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Lei Zhentian's operation lasted for five and a half hours. In the afternoon, he was pushed out of the operating room and advanced to the intensive care unit for observation.

Dr. Li informed that the operation was successful, but the craniotomy could not determine when the patient would wake up, and the next examination had to wait until the patient woke up.

The mother and son of the Lei family waited for another eight hours. The nurse found Lei Zhentian's eyelids trembling slightly during the rounds, showing signs of waking up.

Dr. Li came over to have a look, and said that Lei Zhentian is not in a coma but in a deep sleep, and he might wake up tomorrow morning.

Lao Lei's family of three rejoiced, Lei Meng and Lei Meng dragged Li Yuping to the hospital cafeteria forcibly, and Li Yuping, who had been refusing to eat or drink, was finally able to eat.

The heating was turned on in the cafeteria, and the sparse crowd each occupied a corner, eating quietly.

Lei Meng asked Lei Meng to support Li Yuping to find a seat to sit down, took off his down jacket and scarf, and went to the window to cook.

After collecting the money, the cafeteria aunt specially reheated the food before serving it: "It seems that your father's operation was quite successful!"

"Yes, yes, thanks for your kind words." Raymond quickly stood up and thanked him.

"Oh, this is your mother, right?" The cafeteria lady found Li Yuping sitting next to her, and sat down decisively, "You look about my age, don't you?"

Knowing that Lei Zhentian was fine, Li Yuping was in a good mood, regained her usual enthusiasm, and immediately chatted with the cafeteria aunt.

Lei Meng and Lei Meng were relieved and seized the time to eat the rice.

Halfway through the meal, Raymond's phone vibrated happily in his pocket. Raymond swallowed the food in his mouth and took out his phone to take a look.

[Short message] Song Sifan: I'm waiting for you.

Lei Meng regained his spirits and looked at the time displayed on the phone: 22:18.

...It's already this point, and Song Sifan hasn't left yet?

Lei Meng didn't care about the half of the food left, and stood up abruptly holding his mobile phone, almost knocking over the soup bowl on the table.

Li Yuping was taken aback by him: "Brat, what are you doing?"

Facing Li Yuping, Lei Meng was immediately intimidated.

"I...I..." He hesitated for a long time, Lei Meng closed his eyes and then blurted out: "The food in the cafeteria is not good, I'll go out and buy something else!"

After finishing speaking, he fled out of the cafeteria door as if flying with the skill of the cafeteria aunt's "thousand arrows shooting together".

After running to the parking lot, Raymond took out the car keys in his pocket and started the little button.

— just to have a look.

——Even if we don’t meet each other, just take a look from a distance.

— If I may... ask another question.

——then you can give up.

The weather was cold, and the small car warmed up very slowly. When the speed finally dropped below [-], Lei Meng looked up from the dashboard and was quite frightened.

Lei Meng stood in front of Xiao Kou Kou's car, his expressionless face was like a sculpture, and he didn't move at all.

Lei Meng honked the horn a few times, but Lei Meng remained indifferent.

Raymond had no choice but to get out of the car: "What's wrong?"

Lei Meng looked at him: "You...have already decided?"

Lei Meng smiled bitterly: "I just went to see off, and it's not that I won't come back."

Lei Meng looked at him fixedly: "Brother, do you still remember what you told me when you went to Zia for an interview?"

——It was a brand new dawn, the sun warmly revealed half of her face, and the girl in the morning light stood in place with her hands on the handlebars but did not close the car door immediately.She clenched the handle of the car tightly, lowered her head suddenly, leaned her upper body into the car, and asked in a low voice, "Brother... are you really not leaving this time?"

——How did you answer her back then?

——"Of course! You just have to rest assured! Even if your brother meets true love in the future and breaks up without leaving City B, I won't leave you alone!"

It's really... a prophecy.

Raymond lowered his eyes and stroked the handlebar nervously: "I will never forget..."

Lei Meng sighed, and hugged him with open arms: "No matter when you start, the important thing is not to give up lightly after you start. No matter when you end, the important thing is not to regret it after the end."

Lei Meng also reached out to hug her, pretending to be relaxed and said, "Are you talking about your own journey to stardom?"

Lei Meng thumped his back hard, and wrapped the things in his hand around his neck: "It's cold outside, mom told you not to forget the scarf."

Raymond touched the warm fabric, feeling like a big stone was pressed in his heart, he tried his best not to let something overflow: "Oh, I forgot."

Lei Meng took a step back, waved at him, turned around and ran into the ward building.

Watching her disappear, Lei Meng got into the small car again.There were very few cars in the middle of the night, and he drove all the way to 120 km/h on the highway.The cold wind was bitterly cold, but he opened the car window and allowed his cheeks to freeze until his eyes froze and he couldn't shed a single tear.

When we arrived at the airport, we found a parking space at random. After getting off the car, Lei Meng rushed to the airport hall.

He ran very fast, and he didn't have time to take care of the messed up scarf, and his mind was full of worries about what to do if he missed it.

The spacious airport hall was crowded with people waiting for the plane. Lei Meng searched around but didn't see Song Sifan. He slumped against the wall and gasped, disappointment spreading.

Maybe... already gone...

"Are you looking for me?"

A familiar voice came from behind, and Lei Meng turned his head suddenly. Song Sifan's eyes were burning, and his brown eyes looked at him with a smile.

The moment he saw him, Lei Meng's heart instantly settled down, and he put it back in place.But when Song Sifan really appeared in front of his eyes, Lei Meng's heart wavered restlessly. He turned his eyes away and pretended to say casually, "I happened to pass by, so I stopped by to take a look."

"Oh, passing by..." Song Sifan repeated his words meaningfully.

Raymond was a little distracted by him, and the initial anxiety gradually subsided.After calming down, he even felt a little regretful. On the way here, he was worried that he would not see anyone, and when he saw someone, he didn't know what to say...

After holding back for a long time, Lei Meng asked sullenly: "Why haven't you left yet? Didn't you mean the plane at ten o'clock?"

"Well, the plane is late. I can't leave even if I want to." Song Sifan replied cheerfully, "So I tried to send you a text message to see if you would come."

The result is self-evident, Lei Meng kept his mouth shut and continued to ask without being stupid.

——But what if it comes?

"I have a question to ask you." Lei Meng made up his mind, raised his head, and looked at Song Sifan steadfastly.

"what?"

"Do you still remember, the day you broke up with Li Keran, at the bar..."

Song Sifan turned his head slightly with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"

Lei Meng took a deep breath: "Is Li Keran really only worth a glass of wine in your heart?"

Song Sifan couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't know why Lei Meng asked this question, and he didn't know how to answer it.At this moment of parting, he thought that Raymond would stay, and then he could stay as a matter of course, or that Raymond would say something to express his heart, let him know his weight in the other party's heart.In the end, Raymond didn't say anything, but instead asked such an incoherent question.

Song Sifan stared at him, trying to find some clues from his face: "Why use wine to measure it?"

Lei Meng lowered his head, and from Song Sifan's perspective, he could only see a small swirl of hair on top of his head.The air was suddenly terribly sticky, and even speaking became an extremely strenuous task.Raymond tried several times, the words he wanted to say rolled on the tip of his tongue, but he was swallowed.

Song Sifan didn't rush him, but just stood there, looking at him intently.The air condensed into a solid, wrapped around the two people, even breathing became more cautious.

If only we could freeze this moment, Raymond thought.

What should I say...Since nothing can change the ending, should I just smile calmly and bless each other?

Raymond was thinking wildly, his mind was in a mess, his mouth was full of bitterness, and he couldn't even squeeze out a word of blessing.

With a long sigh, he whispered in a low voice: "Do I have a better way?"

His voice was so soft that Song Sifan couldn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Raymond didn't explain or repeat, just stood in the middle of the hall, like an abandoned stray dog, and like a drenched rat drenched by heavy rain.

—Is there a better way for me?Restrain myself not to compare with Li Keran...

—Is there a better way for me?I want to know my weight in your heart...

—Is there a better way for me?can keep you...

The black bodyguard on the side stepped forward and reminded in a low voice: "Sir, it's time to go."

"Yes, I got it." Song Sifan agreed, and stretched out his hand to straighten the scarf for Lei Meng.His fingers brushed lightly across Raymond's cheeks, and his voice was deliberately soft: "Don't worry, you are not..."

Lei Meng turned his face sideways, avoiding his fingers, Song Sifan paused, and continued to say in a calm tone: "You will get used to it soon. Zia will come to the new general manager, and you will continue to work on the project Management. Everything will be fine, nothing will change from what you were before."

Raymond held back the hot eyes: "Yes. It sounds better than before."

Song Sifan smiled and was about to say something when he was interrupted by the airport broadcast.

"Passengers who haven't boarded the plane, please pay attention, the plane from city B to city N in the United States is about to take off..."

The black bodyguard couldn't help urging again: "Sir?"

Song Sifan lowered his eyes, withdrew his hand, and said lightly: "Seeyou, Remon."

Lei Meng reluctantly pulled one corner of his mouth, waved his hand casually, and didn't look at him: "Goodbye."

Song Sifan declined the help of the black bodyguard, dragged his luggage into the ticket gate, and boarded the plane through the VIP passage. The stewardess respectfully took him to the first-class cabin.

Song Qiujiang was reading a financial newspaper, and raised his head to greet him: "Come and have something to eat, you have been waiting all day."

Song Sifan scanned the luxurious French dishes on the table: "Where is Ms. Lucia?"

"She has already returned by the morning plane." Song Qiujiang sighed and put down the newspaper. "In order to find you, the company has delayed a lot of things, so she has no time to accompany you to change the latest flight like me."

Song Sifan nodded, sat next to him, and looked out the plane window.

Song Qiujiang picked up the newspaper again, shook it, and made a "squeaky" sound: "Don't read it, haven't we finished saying goodbye?"

"Ah."

"What did you say?" Song Qiujiang asked with interest, "Looking at your face, it seems that you didn't get the answer you wanted."

"I told him to tell him to go back to his previous life."

"Hey, that's not what you said!" Song Qiujiang threw the newspaper and looked at him, "Since you want him to forget you, why are you waiting for him?"

Song Sifan shrugged, picked up the knife and fork and began to eat: "Always prepare for the worst. You can't let him hold on to hope and wait until the result of disappointment."

Song Qiujiang sized him up for a while, and his playful expression became serious: "What are you planning to do when you go back to the United States?"

Song Sifan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled ghostly: "Guess?"

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