Han Zhenbei's physical condition is getting worse and worse. Since the recurrence of his illness that night, he has been unable to get out of bed, and even sitting in a wheelchair is extremely difficult.
Han Xiaoyi took care of him every step of the way. Seeing that her father's face was getting thinner and thinner, and even his originally generous and majestic body was gradually getting thinner. She was heartbroken, but she mustered up the energy to chat with her father every day and fulfill her responsibilities as a child to the extreme. ,
But her filial piety failed to move God. Han Zhenbei's body continued to deteriorate day by day. He actually lost weight from 140 pounds to 100 pounds, and was almost no longer human.
Han Xiaoyi stayed by Han Zhenbei's side, and the old butler Fu Bo also accompanied him day and night, serving his master who had served him for more than twenty years. His cloudy eyes showed endless sadness.
He knew that his master was in danger,
Looking at that sallow and haggard face, Uncle Fu felt so heartbroken.
Is this still the same boss Han who stomps around and stomps his feet to make Yanjing shocked?
Is this still the great tycoon who, if he doesn't take action, will shatter the eyes of countless people if he does?
At this moment, Fu Bo's sadness was no weaker than Han Xiaoyi's.
After a week of continuous rain, Yanjing finally ushered in sunny weather.
Han Zhenbei miraculously regained his energy,
On this day, he asked Uncle Fu to prepare a sumptuous dinner, and then asked Han Xiaoyi to push him to the restaurant. Everyone in the Han family was there, including Lin Ze. Even Uncle Fu made an exception and sat at the table. After eating a hearty and warm breakfast, Han Zhenbei still didn't speak much, but every word he said was profound. It wasn't until he was full that he turned to Han Xiaoyi and said: "Xiaoyi, go and put daddy in the study." Take out the documents and read them over, and tell Daddy what you think during lunch."
Han Xiaoyi felt strong uneasiness in her heart, but looking at her father's miraculously healthy look, she felt a little more excited.
Did a miracle happen to my father, as Lin Ze said?
She nodded slightly and said softly: "Okay." Then she went up to the second floor and entered Han Zhenbei's study.
"Xiaobao." Han Zhenbei stared at this son who was always afraid of him,
When Han Xiaobao saw his father calling him, he hurriedly raised his head, met his father's bright and energetic eyes, forced a smile and said: "Daddy."
"You can do what you like, Daddy won't force you, but remember, stand up like a man, understand." Han Zhenbei said meaningfully,
"Understood, Daddy." Han Xiaobao nodded heavily,
"Go up." Han Zhenbei smiled and nodded.
"OK."
After the siblings went upstairs, Han Zhenbei fixed his gaze on Lin Ze and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, the weather is nice today. Are you interested in accompanying me, an old man, to go out and breathe fresh air?"
"Okay." Lin Ze nodded,
Uncle Fu followed on one side, while Lin Ze pushed the wheelchair forward. Han Zhenbei had a soft blanket on his legs to protect him from the cold winter wind. But did Han Zhenbei still care about this? He didn't care.
At his insistent request, Lin Ze pushed him to the mountainside, hundreds of meters away from the villa.
This land is provided for the owners of this villa area. They can be used to exercise and enjoy the scenery. Tall leaves are planted on the roadside, which can provide shade in summer and wind protection in winter. It is a wonderful place to rest. At this place, Han Zhenbei ordered Lin Ze to push the wheelchair to a stone bench, and then smiled and said: "Sit."
"Yeah." Lin Ze sat calmly on the stone bench, admiring the scenery below the mountain with Han Zhenbei.
There is a cold wind in the air, and the mist is as lively as catkins, fluttering in the air, quite enchanting.
"Look." Han Zhenbei stared down the mountain and said quietly, "Everyone is fighting for their own lives, some are fighting for a meal, some are fighting for a building, and some are trying to win the respect of others.
This is their life."
Lin Ze sat next to him. He didn't understand why this amazing hero suddenly felt so emotional. He just lit a cigarette silently, not daring to say anything.
"What is your life like?" Han Zhenbei tilted his head slightly and glanced at Lin Ze.
"Mine." Lin Ze was stunned for a moment, then blew out a puff of thick smoke, "Alive."
"Alive." Han Zhenbei said with a smile, "It's a very good ideal, a very straightforward life. Those people at the foot of the mountain, including me, are fighting and struggling for their life goals. In fact, they are never satisfied throughout their lives.
, will not be satisfied, but if we think about it in another direction, even the astonishing figures like Emperor Qin and Han Wu only have a few hundred words in the history books. They do certain things persistently and paranoidly, and it seems that their lives have changed.
If it is enriched, it actually means a lot.”
"What about yours, does it make sense?" Lin Ze asked,
"It doesn't mean much." Han Zhenbei shook his head, "In general, there are only a few meaningful things. Of course, they are meaningful to me personally. They are meaningless to others and to this society."
"Your point of view is a bit negative." Lin Ze smiled bitterly,
"There are a few people like you in this world." Han Zhenbei raised his brows and said with overwhelming momentum, "Not for fame, not for profit, just for a clear conscience."
Lin Ze was speechless,
"I once said that if you are willing, you can create an amazing career, but I agree with your life and appreciate your life. What is the meaning behind doing those so-called ambitious things?
." Han Zhenbei smiled and said, "What Xiaoyi does may not necessarily be meaningful, but it can be valuable."
"This is the difference between you and us. What you do may not necessarily be valuable, but it must be meaningful to you, and all we can do is have an energy value." Han
Zhenbei smiled calmly and said, "In the past few years, I often did some charity. I didn't leave a name or seek fame, and I didn't intend to be Lei Feng. I just told myself that what I did was only valuable, not meaningful.
What is meaning? Is it really meaningful to do good deeds? If I don’t do it, someone will always do it. Whether they seek fame or wealth or not, they will always do it and contribute to this society. The effects we create are only valuable.
That’s all.”
"You may ask again, since I can see so clearly, why do I risk my life to do those things? Oh, this is another proposition." Han Zhenbei sighed lightly and said calmly,
"In the long river of history, there are always things that have been submerged in one way or another. Even if we jump around again, it is difficult to leave a strong mark. And some roads, once embarked on, cannot be turned back, and there is no turning back. I want to continue to let people go.
If you have value, you can only keep walking. When you look back, there is a sea of fire and an abyss behind you. You can't retreat, you can only move forward."
"I can't quit, and neither can Xiaoyi. When a person stands in a certain position, it is too difficult to quit. Even if you quit sincerely, people will think of you with the most vicious thoughts, and then persecute you until
The story ends when your life ends." Han Zhenbei said,
Lin Ze listened calmly to the great tycoon's life experience, burying his head in silence.
"Our lives don't have much meaning, but they can create value. This is the motivation for us to keep moving forward." Han Zhenbei smiled slightly and asked, "Do you think so?"
"Yes." Lin Ze nodded,
"I made some chess pieces." Han Zhenbei changed the topic and said calmly, "With your help, Xiaoyi can move more smoothly. Even if you are in trouble, someone will finally help you, so, I The apology for dragging you down can be reduced. After all, I always have a backup plan for you. When one day all escape options are used up, please let go, use your ability to take them away, and give them a stable and ordinary life."
Lin Ze remained silent,
Han Zhenbei had mentioned these words before. He knew that this was the reason why the great tycoon left this world.
When people get older, they talk more because they know that they have fewer and fewer opportunities to speak, so they always want to say a few more words and leave a few more words that they think are valuable.
A person who is about to die may not talk a lot, but what he talks about is what worries them the most.
Han Zhenbei is a hero, but he is also a person,
Human beings have such emotions. No matter how good they are at covering up or hiding them, a person who is about to die will always feel helpless.
Compared with ordinary people, Han Zhenbei is quite reserved and calm.
"Lin Ze, have you ever thought about finding your family?" Han Zhenbei asked with a smile,
"No." Lin Ze replied calmly, "I won't look for it either."
When Han Zhenbei heard this, he was stunned for a while, and then said with a smile: "What a pity, I don't have the chance to know who your parents are. They should be amazing people, right?"
Lin Ze twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing.
"Okay, don't worry." Han Zhenbei's arm that could still move a little patted the wheelchair. Uncle Fu understood, held the wheelchair and pushed Han Zhenbei to turn around.
"Lin Ze."
Before leaving, Han Zhenbei said to Lin Ze, who was silently smoking a cigarette, "I'll leave everything to you."
Lin Ze bit his lip, not knowing how to respond.
"One day after another, one autumn after another, one generation after another, one gathering and one parting, one happy and one sad, lying on the same couch, looking for acquaintances in dreams all their lives. Let's meet for a while, we know each other, play for a while, sing for a while, compose a song to mourn our separation..."
Han Zhenbei's chanting voice gradually became quieter, and the people were getting further away. Until the sound stopped, Lin Ze suddenly turned his head subconsciously,
thump,
As soon as he turned around, he saw Uncle Fu suddenly kneeling in front of the wheelchair, heartbroken, bursting into tears, and indescribably sad...
