We don't understand love (The ten years when I loved you the most)

When He Zhishu woke up from the rapid ringing of the bell, he couldn't lift his head up, and couldn't open his eyes. He just lay there, his soul seemed to be withdrawn, exhausted...

One ring after another, He Zhishu tried his best to pick up the phone, and sat up abruptly in the next second

"mom!"

tremblingly pressed the answer button

"Mom? Is it you, is it really you?" The voice seemed to be dying

"Oh, Xiaoshu, your dad and I came to see you. I know you are determined to follow him. We are old and we can't control you so much. I just hope you can live well in the future."

Hearing her son's sobbing, the woman couldn't hold back

"Don't blame us for forcing you cruelly back then. We always thought that you were still young and ignorant... I didn't expect you to leave. You son of a bitch, don't let us have a good time."

The mother sobbed the father's consolation, He Zhishu was aphasia, sobbed silently, and after realizing the pain in his heart, a burst of panic struck

"Where have you been? Where have you been, Mom?"

"Just got on the bus from the airport, don't worry, we know where you live, we've been asking about you all the time. I can't bear it anymore, I just want to see you, don't worry, we won't force you anymore"

He Zhishu's already limp body was instantly chilled

"Mom, don't come, get off the car quickly, come on, get off quickly..."

Without warning, the sound disappeared, big beads of sweat slid across He Zhishu's cheeks, he felt a slight vibration, and the phone was dead

Jumped out of bed, plugged in several times with trembling hands but couldn't plug in the power supply, couldn't calm down anymore, rushed out the door

"There's still time, there's still time..." He muttered silently

Yixi remembers that the scene of the car accident was half an hour’s drive away from the airport, and everything was still in time. Thinking of his parents who were squeezed in the car until their bodies were covered in blood, He Zhishu’s heart ached.

Taking the mobile phone borrowed from the doorman, I got into the taxi and just wanted to dial the number, but then I remembered that Jiang Wenxu's number was the only one I remembered.

If you don’t save the number, you press every number religiously every time

Never has he been so desperate for a moment, hated his unreserved love so much

"Xiao Liu? Is there traffic at the airport? I'm pulling a client over here, looking very anxious?" I can't tell where the dialect is from

The driver saw the distressed young man in the back seat, and asked the other party who was on the voice call

"Brother Zhang has taken over a big business. It's not crowded. There are few people in Kazakhstan, so I'm flying..."

He Zhishu didn't pay attention to their conversation until a familiar voice came from the other party's mobile phone

"Does Xiaoshu not want us to go there..."

"No, no, maybe the phone is out of battery, don't you think it's all turned off when you call back?"

everything is still in time

Until he received his parents safely, He Zhishu finally felt real and hugged his mother tightly.

The sobbing woman stroked his back and said, "My child, you have suffered..." Her arms sank, and He Zhishu passed out

He thought that if he came again, he would just taste all the suffering again, but it turned out that God still favored him