Chapter 264 Secret
Because he is not omnipotent...so Zheng Xiuheng needs help from others.
In fact, no one knew what Zheng Xiuheng was thinking, and Zheng Xiuheng even thought he was crazy. He took Bai Xiaoxiao to Han Zhiyuan's home the day before yesterday, and when Han Zhiyuan's mother went to the bathroom, he took the little guy out of his pocket.
Then... nothing happened. Bai Xiaoxiao did not jump onto Han Zhixiang's bed, but turned around on the piano. At that time, Zheng Xiuheng felt like a fool. He actually believed that Bai Xiaoxiao was not an ordinary fox and had saved his life. With bitter emotions, Zheng Xiuheng played the piano again until he fell asleep...
Yes, Zheng Xiuheng was very surprised that he fell asleep. He felt sleepy after playing three songs. He even felt a little hot in that strange place on his chest. Then he pulled down the piano cover and fell asleep. He just thought he was too sleepy.
And then...I dreamed.
"You are a lunatic, I really hate you, I hate you, let me go!" Han Zhiyuan shouted angrily, her eyes were misty with tears, and she looked aggrieved. She didn't feel anything before, but after that day, she began to hate Zheng Xiuheng's domineering, the kind of lifestyle that always cared about herself, didn't accept other people's opinions, and didn't try to understand others. It turned out that she was wrong, so she hated this senior who she thought was very handsome before.
Zheng Xiuheng was unmoved, and said seriously: "She told me that she wanted to say sorry to you, and she also hoped that you would continue to draw, saying that being a cartoonist is her sister's dream, and she also said that she hasn't kissed her for a long time, and she wants you to kiss her face!"
Han Zhiyuan, who was about to explode, suddenly calmed down at this moment, looking at Zheng Xiuheng in disbelief, her eyes trembling rapidly, showing fear and disbelief. Finally, it turned into anger, and tears fell down.
"You went to my house, right? My mother told you, right? Zheng Xiuheng, what do you want to do? What do you want to do? Woo, what do you want to do!" Han Zhiyuan cried, and the shock at that moment turned into anger in an instant.
Zheng Xiuheng sighed in his heart, sighing for himself, and sad for Han Zhiyuan. The girl's spirit had been crushed by the pressure, and the last bit of self-esteem that supported her was just destroyed by him.
Zheng Xiuheng basically won't lie to people close to him. He would rather remain silent than lie unless he has no choice.
Looking at the angry Han Zhiyuan, Zheng Xiuheng sighed and said, "In fact, you really misunderstood me. I just like you very much and want to pursue you, so I want to help relieve your pressure. It's just that I didn't expect your reaction to be so big. In addition, what I said just now was not a lie. If you don't believe it, I will only feel sad!"
Han Zhiyuan was frightened by Zheng Xiuheng again. She stared at Zheng Xiuheng blankly and found that his eyes were as gentle as water, his expression was guilty, and the sincere emotions conveyed in his eyes finally had some effect this time.
Han Zhiyuan was silent because she didn't know how to respond to Zheng Xiuheng's sudden confession. Because Zheng Xiuheng was too sincere, the simple Han Zhiyuan believed more than she doubted.
Actually, Zheng Xiuheng didn't want to communicate with Han Zhiyuan so soon and wanted to wait a few more days. However, HyunA came home a week ago and said that a boy named Bian in the school suffered from depression due to too much pressure. He was under a lot of pressure at home because he didn't rank among the top three in the monthly exam. He couldn't bear it and jumped from the top floor.
In 2005, 26.1 people per 100,000 people committed suicide in South Korea, surpassing Japan (20.3), where suicide culture is prevalent. In 2007, the number temporarily dropped to 215, but it is still twice the average suicide rate of OECD member countries. It is not an exaggeration to call South Korea a "suicide superpower". Suicide can also be contagious. When hearing about others committing suicide, many psychologically fragile people will follow the same path.
In fact, Zheng Xiuheng didn't want to talk about things like dreams. He thought that it was because of what he thought about during the day. He had dreamed about his parents before, but Han Zhiyuan's condition was a little scary. He was not afraid of suicide because he felt that the possibility was not high.
But Zheng Xiuheng was worried that Han Zhiyuan would really collapse and pick up the butcher knife to self-destruct one day. Her words that day had already shown such signs. Since it was her own fault, Zheng Xiuheng decided to bury it no matter what.
"Let's date!"
"Are you... mocking me? Or do you want to play with me?" Han Zhiyuan finally spoke, her expression was so sad and angry, she looked insulted, but her tone was much weaker.
Zheng Xiuheng shook his head and said softly, "In fact, you should learn to trust others. If you think I am mocking you, I have nothing to explain. But after spending some time with you, I believe you should understand that I am not the kind of person who will interfere in everything. If you don't like it, I can spend more time doing things that are more helpful to myself!"
"Didn't you say last time that it was because of the request from the PD and writer Li Zhimei? Was it my hallucination?"
Zheng Xiuheng's expression didn't change, and his eyes didn't waver: "Why do you think I like you?"
"I..." Han Zhiyuan couldn't find the words to refute this time.
Zheng Xiuheng smiled faintly, looking warm, and then said, "In fact, I was born with a congenital disease, and later I had multiple diseased organs inside my body. I started to have various problems when I was five years old, until later my multiple organs slowly failed. Because more than four organs failed, the mortality rate reached 90% to 100%. Death is just a matter of time. It's just that my disease is not a sudden acute failure. With constant treatment, my condition is relatively stable. But the doctor said that it is basically impossible for me to live beyond the age of 18, because in addition to this disease, I have many other problems!"
Han Zhiyuan looked at Zheng Xiuheng in astonishment, and her tears stopped again. At the same time, Zheng Xiuheng's words also shocked her: "You, you are lying, right?"
Zheng Xiuheng shook his head and said softly, "Because you are strong and responsible, I was attracted to you. Maybe it was because of my past life. Your story always reminded the relatives who took care of me. So when I went to your house that day, I was shocked because it was much more serious than I thought. So I felt very sorry at that time!"
"In fact, in this month, I went to your house to play the piano for Zhixiang during the day for nearly 20 days. If I said that it was because I liked you and wanted to help you at the beginning, it's not the case now. Because when I see that child, I always think of my past. In fact, I should have died, but I met a good doctor. Although it was painful, I survived in the end. Similarly, I think I can still do a lot for Zhixiang!"
"call!"
After a long breath, Zheng Xiuheng stood up with the notebook in his hand and looked at the dazed Han Zhiyuan and said softly: "I said this just to make you understand that from the beginning to the end I never had any thoughts of looking down on you or feeling sorry for you. That was a plot in a TV series, and this is reality. Just like PD Li and senior Zhimei wanted to help you, but they were worried about hurting your self-esteem, so they pretended to know nothing and just took care of you silently!"
"If you always regard other people's care and help as pity and charity, then there must be something wrong. What I can conclude is that it is not the world that is wrong, but you alone. In addition... I am not lying to you, I did dream about her. I fell asleep on that piano!"
Pushing the chair back under the table, Zheng Xiuheng turned and walked towards the door, while the colleagues who were watching outside had returned to their respective seats at the speed of wind.
Zheng Xiuheng was as irritable as ever. Ever since he entered Han Zhiyuan's world, he felt as if he had walked into a jungle full of thorns. This made Zheng Xiuheng suddenly miss the feeling of clarity of mind after he succeeded in his desperate plan to plot against Zheng Qilong.
Once people are bound by emotions, they will never be able to keep a calm mind.
"Senior ...are you really dreaming?"
Just after opening the door, Zheng Xiuheng heard the sound of sobbing behind him, and he finally felt .
Without looking back, Zheng Xiuheng just said softly: "Yes, she actually said one more thing!"
"Is... what is it?"
"She said that her sister fell in love with a senior in high school, but unfortunately she failed to confess her feelings. That big bear was far inferior to me!"
After saying that, Zheng Xiuheng walked out of the meeting room. Li Zhongmin and the other two who had been waiting nearby hurried over to greet him, and cries of grief were heard in the office.
Zheng Xiuheng nodded, Li Zhimei and Liu Meihui hurried in, and Li Zhongmin thought about it and followed Zheng Xiuheng back to his office. Then the two went to the rest area together. Zheng Xiuheng couldn't help but want to smoke a cigarette.
However, Han Zhiyuan's crying became more and more fierce. Li Zhimei and Liu Meihui were very panicked and could only sit beside her and gently stroke her back.
In fact, Zheng Xiuheng didn't know that he had kept the last sentence because he felt it was a bit self-boasting, so he didn't say it at first. But Zheng Xiuheng didn't know that everyone has special secrets, just like the topics and secrets about love in school days must never be shared with parents.
What Zheng Xiuheng just said was Han Zhiyuan’s most special secret during her student days, which she only shared with her sister!
Tears burst out at this moment, and I couldn't stop them no matter what I did...
At 2:30 in the morning, Zheng Xiuheng dragged his tired body back home. After turning on the ceiling light in the living room, he was suddenly stunned.
