Chapter 10 Trajectory 3
Listening to my father's choking words, I gently hugged him and comforted him: "Dad, life and death are determined by fate, don't be too sad. I am really grateful that you have been so good to me over the years, but it's a pity that I will not be able to honor you in the future."
My tears kept falling from my eyes, and my father hugged me back tightly. For a while, the only sound in the whole bedroom was the sad crying.
That night, we didn't sleep. I snuggled in my dad's arms and watched TV all night. It was just that we didn't seem to care what kind of drama was playing or what kind of story it was about.
Chen Qiaoluo called me at 8 o'clock in the morning and said, "Hello, Yun, I'm already outside your house, are you up yet?"
I let Chen Qiaoluo in, and my dad took him to the study. I didn't know what to say to him.
Aunt Shen put the breakfast on the table and called me to eat. I walked over and saw Aunt Shen's eyes were red. Although she went back to her room that night, I knew she just wanted to leave space for me and her daughter to be alone. She herself did not sleep well that night.
I reached out and held her hand, and my palm was wet.
Seeing me like this, she said sadly: "Yunhao, these days I really treat you as my own daughter. Now you are like this, not only your father is sad, but I am also very sad. You said you want to travel around in the remaining days, and your father and I don't want to stop you, but I hope you know that no matter whether it is me or your father, we really love you."
"Yeah, I know everything." I said with a sob.
These days, Aunt Shen has been even better to me than my mother. I am so lucky to be surrounded by such warmth.
Chen Qiaoluo looked a little serious when he came out of the study, and he smiled when he saw me.
After we finished breakfast, my dad drove us to the airport.
The mood of parting seemed to have infected everyone along the way, and no one spoke a word. Looking at the scenery outside the window that kept receding, a faint melancholy welled up in my heart.
After this departure, I actually didn’t know if I could come back, or if I could see this familiar city again. I was afraid that when I returned, it would be Chen Qiaoluo who brought my cold urn.
My first stop with Chen Qiaoluo was Shanghai. We went to the Oriental Pearl Tower, the Bund and Nanjing Road like an ordinary couple. Chen Qiaoluo set an alarm on his phone for the time I took my medicine, and he would help me prepare everything when the time came. I enjoyed his care, but I felt sad in my heart.
We didn't talk about the future, because now is the most important thing. But I began to get scared to imagine what he would become after I left this world, whether he would be completely broken.
Such speculation makes me feel terrified.
We walked all the way from July to September, when we arrived in Berlin. My stomach has become increasingly fragile in the past two months, and sometimes I would vomit out the medicine I took in the blink of an eye. I remember standing in front of the bathroom mirror two mornings ago, and I found that the person reflected in it no longer looked like me. Her face was extremely pale, and it seemed that would no longer see life.
At this moment, I began to feel truly scared.
I squatted on the ground and cried. I gritted my teeth to prevent myself from making any sound because I was afraid that Chen Qiaoluo would hear me. But he still knew it. When he rushed in and saw me like this, this 1.8-meter-tall boy actually cried like a child in front of me.
We hugged each other tightly in the small hotel bathroom, like two drowning fish.
I wanted to go home. When I told Chen Qiaoluo about this, he agreed. Time was running out, and I wanted to go back and see the people I loved.
I want to meet my dad and Aunt Shen.
I want to tell Tong Xiaotian to help me take good care of Gigi Lai.
I also want to see Xu Xuan, Aunt He Pei and Brother Xiao Hei.
By the way, I also want to give Guyu a last bouquet of flowers and tell him that I will see him again soon.
There were so many things I wanted to do that I couldn’t wait to get home.
The night before I left, Chen Qiaoluo took me to Berlin Cathedral. It was 6pm when we arrived, and evening prayers were going on inside the cathedral. Chen Qiaoluo and I stood outside and listened for a while, and some pigeons flapped their wings and flew into the sky.
I don’t know how long we stayed there. It was not until people started coming out that I took Chen Qiaoluo’s hand and said, “Let’s go back.”
Yes, it’s time to go back, back to our hometown.
On the way back to the hotel, we walked hand in hand on the streets of this foreign country and had many new feelings.
When we heard the girl's scream, Chen Qiaoluo and I were passing by an alley. We looked at each other and rushed in.
There were no street lights in the alley, and the moonlight shone down, revealing a tall, burly black man holding a young girl hostage.
Seeing this, I shouted, "What are you doing!"
Seeing us, the man seemed frightened. After a moment of hesitation, he grabbed the girl's neck and said to us: "Don't come close!"
I saw that the girl's face had turned purple from being strangled by him, and I said to Chen Qiaoluo anxiously, "This is not a solution. The girl is almost strangled to death."
"Could you please calm down?" I said, slowly moving two steps towards Chen Qiaoluo.
In fact, the distance between this man and us was not far, just a few steps away. He seemed to be too nervous, he did not notice our movements, and even his legs were shaking constantly.
Seeing him like this, I concluded that this was probably the first time he did such a thing, so I winked at Chen Qiaoluo.
He seemed to understand my intention and rushed over when the man was not prepared. Chen Qiaoluo kicked the man's thigh, and the man let go of the girl in pain. Seeing this, Chen Qiaoluo quickly rushed up and wrestled with him.
I glanced at the stunned girl and anxiously shouted, "Speed up!"
My voice woke her up quickly, and she ran out of the alley as if she had just woken up from a dream.
Over there, Chen Qiaoluo had been fighting with the black man for a long time. Perhaps because Chen Qiaoluo had fought many times before, he was not at a disadvantage in this fight.
I watched anxiously, but suddenly I felt a pain in my stomach. These days, my stomachache always occurs anytime and anywhere. I bit my lips tightly in pain and didn't make a sound. I was afraid that if I shouted, Chen Qiaoluo would be distracted.
Over there, the two of them were still fighting fiercely, while over here I was curled up on the ground in pain.
Cold sweat kept coming out of my forehead, and I covered my stomach, feeling the pain. Just when I thought I was about to faint, Chen Qiaoluo's voice came over, and then I was held in a warm embrace.
I tried to raise my head to look at him, only to see him rummaging through my bag in fear, muttering, "Yun, don't be afraid, it will be fine, it will be fine..."
In an instant, I couldn't hold back my tears any longer.
At this moment, the black man appeared behind him. He had a gleaming fruit knife in his hand and approached Chen Qiaoluo step by step.
I wanted to tell Chen Qiaoluo that it was dangerous, but before I could open my mouth, the black man had already attacked. I panicked and almost subconsciously pushed Chen Qiaoluo away.
The knife instantly pierced my body. I saw a bright red flower blooming on my chest, and I heard Chen Qiaoluo's screams in my ears.
I saw him push the black man away and run in front of me, and the man then woke up from a dream and ran away in panic.
Chen Qiaoluo's tears kept falling on my face, and he called my name over and over again.
I wanted to smile at him again, but I felt like I had lost all the strength in my body; I wanted to tell him not to cry, I wanted him to be strong, but I couldn't say a word.
I heard his voice was so grief-stricken, he said: "Yunhao, don't scare me, don't scare me. Didn't we agree to go back? We still have so many gifts to give away, how can you just leave me like this?"
Tears slowly flowed down from the corners of my eyes. I tried hard to reach out and hug him, but just raising my hand slightly seemed to take all my strength. I opened my extremely dry mouth and said, "A... Luo, I'm... sorry."
I'm sorry that I couldn't accompany you for a longer and farther journey.
I'm sorry that I did so many things that made you sad.
I'm sorry, you will lose me from now on.
My eyelids gradually became heavy, and I seemed to see Guyu smiling at me, while Chen Qiaoluo's voice became farther and farther away...
I think in this youth, I have at least tried my best to light up your life, but from now on there will never be a person like Zhu Yunhao in this world.
I suddenly remembered a sentence I read a long time ago, which said "I wish to turn into a piece of wind after I die, and forever be in your arms." Chen Qiaoluo, I'm sorry that I didn't leave anything for you, but please remember, every gust of wind that blows across your cheek in the future is me.
Chen Qiaoluo, I wish you a happy life from now on.
