital is she in?"

"The Third Hospital of Peking University, uncle, if you..."

Jiang Qifeng hung up the phone and went back to the office.

He made a loud voice just now, and many colleagues heard him. Seeing him come back anxiously, a colleague with a good relationship asked, "Lao Jiang, what's wrong?"

"Do you know the little girl in the report?"

"My daughter!"

Jiang Qifeng hurriedly replied, and then went to the editor-in-chief to ask for leave.

When the editor-in-chief heard that he was going to ask for leave, his expression was a little surprised. Before he finished speaking, he hurriedly said: "Then hurry up! You must go! Okay! You hurry over now... Do you want me to drive you to the station?" ?”

"No, no, I'll just take a taxi."

Jiang Qifeng was secretly moved, feeling that there are still more good people in the world, and that the editor-in-chief did not get along well with him at work, because he often found some news that reflected social problems for the newspaper to reprint and publish, which put a little pressure on the editor-in-chief.

Jiang Qifeng was originally worried that asking for leave would be hindered, and he was ready to see his daughter immediately after resigning, but he didn't expect the editor-in-chief to be so reasonable.

He left in a hurry with this feeling, and other colleagues also briefly expressed their blessings and watched him leave.

"gone?"

The editor-in-chief came out of his office, confirmed that Jiang Qifeng had left, with a relaxed smile on his face, and said silently in his heart: "It's good to ask for leave, it's good to ask for leave, it's better to ask for a few more days..."

Jiang Qifeng naturally didn't know the editor's mental activities, so he was able to pack some luggage from home, took money, took a taxi to the train station, and bought a ticket for the fastest train to the capital.

The train traveled for more than 10 hours and arrived at the station at [-]:[-] in the evening. The one-day station ticket made him very tired physically, but the mental torment was even worse.

"Uncle!"

Walking out of the train station, Yang Changyu was already waiting, and came over to help carry the bag.

Jiang Qifeng didn't give it to him, and said: "It's all right, it's not sinking, I'll hold it myself... Where is Qinghuai?"

"What about the hospital?"

"Let's go!"

"Would you like something to eat?"

"Can I eat it?"

"Then take a taxi... I've reserved a room for you next to the hospital..."

"How is Qinghuai? Does she know I'm coming? Does it hurt...does it hurt?"

"Very good, it's been a few days..."

The two of them talked, took a taxi to the hospital, and hurried upstairs. When they reached the corridor, they saw two girls coming out together.

"This is……"

The two who came out were Zhou Li and Peng Juan. They both recognized Yang Changyu and knew about Jiang Qifeng's coming, so after meeting, they understood the identity of the visitor.

"This is Qing Huai's roommates. They have been taking care of Qing Huai these days."

Yang Changyu helped introduce, Jiang Qifeng hurriedly thanked him repeatedly, Zhou Li said: "I should do it, if it wasn't for me, Qinghuai wouldn't..."

As she said that her eyes were red again, Jiang Qifeng understood that the person in front of him should be the roommate mentioned in the report, he had no complaints against Zhou Li, she was also a victim, so he hurriedly said a few polite words, and then hurried to the ward.

Walking into the ward, he saw Jiang Qinghuai lying on the hospital bed head-on, his face still a little pale, obviously hearing voices in the corridor, and looking over here.

Jiang Qifeng looked at his daughter who was lying on the hospital bed, and Jiang Qinghuai was also lying on the hospital bed and looked at him. The father and daughter looked at each other for two seconds. Jiang Qifeng walked over with his bag in his hand, put it down, and sat next to him on the nursing chair. down.

During this process, he lowered his head and said in a low tone: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

Jiang Qinghuai pursed his lips, looking as if he wanted to smile, that smile seemed a bit mischievous, and he spoke in a relaxed tone, and said, "I don't want to answer."

Jiang Qifeng didn't care about it, he turned his head to look at the elder sister in the next bed, and then at the environment of the hospital bed, but he didn't look at the daughter in the hospital bed.

Yang Changyu also came over and said, "Have all your roommates gone back?"

"Well, change shift, wait for Liang Yuxiu to come."

"Oh."

Yang Changyu nodded, looked at her, then at Jiang Qifeng, and said, "Then... uncle, let me go down and buy you something to eat, Qinghuai, have you eaten yet?"

"I have already eaten."

"Okay, then I'll just buy some."

Yang Changyu went down, Jiang Qifeng watched him leave, and then turned to look at his daughter.

Jiang Qinghuai was also looking at her father, she looked thinner, her face was slightly pale, but she seemed to be in a good mood, there was a faint smile on the corners of her mouth, brows and eyes, she looked pure and peaceful.

Jiang Qifeng looked at her and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

"If you don't say it, don't say it~"

Jiang Qinghuai changed his soft local accent, said with a smile and reproach, then smiled again, and asked: "How do you know?"

Jiang Qifeng said: "I saw the news."

"I knew it."

Jiang Qinghuai's smile became brighter and brighter, with some complacency and playfulness. Seeing that his father was a little puzzled, he explained with a smile: "I didn't ask the teacher to tell you, nor did I ask my brother to tell you... just thinking about When will you know, will it be because of work..."

"clear……"

Jiang Qifeng wanted to say these things, but Jiang Qinghuai continued, "Dad, do you know?"

"Ok?"

"I hated you since I was a kid."

She looked at Jiang Qifeng with a calm expression, and her voice was soft and sweet, as if she was saying the warm words that a daughter would say to her father, such as "I adored you since childhood".

Jiang Qifeng opened his mouth, but was unable to speak, but his haggard expression became even more gloomy.

"You feel that you have become an official, you don't want to let you down, you want to preside over justice in the world, and you have to stand up when you see injustice... You have helped so many people, some people still miss you even now, and some people will soon In turn, I hate you, blame you, slander you..."

The couple next to them turned their heads to look over, but Jiang Qinghuai didn't realize it, and continued: "You don't care about your future, you have offended so many people, you have worked for so many years, you still stand still, and you were fired in the end... My mother left with someone else, and I was bullied at school... No one cares... You don't have time to do it, you're busy advocating justice for others, and you don't have time to take care of your daughter..."

Her tone lowered, as if she wanted to cry, but she paused, controlled her emotions, and showed a distressed smile, with some comforting meaning.

Jiang Qifeng was silent.

"So, I hate you...is that normal?"

She sniffed, then smiled again, "I told myself, when I grow up, I can never be a person like you, I just want to live a happy life and live a good life, I don't care about others... …The life and death of other people has nothing to do with me? I will be the most selfish person..."

She seemed to want to say more, but in the end she didn't, and was silent for a while.

Jiang Qifeng raised his head, looked at his daughter, was silent for a while, and wanted to speak.

Jiang Qinghuai interrupted him again, saying: "I know what you are going to say, you don't need to say it, I will be even angrier if you say it... I heard it many times when I was young."

Jiang Qifeng's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

Jiang Qinghuai was still looking at him, and it seemed that the tall and stalwart figure of her childhood appeared in front of her eyes, that was the father she admired, who upheld justice for others, and who was appreciated by others... She was proud of this, and taught by her father Next, understand a lot of truths early.

After the family broke up and grew up slowly, she began to hate and hate those things, and she wanted to become a completely different person from him...

However, I don't know when it started, those things have been integrated into her flesh and blood along with her growth.

Are not you afraid?

That man has a knife!
You were stabbed three times...

It hurts!
It sounded like someone was talking in her ear, like asking, or like she was talking to herself...

Tears welled up in her eyes, and then they still gushed out. She didn't reach out to wipe them off, but looked at the man sitting in front of her in the hazy tears. The tall figure in her childhood seemed to be very fragile and humble now, even loudly It's like not daring to breathe.

She turned her head, looked at the night sky with lights outside the window, sniffed, and said softly: "But, I don't hate you now."

She paused, then added: "I became like you...I know how it feels...I don't blame you, I don't hate you.

"You caused me to lose my mother, and I was bullied and ridiculed by others since I was a child; I didn't tell you about it, and I didn't answer your calls... We're even."

She turned her head, sniffed her nose again, blinked her eyes hard, looked at him with a smile, that smile was still pure and beautiful, but also exuded a relaxed and warm breath, and said solemnly and seriously: "Dad, I don't hate you gone."