The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 101 So Close, Yet So Far
USA, Massachusetts, Boston.

The patient in Ward No. [-] is the most handsome and obedient patient in the whole hospital.

From morning to night, it can attract a large number of female patients and nurses to watch.

The doctor said that his condition deteriorated rapidly and was very serious, the probability of survival was only 20.00%, and he had to undergo chemotherapy almost every two days.

He is very quiet, with pale and thin lips. There is no superfluous expression on his stern handsome face, and he looks like he refuses to be thousands of miles away. Will pull it up slightly, revealing a faint smile.

He can wear the hospital gown with the texture of a tuxedo, and the whole ward likes him very much, even though he hasn't spoken a word to them since he was hospitalized, his outstanding appearance is the best.

When the nurse came to give him an injection, he accidentally found a photo of a girl in his wallet.

The nurse is a local American. She smiled and said in American English: "Mr. Xiao, you are smiling when you see the picture. Is this your wife? She is so beautiful."

The girl in the photo is very young and very energetic. The background of the photo is a large area of ​​sunshine, and her unscrupulous and innocent smile seems to be able to infect him through the photo.

That young and lively oriental face was full of sweet smiles, and even the nurse couldn't help being moved when she saw it.

Xiao Yan slightly hooked his lips, and lightly stroked the photo with his pale and slender fingers, and generously admitted: "Yes, this is my wife."

"You are sick, why didn't she come to see you? Doesn't she know?"

When it comes to Qiao Mo, it's not that Xiao Yan has no feeling at all. Her heart is still in pain after being numb. She may have gone to the United States now, studying in a city close to him, and continuing to learn design, but no matter what they rely on No matter how close we are, we will never meet again.

"Yes, she doesn't know. I don't plan to tell her. When I recover, I will go to her."

The nurse was a little puzzled, and frowned and asked, "Well... are you afraid that your wife will worry about you?"

Xiao Yan lowered his black eyes, his eyes were like lakes hidden by seaweed, calm and peaceful, he said lightly: "I have done too many things to hurt her before, I don't want her to worry about me anymore."

"Mr. Xiao, you really love your wife. Your illness will definitely be cured, and you will be together again."

Xiao Yan looked at the sunset outside the window. The sunset in the United States was no different from that in China, but there was no longer her silent company by his side.

Every day, Xiao Yan handles some meetings and things via video, but gradually, as his condition worsens, sometimes he can't even hold a video conference again, curled up on the hospital bed, watching the sunrise and sunset alone, and enduring the pain alone.

On countless difficult nights, he wanted to call Qiao Mo, but every time, he held back.

Su Jingyu flew to the United States to visit him several times during the period, and when he asked about his illness, he always avoided the serious ones.

During this period of time, the hospital has been holding expert seminars on his condition. In fact, it is known without notice that the operation is life or death.Even if he managed to survive by chance, the sequelae would be huge.

Xiao Ruqing called countless times, but he didn't answer, so it's okay to think that he was willful, left his post without authorization, or slipped out for a trip.

In the past, he was such a bad businessman, he didn't care about anything in order to squeeze the surplus value of his employees.Now, he is always thinking about others, which is probably what Qiao Mo taught him.

She always...regardless of her own feelings, to meet the needs of others.

Xiao Yan wiped his face, and swallowed the soreness in his throat back into his stomach.

Every cell in the body, no matter it is necrotic or alive, is unstoppably missing a woman named Jomo.

The phone rings.

Zhao Qian's overseas phone call.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Zhao Qian on the other end paused for a while before opening his mouth cautiously: "Boss, Madam has been asking about your whereabouts recently."

"Tell her that I won't go back for the time being and travel outside."

Zhao Qian nodded, pursed his lips, and said, "And... my wife, today's plane is flying to New York."

To Xiao Yan's surprise, Qiao Mo took so long to fly to the United States.

"I see. Is there anything else?"

"It's nothing. Boss, wife... had a car accident and lost her child."

Xiao Yan's pupils shrank fiercely, "How is she?"

"Basically recovered, tomorrow... I will take BOSS to the airport to see you off."

Xiao Yan frowned, "Let her... take good care of herself and forget about me."

"……it is good."

After Xiao Yan hung up the phone, he covered his face with his hands, sat on the hospital bed, and sighed deeply.

New York is just over 200 miles and 300 kilometers away from Boston, where he lives. It takes four hours by car and one hour by plane.

If you go to see her, in what capacity?Ex-husband?as a lover?Or...a stranger, in the corner, who greedily glanced at her and left?
So close, yet so far away.

Haicheng, the airport.

When he was about to enter the security check, Qiao Mo's steps suddenly stopped.

Feng Che turned around and patted her gently, "Xiaoxiao, what's wrong?"

Qiao Mo pursed his lips, frowned slightly and said, "Luo Luo said he was coming to see him off, but he hasn't arrived yet."

Feng Che glanced at the time on his watch, "It's still early, it doesn't matter if we wait for her."

Qiao Mo nodded, and after a short wait, Luo Luo rushed over and hugged Qiao Mo.

"Why are you leaving all of a sudden? Didn't we agree to graduate and find a job together?"

Luo Luo was crying and complaining at the same time.

"You are ungrateful! Smelly! When you leave now, when will you come back?"

Qiao Mo bit his lip, and his eyes were slightly red, "I don't know, maybe a few years, or maybe, I won't come back in my life. I'm not here, so don't be so impulsive, huh?"

Luo Luo shook his head desperately, "If you dare not come back, I will show you impulsively!"

Qiao Mo hugged her tightly, slowly closed his eyes, and two lines of tears fell down, "Luo Luo, goodbye."

"Who wants to...see you again? If you dare not come back, we will say goodbye!"

Qiao Mo wiped away his tears, and when he opened his eyes, he found that Zhao Qian had also rushed to the airport.

Her gaze subconsciously looked behind Zhao Qian, but unfortunately... there was no such person.

Feng Che stood on the side, watching his sister all the time, he is a shrewd person, he knows who Qiao Mo is really waiting for.

——The man who disappeared from the world for a full month.

Zhao Qian stood respectfully in front of Qiao Mo, still addressing her as "Madam".

"Madam, safe travels."

Qiao Mo's eyes were red, and he bent his lips, "I'm not Mrs. Xiao anymore, Assistant Zhao, you don't have to do this."

Zhao Qian swallowed, and said slowly: "In my heart, you will always be Mrs. Xiao. BOSS didn't come back from a business trip, and he told me to come to see you off. He asked me to tell my wife to take good care of myself. "

Jomo took a deep breath, held back his tears, bit his lips, and said, "The one who can't take care of himself is him. He has a bad stomach, so you tell him to drink less black coffee in the morning, and don't take care of yourself as soon as you get busy. Forget about three meals a day."

Zhao Qian carefully wrote down, "I will definitely bring my wife's words to me verbatim. Ma'am, do you have anything else you want to say to the boss?"

The mobile phone in Zhao Qian's pocket has been processing the recording state.

He thought, at this moment, the boss must really want to hear his wife's voice.

Qiao Mo covered his mouth, and tears finally fell down, "If you meet someone you like again, tell her clearly, don't let her wait in vain, and don't let that person wait until he finally feels tired and hurt, he will understand .”

Feng Che's complexion was not very good, he slightly avoided his face.

I never knew that a 22-year-old girl would fall in love with a man so deeply.

"Okay, ma'am, if you want to go back to Haicheng someday, you must contact Zhao Qian. I'll come to the airport... to pick you up."

Jomo turned around, covered his lips, and walked quickly towards the security check.

Feng Che greeted Luo Luo and Zhao Qian, "Goodbye."

Luo Luo put his palms to his mouth, saw Qiao Mo's figure, and shouted, "Mo Mo, I'm waiting for your return!"

Zhao Qian yelled again: "Madam, have a good trip!"

In the waiting hall, Jomo sat on his seat in a daze.

Feng Che took her into his arms and patted her on the shoulder lightly, "Are you waiting for Xiao Yan to see you off just now?"

"Brother, I don't want to think about him anymore, but as long as I think about it, I may never come back and never see him again, and I feel... so sad."

Feng Che comforted her: "Brother understands that as long as you go to New York and have your own circle of life, everything will gradually get better. Xiaoxiao, the future is still long, and there are still many people who need you to meet."

Qiao Mo lay in Feng Che's arms, crying like a child.

When it was time to board the plane, Qiao Mo couldn't help but still looked back a few times.

In the airport, people come and go, full of hurried passengers, but there is no one she wants to meet.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go."

Feng Che held her shoulders and walked towards the cabin.

Qiao Mo turned around slowly, thinking silently in his heart——

"Ayan, goodbye."

The plane takes off, taxis on the runway, lifts off.

Jomo looked at the contacts in the phone, slid to the most familiar number, clicked, deleted, and turned off the phone.

From now on, in her life, in her world, there will be no such person as Xiao Yan anymore.

Feng Che has already applied for a place for her to go to the State University of New York. She will continue to complete her studies, meet new classmates and mentors, have a new circle of life, and face a completely strange country and city.

But she no longer has the fear she had at the beginning. The reason for her fear is that she will be afraid of getting hurt. She has been scarred to the point where she can't love anymore, she won't get hurt again, and she won't be afraid of the future anymore.

"Brother, tell me about New York."

Qiao Mo leaned his head on Feng Che's shoulder, quietly listening to him tell the story about the city of New York.

Gradually, she fell asleep.

In the ear, there is a slight roar of the plane.

At this moment, she seemed to have completely forgotten Xiao Yan, Haicheng, and those mottled pains.

Massachusetts General Hospital, USA.

Zhao Qian passed the recording to Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan, who was far away in the United States, saved the recording of less than 15 seconds into the phone completely.

He listened to it over and over again, listening when he was awake, and listening when he fell asleep.

The nurse saw that he had plugged in his earphones all day, and thought he was listening to a song, "Mr. Xiao, what nice song are you listening to?"

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, "My wife's voice."

Xiao Yan called his old friend in New York, "Hey, Lao Bai, check someone for me."

After 15 minutes, Lao Bai sent all the information to his mobile phone.

The place where Jomo lives in New York, and the school he attends.

Lao Bai even sent over the photos Jomo took at some school activities recently.

She's having a good time.

At least, judging from the photos, she wasn't too bad.

With Feng Che around, he wasn't worried about whether she would have difficulties in life. Feng Che was a good brother and would make the best plans for her.

But... After such a long time, how could he still want to see her so much.

(End of this chapter)