The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

24

The Wen family's old house has been abandoned for a long time.Recently, many workers have come in and out, and it is full of vitality again.

The butler Zhang Shun happily directed the servants to clean up and rearrange the furniture in the house.

The year Wen Ziqian's accident happened, the house was redecorated, many barrier-free facilities were added, and the furniture was also rearranged.Later, Wen Ziqian moved out, but for the sake of looking good, he put it back.

The lift from the first floor to the second and third floors has not been used for a long time, and the workers are carefully overhauling it. Zhang Shun is at the door directing: "Be careful, this thing has been useless for several years, and it was stuck when I tried it yesterday. There is something wrong with our young master, I will make you look good."

The workers came for maintenance almost every year, and they were familiar with Zhang Shun, so they replied, "Don't worry, Brother Zhang, your young master really wants to come back?"

"Nonsense." Zhang Shun said with a smile: "It's not the young master, it's the master. How can the Wen family's main house not have people from the Wen family sitting in charge."

The workers said: "I hope you are happy, we will take care of it carefully, Brother Zhang, don't worry."

Zhang Shun ran over to direct the furniture movers again: "The big furniture is placed against the corner, yes, the aisle is out of the way, and the small pieces of furniture are set aside, don't block the way."

When the maintenance workers saw him walking away, they started talking in a low voice.

"I heard that the young master of the Wen family fell and injured himself in this house. I'll go, he's a high paraplegic." He pointed to the direction of the stairs in the living room with his mouth.

Someone looked over and sighed "tsk tsk": "What's the use of having money, after all, it's a cripple."

"I heard that his younger brother fell down with him back then. It seems that the two brothers fell down because of a fight."

"Yeah, I've heard it too, one dead and one disabled, this family has committed crimes."

"Let me tell you, the reason why the eldest young master of the Wen family moved out is because the second young master Wen's haunted spirit is still floating in this room."

There was a timid person who really felt a chill down his back, shivering and said: "Stop talking, work!"

The Wen family's main house was bustling with activity, and Wen Ziqian's apartment was also quite busy.

Wen Ziqian pointed to the bookcase and said, "Move away the bookcase, desk, and books. Be careful, don't let me get the books dirty."

The worker of the moving company nodded and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Wen, we will pack every item carefully for you, so that there is no curl."

The study room was overcrowded, and the wheelchair was in the way. When Wen Ziqian arrived in the living room, Qin Cang was sitting on the sofa, not knowing what to think.

"What are you thinking? So preoccupied!" He pushed the wheelchair closer and sat face to face with Qin Cang.

Qin Cang looked up at him, stared straight into his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"

Wen Ziqian said, "Why?"

Qin Cang was annoyed by his attitude: "Wen Ziqian!"

"Well, you said."

"You know what you're asking!" Qin Cang was clearly suppressing his anger. The study room was full of workers, and he didn't want to quarrel in front of outsiders.

Wen Ziqian said: "I really don't know, you've been angry as if you've eaten gunpowder recently."

"Why do you want to go back? Did you forget how much you suffered in the old house? Wen...Wen Zi..." He said the name several times, but he didn't say it.

"Wen Ziyi..." Wen Ziqian said, "Do you think I'm so weak that a single name will knock me down?"

Qin Cang sighed, he couldn't understand Wen Ziqian more and more, he took care of him as a fragile object, but this person insisted on rushing to become Iron Man.

"Ziqian... isn't it good now? Let's live here, don't think about those annoying things, I won't interfere with what you want to do, I will always follow you and protect you, okay?"

Wen Ziqian moved the wheelchair closer and reached out to touch the top of his head.His hair is harder than when he was a child, and his temper is even more stubborn.

"If you are disobedient, I will hit your palm like I did when I was a child."

When he was a child, when Qin Cang was disobedient, Wen Ziqian would take out a ruler from his schoolbag and beat Qin Cang's palms red as a punishment.

Qin Cang tilted his head vigorously, trying to avoid his hand, but when he saw Wen Ziqian's body being pushed forward by him, he was about to fall over.He hurriedly supported his shoulders, felt his waist, and sure enough there was no girdle tied.

"Is it still difficult to breathe?" Qin Cang frowned.

A month had passed since Wen Yuanhang's funeral, and Qin Cang knew that Wen Ziqian couldn't fall asleep many nights.Music therapy also lost its effect. Xie Bo came to his home for three psychological interventions, but the effect was not obvious.

Wen Ziqian shrank himself into his own world again, and no one could pull him out.He couldn't get out of the shadow of Wen Yuanhang's death, and his heart would throb at any moment, as if it would shatter in the next second.He knew that his mood shouldn't fluctuate too much, but he couldn't help it, often causing asthma in the middle of the night. For the first two weeks, Qin Cang didn't dare to sleep all night.

A Bin came up with an idea to move Li Jiaxue's grave here.Wen Ziqian's mood improved after hearing this, and he was finally able to sleep peacefully at night.

Qin Cang hurriedly began to make arrangements, and helped Wen Ziqian move Li Jiaxue's grave to City B, where he was buried with Wen Yuanhang.When he came back after making all the arrangements, he was faced with the sad news that Wen Ziqian was about to move.

He was so angry that he ignored Wen Ziqian since last night.

Seeing that Wen Ziqian didn't answer, Qin Cang said in a serious tone, "You lied to me about everything, including your poor health, so you didn't take me seriously."

Wen Ziqian had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to confront him head-on, so he compromised and said, "I didn't lie to you."

"Didn't you say on the phone that it's ready?" Qin Cang helped him to sit upright, staring at him.

Wen Ziqian leaned on the armrest with his elbows, and said, "Well, your asthma is gone, you really haven't suffered from it during the two weeks you've been away."

"Think of me as a fool." Qin Cang cursed in a low voice, and shouted to the second bedroom: "A Bin, A Bin."

Wen Ziqian raised his hand to cover his mouth, and said, "Let him sleep for a while, he's been exhausted for the past two weeks. He really didn't do anything wrong, it's just that he can't breathe, and it's even more uncomfortable with the waist belt tied."

Qin Cang stroked his back distressedly, and frowned, "Why did you suddenly decide to go back?"

Wen Ziqian said: "It wasn't sudden... I've been thinking about this question since my father died... That's the old house of the Wen family... From my grandfather, the helm of the Wen family stayed there, and there are still enshrined What about their cards?"

There is a room on the third floor of the old house, which is used for the king of the wheel and the tablet of the deceased.When Grandpa Wen was in the society, many of his brothers who were born and died with him were enshrined there, burning incense all the year round, praying for their reincarnation.

Wen Ziqian asked his grandfather when he was young: "Grandpa, do you really believe that there is a theory of reincarnation of ghosts and ghosts in this world? Do you really believe that after death, the soul is immortal and can be reincarnated?"

Grandpa smiled and said: "If you believe it, you have it. If you don't believe it, you don't have it. Actually, I don't believe it very much, but you make offerings to them. Every time you burn incense and chat, you will feel that it is good to have a thought."

At that time, Wen Ziqian didn't understand, he just thought it was ridiculous to deceive himself and others.Now, he finally understands that sometimes a person is alive, and it is that thought that sustains him.

"The establishment of the Wen family's foundation has not been easy so far. I don't want to ruin it in my hands. The main house is unoccupied. Outsiders saw it and thought our Wen family was about to collapse." Wen Ziqian leaned on the wheelchair and said lightly: "Qin Cang, we are different, you can live a simple life...but I can't..."

Qin Cang looked at him and said, "You want to avoid me."

Wen Ziqian froze for a moment, then shook his head, "No, I never thought of avoiding you, never."

Qin Cang raised his head, Wen Ziqian's eyes were firm, and he felt a little embarrassed looking at it.He felt that he was pretentious, like a little daughter-in-law seeking comfort from his man, and even he himself felt sour when he said it. "You still say no? Isn't it just that someone takes care of you in the old house, so I become dispensable? I'm not important, right?"

Wen Ziqian looked at him frowning and pursing his lips awkwardly, couldn't help smiling and said: "No, no one can replace you. The old house is also your home, you can come anytime."

Qin Cang felt that his face was a little red from being coaxed by these two words, but fortunately his skin is not white, so he shouldn't be able to see it.When he looked into Wen Ziqian's eyes, he always felt that there was a lot of emotion hidden in them, and he felt distressed just looking at them.