I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

　　The expressions of the old man in these photos have changed a bit.

　　 One of the two elders smiled happily. Starting

　　 There is another one, with tears in their eyes, but when facing the camera, they habitually squeeze out a smile that is uglier than crying.

　　Chen Feng put down the picture, and he remembered the few lines of description in the fact sheet.

　　 On September 15, 1998, the Sichuan-Shu Military Region that successfully completed the flood relief task... Company commander Comrade Chen Feng and health worker Comrade Liang Yun encountered a landslide on the way back to their hometown and unfortunately sacrificed.

　　 Since joining the army, the two comrades... are now regarded as martyrs and are awarded second-class merit...

　　 In 2007, Chen Feng's grandmother Zhou Xianxiu died at the age of 65.

　　Chen Feng's grandfather Chen Mo is still alive. He lives alone in the county town of Chuanshu. He is eighty-one years old this year.

　　 recalled that Chen Feng's hand shook unconsciously.

　　 He turned hard and looked away.

　　Lu Wei did not disturb him.

　　 After a long time, Chen Feng put the material back in the file bag, "Thank you."

　　 "No need to thank you."

　　 "Checking this matter is a waste of time, right?"

　　Lu Wei: "Well, okay, I don't know the specific details. The suspect has also been caught. Do you want to talk to her?"

　　Chen Feng thought for a while, "Forget it, it's all gone."

"I've been curious before, I actually understand your past. You are clearly not a soldier, but you are now giving me a strong military atmosphere, not the kind of recruits who have never been on the battlefield. And your temperament has always been It's getting stronger and stronger. I used to think it might be an illusion, but now I know it. This is born."

Chen Feng nodded: "Maybe. My adoptive father is also named Chen. He named me Chen Feng. My dad is also named Chen Feng. Maybe... It is really a destiny in the midst of life. Dang. I won't embarrass him."

　　 "Save it, you can't join the army now. You won't agree if you want to go. You still continue to write your songs and do research."

　　Chen Feng: "I will talk about it later."

　　Chen Feng remembered that when he went to the future two times before, Ping Chen Feng's origin was all from Shuzhou.

　　 At that time he was still a little puzzled. He was obviously not a Shudi, how old is he and he can't get through this place.

　　 Now he understands, from the beginning, fate is hinting to himself.

　　Lu Wei nodded and looked at him up and down, unconsciously with emotion: "It's incredible, you are too angry today."

　　Chen Feng smiled, "It's not completely born, I still have to practice. I spent a lot of human life to practice it."

　　 "Take it to you! When I haven't seen your file or what?"

　　 "Really, why don't you believe me when I'm honest?"

　　Lu Wei couldn't help crying, "Say, how many lives?"

　　Chen Feng pretended to think seriously, "There must be hundreds of billions."

　　 This time Lu Wei's white eyes had to be turned over to Heavenly Spirit.

　　 No way to take him, Lu Wei said helplessly: "Why are you driving again?"

　　Chen Feng: "I..."

　　Don't dare to say that, he began to get his head drunk quickly, and at the same time he took out his mobile phone to call Meng Xiaozhou, and Meng Xiaozhou immediately booked him a ticket to Sichuan.

　　 "I can't eat with you slowly today, I'm sorry, I went to Shuzhou to see my grandpa earlier."

　　Lu Wei: "Then?"

　　 "Then I will buy a suite over there, and then buy a private jet. I will come to Hanzhou afterwards."

　　Lu Wei was shocked, "His..."

　　 "One day is a day, I was lost. The old man has been sad for twenty-one years. I want to make him happier."

　　 However, everything is Chen Feng's beautiful vision, which cannot be realized after all.

　　 Destiny has never been perfect, and it is full of such shortcomings.

　　When he arrived in the county town of Chuanshu and went straight to the district where Chen Mo lived, he knew that Chen Mo had entered the county hospital ward again this morning.

　　Chen Feng quickly turned around and headed straight to the hospital.

　　 arrived at the inpatient building, others said it was on the fifth floor, but the elevator had just reached the third floor at this moment, Chen Feng turned his head and rushed into the stairs.

　　When he arrived at the door of the ward, he saw that the doctor and nurse had stood outside.

　　 He did not dare to ask, the content of these people's conversation has already told him the answer.

Doctor 　　: "He wouldn't let me accompany me and said he wanted to be alone. The elderly are really not good this time."

　　 Nurse rubbed his eyes, "Ah."

　　 Another nurse also had red eyes. "Actually, I thought Grandpa Chen was no longer there last year, but I didn't expect him to stand up."

　　 "He said he had to wait for his grandson to come back, he didn't want to leave."

　　 "It's been 21 years, how can I wait for it."

　　 "When people lose, they are only three years old, don't remember."

　　 "It should be twenty-four years old now. If you can find it back, you should have returned."

　　 "You guys say where is Grandpa Chen's grandson now? I helped him repost his circle of friends before, it's useless."

　　 "Who knows. I also made a profit, and went online to help him register."

"Ugh."

　　 "Mr. Liu, what did Grandpa Chen just say?"

Dr. 　　: "He said he was still not reconciled, but he also knew that there was no way to do it this time, but it was a bit regretful."

　　Medical doctors and nurses are much more aware of birth and death, and usually do not have too many psychological fluctuations.

　　The story of Mr. Chen Mo is well known in the hospital.

　　Started about five or six years ago, the old man who was getting worse became a frequent visitor to the hospital.

　　Many times the doctors thought he could not support it, and the martyrs’ welfare home and funeral home were preparing for the aftermath. As a result, he always regained his energy and miraculously regained his energy.

　　 He can stick to the present, all by one breath.

　　 He always said that there were not many people in his family and no relatives.

　　If he left, the baby would find it in the future, and he couldn't see anything, how sad?

　　 My old Chen was also an iron man who had carried a gun, and the guns were not afraid of rain. I said that if I didn’t die, I wouldn’t die.

　　 Black and white impermanence are afraid of me.

　　Everyone hopes that this stubborn old man can dream come true.

　　 But after all, time is the most ruthless blunt knife in the world, no one can rival.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　 Supported by the strong old man year after year, stepping into the ghost gate again and again and again and again and breaking free, there will always be a day when I have to lose.

　　 His hopes for what he wanted to do became increasingly slim.

　　 Now he is finally forced to give up.

　　Chen Feng swallowed and asked, "Is Chen Mo inside? What's the situation?"

　　 The doctor gave him a slightly surprised look, "Are you...?"

　　 "I am his grandson, Chen Feng."

　　 Everyone: "What!"

　　Thirty seconds later, Chen Feng appeared in front of the hospital bed.

　　The old man didn't know that he had come in, only lying softly on the bed that was half shaken.

　　The cupboard next to the bed is filled with apples that have been oxidized and blackened for some time.

　　 There is also a bowl next to it, where the old man eats the remaining rice **** when he wakes up in the morning.

　　 This is his habit for many years, but unfortunately this time I can't finish it.

　　 The old man put his hands on his chest, interlocking his fingers, slightly tilting his head, and his cloudy eyes looked out the window.

　　 The sun was just outside the window, shining on the elm tree.

　　 The breeze was blowing, and the branches wobbled slightly.

　　Compared to twenty years ago, the old man's face at this time had a lot of furrow-like wrinkles.

　　 His expression was plain, but his teeth were biting tightly.

　　 He was breathing hard, but his breathing continued to weaken.

The frequency of the beating on the heartbeat monitor next to 　　 is slowing down a little bit, but as he lifts his chest every time he breathes hard, it will be slightly faster.

　　 said that he just wanted to be alone, and was ready to calmly face the dead old man, still refused to give up.

　　Chen Feng slowly leaned in and carefully cried out carefully, "Grandpa, I'm back."

　　 The old man shook his head suddenly.

　　 He looked at Chen Feng blankly.

　　 The turbidity in his eyes dissipated quickly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

　　 Unspeakable smile bloomed on his wrinkled, black spotted face.

　　 He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but there was a whining sound in his mouth, which seemed to have thick sputum.

　　 He seems to be speechless.

　　 He raised his right hand violently, reaching towards Chen Feng's face.

　　 The rough touch fell on Chen Feng's face like a knife, but he couldn't avoid it.

　　Chen Feng has a lot of words in his heart, but he can't say anything.

　　 "Ho ho! ho! cough! pooh!"

　　 The old man suddenly sat up straight, and then spitting out the side, he looked back at Chen Feng again.

　　 finally made a sound in his throat.

　　 He sounded like Hong Zhong, and he laughed like blooming blooms.

　　 "Ha! Hahaha! You are back!"

　　 "Well, I'm back."

　　 The old man stared at him with wide eyes, "No lie to me, they didn't find someone to pretend to be you, you and your dad looked like they were printed out."

　　The old man said, scraping on Chen Feng's face with his hand.

　　 "What is your name now?"

　　 "Chen Feng."

　　 "Return to Chen?"

"Ok."

　　 "Hahahahaha!"

　　 The old man laughed wildly, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, but two unstoppable tears burst into his eyes.

　　 He quickly raised his left hand and rubbed his eyes desperately. "It's impossible, this broken thing is blocking your eyes. I can't see you anymore. I have to look at it more."

　　Chen Feng sat down next to him, "It's okay, I'm rich now, and I can cure it. Grandpa, you get better soon, look back and let you see enough."

　　The old man shook his head again, "No need, it's enough. I understand my own business, I won't go anymore, Lord Yan will have to pick a pick. It's okay, anyway, my life is enough."

　　Chen Feng didn't answer this.

　　The old man asked again: "Are you married? Do you have a baby?"

"not yet."

　　 "Are there any objects?"

"Have."

　　 "Then you have to work harder!"

　　 "Hmm."

　　 The old man gradually became more excited, and then said aloud: "Hey, I asked what these are doing, anyway, you come back, I can have an account with the Chen family and your parents after I go down."

　　Chen Feng wants to say that you haven't arrived yet, but it doesn't make sense to say such words at this time.

　　The old man touched his face again, "Doll, you have worked hard. Have you suffered a lot?"

　　Chen Feng: "It's okay..."

　　 "Grandpa is sorry for you, you shouldn't give you to the grandson, or you won't lose it."

　　 "It's okay. Am I not coming back now."

　　Old man: "Well, it's not too late to come back, just right."

　　After saying this sentence, the old man lay down softly and suddenly, even the hand scratching Chen Feng's face was unable to drop.

　　Chen Feng bit his lips tightly and pinched his hand.

He spoke slowly and feebly, but he still taught people, "Cry what to cry! The man's big husband, bleeding and not crying! Lin has said that life and death are regular, no one can escape. I am not afraid of death, I am afraid of death. Meaning. Do you think I am not happy now?"

　　 "But you cry first."

　　 "I'm almost dying, what's wrong with crying? You're different, you are still a lifetime."

"Ok."

　　Old man: "Chen Feng."

　　 "In."

　　 "Actually, I shouldn't have preached to you as soon as I met. But when I was a kid, I hadn't had time to teach you how to be a human being, so I lost it first. I'm afraid it will be too late to talk again."

　　Chen Feng: "Grandpa, you say, I listen."

"Remember, don’t disappoint people who are good to you, and do things with conscience. Don’t hate your own life. Some things are doomed. Look at me and wait for you for twenty years. I will be fully satisfied in a few minutes. Now."

"Ok."

　　 "Your dad is a good man, and your mother is also a good man. They did what they should do. Don't blame them for not growing up."

　　 "No strange."

"You are a good man now. My old Chen family only produces iron man. I can see that there is something in your heart, something big, but it can hold up. In the future, no matter what you encounter, you think Miss me this sentence."

　　The old man raised his hand again and hung it on Chen Feng's neck, "I'm leaving."

　　Chen Feng couldn't answer.

　　 "But you don't have to be sad, I don't regret it at all. That's all I have to tell you in my life. Everything else is nonsense, it doesn't matter if you don't hear it."

　　Chen Feng: "Uh."

　　Old man: "It's really gone."

　　Hand dropped.

　　The heartbeat monitor sounded continuously, which seemed extremely harsh.

　　Chen Feng sat in the chair for a long time.

　　Grandpa is exactly the best he imagines.

　　 But the time spent is too short and too short.

　　 is so short that he didn't react, and he has lost this happiness.

　　 For a moment, he really wanted to rush out and ask the thief God why this is.

　　 What he has done wrong is subject to such punishment.

　　 But he reacted violently. In fact, there is no **** in the world.

　　If he had to say yes, he himself.

　　He remembered the old man's incredible heroism and chic~www.readwn.com~I don't know if the old man was afraid of being sad and pretended to be really hard.

　　 But this question will never get an answer.

　　Does the old Chen family only produce iron man?

　　Chen Feng looked at Chen Mo who had closed his eyes.

　　 He may have seen something in himself that others cannot see.

　　 Will I be able to hold...?

　　The doctors and nurses outside came in one after another.

　　Chen Feng stood up, took off his hat, looked back at everyone, bowed deeply, "Thank you."

　　 "Chen Feng!"

　　 Someone recognized him at a glance.

　　Chen Feng nodded, "It's me."

　　 Eight days later, Chen Feng quietly returned to Hanzhou.

　　He and Sichuan and his party did not notify anyone except Lu Wei.

　　In the past few days, the informed Lu Wei called him from time to time. It seemed that he wanted to ask him about the situation and just chat.

　　Chen Feng knew her purpose, about trying to enlighten herself.

　　 Actually, he personally feels that this is not necessary. With such a handsome grandfather, he can't feel sad even if he wants to be sad.

　　After his burial, he had planned to wait until May 26, when he came back to reality next time, and then returned to Hanzhou. He stayed here for a few more days, took a walk every day, it was just to relax and prepare for the operation.

　　 However, there was a slight change in Hanzhou. On May 22, he finally left.