I was a stand-in for those years

Guo Zichen was staring at the test report in a daze in the ward, when the person on the bed suddenly moved.Guo Zhanxiong moved his fingers, Guo Zichen hurried over to hold his hand, and the man who had been unconscious for six days opened his eyes after a while.

Watching Guo Zhanxiong wake up, the corners of Guo Zichen's eyes were wet. He grabbed his father's hand and said incoherently: "Dad, you woke up, is there any pain? You wait for me to go to the doctor, do you have a headache? Is there any problem?" Comfortable?"

Guo Zhanxiong smiled at Guo Zichen, it was just a smile, but there were deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.After experiencing this serious illness, the originally strong middle-aged man suddenly became old, with white hair, lying on the bed without a trace of popularity.

Guo Zhanxiong was unconscious. He tried hard, but found that he couldn't move, so he turned his eyelids and glanced out of the window. Looking at the soft winter sun, he said to Guo Zichen: "The weather is fine today, push me outside. Walk."

Guo Zichen went to ask the doctor for his opinion. The doctor said that the patient needs to rest, and it is best not to make a fuss, but Guo Zhanxiong kept asking Guo Zichen to push him out, and his tone was as if this was some kind of last wish. He got a wheelchair and pushed his dad out of the ward.

The weather is said to be good, but in fact it is not so good.After all, it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, even if there is a sun in space, it will be cold, and it is really not suitable for walking.

Guo Zichen put a thick cotton hat on his father and wrapped it in a scarf three times, still afraid that his father would be cold and would go back after sitting on the bench downstairs for 5 minutes.

Guo Zhanxiong stopped him: "Don't go back, let me tell you a few words."

"Our family has five acres of land, and the piece I reclaimed from the top of the mountain five years ago, didn't I let me plant fruit trees? The village brigade said that the land also belongs to our family."

"I told your second aunt before that if I die, I will give the land to her family to plant, but every time you go back to your hometown on vacation, they have to take care of you."

"Our passbook has more than 5 yuan. I don't know if it's enough for your study abroad expenses. If it's not enough, you sell our homestead. The house in the village is worthless, so it's better for you to go to school."

"You will be promising in the future, and don't forget to go back to your hometown to have a look. Your second uncle and aunt are good people. Take things to look at during the holidays. Don't forget them."

"You have been studying well all the time. Dad didn't worry too much about it, but Dad only has this ability. You have to do well in the future. Don't be like Dad and spend your whole life planting land in the valley."

Guo Zichen's head went numb when he heard this, he leaned on the bench and looked up at the sky, trying to suppress the tears of despair that came out of his eyes, but he couldn't.

He wanted to scold his father not to say such words like last words, and wanted to tell him that if you don't trust me, just live and watch me, and wanted to tell him that the illness will be fine and everything will be fine, and that he wanted to tell him that I You can't die before you get ahead and earn a lot of money to buy a big house for you to live in.

Obviously, I can say it just by opening my mouth, but these words seem to be worth a lot of money, and I can't say anything because they are blocked in my throat. Then, in this desperate winter, they turn into regrets that can never be said.

Guo Zichen pushed him back to the ward, fed Guo Zhanxiong a few mouthfuls of porridge, tucked him in the quilt, and told him not to think about it, and healed well.

Guo Zhanxiong replied with a smile: "Okay."

In the evening, Guo Zichen rented a folding bed to sleep next to his father's bed. Guo Zichen didn't sleep much this week. He was surprisingly sleepy tonight, and fell asleep with the pillow on his head.

The next morning at around five in the morning, Guo Zichen left the ward to buy soy milk for his father, but when he entered, there were a few more doctors and nurses in the ward.

A doctor looked sad and said to Guo Zichen, "Your father had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage at three o'clock in the morning last night and died on the spot."

Guo Zichen didn't seem to hear anything, he poured soy milk into Guo Zhanxiong's water glass, untied the bag containing the fried dough sticks, and tugged the arm of the person on the bed: "Dad, get up and eat."

The person on the bed was motionless, sleeping peacefully, and Guo Zichen couldn't wake him up no matter how he screamed.

The doctor walked over and patted Guo Zichen on the shoulder: "Your father didn't suffer when he passed away, so I ask for your condolences."

Guo Zichen closed his eyes, tears streaming down the cracks, he shook his head and smiled, "Really, my dad is gone."

Guo Zichen took his father's ashes and buried him halfway up the mountain, in a woodland, at the same place as his grandmother.

The day Guo Zhanxiong left was the day before Ke Chen's wedding.

Ke Zhenghua booked a hilltop castle hotel for the two to hold their wedding. The wedding ceremony was held in an open-air garden, and the banquet was held in the hotel lobby.It was winter, and there was only withered grass left in the open-air garden. Ke Zhenghua brought in artificial turf and flowers, and turned the whole garden into a spring-like appearance, telling outsiders that this was worthy of his daughter-in-law.

When Ke Chen got married, most of them were American financial tycoons and political leaders, plus his uncle Zhang Zhongliang's family in China. This wedding was nothing like a wedding, it was clearly a bridge banquet of wealth and power.

Jing Yumo and Ke Zhenghua received the guests together, with their beautiful looks and well-mannered etiquette, they did not lose the aura of the hostess of a wealthy family.Ke Zhenghua's old friends praised him for his good fortune to find such a smart and beautiful daughter-in-law, and urged Jing Yumo to add a grandson to the Ke family as soon as possible.Jing Yumo listened with a blushing face, and Ke Zhenghua laughed even more from ear to ear.

Everyone in the whole castle is full of smiles, only the protagonist has a gloomy face as if attending a funeral.

"Don't tell me that you are looking for it! I tell you, if you don't bring people to New York before noon today, you will all die!"

Ke Chen looked at himself in the mirror, and smashed the vanity mirror with his fist.

The make-up artist was putting on Ke Chen's makeup, and was so scared by his irritable appearance that he didn't dare to breathe: "Young master... the master told you to finish your makeup as soon as possible, so that you can receive guests with your young lady. Today is your big day, how do you... "

"go out."

Makeup artist: "Huh?"

"get out."

After the man left, Ke Chen couldn't stop his anger from surging up again. He called Song Sizhe to ask for someone: "Sizhe, I told you to bring him here. Where is Guo Zichen now?"

Song Sizhe was also in a state of desperation these days. He originally thought that he could find Guo Zichen the day before he came to New York, but he didn't find anyone.

"Brother Chen, I have searched for the rented house he lives in, the company he is practicing at, the school dormitory, and even the apartment where the two of you used to live. Where can I go?"

"Have you checked his travel records in other places?"

"I have checked, there is no record of buying air tickets and train tickets, and I will send someone to check at the coach station."

Ke Chen supported his forehead and instructed: "Send someone to visit his hometown in Jilin."

After hanging up the phone, Ke Chen took the elevator to the room where Zhang Chengwen lived on the top floor. He kicked the door hard.

When Zhang Chengwen entered the door, Ke Chen was sitting on the sofa with an impatient expression on his face, while Xianyin sat beside him obediently, offering him candy and biscuits, but he dared not speak.Xiao Xianyin was afraid of this uncle from the bottom of her heart.

"Cousin is already busy with the wedding? Why do you still find time to sit in your cousin's room?"

Seeing Zhang Chengwen, Xianyin ran into Zhang Chengwen's arms and hid her head as if she had been pardoned.

Zhang Chengwen picked up Xianyin and put it in his second brother's room, locked the door, then raised his chin and looked at Ke Chen: "What's the matter?"

With a sullen face, Ke Chen cut straight to the point: "Where is Guo Zichen?"

"how could I know?"

"Zhang Chengwen, let me ask you again, where is Guo Zichen?"

Zhang Chengwen approached Ke Chen, only a fist away from his face: "Who are you threatening?"

Ke Chen clamped Zhang Chengwen's chin, leaving a few clear finger marks on the man's cheek: "What's the matter, have you fallen in love with him? Have you ever slept with him? Don't look at his pure and gentle appearance, he can be as loud as a mother when he is on the bed." They are still flirty, don’t you think so?”

"Ke Chen! You are a fucking scum!" Ke Chen's obscene words made Zhang Chengwen furious. He really wanted to cut Ke Chen's head open to see if it was a normal human brain structure.

"I'm not angry that you snatched my things, but you scolded me first? Brother, I can borrow you for fun, but people have to pay me back."

Ke Chen's every word made Zhang Chengwen angry, Guo Zichen was not someone's property, why would he borrow it or not, Zhang Chengwen felt that it was a waste of words to talk to Ke Chen.

Zhang Chengwen knew that Guo Zichen had returned to his hometown, and he was the one who hid Guo Zichen's ticket purchase information, because he couldn't bear Ke Chen to bring him to the wedding scene, let alone Guo Zichen being forced to be the best man for his ex-boyfriend.

"Isn't your sister-in-law? She is pregnant with your son and is wearing high heels to greet guests for you, but you are here to worry about others?"

Zhang Chengwen is always able to pinpoint the things that others hate the most, such as Jing Yumo, Ke Chen's frivolous expression and tone all disappeared, and his face became black and black, and he had reached a very irritable level : "Zhang Chengwen, it's not that you don't know about Jing Yumo's test tube. I warn you not to provoke me with her matter. It won't do you any good."

"How do you call it exciting? I just think you are a good match for her. A violent man and a scheming bitch. If you two don't make up a couple, it makes people no longer believe in fate."

Ke Chen angrily raised his hand and slapped Zhang Chengwen's face, but Zhang Chengwen didn't move, because Ke Chen made a move first, and he had a legitimate reason to hit him.

Zhang Chengwen didn't have the habit of beating people, but he had practiced it when he was a child. Once he used his hands to hurt people, he was more comfortable than drawing a line drawing.

Zhang Chengwen was gearing up for fisting, but the palm that was about to fall on his face was suddenly suspended in mid-air.

"What are you two doing! See for yourself what expressions you two have now? How old are you, still fighting?"

Zhang Chengen grabbed Ke Chen's wrist and threw him on the sofa, then turned around and kicked Zhang Chengwen.

"Why don't you two go to the lobby and fight in front of the guests? What a shame!"

Zhang Chengen kicked so hard that Zhang Chengwen couldn't stand up straight.

"And you, Ke Chen, you didn't show up on this day of your wedding, is it plausible!"

Ke Chen got up, apologized to Zhang Chengen, and followed his footsteps out the door.

They had already reached the door, but suddenly thought of something, they turned around and asked Zhang Chengwen, "Did you tell Guo Zichen about Jing Yumo's pregnancy?"

"So what? Are you afraid that others will know what you do?"

Ke Chen's hand holding the doorknob trembled twice, narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Chengwen: "You really deserve to die."

Zhang Chengwen sat on the sofa rubbing his legs, and replied: "You too."

When the wedding started the next day, Ke Chen still had no news of Guo Zichen.Compared with the wedding scene full of flowers and green grass, Zhongcheng County at this time looks much lonely.

It has been snowing heavily for the past few days, the weather is cold, the old snow has not melted, and the new snow has piled up, and the ground is covered with a thick layer.

It was approaching noon that day, and Guo Zichen came to the grave to burn paper for his father.Guo Zichen brought a bottle of shochu, his father's favorite drink, and bought a few dishes from a restaurant, and placed them in front of the grave.

"Dad, other people said they want to put snacks and fruits on the grave, but we are not foolish. I know you like drinking soju and eating roast chicken, so I bought them for you and put them here."

"Don't worry, I will definitely live well in the future, and you have to live well down here. I have burned a lot of paper money for you. It is best to find a wife, and don't be alone."

It was snowing heavily in the sky, Guo Zichen sat in front of the grave and babbled a lot of things, until a thick layer of snow piled up on his coat and hat, he stood up and said goodbye to the cold air: "Come see you tomorrow."

Guo Zichen walked down the mountain road, at the foot of the mountain was a limousine parked, and a middle-aged man who was also haggard was sitting in the car.

The driver looked at the surrounding snow-capped mountains, and he couldn't even see a single house. He turned his head and said respectfully to the people in the car: "Master, is the young master here?"

The man took off his sunglasses, the years had left a lot of marks on his face, but he could still see that gentle and handsome face.

He looked at Guo Zichen who was slowly walking towards them, and for a moment he saw him as his youngest son, Lin Xingmu.

He rolled down the car window and yelled at Guo Zichen, "Mumu..."

Guo Zichen ignored him and continued to walk forward quietly. The man got out of the car and caught up with him.

Guo Zichen was still immersed in sadness, but he was suddenly pulled back by a stranger. He looked at the car behind him, and then at the wilderness, clenched his fists before he knew it, and stepped back one meter away from the person. The place I chose was vigilant: "Who are you? Is there something wrong?"