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One day in early February, Lin Shu was sleeping soundly in the morning when he was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

"Who is it?" Lin Shu felt Xie Mingshan move, and raised his head to ask.

"It's from Luzhou." After Xie Mingshan finished speaking, he put on some clothes and got out of bed: "Go to sleep, I'll pick you up outside."

Lin Shu had activities with Xie Mingshan too late last night, and was so sleepy that he was confused. When he saw Xie Mingshan go out, he didn't think much about it, and fell asleep again with his head tilted.

It was already ten o'clock when he woke up again, the room was quiet, and Xie Mingshan didn't know where he went.

"Suantou, where's your dad?" Lin Shujin pulled on his slippers and walked to the living room, and saw a note pressed on the dining table: I went to the company, and I probably won't be back at noon.

Lin Shu was not very happy holding the note. Yesterday he discussed with Xie Mingshan about delicious grilled fish. The fish was marinated, and one of the protagonists ran away, so whether to eat the fish or not.

Lin Shu: [Can I come back in the afternoon?When I can come back, I will cook fish at night. 】

Lin Shu waited for a long time, but did not see Xie Mingshan's reply. Guessing that something happened to the company, he did not send any more messages.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when Xie Mingshan came back. Lin Shu was watching TV with the cat in his arms. When he heard the door ring, he jumped off the sofa to open the door.

"Why did you come back? What happened to the company?" Lin Shu asked.

"Aim~" Suantou also joined in the fun.

"Ah...it's nothing." Xie Mingshan was stunned for a moment, and then he brought out a large bucket of oil from the corner: "The company sends new year's goods, and Luzhou insists that I accompany him to order."

"That's it. If you don't reply to my message, I thought something serious happened." Lin Shu heaved a sigh of relief, took the peanut oil from Xie Mingshan's hand, and turned to put it in the kitchen.

"Let's put it away later, there are still a lot of things in the car, wait for me to pick them up and put them away together." Xie Mingshan said enthusiastically, and then ran back and forth quickly, carrying two large boxes and a gift bag in his right hand. up.

"What's all this?" Lin Shu looked puzzled.

"A box of vegetables, a box of fruits, and a bag of halva." Xie Mingshan put the things on the ground, tore open a candy, and fed it to Lin Shu: "Try it, I really like this candy."

"This year's New Year's goods are so plentiful?" The price of goods soared a year ago, and Xie Mingshan's New Year's goods can save a lot of money. Lin Shu is very concerned about it.

"You made money." Xie Mingshan smiled, stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth, and asked, "Is there any food? I ran all day today, and I haven't eaten dinner yet."

"Yes." Hearing this, Lin Shu hurried to the kitchen to warm up the dishes: "I made the grilled fish but didn't eat it, so I'll wait for you. I'll heat it up and we can eat it."

"Just say you can't eat it by yourself, so why wait for me." Xie Mingshan followed in, seeing that the fish on the grill was still whole, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "You didn't eat well."

"What's the matter, I don't have a bad meal at noon." Lin Shu lowered his head to adjust the gear of the electric stove, and said casually, "And I just want to eat with you."

Lin Shu said that he was proficient in flirting routinely, but who knew that Xie Mingshan reacted quite strongly when he heard it, and hugged him directly.

"Why?" Lin Shu was puzzled.

"It's nothing, I just like you very much." Xie Mingshan smiled, turned his head and kissed Lin Shu's ear.

Xie Mingshan has been busy again for the past two days. Lin Shu originally made an appointment to see Zheng Liguang with him, but now seeing that he ran away every day without seeing anyone, he had no choice but to give up this idea and go by himself.

Zheng Liguang's health was getting worse and worse. In autumn, the cancer cells began to spread. The doctor talked to Lin Shu once, and the meaning was very clear. There was no need for further treatment.

This is expected news. Zheng Liguang is 74 years old this year, not too old, but his physical function is not comparable to that of young people. It has been a year since he discovered it, and it is already at the end of his strength to survive until now.

After all, Lin Shu has no blood relationship with Zheng Liguang. He has been saddened to know this news for a long time, and in the end he can only confess to Zheng Liguang and let him decide.

Zheng Liguang was much calmer than Lin Shu. He seemed to have a premonition that his time was coming. After talking with the doctor, he switched to conservative treatment and started to deal with his inheritance.And Lin Shu came here this time because Zheng Liguang asked him to bring back the manuscripts left at home.

"Professor Zheng, I brought them here for you." Lin Shu carried five large boxes of documents into the ward and put them in Zheng Liguang's hand.

Zheng Liguang was lying on the bed. Muscular atrophy and loss of body nutrition made him look very thin. His hands were covered with bones. The description of Luchai stick in the text always flashed in Lin Shu's mind.

"Where should I put it?" Zheng Liguang spoke weakly. He moved his hands, trying to prop himself up from the bed, but his weak body couldn't support him to make any larger movements. As soon as he moved, he fell back again.

"Don't move, I'll do whatever you want." Lin Shu looked worried, and walked up quickly to help Zheng Liguang up.

"It can't be done...it can't be done..." Zheng Liguang's body organs were exhausted, he couldn't breathe when he spoke, and he had to rest for a long time every time he said a word: "Xiao Lin...help me burn all these things..."

"Professor Zheng?" Lin Shu felt that he might have heard it wrong. There was Zheng Liguang's life's painstaking efforts in it. How could he just burn it if he said it.

"Burn it..." Zheng Liguang said with a sigh: "I will keep everything that should be kept...these should go with me."

After saying this, Zheng Liguang smiled and joked with difficulty: "When Kafka was dying, he asked Brod... to burn his...his posthumous manuscripts, but Brod took them for publication... It can be seen that the entrustment after death... is not listened to, so, so you have to burn it in front of me... in front of me, now... burn it now."

After Zheng Liguang spoke for a long time, his breathing obviously became short of breath. He leaned on the bed, panting with his mouth wide open like a fish short of water. Seeing this, Lin Shu hurriedly rang the bell to call the nurse.

"Why did you pull out the oxygen tube again?" As soon as the nurse came in, she saw the oxygen tube thrown aside, and quickly gave Zheng Liguang oxygen. Seeing that his breathing was more stable, she said, "I know you are uncomfortable with this thing." , but it can’t be unplugged, you know.”

"I know, I know." Zheng Liguang had obviously been told many times, nodded with a smile, and waited for the nurse to leave, then said to Lin Shu: "You can't burn in the ward, I asked Xiao Wang to push me out, let's go outside The vacant land burned."

Xiao Wang was Zheng Liguang's nurse, and he didn't know what kind of ecstasy soup Zheng Liguang had given him during the escort. He obeyed his words and immediately pushed the wheelchair over according to Zheng Liguang's arrangement.

"It's really burning..." Lin Shu still couldn't bear it, thought of an excuse, and said, "You can't light a fire casually in the hospital, you have to discuss it with the hospital."

"Professor Zheng agreed with the dean before that it can be burned in the designated area." Xiao Wang's words directly shattered Lin Shu's plan to delay the attack.

Looking at this posture, Lin Shu knew that it would be impossible not to burn it today, so he had to bite the bullet and picked up five file boxes, followed Zheng Liguang's wheelchair, and took the elevator to the first floor.

It was bitterly cold in Beijing at the beginning of February. Lin Shu was afraid that Zheng Liguang would be blown by the wind, so he didn't let him come out, but asked Xiao Wang to push Zheng Liguang to a place with French windows to watch him burn the manuscript.

The security guard had already said hello, and seeing Lin Shu coming with a large stack of documents, he immediately moved a brazier and put it on the open space, and asked Lin Shu to burn it there.

"Thank you very much." Lin Shu thanked the security guard and borrowed a lighter from him. In order for Zheng Liguang to see clearly, he deliberately walked around behind the brazier, facing him, and lit the manuscripts.Zheng Liguang has never learned pinyin in his life, and he doesn't like to boss around students, so all the manuscripts are handwritten. Many manuscripts have aged and the paper has become thin and brittle.

Lin Shu silently threw the lit manuscript into the brazier, then squatted on the ground, tearing off the bound texts and adding them in.The fire was very hot, and the manuscript quickly curled up in the flames, browned and then swallowed by the flames.More and more papers were thrown, and the flames became more and more intense. In the end, Lin Shu didn't need to worry about extinguishing the fire source. He just pulled the box and threw the contents into it.

The fire became more intense, devouring the paper soaked with pen ink in an instant. Lin Shu looked at the manuscripts that were quickly turned into ashes, and felt that what he seemed to be burning was a part of Zheng Liguang's life.

A gust of wind blew the unburned pieces of paper into the air, and threw them into Lin Shu's arms.Lin Shu picked it up and saw the unburned handwriting on it: I am happy to love my daughter today, and I have discussed it with my wife for a long time.

Lin Shu was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Zheng Liguang through the burning flames, who was also looking here.There was an explosion in the brazier, and the cold wind blew up many ashes, and the unextinguished sparks were swept into the sky with the wind, like a swaying galaxy.