Chapter 73 Give Him a Hug
Zheng Xiuheng was not sure what he was thinking, and he said to Mike, "This is my guess. I'm sorry if it's wrong, but I still want to say that no one wants to work after get off work, no one likes to drink until they have vomiting and diarrhea every day and still look at their boss and clients with a smile, and no one wants to work next to a cold machine late at night, or drive a car in a dark city looking for people like them..."
"I think at this time, everyone wants to be at home with their family, beautiful wife, handsome husband, loving parents, lovely children... But it is precisely because they have many precious things that they work hard until late at night or even until dawn. For them, this is not a burden, nor is it hard work, nor is it for the purpose of making money to live a gorgeous life!"
“It’s a responsibility!”
There are reasons for struggle and hard work, just like Zheng Xiuheng spent all his free time working in the past. Although he is not married and has no children, he has seen many uncles and aunts who disregard their health to make money, even a simple dishwashing job, sometimes they would work until midnight.
Zheng Xiuheng had no sympathy for the hard work of these uncles and aunts, because they were all doing it to make money and there was nothing special about it. However, on the occasional occasions when he saw their children asking for things as if it was a matter of course, and there was always an expression of impatience on their faces, or even a hint of rejection, Zheng Xiuheng would feel extremely angry.
He knew that the woman did nothing wrong. Love is a matter between two people, and conflicts are also conflicts between two people. What Yoo Hee-yeol said - "communication" - is actually not wrong, but Zheng Xiuheng couldn't help but want to say something. It was not just because he was dissatisfied, nor was it just from the man's perspective. He simply felt that if this woman could not step aside a little and care about her husband like a real wife, then they might face a real emotional crisis.
Seven seconds of silence would be a broadcast accident. At this moment, it had been just six seconds. Neither Yoo Hee-yeol nor the woman on the phone spoke. Lee Jong-min and others outside were also thinking about something.
Yeah, no one likes working at this time, everyone is the same.
Zheng Xiuheng was very sober at the moment. He changed his mood in six seconds and spoke in an extremely gentle DJ tone: "When you are helpless, you might as well create a life with an open mind; when you have a happy life, you might as well pay attention to those who need help. When you are sad, don't bear it alone, because you are not alone. Please cherish the good things in life!"
"I'm giving you a song called "What If She's An Angle". I hope your troubles can be solved today. My suggestion is, wait for him to come home and give him a hug!"
When Zheng Xiuheng recommended a song, Liu Xilie came back to his senses. His expression became a little gentle and he seemed to be thinking about something, but his hands moved very quickly. He started typing as soon as the song name came out, and four seconds after Zheng Xiuheng's voice came over, he had selected the song and played it.
Zheng Xiuheng also took off his glasses, rubbed his temples, leaned back in his chair, and thought firmly in his heart: "No matter what the future holds, we must remember why we are working hard!"
But at this moment, I feel really lonely.
"A man standing on the street
The sign in his hand indicated that he had lost his job.
You know him, you see him every morning
You never gave him a penny.
You roll up the curtains and look out the window
Guessing when the traffic light will flash green
But he never considered that the man had a few more dollars in his pocket.
How important will it be to him?
If he is an angel sent from heaven
Come and observe whether you will go out of your way to help others
Bro, can you pass this test?
You can spend your days as usual
You can erase his face from your mind.
But you know deep down that you can get his gift.
If he were an angel..."
In an electronics processing factory in Ulsan, a group of men are working on the production line, but their expressions at the moment seem very special, as if they are... laughing.
"Haha, that young man said it very well. This song is much better. Although I don't understand it, I think we should get together after get off work. We haven't gone out for dinner for a long time!" An uncle with a slightly bald head and wearing a blue work suit suddenly turned around and shouted loudly.
Opposite him, the man with a gray beard who looked to be in his fifties and wearing a hat also shouted, "Yes, how can we live in society without drinking? Although my wife doesn't allow me to drink, what does she know!"
"Haha, Uncle Li, I heard from my sister-in-law that every time you come back from drinking, you have to sleep at the door!" A young man not far away joked with a smile, causing laughter from those around him.
"You rascal, you deserve a beating, don't you? Be careful or I'll tell your mother that you work the night shift every day. She will definitely beat you to death, you little brat who doesn't study hard!"
"Haha, it doesn't matter. I'm a man now, so I have to work hard to support my family!"
"Well said, Xiao Linshi, a man should be responsible. Let's go drink with the uncles today. We are ready to go home and sleep at the door!"
At this time, a voice was broadcasted in many places in the workshop: "Come on guys, let's have a dinner after get off work. The section chief will treat us!"
The quiet workshop suddenly became noisy, the workers cheered, and on this cold snowy night, there was suddenly a sense of warmth.
When all struggles find a reason, then the effort becomes natural, but sometimes what people desire most is that little bit of understanding.
"A couple lives upstairs from you
Through the ceiling, you can hear the arguments going on
It seems that they are not very harmonious
You can sit in the comfort of your own home and turn up the volume on your TV.
Let the scolding fill the apartment
But the next day, looking at the marks of her injuries
Do you still have the courage to look into her eyes?
If she is an angel sent from heaven
Come and observe whether you will go out of your way to help others
Bro, can you pass this test?
You can spend your days as usual
You can erase her face from your mind.
But you know deep down that you can get her gift.
If she were an angel..."
The young lady in a black sweater hung up the phone and touched her eyes. She didn't know why she suddenly felt like crying. The scene of her husband vomiting on the toilet kept appearing in her mind. He even fell asleep in the bathroom several times, but she just closed the door and went back to her room angrily to sleep.
If my husband doesn't act like a husband, have I been a good wife?
"Bang!"
There was a heavy sound of door closing outside the house, and she knew her husband was back. What should she do now?
“Give him a hug!”
The man in a suit and carrying a briefcase reeked strongly of alcohol. He looked at the shaking room in front of him. It was empty, just like the weather outside.
"What a cold, snowy night!"
"Um!"
It felt like something was hugging him. He tried hard to open his eyes and looked at his wife who was holding him in her arms. Suddenly, his body became a little stiff.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Although his vision was a little shaking, he still asked this question instinctively, and the worry in his words could not be faked.
The young wife raised her head and looked at her husband who looked exhausted. She shook her head and looked at him with red eyes. After a moment, she hugged him tightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, my husband!"
"Um?"
The man didn't know what was going on, but at this moment his stiff body suddenly became warm. He was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hands and hugged his wife. For some reason, his nose felt a little sour, and this snowy night didn't seem so cold anymore.
It's all worth it. What does it matter even if a man dies from drinking himself to death?
"A little girl sat on her father's lap
The baseball cap on her head hides her pain
You can tune out like most people do.
But have you ever imagined what it would be like if you were that father?
Maybe she is an angel sent from heaven
Come and observe whether you will go out of your way to help others
Bro, can you pass this test?
You can spend your days as usual
You can erase her face from your mind.
But you know deep down that you can get her gift.
If she were an angel..."
Looking at Kim Taeyeon who was sitting up and making noises like crazy, Huang Miying was speechless, so she simply turned around and pulled the quilt to cover her head. No matter what she did, she would know the mistake of not sleeping well when she dozed off tomorrow.
"If he were an angel!"
"Should I just watch?"
Kim Taeyeon was thinking seriously about something. This was something she had been thinking about from the beginning. She had a very good impression of Zheng Xiuheng, but the purpose was not what Huang Miying said. Even if she invited him to be a teacher, she didn't just need his teaching.
I really want to hear his music again and see him playing the piano. If he could become my teacher... that should be possible.
"Senior is so powerful, why would you give up? There must be a reason!"
After listening to this episode, Kim Taeyeon had a lot of new understandings about Zheng Xiuheng, and at the same time she became more curious and had a strong impulse.
"I shouldn't just stand there and watch. I want to help Senior Zheng Shouheng!"
So... the girl made a great decision in her heart and was ready to put it into practice, and then... unable to bear the invasion of sleepiness, the girl fell into a deep sleep.
