Descent from an altitude of 10,000 meters [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 70 Burning

A week later, in the early morning, Cao Hui passed away, ultimately due to organ failure. She left three or four months earlier than the doctor expected, but Chen Jiayu was mentally prepared. Until the last moment, Chen Jiayu was still in the ward, lowering his head and holding her hand, watching her blood pressure getting lower and lower, her breathing getting slower and slower, her face turning sallow, and her physical signs approaching zero.

Death is a cool night, life is a painful day. * Ever since the day Cao Hui was diagnosed with advanced cancer and almost zero chance of cure, Chen Jiayu felt that he was adjusting. He got into this track early, day after day, so that when death came, he did not feel earth-shaking. pain. His pain was a long-lasting disease, burning persistently for many days and nights before this. He was used to this kind of pain and suffering.

Two nights ago, Cao Hui seemed to have had a comeback. She was suddenly very energetic and pulled Chen Jiayu to talk about things from childhood to the present. Chen Jiayu suddenly felt something in his heart and told her with relief: Mom, I found the person I love. From now on, I will take him to see you and talk to you.

Cao Hui seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection with him at that moment. She didn't ask who it was, and she didn't want to see the photo. She just said: What you like is the best. I feel relieved.

Chen Jiayu would rather believe that she left with peace of mind. He would also rather believe that Cao Hui saw him, saw his current lover, and even knew and allowed everything he had with Liang Yinan when they were in college. She fully accepted him. He knew that this might be self-deception, but he could only persevere in directing and acting in this one-man show, because other than that, no other path could be taken.

The makeup artist came in to put makeup on Cao Hui for burial. Chen Jiayu and Chen Zheng finally left Cao Hui and stood waiting at the door of the morgue.

Chen Zheng looked at Chen Jiayu and suddenly said: "Tell you a story."

Then, he slowly said: "In 1985, I was in the third year of my career and I was still a co-pilot. I was on a mission from Beijing to Guangzhou. Because I was notified by the coordinator of the wrong time, I also arrived late, even later than the sign-in time. Ten minutes. The captain at the time was your Uncle Luo, and he was scolding me in the conference room for not having a sense of time. I have been flying for three years and have never been scolded like this, especially for such a trivial matter. Of course I couldn't swallow this. . Then, the flight crew came into the conference room to have a meeting with us, and your mother was the first to go. I forgot about being scolded.

"In the past few weeks, as soon as I closed my eyes, it was the moment she opened the door and walked in. At that time, my thoughts were very simple, that is, I want to take this person home, and I want to marry her."

At this point, Chen Zheng also choked up. His stubbornness and self-esteem made him look away. He didn't want Chen Jiayu to see his eyes. But he didn't stop talking: "Now...I think about that time again and again. In this life, have I delayed her?"

Chen Jiayu has never seen Chen Zheng choke with sadness because of anything since he was a child. He suddenly realized that Chen Zheng was neither a fool nor dull. In the last few years, he must have realized that there was no love between Cao Hui and him. This is the truth, but the truth is so ugly that Chen Jiayu dare not reveal it in front of him.

In the end, Chen Jiayu chose a white lie: "No delay, Dad. Mom...has always had you in my heart." He raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then it fell on Chen Zheng's shoulder.