lady she comes from 1938

Chapter 258 A step too late

Yang Le ran for his life, but it was very difficult to run in water, and he was a sickly person.

When he rushed there, Wang Zhaodi had disappeared.

"Calling my brother!"

"Wang Zhaodi!"

Yang Le ran around there, trying to identify where Wang Zhaodi was.

But without lights or guidance, it is almost impossible to find someone in the dark sea.

Yang Le was tired from running and finally in despair. He knelt in the water, looking at the surging waves in the distance, tears streaming down his face.

Recruiting a younger brother...

In fact, he knew that Zhaodi's illness was hopeless, and it wouldn't be a bad thing for her to die early if she continued to suffer like that. But he was just very sad, indescribably sad...

Perhaps it's because there's still a little hope that there will be a miracle.

Perhaps it was because I felt sorry for her, feeling sorry for her for having lived such a short life like an old ox that only knew how to contribute but never got any happiness.

Or maybe, it was because Zhaodi was too much like him, and he felt sorry for Zhaodi, but also for himself...

But Zhaodi had no hope, so how could he have any hope? Even his own mother was unwilling to donate bone marrow to him, let alone others? Even if someone was willing, he wouldn't be able to wait until that time, right?

Zhaodi is gone, so what’s the point of him staying here alone for a few months?

Thinking of this, Yang Le suddenly felt life was boring. He simply wiped his tears and walked towards the deep sea.

She just felt a little sorry for Boss Shen. She tried every possible means to find a suitable bone marrow for him, just to give him a chance to survive...

Yang Le took out his cell phone, sent a message to Shen Jiayin, and transferred all the money in the account to her. The money originally belonged to her.

When he was done, he threw his phone away, lay down, and let the waves sweep him away, ending this fucked-up life.

Mr. Shen, I'm sorry. And thank you.

……

After Tan Bi coaxed her child to sleep and came out of the shower, she saw her husband Qiu Xuanjun lying on the balcony railing smoking.

Although she couldn't see his face, she could sense that he was in a bad mood.

Is it because work is not going well, or is it because of financial pressure, or some other trouble?
Tan Bi stood quietly for a while, and finally walked to his side, leaned on the guardrail like him, and looked at him sideways.

Sure enough, his eyes were narrowed and his brows were furrowed, as if he was filled with a myriad of worries.

"Are you worried? Can you tell me about it? I know I may not be able to help, but at least, if you tell me, we can discuss it together. Maybe we can come up with a solution."

Qiu Xuanjun slowly exhaled a smoke ring, then switched the cigarette to his other hand, stretched out his arm to put it around her shoulders, and the two of them put their heads close together.

"I... had a very good classmate in college. When he was about to graduate, he was unfortunately diagnosed with leukemia. I went to get matched, but it didn't work out. Did I tell you about this?"

"Correct."

"Later, I went to register at the bone marrow bank. After so many years, no one has ever contacted me, and I almost forgot about it."

This shows that the probability of successful matching between strangers is indeed very low.

Tan Bi's heart beat heavily twice. "Has anyone contacted you recently?"

"Yes." Qiu Xuanjun blew out another puff of smoke. "But I didn't agree."

Tan Yue did not respond and waited quietly for him to continue.

"I'm scared and don't dare to take risks. I'm afraid that if something unexpected happens, what will happen to my family? Or maybe I'm just getting old and afraid of death."

When I was young, death seemed far away, so I always felt that I was fearless and the mention of death was nothing new to me.

When people reach middle age, the people around them leave one by one, either from illness or accidents. They finally realize that death is not far away and dare not create it again.

Hearing him say this, Tan Bi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is nothing wrong with being afraid of death. There are only a handful of people in the world who are not afraid of death, so there is nothing shameful about it."

"I know, but... it hurts to think that I could have saved a young life but didn't."

Shen Jiaoyang might be right. He was not acting on impulse. If he was, he wouldn't be so conflicted.

He said before that he would cancel the registration, but in fact, he has not done so yet.

"There are countless unfortunate things in the world, but we are just ordinary people. We are lucky to be able to live our own lives. How can we care about so many things?"

At this age, people can barely take care of themselves, so how many people would still think about upholding justice and saving the world? Those are all unrealistic fantasies of youth.

"That's right..."

But recently he always dreamed of the classmate who had passed away many years ago, and dreamed of him waiting for the bone marrow until he died in despair.

"But if it were one of our own who encountered such a thing, we would surely hope that others would donate regardless of the consequences, right? Why should we ask others to do something we cannot do? There is no such logic in the world, and others are not fools!"

Tan Bi was speechless for a moment. It was true, but selfishness was human nature, and not many people could overcome it.

For example, if an unrelated person said that he was going to donate bone marrow, she would definitely strongly agree and praise him for being brave, selfless and loving.

But she was unwilling to accept that person because he was her relative.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I do not know."

If he had the answer in his heart, he wouldn't be so conflicted.

"If I give you the power to make the decision and let you choose for me, what will you do?"

Tan Yue shook his head decisively.

"It is said that when you are poor, you should take care of yourself, and when you are rich, you should help the world. We... are not yet able to help the world, so let's just live our own lives. Not causing trouble for others, not causing trouble for the country, is also a contribution, isn't it?"

Qiu Xuanjun did not respond, but just took another puff of his cigarette, his brows still deeply furrowed.

He tried to use the same words to convince himself, but failed. He still couldn't help thinking about it.

When the situation was serious, the classmate seemed to have merged with the person seeking help this time. He looked at him eagerly, as if to say: Brother Jun, help me, I don’t want to die yet…

That person was half a year younger than him, had a baby face, and was gentle in nature. He always called him Brother Jun with a smile. If he asked for help, most people would not refuse.

Until he fell ill, he became visibly thinner, his baby face disappeared due to sunken cheeks, and the light in his eyes was no longer there.

Qiu Xuanjun will always remember that afternoon when the bright sunshine shone through the window, fell on the bed and on him, but could not dispel the heavy haze on him. Hearing the noise, he looked up at Qiu Xuanjun and whispered, "The sunshine is so nice... Jun brother, I don't want to die yet..."

That scene remained Qiu Xuanjun's nightmare for a long time after his death.

"I know it's really hard for a kind-hearted person like you to stand by and watch someone die without helping. But think about your parents, your children, and me. We all need you."

"I know... Actually, I have learned about it over and over again. I can't say that bone marrow donation has no effect on the body, but it definitely doesn't have much impact. Of course, if you insist on talking about what will happen when we are old, then even if we live an honest life and don't do anything out of the ordinary, isn't it possible to get sick or encounter an accident?"

Don’t we all often say that no one knows which will come first, an accident or tomorrow?
"That's true, but——"

"Moreover, this patient is the target of the Chunyu Rescue Center. Shen Jiaoyang came to me personally and promised that if I am willing to save people, I can go to work at Jiaoyang Technology or even Xiao Group."

Tan Bi was shocked. "Are you sure it's really Shen Jiaoyang? She can do this for an ordinary rescue target?"

"This is actually not surprising at all. If you look at the things she has done, you will know that this person truly has a big heart."

Tan Bi had nothing to say about this.

They had talked about this privately many times, and they all admired Shen Jiaoyang. In this materialistic age, such people were a rare species.

They were all very curious about what kind of family environment would produce such a person, and they discussed it several times, but there was still no answer that both sides were convinced of.

"What kind of person is she?"

"That day, she didn't bully me, and she didn't even try to persuade me with emotion or reason. It was more like she was speaking from the heart. After I rejected her, she didn't bother me again. She just called me once to ask if I had changed my mind. I said I still needed to think about it, and she didn't say anything."

He would rather she bully others and use moral blackmail, then he probably wouldn't be so entangled.

"Tan Tan, I will always remember that when I was a kid and had an emergency illness, those uncles and aunts gathered money as quickly as possible, and carried me on their backs for more than ten miles to the hospital overnight, saving my life."

The memories from when he was six or seven years old had long since become blurred, but for some reason, he still remembered this incident very clearly.

"I have received something so precious from someone else, and I want to give it to another person, if I can."

Shen Jiayin is on her way to Y City.

The one driving was Xiao Changqing.

After she found out that Yang Le had transferred the money to her, she called back immediately, but Yang Le's phone was turned off.

Wang Zhaodi's cell phone was connected, but no one answered the call.

Such information plus the transfer operation give us sufficient reason to suspect that they are most likely desperate.

Xiao Changqing used his connections and immediately sent someone to their rental house to look for the person.

When I got there, I found that the door was closed but not locked and the lights were not turned off.

Wang Zhaodi’s cell phone was on the table.

Shen Jiayin has called the police and sent them photos of the sea that Yang Le and his friends liked to go to the most.

The photo was sent to her by Yang Le before, and Wang Zhaodi was in it.

The police have dispatched officers to look for the people. So far, they can only confirm that they did go there tonight, and there is no other news.

The sea is extremely dangerous at night, and even the police would not rashly go out to sea to look for people.

When Shen Jiayin arrived, it was already past two in the morning, and there was no new progress from the police.

Shen Jiayin and Xiao Changqing drove to the beach, the same sea in Yang Le’s photo.

That stretch of sea has not been much developed. Because it is quite dangerous, there are not many tourists. At this time, there is no one to be seen, only the waves rolling and roaring in the night.

If a person falls into such a sea, it will probably not take long for him to die. If Yang Le and his friends really jump into the sea, I'm afraid they will be in great danger.

Shen Jiayin got out of the car and walked to the water's edge. Looking at the turbulent sea in front of him, he felt heavy-hearted.

Thinking of what Yang Le said on the phone and what Ding Honglan might have said, she became angry again.

Xiao Changqing parked the car and walked to her side, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her between the eyebrows.

"You say, why are the children treated differently after ten months of pregnancy?"

Shen Jiayin could never understand the concept of favoritism.

If the children have very different personalities, it would be normal to favor the one who is better and more filial, but Yang Le is obviously the more sensible and considerate one.

"In fact, this kind of person usually doesn't love anyone but herself. The reason why she appears to be biased is because she herself is not among the options. Otherwise, she would not choose anyone but herself."

Yes, a person with love in his heart would not have the heart to hurt a stranger, let alone his own child?
"It's just a pity for Yang Le. He never received any love from her since he was a child. He fled here with a serious illness, but he was still slandered by her and couldn't hold on any longer."

After taking a nap for a few hours in a hotel by the sea, Shen Jiayin went to the beach again at dawn.

Compared to the night, the sea during the day looks much gentler, no longer a ferocious beast with bared fangs and claws.

The beach is crowded with people getting up early for a walk, enjoying the freshness and tranquility of the morning before the sun rises.

Most of the people there were elderly people, but there were also a few young people who passed by playing and joking, with a look of vigor and freedom. As they walked away, they left behind bursts of laughter.

When Shen Jiayin looked at them, she thought of Yang Le and Wang Zhaodi. They were about the same age, but had completely different destinies.

The police unlocked the password of Wang Zhaodi's phone and saw the transfer records. In addition, there were eyewitnesses who reported that they heard a man running hurriedly toward the beach last night and shouting "Wang Zhaodi". It is basically certain that the first person who wanted to commit suicide should be Wang Zhaodi.

Shen Jiayin could basically not help with the search and rescue and could only wait for the results from the police.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Shen Jiayin received a call from Qiu Xuanjun.

Qiu Xuanjun contacted her on his own initiative, and it is very likely that he agreed to donate.

If this is the case, then fate is really a cruel trick.

Shen Jiayin let out a breath and answered the phone.

"Boss Shen, I'm Qiu Xuanjun."

"Hello."

"I have thought it through and I agree to donate bone marrow."

When Shen Jiayin heard the good news, she felt even more upset.

"Boss Shen?"

"Mr. Qiu, thank you so much. But Yang Le may not be able to use it."

"Is he...getting worse so quickly? I'm so sorry."

"No, he most likely committed suicide by jumping into the sea last night. The police are still conducting a vigorous search and rescue operation."