Chapter 29 All We Need Is A Shoulder

  Zheng Wei got into the taxi parked at the hospital entrance, this time, the driver didn't ask her any questions, people who often run errands at the hospital entrance are probably used to seeing life and death.

  The taxi dropped Zheng Wei off at the foot of the building, and as she was paying, she glanced up at her own window, which was dark and unlit. Suddenly, she felt a chill towards this place where she had lived alone for over four years, and without hesitation, she gave the driver another address, and before even getting out of the car, they headed off to somewhere else.

  The driver took her to the downstairs of a building in a southern-style garden community with style in G City, Zheng Weilai had been here twice, relying on his memory, he actually found his way to his destination at this midnight, and knocked on the door.

  The knocking sound lasted for a while before Zheng Wei heard the footsteps, and the door opened to reveal Lin Jing standing behind it with sleep still in his eyes. He looked at Zheng Wei in surprise, who was still wearing pajamas under her coat, then turned back to look at the clock on the wall, which showed 2:30.

  "What are you doing?" Lin Jing asked.

  "Is there someone else inside? If so, I'll leave immediately."

  "What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Jing rebuked, "It's the middle of the night, come in first and then speak."

  He stepped aside to let her in, closed the door and said, "Do you know how many degrees it is tonight? You're dressed like this...".

  His words were cut off before he could finish, interrupted by the soft body that suddenly pounced into his arms. Lin Jing was caught off guard for a moment and struggled to break free, but she didn't care and wrapped herself around him again.

  "Zheng Wei, is this all you can find me for?" He seemed still bothered by her last words that day.

  Zheng Wei lifted her face to look at him, and that lively round face was left with only big eyes and a pointed chin. Lin Jing vaguely felt something was wrong, but couldn't guess what had happened for the time being.

  "Don't you want to?" she asked.

  He smiled self-deprecatingly, "Am I so desperate in your eyes? If you simply want to find a woman, you're not the best choice."

  Unexpectedly, Zheng Wei didn't get angry. He turned pale and said, "But I want to. Just pretend to help me, don't ignore me, okay?"

  As he was bewildered, Zheng Wei came closer again, tiptoeing to kiss his face. But Lin Jing touched a cold patch on her cheek, with a hint of saltiness.

  "Have you cried? What's wrong. Don't cry, tell me what happened first!" He finally confirmed that something must have happened and didn't care about his previous resentment towards her hateful words and actions.

  "Shh... don't talk, Lin Jing, hold me." She nestled herself into his arms, like a small animal shivering for warmth on a winter's night.

  Lin Jing originally didn't have that intention, but she couldn't bear her repeated entanglements. She wanted temperature, and he could only give it to her. Gradually, his interest was also piqued.

  The two of them broke through obstacles all the way to the bedroom and fell onto the bed, which still retained Lin Jing's body temperature.

  Lin Jing responded to Zheng Wei's madness with the same intensity, pouring it all over her body. He felt that Zheng Wei needed him so much tonight, both physically and spiritually. Even if everything might have a reason, when she yearned for an embrace the most, the first person she thought of was him. That was enough.

  He subconsciously reached out with one hand to turn on the bedside lamp, but Zheng Wei pressed down on him, "Don't turn it on, just like this."

  He entered her incredibly smoothly, and inside her was a special kind of wet slipperiness. Zheng Wei wrapped around him like a vine, letting out low moans between the extremes of pain and pleasure with his movements.

  It came faster and stronger than they had imagined. Afterwards, when Lin Jing wanted to get out of bed, she found that she was still holding onto him and wouldn't let go. He comforted her for a long time, finally brushing the hair off her face and saying softly, "I'll accompany you again later, listen to me."

  When he sat up, the lights were still on. Under the light, Lin Jing only discovered that the two of them were covered in blood, and the white bed sheet was also stained with blood. At first glance, she was frightened and stunned for a few seconds before reacting, busily wiping away the stains while scolding: "Did you take the wrong medicine or something? Why didn't you say so earlier? Isn't this just self-destructive behavior? It's simply unreasonable!"

  Zheng Wei endured his scolding without a word of defense. After Lin Jing turned around, she silently wept at his back, and the last sentence she uttered was fragmented, "Lin Jing, Ruan Ruan is dead, she's dead..."

  She was in too much pain, a pain that was hard to put into words. If she couldn't find an outlet for it, she felt like she would die too.

  Lin Jing was stunned, "Ruan Ruan? Wu Jiang's wife Ruan Wan?"

  She couldn't even nod, all she could do was cry, fortunately he understood, said nothing and turned around to hold her, letting her tears flow endlessly.

  Lin Jing carried her to the bathroom to wash off the ** on each other's bodies. She obediently let him arrange her, until he removed the dirty sheets and they lay down on the bed. She faced him, curled up in his arms, her head against his chest, her legs bent, like a newborn baby returning to the safety of its mother's womb, quiet and pure white, until she fell into a dream.

  It's great to have dreams. Zheng Wei knew that Ruan Ruan was reluctant to bid farewell, she stood on the bustling platform, with a faint smile.

  Ruan Ruan said, "Wei Wei, don't cry, I'm very happy, this is the ending I wanted."

  Zheng Wei stopped crying, she remembered a night many years ago, she, Ruan Ruan and Xiao Bei were drinking beer in the dormitory, talking about their dreams, who would have thought that one sentence would come true, was it good luck or bad luck, perhaps it was already destined.

  Zheng Wei woke up from her dream, Ruan Ruan had left, and it was still dark outside. She remained motionless with her eyes tightly closed, but Lin Jing hadn't fallen asleep. Zheng Wei sensed that he got out of bed with the slightest movement, as if trying his best not to wake her, and walked out onto the balcony of the bedroom.

  She seemed to hear the sound of a lighter, and then a faint smell of smoke drifted from the direction of the balcony. She had no idea that Lin Jing also smoked.

  It was just the time it took to smoke a cigarette, and Lin Jing lay down beside her again with the same movement, turned off the bedside lamp, tucked her in, and just as Zheng Wei was about to be swallowed by sleep once more. She felt his lips carefully fall on her brow, carrying the residual scent of tobacco.

  Zheng Wei remained still, Lin Jing's breathing gradually becoming even. Perhaps she would never tell him, not this night. She lay awake and endured the light kiss on his brow, a single tear falling silently onto the pillow, this tear finally having nothing to do with sorrow.

  No matter how many times she asked, "Do you love me?", no matter how many affirmative answers he gave. They can't compare to this light and casual kiss. At this moment, Zheng Wei finally wanted to believe that the man beside her still loved her after all, no matter how deep this love was, no matter if there were other things mixed in with this love, but love is just love, without a doubt.

  The dawn finally arrived, and Zheng Wei woke up on a strange bed. The pillow beside her was empty, she opened her eyes to look at the morning light coming through the gap in the curtains, the sun rises every day. But some people, once they leave, will never come back again.

  Lin Jing, who had just pushed open the door and entered, was already dressed. Seeing that she was awake, he sat down on the edge of the bed and handed her phone to her. "Make a call to ask for leave, you're not in a suitable state to go to work."

  Zheng Wei knew he was right, Zhou Qu wasn't there, so she called the director of the manager's office, and the director agreed quickly. At this time, it might be good for her to temporarily not appear in the company.

  "Should I continue sleeping or get up and eat something?" Lin Jing asked her.

  "I still want to sleep, you go to work, if I leave, I'll lock the door for you."

  "It's okay, I've also taken a day off."

  "I'm really fine, you don't have to stay behind just to keep me company."

  "Isn't it that I have to admit that I was also very tired last night and got a fright, so you can be sure that I also need rest."

  Zheng Wei finally smiled and closed his eyes, lying down for a while. In a daze, he seemed to hear his phone ring several times. He spoke in a low voice, and Zheng Wei vaguely heard him discussing work matters. Later, he probably set the incoming call to vibrate, and there was no more ringing sound. All she knew was that he went out to the balcony to answer the phone.

  Lin Jing finished the last call and walked back into the room. Zheng Wei was already sitting up. "Not sleeping?" he said with a smile.

  "Your phone is too loud."

  Lin Jing helplessly said, "There have been a lot of things going on lately."

  "It's a fifty-fifty thing."

  He did not deny it.

  Zheng Wei's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Lin Jing, you haven't called me in a month, I thought you would never care about me again."

  Lin Jing said, "I think it's good for us to separate at this time. We all say that public and private are distinct, but in fact, it's not easy to distinguish between them clearly. The case of Er Fen is also a big pressure on me. Every day, people from various sides call me with different purposes. I can understand your concern about Zhou Qu. What I can tell you now is that based on the current account of Er Fen, there are no major problems found. Moreover, Feng De Sheng is a man who attaches great importance to loyalty and has taken on many charges voluntarily. His crimes cannot be avoided, but if there is no further evidence in the financial records, Zhou Qu's problem will not be big, you can rest assured."

  "You don't have to tell me these things," Zheng Wei said.

  Lin Jing smiled and said, "That day when I came back from your place, I was really upset. I admit that it wasn't until I got involved in the case with Zhong Jian that I indirectly found out about your situation at the time, which made me think that getting back together with you wasn't impossible. I'm a man of action, and when I want something or someone, as long as there's an opportunity, I won't let it go. So if we hadn't met at Wu Jiang's wedding, I would have looked for you anyway. Of course, I also acknowledge that my identity gave me an advantage in getting close to you, but if Chen Xiao Zheng had been more determined, or if I were in his shoes, I wouldn't have given up so easily." Zheng Wei was taken aback, but she didn't ask any questions and listened as Lin Jing continued: "Career is important for men, but there are also things in our hearts that need to be cherished. I've said before that I'm not a perfect person, but I absolutely wouldn't stoop to using a woman's emotions to achieve my goals. Micro, eight years ago I thought leaving was the best choice, but later I regretted it, and this regret grew deeper every time I saw you or heard news about you. The person I want to spend the rest of my life with is you; if that's not love, then I don't know what love is. I'm not brave enough to say things like 'I'd die for you,' but as long as I'm by your side, I'll do everything in my power to make you happy and protect you."

  Zheng Wei didn't speak, and Lin Jing also felt a bit uncertain in his heart. It seemed that all the frustration and helplessness he had experienced since childhood were concentrated on this slightly troublesome person in front of him. He thought to himself, was he being too hasty in saying these things? How could he have fallen into the trap of being lovesick like a young boy? So he chose to take a step back. "Of course, I said those things just to show my attitude. If you don't want to change, we can maintain the status quo. As long as you don't mention that again, I won't have to say such hurtful words... My words are finished, you should at least say something too. You being quiet is really not what I'm used to."

  Zheng Wei turned her head and said, "Don't disturb me, I'm savoring the moment. Actually, being confessed to as soon as I woke up feels pretty good." After she finished speaking, she carefully examined his room.

  Lin Jing let out a breath of relief, with a hint of joy, grabbed her hand that was placed outside the quilt, "What are you looking at?"

  Zheng Wei said: "Lin Jing, I really admire you. Your room is spotless, but living in that messy place of mine, you don't even bat an eyelid."

  Lin Jingxiao laughed and said, "Isn't that just adapting to local customs? Honestly, everything else is fine, but that bed of yours will bring on my arthritis twenty years early."

  Zheng Wei slowly rested her head on Lin Jing's shoulder and let out a long sigh.

  Ruan Ruan, sometimes what we want is just a shoulder to lean on.