If You Are The One

Qi Yan took two steps forward, then paused again.

"Tan Dong actually values ​​Mr. Tan very much."

Chen Hejia took a puff of a cigarette, "How do you say it?"

"You can see how much he values ​​you."

Chen Hejia was taken aback.

"Mr. Chen, maybe you don't remember. We met nine years ago. I was there when you were leaving at the airport."

Chen Hejia didn't speak, Qi Yan continued: "Mr. Tan treats you differently than he treats others. Although he didn't understand it at the beginning, but for a lover, he donated a library to the University of Hong Kong. This is not an ordinary lover. .”

"But Mr. Tan is indeed not very good-tempered, and he likes to do some ridiculous things to anger Tan Dong. You also know that the relationship between their father and son was not very good before."

"But because of Mr. Tan, Mr. Tan stopped you twice. If you hadn't answered Mr. Tan's call for the second time, you might not be able to participate in the search and rescue here now."

While Qi Yan was talking, Chen Hejia covered his face, "Search and rescue...what's the use of participating in the search and rescue..."

Qi Yan paused.

"I can't find him, I just can't find him."

Through the dim light that leaked in through the gaps in the curtains, Qi Yan could vaguely see Chen Hejia hugging himself and sitting on the carpet beside the sofa, and there was a hint of crying in his voice: "I can't find him."

Qi Yan couldn't help lowering his head.

Chen Hejia continued: "Why did he take this flight alone, why did something happen, why?"

Qi Yan couldn't speak.

Tan Yonghui boarded the plane with high spirits that day to find you.

But he couldn't say it, otherwise he was afraid, the young man in front of him was already sad enough, and if he said it again, he would be sad and guilty for the rest of his life.

Chen Hejia's crying is very forbearing.

Tolerating so much that Qi Yan felt that he fell asleep with his arms in his arms, and he murmured there, and then completely silent, Qi Yan stood and stood, and almost forgot what his purpose for coming in was.

The search and rescue team hired by themselves has been working continuously for nearly 2 weeks. With zero hope of survival, no one can hold on except Chen Hejia, and they all need to rest.But now Tan Donggang is lying on the hospital bed after the operation, and the rescue operation can only be terminated.

Qi Yan's feet were numb, he moved, seeing that the young man was still not moving, so he planned to retreat first.

The leather boots touched the wooden floor and made a sound, and Chen Hejia immediately raised his head sensitively.

When Qi Yan had already reached the entrance, Chen Hejia's hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"Give me another day."

Qi Yan turned his head, Chen Hejia stood up unsteadily, "Just one day."

The light was too dim, Qi Yan couldn't see the expression on Chen Hejia's face clearly, but for no reason, Qi Yan's heart skipped a beat, he nodded without thinking, "I will try my best."

……

ten o'clock in the morning.

Chen Hejia staggered a little when he got off the plane. The helicopter landed in an open area along the coast of Norway, and not far ahead were some small villages along the coast.

The weather today was fine, the sun penetrated through the thick clouds and covered the ground, but the temperature was still a bit low, and the hot air he exhaled immediately turned into mist. Chen Hejia rubbed his hands and walked inside.

The entourage beside him said: "Mr. Chen, the coastline of Norway is a certain distance from the village. Even if Mr. Tan can get ashore from the sea by chance, his physical strength is not enough to support him to seek rescue."

Chen Hejia shook his head: "Let's take a look around."

Rather than saying that he wants to find Tan Yonghui now, it is better to say that he is looking forward to a miracle. On the last day, Chen Hejia just... just wanted to work hard and do something more.

Seeing Chen Hejia's insistence, the entourage stopped talking and followed Chen Hejia in silence.

After only ten minutes of walking, there was a faint sound of people not far ahead. The little boy standing at the end of the market saw people from a distance, and immediately opened his blue eyes wide.

"...Beautiful black-eyed brother!"

He tugged on his father's sleeve, and after getting permission, he immediately picked up the small basket in his hand and walked towards Chen Hejia quickly.

"Brother, brother, do you want to buy flowers?"

Chen Hejia was taken aback.

The little boy in front of him was blond and blue-eyed, with a bright smile, and he spoke a language he could not understand. The staff next to him told him in Chinese: "This little boy wants to sell you flowers."

Chen Hejia looked at the little boy's basket, and there were all kinds of delicate flowers in it, all of which he couldn't name. He took one casually, but when he took the money, he suddenly realized that he only had RMB on him.

"Wow, Chinese."

The little boy's father also came over at some point, smiling heartily, "I'm sorry, but the kid picked the flowers by himself, and he wants to earn some pocket money."

The father used English, and Chen Hejia understood it now, so he smiled apologetically, "I only have this."

Then, he put the one hundred yuan in his hand into the little boy's basket, "Is this okay?"

Father laughed loudly: "Of course."

Only then did the little boy back away shyly until he was in front of his father's legs. He turned around and asked his father, "Dad, this brother's money seems to be different from ours."

The father squatted down and explained to the little boy, the little boy's eyes lit up: "Ah, Chinese!"

Chen Hejia couldn't help rubbing the boy's blond hair, "Welcome to China to play."

The boy smiled shyly, then turned his head and whispered to his father, "Dad, that beautiful uncle from before is also Chinese, right?"

Father shrugged. "Maybe."

Separated from the father and son, Chen Hejia walked into the market again, perhaps because there were very few Asian faces in this place, and many people stared at them curiously.

The entourage and Chen Hejia explained: "Most people here make a living from fishing, so most of the items you see on the market are related to seafood."

Chen Hejia didn't care about this, but the peddler next to him was very enthusiastic, and said: "Yes, it's a pity that the weather has been bad recently, and it's basically impossible to go to sea, but two days ago, a big fool of us went to sea, and the heavy fog almost killed him return!"

He spoke English that Chen Hejia could understand, and at the end, he warmly recommended his own seafood to him.

Chen Hejia's eyes lit up: "It's foggy? When did he go out to sea?"

"Just two days ago... Anyway, not long."

"……Oh."

It has been nearly two weeks since the crash happened, and Chen Hejia also knew that his thoughts were too optimistic. When he heard the peddler's answer, his eyes darkened, and the peddler continued to sell him items. Chen Hejia shook his head: "No need, thank you .”

As he spoke, he said to the people beside him, "Let's go."

After walking only two steps, Chen Hejia's heart suddenly beat wildly, and he felt nauseated, and he felt a little nauseous.

"Mr. Chen...Mr. Chen, are you okay?"

Chen Hejia supported the railing on the street, his face was pale, but he still insisted: "Maybe it's because the sea breeze has blown too much these days, it's okay, let's look elsewhere."

"You really don't need to take a break?"

Chen Hejia shook his head, stood up and took a few more steps. This time, he was really dizzy and couldn't stand still, and almost fell.

The entourage quickly supported him, "Let's find a place to rest."

As he spoke, he ignored Chen Hejia's objection and took him to a place with a seat.

"Mr. Chen, you can't go on like this. Your body is about to fail. I suggest you go back right now."

After sitting down, the entourage looked serious, while Chen Hejia closed his eyes and did not speak, leaning against the back of the chair and holding his forehead, with a painful look on his face.

Seeing that it was almost noon, there was only half a day left in the day, and soon, he couldn't find any more.

Thinking of this, Chen Hejia had a splitting headache, and because he hadn't eaten well for a few days and had absorbed too much cold and humid sea breeze, his stomach was also churning and wanting to vomit. After sitting for a while, Chen Hejia felt more and more uncomfortable. Resisting to stand up, he walked towards a building in front of him.

This building is a hospital, and the place where they rested just now happened to be the lawn behind the hospital. Chen Hejia ran all the way in, resisting the urge to nausea, grabbed someone and asked, "Hello, where is the nearby bathroom?"

After showing the way, Chen Hejia quickly found the bathroom, and vomited up the bread that he forced himself to eat before, before he leaned against the tiles and gasped for breath.

After the nausea went down, Chen Hejia slapped his face with cold water, and someone chased after him and knocked on the door: "Mr. Chen? Mr. Chen, are you okay?"

Chen Hejia looked downcast, Ren Bingshui washed his hands, and was about to respond to the people outside, but Chen Hejia suddenly looked out the window from the corner of his eye.

Because of the sunshine and the temperature getting higher and higher with the arrival of noon, many patients were sunbathing outside, but in the middle of a large piece of blond hair, Chen Hejia's eyes were attracted by the black hair of one of them.

The heartbeat that had just calmed down was overloaded and beat violently again, and Chen Hejia didn't dare to move at that moment.

Everything around seemed to be still, only the black-haired man was sitting in a wheelchair, slowly revealing his handsome profile.

Chen Hejia almost forgot to breathe.

The people outside couldn't hear Chen Hejia's response, so they couldn't help knocking on the door desperately: "Mr. Chen? Mr. Chen!!"

But Chen Hejia couldn't hear him anymore, tears flowed down uncontrollably, the next second his body reacted and moved, Chen Hejia stepped on the items in the bathroom and went out through the window.

……

The weather today is good.

Thousands of hectares of sunshine filled the earth, and even time seemed to stop for it. Chen Hejia stepped on his own shadow and walked towards the person in front of him step by step.

He looked thinner, but his face was more three-dimensional and deeper than before. His whole body was surrounded by light golden sunlight, making him look pale and fragile.He was sitting in a wheelchair, covered with an extremely thick blanket, with his hands crossed between his legs, his eyes closed as if he was taking a nap.

Chen Hejia approached him, and with 5 steps left, he stopped again.

It was indeed a long time since they had seen each other. At this moment, Chen Hejia actually felt a sense of being close to home. Maybe it was because he had been standing there for so long that the nurse couldn't help but cast a strange glance at him.

"Sir?"

The nurse pushing the wheelchair asked suspiciously: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

The man in the wheelchair heard the voice and opened his eyes.

Chen Hejia's eye circles were red, but he couldn't help laughing. He looked at him, and Tan Yonghui's expression changed from confusion, to doubt, to ecstasy.

The morbid face suddenly became vivid, and the next moment, Tan Yonghui suddenly stood up from the wheelchair and ran towards Chen Hejia.

"gentlemen!"

The nurse screamed.

In the next second, Tan Yonghui fell to the ground uncontrollably and let out a low cry of pain.

The nurse hurried over: "Your legs can't walk!"

As he said that, he reached out to help, but Tan Yonghui refused. He blocked the nurse's hand and struggled to get up.

Chen Hejia just looked at it, smiled, and didn't move.

"Hirgar...Hirgar."

Until Tan Yonghui lost his strength and looked up from the grass in embarrassment, he called his name with an aggrieved expression on his face like a three-year-old child.

Chen Hejia thought: This scene in front of him can probably be used to laugh at Tan Yonghui for the rest of his life.

--lifetime.

Then, Chen Hejia walked over with a smile and helped Tan Yonghui up with his own hands.

"Tan Yonghui, I'm here to take you home."