My Healing Games

Chapter 602 Let's go, let's move forward, let's go to farther places.

Rain began to fall inside the plastic surgery hospital, the light spots and blood droplets mixing together, washing over the distorted building.

The wife, who had always been gentle and tolerant, stood in the rain, her body covered with marks from the chains.

"I saw his face. He was the one who stopped Fu Yi when he was about to drag me into the abyss."

"Haven't you noticed? From a certain day onwards, Fu Yi seems to have become a completely different person."

The wife looked at Li Guo'er, who was still trying to piece the body back together, her gaze filled with sorrow and pain.

“It was Fu Yi who used his position to get close to you, hurt you recklessly, and then walked away when you were falling in love. It was he who rushed over to save you that afternoon when he saw the car out of control, disregarding his own safety.”

The voice gradually grew louder, and the wife pointed to the youngest female netizen.

"The one who used sweet words to deceive you, broke all promises and abandoned you after getting everything. The one who carried you to the hospital on a rainy midnight when you were feverish and unconscious, and sat by your bedside to take care of you until your condition improved, was him."

The wife seemed to want to say everything on her mind, and she looked at Fu Yi's mother again.

“I know you’ve had a tough time. Fu Yi abandoned his wife and children, leaving you to bear all this suffering alone. But it was Fu Yi who shirked responsibility and fled like a rat. He was the one who dared to rush forward and snatch your daughter’s photo even when surrounded by hundreds of people. He lost his job and his reputation, but he didn’t care. At that time, his biggest worry was still your daughter’s illness!”

Every word was written with tears of blood, and the wife's gaze swept over Teacher Liu.

“I know about what happened between you and Fu Yi, and I’ve seen your chat history. Every time Fu Yi contacts you, he says I’m the worst wife, that I don’t get love at home, and then he does everything he can to slander me and the children, just to get your sympathy and make you soften your heart.”

"Your father was slandered before, and Fu Yi never cared about the truth. He just assured you that he would never become like your father. But this man lying here now never believed the rumors. He personally investigated for you and dug up the truth that had been buried for more than ten years, restoring your father's innocence!"

The wife's voice grew louder and louder, as if she wanted to say everything on her mind.

“Fu Sheng’s mother, you should be the person who understands Fu Yi the most besides me.”

"It was Fu Yi who cheated on you with women everywhere, it was Fu Yi who beat Fu Sheng to maintain his so-called fatherly authority, and it was Fu Yi who completely cut off Fu Sheng's contact with the outside world and isolated himself."

"He never fulfilled his duties as a father and husband, and he has destroyed this family!"

"When I had given up on everything and could no longer bear it, someone appeared. He was completely different from Fu Yi and tried his best to piece our broken home back together."

“He never brought his bad mood home. He was gentle and respectful to the children, but not spoiling them. He would put on an apron and cook delicious meals for them. He was willing to lower his head and play all sorts of childish games with Fu Tian. But when Fu Sheng was bullied by local thugs, he rushed over without thinking. In order to get Fu Sheng back to school and to prevent that child from being bullied again, he argued with the teacher and even beat up the principal who was taking sides. The teacher surnamed Liu knew about these things.”

"He was the one who guided your child out of despair, he was the one who saved you a second before the car accident, he was the one who carried you to the hospital, he was the one who helped your father overturn the verdict, and he was the one who lost his job and endured thousands of people pointing fingers and insulting him just to save your daughter."

The wife was enveloped in hatred. Her gaze swept over one hateful face after another, finally settling on Han Fei's corpse.

"The person who gave me that glimmer of hope was still him."

After saying all that she had to say, the wife stood there, her hatred unable to stop the rain from falling.

The specks of light from prayer and the beads of mutated blood fell onto her outer garment, but she seemed completely oblivious to them.

Zhao Qian sighed softly, wanting to offer her wife some words of comfort, but she found herself unable to.

She placed her hand on Han Fei's corpse's shoulder, leaving behind all her hatred and love, before turning and leaving.

Love and Zhao Qian left the alienated hospital; they may never return.

Each person left all their hatred and love in Han Fei's corpse, and among the crowd, only Zhuang Wen kept her lips tightly pressed together.

The building manager is dead; his body is in pieces...

Seeing that everyone else had poured their hatred into Han Fei's corpse, Zhuang Wen grabbed the faceless woman who was about to lose her soul and left her hatred in the corpse. Then she manipulated the hatred to try to repair Han Fei's corpse.

There's no way to bring the person back; the best outcome would be to bring back a complete body.

After much hesitation, Zhuang Wen finally made a decision. Just as she was about to speak to her wife, Li Guo'er suddenly said, "Can I take him away?"

Zhuang Wen's blood-red pupils suddenly contracted. Was someone really going to steal this?

Seeing his wife so distraught and seemingly indifferent to everything around her, Li Guo'er seemed to already know the answer.

She took off the broken glasses, her smile vanished, and bowed deeply to her wife: "I'm sorry."

Hate and love were poured into the corpse, and the women who had been surrounding the base of the statue left one after another.

Some of them let go of everything, some pretended to forget, some maintained a facade of strength, and some left behind all their hatred and love, yet could not forget those few brief moments.

As one hateful person after another left the alienated hospital, the building, drenched by the rain of prayers, seemed to begin to return to normal.

Alienation is clearly irreversible, but through people's prayers, the alienated architecture is gradually covered by ordinariness.

Pain and despair were veiled, and the cracks in the earth and the night sky slowly healed.

On the base of the statue, Han Fei's shattered body, entangled by hatred and love, slowly pieced itself back together.

His wife stood by Han Fei's side until the rain in the night sky stopped.

The hatred in her heart had dissipated and transformed into a special emotion: she wanted to help Han Fei rebuild his shattered heart.

Touching that shattered heart, the wife's tears streamed down her cheeks, and her long-cold heart felt a little warm again.

"I should take you home, but I know there are other people waiting for you."

Having dispelled all hatred and love, the wife placed Han Fei's heart back into her bosom.

She withdrew her hands, filled with reluctance, and looked up at Zhuang Wen: "Take him home."

Zhuang Wen never expected her wife to say such a thing. The black fire in her eyes flickered slightly, but she quickly realized that the hatred in the shrine's memory world had no black fire. Their hatred and love did not need the burning of black fire; they were already at their purest.

"You believe me?"

“You don’t belong here. When I was twisted by hatred, I remembered many things and many people.” The wife slowly turned around: “This is the best ending.”

She let go of all her love and hate, walked towards the hospital exit, and after taking a few steps, stopped.

His wife took a deep look at Han Fei's body and whispered to Zhuang Wen, "Take him home. Don't let the people who love him worry."

Tenfold hatred and love were branded onto Han Fei's corpse, and his body slowly became whole again.

As she walked out of the hospital, the wife didn't look back. She walked along the dark street, clutching her empty heart.

As she walked home step by step, she suddenly realized how big the city was, and how far it was to get home.

The heavy darkness of night slowly faded, and the light of the rising sun shone upon us.

Taking out her key, the wife opened the door as usual, changed her shoes, tied on an apron, and went into the kitchen.

She wanted to prepare breakfast for her family as she used to, but once her hands touched the kitchen utensils, she realized she couldn't pretend to be nonchalant at all.

Leaning against the cupboard, the wife slowly sat down in the corner of the kitchen, hugging her knees with both hands, afraid to cry too loudly for fear of waking the child.

The half-closed kitchen door was gently pushed open, and Fu Sheng, who hadn't slept all night, stood in the kitchen doorway. His father often didn't come home all night, but this time he felt inexplicably panicked and afraid.

Fu Sheng handed the tissue to his mother and squatted down beside her, not daring to ask the question.

After a long, long time, his wife finally raised her head again. Her red and swollen eyes looked at Fu Sheng and said, "Dad has gone to a very far place and may never be able to come home again."

Upon hearing his mother's words, Fu Sheng's mind seemed to pause for a second. He was somewhat dazed, as if his body was still unable to process the information and he was still living in the inertia of his daily life.

"Where was he last night?"

"That hospital, he called last time and said he absolutely wouldn't let you go to that hospital..." Before his wife could finish speaking, Fu Sheng ran out of the house.

He didn't know why he was running so desperately towards that place, as if by running harder and harder, he could keep his father from leaving.

His mind was blank; he should be doing something, as if he was chasing after something.

The alienated hospital appeared ordinary under the sunlight. To the hospital, this day seemed to be just one of countless days, so ordinary that no one remembered it.

Upon entering the hospital, Fu Sheng asked everyone he met about his father, knowing that his father was a caregiver there.

They asked aimlessly in the hospital, but no one gave them an answer.

He was eventually stopped by security guards while running, and just as he was about to be kicked out, a female doctor and her caregiver brother rushed over.

"Do you know which ward Fu Yi is in? He's a caregiver here, I want to see him!" Fu Sheng grabbed the male caregiver's arm, whose gaze was somewhat complicated: "You know where he is, right! Tell me!"

“He has already passed away.” The female doctor took out a crumpled diagnostic report: “He had this illness for a long time and kept putting it off.”

"Doctor, I just want to see him right now! Please let me see him!" Fu Sheng clutched the diagnosis report, his emotions growing increasingly agitated, and the security guards around him gathered again.

"Feel sorry."

Fu Sheng was pulled away by the security guard. The male caregiver kept comforting Fu Sheng and took him to see the place where Fu Yi used to work. Everything was still there, but that person did not come.

As the sun slowly rose, more and more people filled the hospital. Fu Sheng followed the caregiver like a walking corpse until he was finally swept away by the crowd.

Clutching the diagnosis report that had been concealed until the very end, Fu Sheng sat on the hospital steps. He didn't know what he was thinking; he just sat there for a long time.

The sunlight cast a shadow on the window, and as the sun rose and set, the shadow on the window slowly changed.

I don't know why he got up later, but Fu Sheng took the diagnosis report and went downstairs.

He walked out of the hospital and onto the street.

Pedestrians came and went, and vehicles drove past him. Looking at this bustling city, Fu Sheng felt like a letter that had been thrown into a mailbox without an address, with no origin and no future.

"Fu Sheng!"

It sounded like someone in the crowd was calling his name, but he looked around for a long time and couldn't find the person.

Walking in the direction from which the sound came, Fu Sheng saw Fu Tian's mother walking anxiously towards him.

“Don’t go out alone anymore, I’m afraid I won’t be able to find you…” His wife’s expression had returned to normal, but her eyes were still a little red and swollen. She pulled Fu Sheng to her side.

"I'll let you know wherever I go in the future." Fu Sheng looked at Fu Tian's mother. He had never called the woman in front of him "Mom," but she never minded.

"Okay, I've prepared the food. Let's eat together." The wife and Fu Sheng walked through the bustling crowd and returned to the old neighborhood.

Opening the somewhat old security door, his wife brought out the food from the kitchen, and Fu Sheng quietly folded the diagnosis report and hid it in his pants pocket.

It's the same dining table, but one of the chairs is now empty.

Fu Sheng and his wife were eating with their heads down, but Fu Tian, ​​sitting in his chair, looked at his mother and then at his brother. He suddenly asked, holding his spoon, "Where's Dad? Hasn't he come back yet?"

“Dad went to work in another city and may not be back for a year or two. He works very hard for this family.” His wife’s tone was a little different from usual.

"Can I call my dad? I want him to come back as soon as possible. I also want to play hide-and-seek with him. I'm sure I'll find him this time!" Fu Tian smiled happily as he ate his meal with big mouthfuls.

“Dad’s job is confidential, so I can’t just call him.” Fu Sheng took his bowl and chopsticks and went into the kitchen. “I’m done eating.”

After washing the dishes, he returned to his room.

I closed the door, drew the curtains, and sat on the edge of the bed.

When his wife saw that Fu Sheng had locked the door, she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't speak.

Looking down at Fu Tian, ​​who hates carrots the most, Fu Tian didn't pick at his food this time. It seemed that he was looking for carrots to eat to make his mother happy.

"Don't you usually dislike eating carrots?"

“I’m not a child anymore. Only children are picky eaters.” Fu Tian finished his meal without wasting a single grain of rice. “Before Dad left home once, he told me that if he were to leave one day, I should protect Mom. He also said not to make you angry.”

Did he tell you that?

"Yes, Dad has told me a lot of things! He said you are the best wife in the world, and if you two quarrel, it must be his fault! He also said that my brother and I are destined to become great people who change the world! Mom, what is a great person?"

“Someone as capable as your father.” The wife turned her head and spoke after a long pause: “After you finish eating, hurry up and do your homework.”

"kindness!"

When Fu Tian returned to his small room, his wife began cleaning, constantly finding various chores to do and keeping herself busy.

Time flowed slowly, the sun rose and set, and then disappeared below the horizon.

The wife, exhausted from a long day, went into the bedroom. She lay on her side on the bed, facing the empty space beside the bed, staring at the floor as if thinking of someone.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a sudden knock on the bedroom door, and the wife sat up abruptly in bed. She ran over and opened the bedroom door.

Fu Tian, ​​dressed in his pajamas, stood at the bedroom door, wiping away tears for some unknown reason, as if he were having a dream.

"what happened?"

"I miss my dad, I can't sleep."

The wife bit her lip, said nothing more, and gently hugged Fu Tian.

Adults will tacitly avoid talking about or thinking about it, but children don't understand. They will see through the adults' tacit understanding and show all their sadness on their faces.

"How about Mommy tells you a story?"

His wife laid Fu Tian down on the bed and took out a storybook, telling him those beautiful fairy tales.

Time ticked by, never stopping because of anyone's departure.

The night passes, and a new day begins.

The wife got up early to cook breakfast as before, but she had to prepare one less portion of tableware and breakfast.

The door to the room was pushed open, and after the food was prepared, Fu Sheng also came out of the room.

He was wearing his brand-new school uniform and carrying his schoolbag, just like when he first stepped out of his room.

"I've put your lunchbox in there. Be careful when you eat."

"Okay." Fu Sheng picked up the lunchbox. "I'm going to school."

As Fu Sheng walked out of the old neighborhood, he opened his backpack and was about to put the lunchbox in when he suddenly noticed that the cat food he had bought for the stray cats was still there.

He clearly remembers the scene that day. His father was fired from the game company and went to find a new job. He unexpectedly ran into his father at the school gate and found that his father had gone to work as a caregiver at a plastic surgery hospital.

"I didn't want to remember anything about him before, but now I realize that I remember every little detail so clearly."

Holding the cat food that was about to expire, Fu Sheng didn't go to school; instead, he went to the bus stop.

When that familiar bus pulled into the station, he instinctively boarded it.

The early morning bus was packed with people: office workers, elderly people returning from their morning exercise, and students going to school.

Everyone was crowded together, swaying with the movement of the vehicle, and acquaintances would occasionally exchange a few words.

"I've got something amazing for you guys! This game officially launched at 5 AM this morning, and I've been waiting all night to finally get my hands on it! It's super exciting!"

"Isn't it just a dating simulation game?"

"Dating simulation? You need to put on headphones first. This game absolutely cannot be played aloud."

The bus passed one stop after another, and Fu Sheng, carrying his schoolbag, gazed at the scenery outside the window.

About half an hour later, he got off the car and came to a small park that was almost abandoned.

Walking along the overgrown road, Fu Sheng opened a can of cat food, but strangely, not a single stray cat came running over from the small park.

He walked forward carrying his schoolbag, when he suddenly saw what looked like a person sitting on a bench in the distance.

The untrimmed bushes obscured most of the man's body, and Fu Sheng unconsciously quickened his pace, leaping over the grass and running towards the park bench.

His heart was pounding faster and faster, and he practically rushed over.

For some reason, filled with anticipation, Fu Sheng pushed aside the bushes and looked closely at the bench.

A young man sat on one side of a bench, carrying a large bag full of beer, surrounded by a group of stray cats.

Fu Sheng looked at the bench where the young man was sitting and remembered that morning.

He skipped class and met his unemployed father, who had nowhere to go, here.

Holding the opened can of cat food, Fu Sheng sat on the other side of the bench, placed the can on the ground, and watched the stray cats eat.

"Hey, why are you skipping class again?" The young man looked at Fu Sheng with a smile on his face.

Fu Sheng wasn't in the mood to talk to strangers; he kept staring at the cat food cans on the ground.

"Want a drink? Getting drunk will make you feel better." The young man opened a can of beer and placed it in front of Fu Sheng.

Hearing that somewhat familiar tone, Fu Sheng turned to look at the young man, then his gaze fell on the bottle of beer. He frowned and shook his head.

"You're a young person in the prime of your life, why are you always looking so gloomy? You need to straighten up!"

The young man reached his sun-melting hand into his pocket, then used his other hand to pull a black box from a bag full of beer.

"I've been agonizing for days about whether or not I should give this to you."

The young man seemed to be talking to himself. In the end, he didn't hand the black box over to Fu Sheng, but instead packed it up himself.

"Forget it, how can we go back to the future we worked so hard to change?"

Standing up, the young man gave Fu Sheng one last look: "There are still many people in this world who love you. I know it's because of them that you insisted on making that choice. Let's go, stop skipping classes. Didn't you promise someone that?"

Under Fu Sheng's astonished gaze, the young man staggered towards the park exit. Before leaving the park, he turned his back to Fu Sheng, took out his phone, and gently pressed a button.

The phone rang, and it took Fu Sheng a few seconds to realize something. He rummaged through his schoolbag and found the phone his father had bought for him.

The phone that only had his father's number on it rang. He turned it on and found a new message from his father.

"Let's go, let's move forward, go to farther places, see more scenery, and become a better version of ourselves."

(End of this chapter)