Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 52

Yu Zhile immediately called Mayor Xu back.

The other person answered quickly, and his tone was quite impatient: "You are less than, less than, what should I do?"

Hearing him calling herself in a hurry, but still unable to get to the point, Yu Zhile frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Her voice was soothing like water: "Mayor Xu, don't worry, speak slowly."

"Okay..." The other side forced himself to be steady, and expressed his despair: "Our World Heritage application project is useless."

Yu Zhile was startled: "Why, did you give feedback? Eliminated?"

"No, I don't know the details." Xu Zhen's nose seemed to be blocked: "I just arrived at the Provincial People's Hospital and came with an ambulance. Principal Yuan is in very bad condition. I heard from Mrs. Yuan that Muran called in the morning , I don’t know what he said, he had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage.”

A bad premonition surged in his heart, and Yu Zhile felt suffocated in his chest: "Are you in the provincial hospital?"

"Correct."

"I'll look for you later." Yu Zhile cut off the call.

He ignored the nanny's inquiry about whether he had breakfast, and he didn't say goodbye to the man who was still sprawling in the bedding.

Yu Zhile put on a cardigan, hurried downstairs, took a taxi to the Provincial People's Hospital.

The corridors of the emergency building are always filled with joys and sorrows and the smell of disinfectant.

Yu Zhile walked like the wind and found Mayor Xu outside the operating room.

Yuan Muran sat on the bench with his head in his arms, his whole body tensed, and he no longer had the calmness and composure of a well-educated man.

Mrs. Yuan next to him was holding a tissue, her eyes were red, and she was sobbing.

When Mayor Xu saw her, he just nodded and said nothing.

Yu Zhile was out of breath, "What's the matter?" The right eyelid twitched wildly for no reason: "What's the matter?"

Hearing the woman's voice, Yuan Muran raised his face and shook his head, as if he didn't want to say more.

Mrs. Yuan opened her mouth, her tears kept oozing out, her voice was hoarse: "What could happen...you guys, what are you bothering about? Qiang Yi has high blood pressure and has been good for most of his life. Can you hear me?" If you don’t like it? If you apply for the legacy, if you apply for the legacy, you will lose your life..."

Talking and crying again.

Yu Zhile took a deep breath, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say a word.

Yuan Muran glanced at Xu Zhen, got up from the chair, motioned for Yu Zhile to go out and talk.

Yu Zhile nodded and followed step by step.

The two stopped at the end of the walk.

There are people coming and going around me, including white coats, nurses, tortured patients, and anxious family members.

Yu Zhile asked anxiously: "I heard from Mayor Xu that the World Heritage application project is useless."

Yuan Muran sniffled, as if he was adjusting his emotions and tone, before he opened his lips and said, "To be precise, I don't even have the chance to be judged by experts in the province."

Yu Zhile frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I looked for someone after the year, and thought that the application process to the provincial government would be smooth, because the answer there was very positive. I think there must be a 90% chance of passing, and I have already planned what to do next. Get in touch with the provincial department." He changed the subject:
"But there is very bad news. Our three application projects have long been detained without anyone noticing. I also sat in the office the day before yesterday and wondered why there has not been any progress on the application. situation, so I asked someone to ask in private."

Yuan Muran spoke in an orderly manner, but Yu Zhile felt chills on his back.

She had roughly guessed the answer in her heart, but she still wanted to ask clearly: "Who took it?"

"Who can detain it?" Yuan Muran sneered: "Mr. Jing, who is in charge of the demolition project, should have known about our plan a long time ago."

Trembling in his chest, Yu Zhile took a while to reply: "Are you sure he handled it?"

Even she didn't understand why she was repeatedly confirming, just for the little bit of luck left in her heart?

"I'm sure," Yuan Muran put one hand in his pocket, "The person his assistant is looking for."

Yuan Muran looked at her, and asked: "Don't you know?"

"I don't know." Yu Zhile replied.

She didn't know anything, Jing Sheng was just a little boy in front of her, with a playful smile every day, she would never think of his strategizing in the dark, covering the sky with his hands.

"Okay." Yuan Muran believed her.

Yu Zhile rolled his eyes: "There is nothing we can do? How about applying again?"

Yuan Muran shook his head: "No. The Jing family has a big business, everyone is afraid, and the government is biased towards the demolition."

He said decisively: "Accept the reality, Yu Zhile, and people will feel more comfortable." He turned his head and looked in the direction of the operating room: "My dad's situation is because he doesn't want to accept it, and then hurt himself."

This man has always been rational and objective: "I said earlier, don't have too high expectations for Shen Yi. What you have to face is not a simple and weak opponent. It is thankless and meaningless."

"We are the best example. In order to apply for the world heritage, the year is over. The whole village is mobilized and busy, and I have been running around a lot." Yuan Muran laughed at himself twice: "Hehe, I can't beat it in the end." People say a word lightly."

There was powerlessness in his tone.

After staying in front of Principal Yuan's hospital bed for a long time, the old man was out of danger, but his pale and sunken face made him seem to have aged many years.

Mrs. Yuan was leaning on the head of the bed, staring blankly at the IV drip, her exhausted appearance made anyone feel distressed.

Yu Zhile stood at the end of the bed, guarding with them, her temples hurting.

She hasn't had a migraine in a long time.

Yuan Muran bought some drinks and lunch boxes and came back, carrying the bag and asked them one by one. Everyone shook their heads, not in the mood to eat.

Mayor Xu murmured self-reproach from time to time, wiping away those old tears: "It will be demolished as soon as it is demolished... What are you busy with, doing evil and harming people..."

The atmosphere in the ward was oppressive, as if sinking in the deep sea.

Yu Zhile's chest rose and fell, she turned her head to look, and said softly, "I'll go out for a while."

Yuan Muran weighed the things in his hands: "Want to eat?"

"No." Yu Zhile said goodbye to the others, and walked out of the ward quickly.

In March of Yangchun, the flowers are in full bloom on the street.

Yu Zhile's whole body felt suffocated as if being forced into a urn, unable to stretch his arms and legs, and unable to breathe.

She called Jing Sheng and asked where he was.

The man smiled as always: "I'm at home, waiting for you to come back."

Yu Zhile asked, "Are you not at work?"

Jing Sheng replied: "Today is the weekend, I am on vacation."

"Wait for me at home."

"Okay!" The tone of his answer always makes people see that cute emoji automatically.

When Yu Zhile returned to his apartment, she felt like a full water balloon, on the verge of collapse.

So the moment the man hugged her, knocked her almost into a daze, her head was about to explode.

Yu Zhile stood there without moving, without changing his shoes.

Jing Sheng sensed that something was wrong with her, and moved away a little, but his hands were still on her shoulders: "Huh? Why does our little fish look unhappy?"

He looked at her carefully, his eyes were as warm and sincere as ever.

Yu Zhile was distracted by the look, she closed her eyes and asked, "You withheld the suicide note?"

The hand on her shoulder froze for a moment, then dropped back, Jing Sheng then gave the answer she least wanted to hear: "Yes, it's me."

There were only a few light spots left in my heart, which suddenly went out, and it was pitch black.

Yu Zhile took a deep breath, "Do you think this is fair?"

Jing Sheng blinked, straightforward and simple: "It's fair."

Yu Zhile rolled the corners of her lips, but found that she couldn't support any arc: "Is it your justice to kill everyone behind the scenes?"

"Tell me," Jing Sheng breathed out, and suddenly became serious: "What kind of fairness do you want?"

"You at least..." In Yu Zhile's mind, like a movie version, those scenes and conversations in the hospital not long ago flashed: "At least give everyone a chance?"

Her heart was shaking.

Don't talk about your head, a chance to reach out to the sun, wouldn't it work?

Jing Sheng frowned in confusion: "I said, don't mention Chenfang between us. You initiated the proposal to apply for the World Heritage, but you didn't say a word to me."

He summed up his statement on his own: "From this point of view, it's fair."

Jing Sheng's words pierced her heart, and Yu Zhile immediately raised her hand to support her sour nose, looked away, and said softly, "I'm really tired of being manipulated."

Jing Sheng didn't understand, so he asked, "Who manipulated you?"

The woman looked back without avoiding her gaze: "Who else is it, isn't it you?"

Jing Sheng became more and more confused, and his eyebrows were almost knotted together: "What have I done to you? From the beginning, I have been facing you, and I have been standing by your side, can't you see?"

Yu Zhile didn't say a word, his face was serious, and he stopped looking at him.

Jing Sheng couldn't stand her eyes at all, they became unfocused and without him.

He turned her face back: "Look at me!"

Yu Zhile quickly pulled his hand away and warned, "Don't go too far."

"Why did I go too far? Are you angry?" Jing Sheng paid attention to her reaction bit by bit, and explained to himself: "Why are you angry? I'm not even angry. Yi, why can't I withhold the suicide note from you? I said a long time ago, don't mention Chen Fang between us. Take the initiative to step on it. But you must be clear about this, no matter what tricks you make, I will reject it for you, it’s that simple. I want to demolish Chenfang, this is my job.”

As if thinking of something else, Jing Sheng's chest rose and fell sharply, and he said incomprehensibly, "You went to see Lin Youheng behind my back, what did I say?"

Hearing this, Yu Zhile, who had been frozen like a puppet for a long time, finally showed a little surprise: "How do you know?"

"How do I know?" Jing Sheng sneered, with a hint of anger on his face: "Why don't I know?"

In a word, Yu Zhile shuddered.

She suddenly realized with horror that what she had tried so hard to get, the man in front of her, was beyond her reach.

The gap between them cannot be crossed, they are not in the same world, in the same position.If she continues to live as he arranged, she will be controlled by others for the rest of her life, and die in the flashy circle he drew for her.

Being in a high position, what annoys Jing Sheng the most is this kind of silent feedback.Silence can always maximize his anger.

"Please speak."

"Won't you explain it to me?"

Jing Sheng urged her, like an invisible hand, pushing her towards the edge of the cliff, and she would step on nothing at all times.

Frustrated and exhausted, Yu Zhile ground her molars: "I have nothing to say."

All conversations should be conducted on a peer-to-peer basis.

She didn't want to say anything.

"Don't talk? Then from my point of view, is it fair for me that you go to see Lin Youheng without saying a word?"

"It's always been fair. As soon as I entered the door, I said I was unfair. I also want to ask this question. Are you fair to me? I treat you with all my heart all day long, curry favor with you, and curry favor with you like a fucking retarded man. What am I trying to do to you? Ah, Yu Zhile, what am I trying to do to you? But I want you to look at me more and smile with me more, "

"What about you, you are more important than me! What you want to do is more important than me! Dreams are more important than me! The broken town is more important than me! Perhaps in your opinion, your ex-boyfriend is also more important than me!"

His tone became more and more aggressive. When he said this, even he became crazy, the kind of rage that could blow over the roof:

"You say I'm unfair, yes, I'm like this, I'm sorry, I don't know what fairness is, I only know that injustice is an excuse for the weak. Be sober, want to be famous? Do you want to be in a band? Live together? Then I Let me tell you, there are so many people who sing every year, believe it or not, if I say a word, your whole career with that folk song will be shattered!"

Jing Sheng stared at Yu Zhile, his eyes were already red, he really didn't understand, not at all.He is questioning and accusing:

"I can give you everything you want. Why do you want to come by yourself. Yu Zhile, I found out that I don't understand you at all. I don't understand you at all. I have never failed so much in my life. I've never seen a woman like you, how could I like a woman like you, I'm sick, I've done it myself, don't look at me like this—"

Suddenly, he noticed the woman's eyes.

She stared at herself intently, that sharp, cold gaze was the pain of heart-gouging with a knife, full of farewell and strangeness.

As if expecting something, Jing Sheng panicked and grabbed her arm.Do your best, restrain yourself, and lower your tone to be as light, as soft, and as careful as a cloud:
"Small dried fish,"

"Let's not quarrel over irrelevant people and things. I have my job. I didn't start the company alone. The matter of Chen Fang is the company's decision, and I can't compromise."

"If you really want to sing, I'll tell my second uncle right away, I'll call him right away, and ask him to find someone for you, pack it for you, release an album for you, start a tour for you, play it however you want. In fact, being a celebrity is not as glamorous as you imagined, and it is also very hard. If you really want to do this, I don’t disagree, my second uncle has a lot of resources, and you don’t need to torment yourself.”

"Don't be angry, stay by my side, okay?"

The last sentence was already a begging tone.

"Jing Sheng," Yu Zhile called his name, inch by inch, and peeled off his arm with his fingers.

She regained the strength that used to be able to crush him, as ruthless as they were when they first met.She doesn't know him at all, so she doesn't leave room for it:

"let's break up."

In a word, like a heavy object hitting the back of his head, Jing Sheng was stunned, his eyes full of unacceptable tremors.

Slowly, Jing Sheng regained a little consciousness with difficulty, and he went to pull Yu Zhile again, but she avoided it lightly.He opened his mouth, trying to express the confusion and sadness that would hang him.

"Don't ask," Yu Zhile didn't give him any chance, and her impatience was decisive: "There is no reason, let's break up."

(End of this chapter)