"Wenshu told me not to think too much, but I don't know if it's older or if it's really people going, so I always think of a lot."
"During this period, I often dreamed of Lian, and when he was young, he was playing in front of me. I would wake up laughing in my dreams when I was happy."
"But every time I wake up, I can't smile anymore."
"I feel sorry for Lian Shi."
"I was wondering if I had been stricter at the beginning and asked Wenshen and Han Lin to put down their work and divide the time a little, wouldn't this be the case?"
"But I turned around and thought, it was impossible. No matter how strict I was, they could not do it, unless I force them to keep Lian Shi with me, but in that case, Lian Shi would live even worse.
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"I know them too much, they can't."
"I think about it, it's hard to think about it."
"Lian Shi... shouldn't have gone this far."
In the bedroom, Zhan Qibei was lying on the bed, his voice aging.
Uncle Liu sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the pain rising in his eyes, and quietly listening to him.
As Zhan Wenshu left, Zhan Qibei opened his eyes.
Sometimes, when Zhan Qibei is out of nowhere, he will talk to Uncle Liu.
Some things cannot be said to children, nor to relatives and friends. At this time, only Uncle Liu.
A quiet listener.
"The seven hardships of life always need to be experienced. What Yan Shi experienced is heavier than ordinary people, but after experiencing it, he will be better."
"And, in my opinion, Lian Shi did a good job."
"Others may not be able to do better than Lian Shi."
“…”
Zhan Qibei was silent.
He looked at the void, his eyes shaking with the scenes of the past.
It's all Zhan Lianshi inside.
In his heart, the children he cares about are all good, no matter how bad they are.
Unparalleled.
Not to mention, he was so outstanding that he never disappointed him.
He is so nice.
It's just that he can't let go.
Uncle Liu looked at Zhan Qibei like this and stopped talking.
He sat quietly with this old man, always with him as usual.
"Knock."
A small knock came.
Uncle Liu paused and looked over.
Outside the door, Zhang Ma knocked on the door and said, "Old man, Assistant Mr. Fu is here to see you."
Hearing this, Zhan Qibei's eyes moved, and the pain inside disappeared, and the dull old eyes seemed to have some energy.
Uncle Liu looked at Zhan Qibei and saw the obvious change in Zhan Qibei, and hurriedly said, "I'll go and open the door."
He quickly went to open the door, and Zhan Qibei sat up on the bed.
The door opens, Fu Cheng comes in.
He saw the old man who had difficulty sitting up at a glance, weak and seemed to fall down at any time.
He immediately went over and reached out to support Zhan Qibei.
Zhan Qibei was supported by strong arms, just like when he was sick Zhan Lian, he came back to see him and helped him rest.
He looked at the hand and was a little dazed.
Uncle Liu came over and pulled up the quilt that had slid down and covered it with Zhan Qibei.
Fu Cheng also picked up the pillow and put it on his back.
In this way, Zhan Qibei leaned against the head of the bed.
He looked at Fu Cheng, and his eyes were no longer majestic, but cared and cared.
His mouth opened, Zhan Qibei spoke: "How is Lian Shi...?"
These words seemed to have taken a lot of effort from him, but after asking, it seemed that something had come out, and the dull depression on his chest disappeared.
Fu Cheng stood in front of the bed, looked at the vicissitudes of life, and whispered: "Mr. Zhan is very good, you don't have to worry."
Zhan Qibei's concern in his eyes was relieved, and he withdrew his gaze and nodded: "Okay."
"It's good."
The breath changed, and the complexion also changed. The blue color that had been accumulated on his face seemed to dissipate with these two simple sentences.
Fu Cheng said: "Mr. Zhan learned that you are in poor health, so let me see you."
Zhan Qibei's eyes moved, and some emotions seemed to surge out of it, but it was suppressed by him very quickly. He nodded, and his eyes returned to his previous solemn and majestic state, powerful: "I'm fine."
"Tell Lian Shi, don't worry about grandpa."
"Grandpa...waits for him to come back."
The voice is calm and heavy.
Fu Cheng knew that there would be nothing wrong with Zhan Qibei.
"OK."
I stayed in the old house for a short while and left.
Zhan Wenshu has been outside and dared not go in.
She was afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions, and she was also afraid that her father would see something when his strangeness would make him see.
Seeing Fu Cheng come out, she immediately stepped forward: "How is it?"
Suddenly, Zhan Wenshu thought of what he meant to stop him: "Assistant Fu."
Fu Cheng stopped and turned to look at her.
Zhan Wenshu walked over and saw that there was no one coming down from the old house. She whispered: "Lian Shi... Is there anything else that Lian Shi said?"
I wonder what the child did and what he did.
She wants to know.
I really want to do it.
Fu Cheng's eyes drooped, and at this moment, a picture appeared in his mind.
That afternoon, the quiet man stood in front of the balcony. He looked at the tall buildings in the distance, his voice was low: "The old man looked tough, but his heart was actually very soft."
"Strictly treating children and favoring grandchildren."
"I can't let him know about my departure. Both Zhang Ma and Uncle Liu were hiding it."
"This is done well."
"He may be very difficult to bear in the past few months. When you wait for the right time, you can go see him. Don't talk too much, just one or two words are enough."
"He will get better."
"After you are ready, arrange for Uncle Liu and Ma Zhang to take him out for a walk and take a look, and don't stay in the old house all the time."
"His last time will make him feel at ease. If the younger generations have time to spend more time with him, make him happy."
"Don't let him regret it in the last stage of his life."
He said every word calmly and fell into his ears clearly. At that moment, he felt very quiet around him, only his voice was there.
So when I think back now, it seems that on that day, he stood behind him and listened to him explaining his affairs behind him.
Lips move, open: "Mr. Zhan said..."
Fu Cheng left and the car drove away, but Zhan Wenshu stood there, covering his mouth and crying, unable to control it.
Fu Cheng told Zhan Wenshu everything Zhan said to him that day, without missing a word.
After listening to it, Zhan Wenshu broke down.
Zhang's mother saw Zhan Wenshu standing outside, bent, covering her mouth, and was filled with great sadness.
Not sure what happened, she hurried out.
But Zhan Wenshu's face was covered in tears.
She panicked: "Dean Zhan, what's wrong with you?"
She wanted to reach out to pat Zhan Wenshu, but she didn't dare to move.
Zhan Wenshu heard her voice, hugged her and started crying in silence.
upstairs.
Zhan Qibei sat for a long time after Fu Cheng left, and then said to Uncle Liu: "Old Liu, accompany me out for a walk."
This was the first time Zhan Qibei took the initiative to speak out for a walk. Uncle Liu immediately said happily: "Okay!"
"It just so happens that the weather is good today. I'll take you out and let's have a good walk."
He helped Zhan Qibei get out of bed, but Zhan Qibei didn't want him to help him, so he went to the cloakroom to clean up himself.
A person who was already sick before is suddenly energetic.
Uncle Liu smiled.
It's still Mr. Zhan's words work.
Soon, the two of them packed up and went downstairs.
But outside the gate, Zhan Wenshu hugged Zhang's mother and cried, and Zhan Qibei frowned.
Uncle Liu was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Zhan Qibei looked solemn and walked over: "Why are you crying? You are not dead yet!"
With a heavy sound, Zhan Wenshu's tears stopped immediately after a frightened voice.
She looked at the person standing in front of her with tears in her eyes. For some reason, she wanted to rush over and hug Zhan Qibei.
And she really did this as she thought about it. She ran over and hugged Zhan Qibei, shouting: "Dad!"
Zhan Qibei's brows frowned immediately, and his face felt uncomfortable.
But the sternness in his eyes disappeared, and some people were helpless when they wanted to push Zhan Wenshu away but couldn't push it away.
Uncle Liu and Zhang Ma who was standing there were both stunned, but soon both laughed.
Fu Cheng left the old house, and he took out his cell phone and called: "I'm going to the airport now and book the fastest air ticket to Turin."
"Okay, help."
The phone hung up, and Fu Cheng turned to look at the scenery outside.
He was still not relieved when Zhang Qianqian was there.