C101 So close and so far away

Boston, Massachusetts, USA.

The patient in ward five was the most handsome and obedient patient in the whole hospital.

From morning to night, it would attract a large crowd of female female nurse s to watch.

The doctor said his condition worsened very quickly and was very serious, with a survival rate of only 20 percent. Almost every two days he had to undergo chemotherapy.

He was very quiet, his lips were pale and thin, his handsome, cold face did not have any additional expression, he had an unapproachable appearance, but only when he was holding the wallet did he slightly lift his bloodless lips, revealing a faint smile.

The entire ward liked him. Even from the time he had been in the hospital until now, he had never spoken a word to them.

When the nurse came to give him an injection, she found a picture of a girl in his wallet.

The nurse was a local American, she smiled and said in American English, "Mr. Xiao, so you saw a photo of her laughing. Is this your wife? She's so beautiful. "

The girl in the photo was very young and energetic. The background of the photo was filled with sunlight, and her unbridled and innocent laughter seemed to be able to infect him through the photo.

That young and lively Dongfang face was filled with a sweet smile. Even the nurse couldn't help but be moved when she saw it.

Xiao Yan slightly curled his lips, held onto the photo with his pale and slender fingers, and freely admitted: "Yes, this is my wife."

"Why didn't she come to see you when you were ill? "Doesn't she know yet?"

His heart, after being numb to it, still hurt a lot. Maybe she had already arrived in the United States, and was studying in a city that was close to him, continuing to learn design. However, no matter how close they were, they would never meet again.

"Yes, she doesn't know. I'm not going to tell her that when I'm fully recovered, I'll go find her. "

The nurse was puzzled and frowned. "Hmm... Are you afraid your wife will worry about you? "

Xiao Yan lowered his black eyes. His eyes were as calm and tranquil as a lake that had been hidden under seaweed. He opened his mouth and said, "I've done too many things to harm her in the past. I don't want her to worry about me anymore."

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

Xiao Yan looked out the window at the setting sun. The US setting sun was no different from home, it was just that there was no longer any of her silent company by his side.

Everyday, Xiao Yan would video process some meetings and things, but gradually, as his condition worsened, he was sometimes unable to even video conference anymore. He curled up on his bed, watching the sunset by himself and enduring the pain alone.

He had wanted to call Qiao Mo countless times during these difficult nights, but he held himself back every time.

Su Jingyu flew to the United States to visit him a few times. When she asked him about his illness, he always avoided serious matters.

During this period of time, the hospital had been holding an expert seminar on his condition. Actually, without notice, it was clear that the surgery would result in either life or death. Even if one was lucky enough to survive, the repercussions would be great.

Xiao Ru Qing had called countless times, but he hadn't answered. He just treated her as he was being willful, leaving his duties and sneaking out to travel.

In the past, he was a bad businessman who did not care about anything in order to squeeze out the remaining value of his employees. Now, he was actually always thinking for others. This was probably what Qiao Mo had taught him.

She was always. Ignore your own feelings and respond to the needs of others.

Xiao Yan wiped the tears from his face and swallowed them back into his stomach.

Every cell in the body, no matter if they were dead or alive, were all uncontrollably missing a woman called Qiao Mo.

His phone rang.

Zhao Qian called from overseas.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

On the other side, Zhao Qian paused for a moment before carefully saying, "Boss, Madam has been asking about your whereabouts recently."

"Tell her I won't go back for now. I'll travel outside."

Zhao Qian nodded, then he pursed his lips and said, "There's still …. Ma'am, she's flying to New York today. "

To Xiao Yan's surprise, it took Qiao Mo so long to fly to America.

"I see. Is there anything else? "

"Nothing. Boss, ma'am. We lost our children in a car accident. "

Xiao Yan's pupils contracted fiercely, How is she?

"I have basically recovered. Tomorrow … I'll fly the BOSS to the airport. "

Xiao Yan pressed on his eyebrow, "Let her... Take care of yourself and forget about me. "

"... "Alright."

After Xiao Yan hung up the phone, he covered his face with his hands and sat on the sickbed, sighing deeply.

New York, just over two hundred miles, three hundred kilometers away from where he was in Boston, took four hours to drive and only one hour to fly.

If he went to see her, what would his identity be? Previous husband? With a lover? Or was it … A stranger was in a corner, greedily looking at her before leaving?

So close and so far away.

Hai City, airport.

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

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

Qiao Mo pursed her lips, and said with a slight frown: "Luo Luo said that sshe wanted to send us off, and he's not here yet."

Feng Che looked at the watch's time, "It's still early, it's not a problem for us to wait for her."

Qiao Mo nodded, and before long, she sprinted over and hugged Qiao Mo.

"Why did you suddenly have to leave? Didn't we agree to graduate and look for a job together? "

Luo Luo cried and complained.

"You are ungrateful! Smelly silence! When are you going to come back? "

Qiao Mo bit her lips, as her eyes reddened slightly. "I don't know either, but it might be a few years, or perhaps, I might not be able to return for the rest of my life. I'm not here, so don't be so impulsive, huh? "

Luo Luo shook his head with all her might, "If you dare not come back, I will show you my impulsiveness!"

Qiao Mo hugged her tightly and slowly closed his eyes. Two streams of tears fell from his eyes, "Luo Luo, goodbye."

"Who wants to talk to you again … Goodbye? If you dare not come back, we will bid our farewells! "

Qiao Mo wiped her tears. When she opened her eyes, she realized that Zhao Qian had also rushed to the airport.

Her gaze subconsciously glanced behind Zhao Qian, but unfortunately …. No one.

Feng Che stood at the side and kept on staring at his sister. He was a smart person, he knew who Qiao Mo was really waiting for.

— He was a man who had disappeared from this world for a month.

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

"Madam, have a safe trip."

Qiao Mo said as her eyes reddened. "I am no longer Mrs. Xiao. Assistant Zhao, there is no need for you to do this."

Zhao Qian swallowed his saliva and slowly spoke, "In my heart, you will always be Mrs. Xiao. The Boss didn't come back from his business trip. He repeatedly told me that I must come and send him off. He asked me to tell Madam that I must take good care of myself. "

Qiao Mo took a deep breath, endured her tears, bit her lips and said: "The person who would not take care of herself, is him. He has a bad stomach and you make him drink less black coffee in the morning, and don't forget to eat three meals a day when you get busy. "

Zhao Qian carefully noted down, "I will surely tell you everything my wife said. "Ma'am, is there anything else you want to say to the Boss?"

The phone in Zhao Qian's pocket kept on processing the recording status.

The Boss, he thought, would want to hear his wife's voice.

Qiao Mo covered her mouth as tears finally rolled down her face, "If she meets someone she likes again, tell her clearly, do not let her wait in vain, and do not let that person finally feel tired. Only when he's injured can he understand."

Feng Che's expression was not too good, and he slightly moved his face away.

He had never known that a twenty-two-year-old girl could fall in love with a man so deeply.

"Okay, madam, if you ever want to return to Hai Cheng, you must contact Zhao Qian. I'll still come to the airport … "I'll pick you up."

Qiao Mo turned around, covered her lips and quickly walked towards the security check.

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

Luo Luo placed her palm by her mouth, seeing Qiao Mo's figure, she shouted: "Silently, I will wait for your return!"

Zhao Qian called out again, "Good trip, Madam!"

In the departure lounge, Qiao Mo sat on her seat in a daze.

Feng Che pulled her into his embrace and lightly patted her shoulder, "You were waiting for Xiao Yan to send you off, right?"

"Brother, I don't want to think about him anymore, but once I think about it, I might never come back in my entire life, and I might never be able to see him again in my entire life, I feel … "So sad."

Feng Che comforted her: "I know, as long as I go to New York and have my own circle of people, everything will slowly get better. Xiaoxiao, the future is long. There are still many people that I need you to meet. "

Qiao Mo laid in Feng Che's embrace, crying like a child.

After boarding the plane, Qiao Mo could not help but turn her head to take a few glances back.

At the airport, there were many people walking around, but only the person she wanted to meet wasn't there.

"Xiaoxiao, let's go."

Feng Che embraced her shoulder and walked towards the cabin.

Qiao Mo slowly turned around and said in her heart —

"Goodbye, Ah Yan."

The plane took off and taxied up the runway.

Qiao Mo looked at the contact person on her phone. She clicked on the number that she was most familiar with, clicked, deleted, and then turned off.

In the future, Xiao Yan would no longer exist in her life and world.

Feng Che had already applied for a place in the State University of New York for her. She would continue to complete her studies, meet new classmates and teachers, and have new circles of life to face a completely new country and city.

The reason why she was afraid was because she was afraid that she would be injured. She was already riddled with injuries, and would no longer be able to love. She would no longer be injured, and no longer be afraid of the future.

"Bro, tell me about New York."

Qiao Mo leaned her head against Feng Che's shoulder, and quietly listened to his story regarding that city in New York.

Gradually, she fell asleep.

In his ears, he heard the light roar of an airplane.

At this moment, she seemed to have completely forgotten about Xiao Yan, Seahold, and those mottled injuries.

United States, Massachusetts General Hospital.

Zhao Qian passed the recording to Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan, who was far away from the United States, completely stored the recording that lasted less than fifteen seconds.

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

The nurse thought he was listening to a song when she saw his headphones stuffed all day, "Mr. Xiao, what kind of song are you listening to?"

Xiao Yan smiled, "It's my wife's voice transmission."

Xiao Yan called his old friend in New York, "Hey, Old Bai, help me find someone."

Fifteen minutes later, Old White sent all the documents to his phone.

Qiao Mo's residence, her school.

Old Bai even sent over the photos that Qiao Mo had taken at some of the school's recent events.

She was living well, not bad.

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

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

However... After so long, how could he still want to see her like that?