Chapter 316 Don't cry, my favorite person
Wang Zheng couldn't continue.
He naturally took a sip of the Coke in Jiang Yang's hand.
Jiang Yang felt that there was no need to feel sorry for this. He said in the tone of an elder who has been here: "She won't blame you. This matter is not as serious as you snatching her a bottle of Coke. I have experience in this, you trust me."
He said that this matter has nothing to do with whether the reaction is quick, courageous or brave.
As for the idea of blaming others, there is no such thing.
Jiang Yang is too experienced.
He just watched the car hit him, but his legs were rooted on the ground, as if he could not control himself, and his mind was blank.
Then, I don’t know anything.
People who have car accidents are like this themselves, and it is even less likely to blame others.
Wang Zheng glanced at Jiang Yang, "You have a different way of comforting people—oh, I'm sorry."
Wang Zheng suddenly remembered that his father said that Jiang Yang had been in a car accident.
Speaking of it this way, this is a matter of experience, which made Wang Zheng feel that the stone pressing on his heart became lighter.
He returned the Coke to Jiang Yang.
Jiang Yang refused, this bottle of Coke is not clean.
Wang Zheng belched full of carbon dioxide.
His regret lies in the fact that when he confessed, Wang Zheng said that he was a special man, which made her feel particularly safe, but when she needed safety the most, he frightened her into a fool. Himself a liar.
He grew up trying to be cool and a man.
But the heart is actually very cowardly.
The first time he could remember consciously faking it, his rabbit died.
He went to school crying, and his father said why a man was crying, just like a woman. After arriving at school, many classmates also laughed at him for crying because of this, and then when he returned home, he cried and ate the rabbit meat, and told his classmates that it was delicious.
He thinks it proves he's a man.
From then on, he pretended to be strong no matter what he encountered, and worked hard to maintain the image of a tough guy.
Until Wang Zheng died right in front of him, puncturing his self-deception.
Wang Zheng touched his chest when he said this, and to his surprise, thinking about it this time did not cause such a stomachache.
The two of them were walking in the community, attracting the attention of many people, and some women's eyes were still shining. I really don't know what they were thinking, Jiang Yang asked Wang Zheng to stay away from him, "We are one step away from each other, don't let me shine, there are more people who look at me."
Wang Zheng glanced at him, "Heh, you're just a boy with a hairy head. It hasn't grown yet, so only the big devil has eyes for you. Who else will look at you more? The older a man is, the better he is!"
Jiang Yang: "It's old bacon, of course it has a taste."
Wang Zheng: "Small fresh meat is easy to deteriorate, and it can only stand the taint of time."
"I am married!"
Jiang Yang let his piece of old bacon continue to air-dry, he has been eaten by others, so it doesn't matter how long it lasts.
Wang Zheng: "There are quite a few people who want this piece of old bacon."
Jiang Yang: "What's the use, I'm the man standing behind the queen of Chinese music."
Wang Zheng couldn't fight anymore.
"You rock!"
He gave a thumbs up, everyone else is trying to fight their fathers, and Jiang Yang is the first person he has ever seen to fight his wife.
Wang Zheng took another sip of Coke and hiccupped.
Later, every time someone chased him, or Wang Zheng had someone he liked, the memory of Wang Zheng's death came to mind. That kind of remorse can drown a person like a tide, make his stomach hurt, and even have thoughts of self-harm.
Over time, he no longer approached the opposite sex, and kept his distance from the opposite sex.
"Your illness is serious, it cannot be cured by drinking Coke."
Jiang Yang said he knew a doctor of psychology, "There is also supporting music therapy, try it another day."
Wang Zheng believed him, "Okay."
After taking two steps, Jiang Yang suddenly felt something was wrong, "Then why did Teacher Wang go to support teaching?"
Wang Zheng glanced at him unexpectedly, and shook his head, "It's been so many years, I won't mention it."
They walked slowly towards the community.
People who haven't experienced it may not know, but those who have experienced it know how much courage it takes for a grandfather who has his son to die on his back and resolutely carries his granddaughter to the hospital. Wang Zheng saw the situation here. At that time, tears almost filled my eyes.
If only he had the courage.
"When my mother left, my father signed it."
actually-
He smiled wryly and said: "My mother knew vaguely the night before. We talked a lot when we were in bed that night, and then she suddenly said, let me sign, and I agreed, but in the end—"
Wang Zheng paused.
"I didn't dare to sign it. My dad signed it."
Wang Zheng looked at the sky, "I'm sorry for my dad, so every time I see him, I don't know what to say."
He looked back at Jiang Yang: "I'm sorry for my mother."
So he admires the courage of the old man in Jiang Yang's book, just like his father.
At the moment when his father signed the agreement, Wang Zheng was relaxed like never before, and then felt surprisingly cowardly again.
He looked down on his cowardly self.
Wang Zheng was sighing.
Jiang Yang said: "Your mother loves old man Wang quite a bit. It feels like you bought Coke as a gift."
However, he understands Wang Zheng very well, it is shameful to avoid it, but it is really useful sometimes.
If you don’t play it badly, how do you know if your wife is the Great Demon King?
but-
"It's because of this that you are alienated from old man Wang."
Jiang Yang finally understood.
He was about to speak when he looked up and saw Li Qingning in front of him.
She was wearing a baseball cap, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, and was walking and chatting with Sister Chen. When she turned her head to talk to Sister Chen, the big earrings were shaking in the sun, which made Jiang Yang's gloomy mood immediately become sunny.
Talking about such a deep topic with Wang Zheng is too tormenting.
"Old Wangtou thought you were estranged from him because of his signing. You father and son are really interesting, so you can't say a few more words." Jiang Yang didn't want to chat with Wang Zheng anymore, and hurriedly Leave the next sentence to chase after it.
"Hello!"
Wang Zheng called him to stop.
Jiang Yang turned around.
Li Qingning and sister Chen in the distance also turned their heads and saw Jiang Yang.
They stopped and stood on the side of the road to chat.
Jiang Yang waited for Wang Zheng to speak.
Wang Zheng: "Thank you."
Jiang Yang said this to him and told him that his mother wouldn't blame him.
Jiang Yang was angry with his mother before the accident. But in the face of life and death, these are insignificant. If they could, the dead might also comfort those they loved most who were still alive and tell them not to cry.
"I also have experience in this, you believe me, who let me be your uncle."
Jiang Yang waved his hand backwards, then turned and ran towards Li Qingning.
"Your uncle!"
Wang Zheng cursed with a smile, seeing Jiang Yang rushing towards Li Qingning, he was quite envious, although he couldn't say he was envious. He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more comfortable, and felt that the stone in his heart had moved to a place, allowing a ray of sunshine to fall in.
"The brokerage company's words are indeed much better, we now—"
Li Qingning was talking, when he suddenly heard, "...Do you remember that I proudly said that I have been in this world before, don't tell me what maturity is, I ended at the very beginning..."
She turned her head to look at Jiang Yang who was running over.
This song is pretty good, but it's too sad, and it sounds unlucky in Jiang Yang's heart.
She frowned and looked at Wang Zheng.
What did they talk about, how did it make her husband depressed.
Jiang Yang just stood still.
Li Qingning took a step forward and kissed Jiang Yang. This change of mood swept away the sad Geer.
Don’t cry, my favorite person—Zheng Zhihua
(end of this chapter)