Chapter 47 Chapter 47 He stretched out his hand: "Give me the documents..."

He stretched out his hand: "Just give me the documents. President Qiao said there's no need to go up ."

Qiao Xiaozhen took them out of her bag and handed them to him, then turned and left.

"Go home and pack your luggage. You can't go to Hangzhou. President Qiao has confiscated the train ticket."

There was no ID card, certificate, information, train ticket, bank card, anything, as if she was the one who got cheated in a divorce and was kicked out of the house.

"Tell him I won't keep pestering him."

She had no regrets.

Xia Qiang was of course happy to convey this message, but Qiao Yihua didn't react much.

Sitting alone in the office, he opened the paper and looked at the instructions she had written, all the signatures on the documents. Her handwriting was very neat, unlike his flamboyant style.

"Qiao Xiaozhen. "

When they first met, he asked her what her name was, and she timidly said, Xiaozhen. She

refused to tell him anything else.

She hated a person for a long time, and she would only tell him a lot of things a few years later. Until now, she refused to return to her hometown and would not forgive the relatives who bullied her father.

What about herself?

He had felt such strong dependence and trust, and his eyes of love, admiration and respect would not be concealed at all.

Her passionate emotions were almost gone in the reluctant lust of the past few years.

He was still unwilling. Why was he still unwilling to do something he had made up his mind to do now? What could he not bear? Was it waking up from a dream with nothing, or was it because he had watched his parents' cold and polite married life since he was a child, and would especially pursue this kind of excitement. He had no scruples about saying many colloquial and sensitive intimate words to her, and would boldly say what position he wanted to kiss and where he wanted to kiss, enjoying this kind of overly intimate relationship communication, Don't care about your image and positioning.

Just want to have something you can't get, and want it more if you

can't get it. You will even keep imagining what she looks like when she takes the initiative, and then become crazy. When Qiao Xiaozhen went to the hospital for an abortion, the doctor asked for an ID card or a consent form from her partner, which she couldn't have. She couldn't

get an ID card.

"Why do I need the other party's consent? I don't want him to know."

Seeing that she looked unhappy, the doctor asked tentatively: "Don't worry, we doctors have professional ethics. Were you forced or don't know who the father of the child is?"

The doctor said very tactfully, asking if it was caused by rape.

She didn't want to answer this question.

"If it was really forced, you can call the police, and the public security bureau will show a certificate."

Finally, she asked her parents again, but there was nothing.

Regular large hospitals have very strict requirements for this kind of operation, and Qiao Xiaozhen had no choice. Walking out of the hospital, she saw a poster advertisement nearby.

It was a private hospital, not a small clinic, with a decent scale and complete qualifications. After all, it was in a big city.

After she tried to ask, she found that no documents or identities were needed, just a color ultrasound, and the operation could be performed in two days.

"It's almost the Spring Festival, is it okay?"

The doctor spoke quickly: "Yes, no problem, we don't rest during the Spring Festival. Many people from other places come here for the surgery. It is safe and harmless and will not affect future pregnancy. You can also get a discount of 100 yuan for an IUD. "

Xiaozhen paid a deposit of 500 yuan to get a number. She will come to the hospital for observation the day after tomorrow. She can have an abortion the day after tomorrow at the latest.

She has studied biology and read the materials. How can a living child disappear from a woman's body? The whole way home was filled with fear.

When she got home, she quickly went upstairs, locked the door, and lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face. She didn't know why she had come to this point. It seemed that there was no possibility of turning back. She really wanted to hate that man. She hated him so much that she had never met him. She hated him so much that she could feel his hands harassing her when she closed her eyes.

With nowhere to vent her suppressed sadness and pain, she tore the cord and smashed the lamp on the table to the ground. The cosmetics on the dressing table next to her were thrown all over the place, and all kinds of jewelry in the drawer fell to the ground.

She finally realized that she was not a rich lady. She had lived in an illusory dream for so many years, and she was so embarrassed and miserable when she woke up.

She lay on the floor sobbing. The world was still noisy, and no one was there. After crying and making a

fuss enough, she sat up and cleaned up little by little, put everything in order, and wiped it.

But the desk lamp was broken and could not illuminate. It was so expensive that it could not be used.

She felt sleepy at five in the morning and woke up at seven. She

washed her face and put on a little makeup.

She went downstairs without listening to Wu Ma and others to greet her. She made a bowl of rice noodles. There was only a little scallion fried with sesame oil in it, and nothing else.

In fact, her eating habits had changed a long time ago and became weird.

The next day, it was the same. She cooked rice noodles and made the same method. This time she wore a red coat and a pink sweater. She thought about it. This time was a rebirth. After the abortion, she went to eat a very spicy hot pot.

When she went out, she met Qiao Yihua coming home. He said that he was going to Beijing today and would come back after the seventh day of the New Year.

Xiaozhen put her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker and said lightly, "The festival I hate most is the Spring Festival. Every time I have to be separated from you for a long time. Every day I look forward to you knocking on the door and coming home in advance so that I am not alone. "

She was talking in her sleep, when she was a child, many years ago.

"If you don't want me to leave, I won't go back this Spring Festival."

Xiaozhen looked ahead dimly, "No, no, go ahead, I don't want to see you, and I don't want you to see me."

Qiao Yihua took off her gloves and reached out to wipe off her black eyeliner that was covered with tears. These days, she always felt as fragile as a shattered transparent glass flower.

"What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?"

"No, why don't you go and accompany your girlfriend?"

Qiao Yihua had long forgotten this casual fabrication.

Xiaozhen took out a photo, no, it should be half of it. It was originally a group photo, when Qiao Yihua was smiling and hugging her in a red dress during the annual party singing. They were both very young at that time. She tore off her half, and the remaining half was him.

Qiao Yihua took it and stared at the man in front of him, "Does it have to be like this?"

Xiaozhen said, "I didn't mean to do it. I just felt sad when I saw it, so I tore it open."

Qiao Yihua: "Why are you so stubborn? "

Xiaozhen said softly, "You go see your mother. I want to go out for a walk."

"There are not many people on the street. Where can I go?"

"No! No! I'll go by myself."

Qiao Xiaozhen interrupted him. She did not look back when she walked out of the house. She could not get rid of the depression and discomfort in her heart.

Even on the hospital bed, she felt that her body was rolling and she was in terrible pain.

The nurse did a routine electrocardiogram before the abortion. She was extremely nervous. The nurse kept asking her to relax, but she couldn't relax.

Finally, the attending doctor walked to the bed and said like coaxing a child, "Relax, relax, it's okay, you will be given anesthesia in a while, and you can't eat or move." Maybe he was forced to ask, "Where are your family members?"

She kept shaking her head with a pale face.

"From out of town?"

She nodded gently.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a minor operation. You scheduled it for tomorrow, right? If you're a little bit pregnant, you can schedule it for today. Can you hear me clearly?"

Qiao Xiaozhen said "hmm".

"Rest in the hospital for three days after the operation. You can't go out at home after you are discharged from the hospital. It's just like confinement. Did you hear me clearly?"

Xiaozhen felt that her mind was blank and she kept crying.

The doctor had no choice but to help her up: "Why don't you take a walk and take a look first, relax. This operation is not a small one. Walk around and come to my office after you think about it. We can do it as soon as possible."

"Okay." She said weakly.

Qiao Xiaozhen went downstairs. There was a public telephone booth in the hospital. Her hands were shaking a little and she dialed the phone. She really wanted someone to know about this and give her a little attention or a little comfort.

The phone beeped and hung up quickly. Xiaozhen knew that the person she shouldn't tell the most was him. Hatred occupied her whole heart. She really hated him so much.

Walking back to the hospital, there were two or three people queuing in the corridor. Qiao Xiaozhen sat on a bench and waited silently.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew, and someone called her name in a trance.

"Xiaozhen, Xiaozhen?"

Xiaozhen woke up and opened her eyes to face a face, a very young and handsome face.

Qiao Yihua, who was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and looked to be in his twenties, fanned her with a folding fan.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it was a home near the shanty town. The cicadas outside were very harsh, the leaves outside the window were green, and the folded quilt under the window showed traces of pillows. The electric fans above and beside her were no longer turning. Her forehead was full of sweat and her face was red. The desk was full of homework and exercise books.

This was the scene of her most beautiful memories.

Her eyes were red: "Brother, you... why are you here?"

Qiao Yihua's voice was very far away, she couldn't hear it clearly. In a trance, he was saying that there was a power outage at home, and then there was a noise of clattering.

In her dream, she kept crying and kept reaching out to hold him. The scene in the room was blurred in tears, and gradually became clear again, and she could see his face again.

Xiaozhen looked at the person who fanned her silently, so gentle! He said with a smile: "Why are you looking at me? Are you still writing?"

She felt so uncomfortable. The scene was so real. Was everything that happened later a dream, and this moment was real?

The wind from the folding fan was very cool, very cool, passing through her cheeks and neck. She

was suddenly awakened by the cold wind. The cleaning lady opened the door of the corridor and a gust of wind blew in from outside. She sat on the stool in the hospital, her face full of tears.

They had been through so much, were they enemies? What could have made them never see each other again for the rest of their lives?

She thought, she should tell him.

Even if he was not the father of the child, he was the brother she had called for almost ten years.

Xiaozhen apologized to the doctor and canceled the operation temporarily.

It was already night when she returned home. Qiao Yihua did not return to Beijing. He called at the door and hung up the phone when he saw her come back. She

looked so weak that she looked like she had escaped from a pile of corpses. Her lips were white, just like a living dead.

Qiao Yihua walked over and hugged her in his arms.

They had lived together for so long, how could he not see her condition and sadness these days.

He hugged her tightly, wiped her tears with his thumb, and asked softly: "Do you want me to carry you back?"

She buried her head in his chest and shook her head.

He said to himself: "Where can you go like this?"

Qiao Yihua was thinking whether she would have a terminal illness, and thought about going to the hospital for a physical examination after the New Year.

At night, he tried to persuade her by her bedside that her mother was sick and needed to go back early.

Xiaozhen was like a stubborn child, biting her lip and shaking her head, refusing to let him leave.

The flight was changed from afternoon to early morning, and then to morning, and she didn't sleep all night.

Xiaozhen woke up as soon as he moved, and then shed tears silently.

Qiao Yihua: "I'll come back early."