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"Xiaoqing..."

Qin Qing: "Dad, I'm here to tell you some news."

Qin Liru frowned, "What's the matter?"

Qin Qing: "Brother is crazy."

The old man's pupils were constricted, and there was an expression of pain and surprise on his face.

And Qin Qing looked back, watching intently.

"You, what did you say?" Qin Liru tried to straighten up, but he had no strength left.

Qin Qing took out the video, and the man in it yelled like a lunatic.She caught a glimpse of Qin Liru's pained expression, and added: "He couldn't bear that you gave me Guangyun, and was forced by Xingjue and the others step by step, so he suddenly went crazy, always complaining about seeing his mother and sister. "

Qin Liru opened his eyes wide, and there were bursts of darkness in front of his eyes. He wanted to speak, but there was only a wheezing sound in his throat, like an old bellows turning.

"But don't worry, it's all right." Qin Qing lowered her eyes: "I will take good care of him."

Only then did Qin Liru heave a sigh of relief, gripped the bed sheet, raised his fingers tremblingly, and pointed to the iron box on the wooden table: "Xiaoqing, bring it here for me."

Qin Qing picked up the iron box and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Qin Liru closed his eyes: "Open it."

When she saw what was inside, Qin Qing suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at the old man on Sick Couch Mountain in disbelief.

"I've always kept it, actually..."

It was a painting torn in two, covered with wrinkles.

Of course, Qin Qing remembered that when she was a child, she used to like painting, and carefully drew a painting as a birthday gift for Qin Liru.But the painting containing the child's admiration for his father was torn in two, and then Qin Liru went to her studio, and burned all her hard work in front of everyone, humiliating and belittling her while burning. dream.

All eyes were on the young Qin Qing. She clenched her hands tightly, her face was flushed, her eyes were full of tears, and she wanted to dive into the cracks in the ground.From then on, Qin Qing never picked up a paintbrush until she met Yu Xinyue.

It's just that I didn't expect that the painting back then was not burned, but was saved by Qin Xuanhuang, until now.

Holding the painting, she had mixed feelings, and recalled the helplessness and embarrassment at that time, blood poured from her body to the top of her head, as if she had returned to that time, standing on a floating boat, surrounded by dark and turbulent seas.

Qin Liru saw her absent-minded, thought she was moved, and wanted to use this to draw closer to his daughter: "At that time, I was always regretting it... But you were born in the Qin family, so you can't be willful. Look at you now, Isn't it great?"

"Yes, very good." Qin Qing lowered her eyes, took out the lighter expressionlessly, and lit the drawing paper, "I don't need it anymore."

Qin Liru's eyes widened, he raised his hand, and fell powerlessly in the air: "Xiaoqing, you..."

The tongue of fire licked the white paper, and soon there were only embers left on the ground.

Qin Qing: "Can the burned things come back?"

"You still blame me." Qin Liru sighed.

Qin Qing shook her head: "I don't blame you." Facing the surprised gaze of the old man, she said blankly: "I hate you."

Qin Liru murmured: "Forgive me..."

Qin Qing: "Forgive you, it's what my mother and sister did. I can only send you to see them. Dad, do you know why I take good care of my brother?"

Qin Liru had an ominous premonition in his heart, and looked straight at her.

"Brother's lower body can only be spent in a wheelchair," Qin Qing smiled. "If the treatment recovers well, maybe you can move your hands?"

"you you……"

Qin Qing sat leisurely, watching him struggling to sit up, "Isn't it normal to run out like crazy and have a car accident? Just like Xiaozhu's lover back then, do you remember that person's name?"

Qin Liru moved to the side of the bed with trembling hands, grabbed Qin Qing to hang down the corner of his clothes, fixed his cloudy eyes on her face, and kept trembling lips: "You let him go, you let him go..."

With an indifferent expression, Qin Qing slowly and unquestionably pulled out the corner of her clothes.

"Xiaozhu also begged you like this, did you let her go?"

She snorted, with a small smile on the corner of her mouth, "Don't worry, I will take good care of my brother, let him live, the rest of his life... like you are now."

The darkness and madness in her heart grew crazily at this moment, she closed her eyes, clenched her palms tightly and then slowly loosened them.When he opened his eyes again, his former coldness and indifference returned.

She never concealed her resistance to Qin Liru.

However, only at this moment did Qin Liru know how much she hated herself.

The old man stared at her blankly, despair appeared on his withered face, his hands shook, and he fell to the ground powerlessly.He is really old, he was desperately emptying his body when he was young, his vitality has been gradually stripped away by the years, his body is already rotten, and he is powerlessly paralyzed on the bed, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Qin Qing: "I've said everything I need to say. Then I'll go first. The next time we meet, it should be your funeral. Don't worry, I will attend."

Qin Liru: "Xiaoqing..."

Qin Qing stopped.

The dying man was short of breath, and there was a wheezing sound from his throat, like the engine of an old car that was about to break down.He raised his weak hand slightly: "I was wrong..."

Qin Qing bit her lip.

"Leave your brother alone, he is after all..."

The woman only left him with a determined back, and left without looking back.

Walking outside the door, Yang Fang stood quietly.

Qin Qing: "I'm going back."

Yang Fang lowered his eyes and let out a long sigh: "You are so, so... He is your father after all."

Qin Qing pursed her lips slightly: "It's not long ago."

"Xiaoqing," Yang Fang called to stop her, "Happy wedding."

Qin Qing's body froze, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated, his brows and eyes slightly curved, and a ray of light shone in his usually dark eyes.She softened her voice: "Thank you, when we get married, please come to our wedding."

Yang Fang: "Okay."

-

Qin Qing left Xiaotangshan Nursing Home and saw people waiting outside.

Yu Xinyue squatted on the side of the road, holding a dead branch in her hand, and fiddled with the small stones under the tree.

Qin Qing bent down, watching her play with rocks with great interest, and the shadows of the two of them covered together.

"When I was young, I often played alone like this," Yu Xinyue said, throwing away the branch: "It's so boring."

Qin Qing took her hand and didn't go back to the car immediately, but walked slowly along the road.

The sun shines on the gravel road, the small stones are shining brightly, and the surrounding green grass and green trees seem to be covered with a layer of golden yarn.

"Oh." Yu Xinyue suddenly sighed.

Qin Qing asked: "What?"

Yu Xinyue: "Director Pei asked me to film again. I haven't spent a few days with you. After I finish the movie I promised him, I won't be an actor. Stay at home and be Mrs. Qin, okay? ?”

Qin Qing curled her mouth: "Okay."

Yu Xinyue said again: "From now on, you will support me, okay? My lord."

Qin Qing laughed again, and said softly, "Okay."

Yu Xinyue: "I want to write a song for you every day, and you supervise me, okay? Wife."

Qin Qing's ears were flushed, all the anger and hatred just now dissipated, and the heart on his chest was soaked in ice water, and suddenly met a cluster of scorching sun in the abyss.She responded in a low voice: "Okay."

Walk to a gazebo and stop.

The two of them went in to rest and saw that the mountains were covered in red and the forests were gradually dyed.

Yu Xinyue looked at Qin Qing and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Qing lowered her head slightly.

Yu Xinyue rolled into her arms, bent her eyes, and smiled.She took Qin Qing's smooth and white wrist, and caressed it impolitely, like an apprentice: "Actually, I have wanted to touch you like this for a long time, and I wanted to do this when we first met."

Qin Qing's eyes were wide open, and his always calm and calm expression rarely showed surprise: "How old were you then?"

"It's very big." Yu Xinyue said softly, "Anyway, it's older than you."

Qin Qing smiled, thinking she was joking.

"At that time, I never thought that one day I would be able to hold you in my arms." She hugged the woman's slender waist and smelled a faint fragrance, which was still cold and warm, like melting snow.It seems that Qin Qing hasn't changed her perfume since she boasted casually that day.

She cares about every word she says, even if she mentions it casually.

Suddenly realizing this, Yu Xinyue's eyes lit up, she looked up at Qin Qing with tender eyes: "Did I never tell you why I like playing the piano?"

Qin Qing was startled slightly, shaking his head.

Yu Xinyue laughed: "When I was very young, I was lost on the road and was picked up by a beautiful sister. She took me to her house. Her house is very big and beautiful, full of flowers, and there is a big pond."

Qin Qing opened his eyes wide, with a soft and moving light flowing in them.

Yu Xinyue continued: "She took me home, but I was very scared and kept crying until she sat by the piano and played me a song for Alice." A child who only knows how to cry, when the notes floated by her side, she seemed to see the sun, sand, mountains and oceans, and a strange brilliance burst into the eyes of the child at that moment, and a brand new and magnificent palace slowly opened to her.

"She made me fall in love with the piano, and I always thought, if only I could see her again."

Qin Qing held Yu Xinyue's hand, with deep eyebrows, and said softly, "I've seen it."

Yu Xinyue also hugged her: "Well, I knew it a long time ago. You see, before you knew it, there was already a girl who thanked you, missed you, and admired you like this. So, love yourself well. "

"You are the best and the most worthy..." She said for a long time, "In short, you are the best, the best."

Qin Qing pressed her forehead and said softly, "You are also the best."

After a while, Qin Qing said again: "That day, do you know why I met you?"

Yu Xinyue raised her eyes: "Why?"

Qin Qing: "My mother passed away. I couldn't see her for the last time. I miss her very much."

Yu Xinyue put her arms around her, put her hand on her back, and touched the butterfly bone.

"It seems that I will meet you every time I am down." Qin Qing smiled: "It's like seeing a rainbow after the rain."

There are thousands of people in the world, don't seek for floating clouds, people are like rainbows, you will know when you meet them.

Yu Xinyue: "Obviously you are the rainbow. You gave me a dream 20 years ago, and you handed me an umbrella ten years ago. So Qingqing, what do we call this? Marriage is destined!"

The two rubbed their ears together for a while, then continued to walk along the path covered with gravel and fallen leaves. The path winds up the mountain, and golden grass leaves stick out their heads from the rocks, swaying with the wind.

Xiaotangshan is not high, and it doesn't take much effort to climb the highest peak.

They stood side by side, overlooking Hanjiang City in the distance, and the golden sun in the distance.

Yu Xinyue stretched out her hand, as if holding the sun and the city in her palm.The mountain wind blew over, and it was a bit cold, and the dress and autumn grass swayed together.

Qin Qing turned her head to look at the young woman, saw her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, her small cherry mouth was slightly pursed, so white that it glowed.

All backgrounds are gray, only she has color.

Just like a gray and white scroll, suddenly a touch of bright color appears.Running into her is like bumping into a rainbow, embracing her is like embracing the sun.

Qin Qing followed Yu Xinyue's eyes to look into the distance, and saw the bustling city with traffic.

Some people say that this world is corrupt, crazy, and inhuman, but you are sober, gentle, and spotless.

Some people also say, the so-called world, isn't it you?

Because you are among the world, I love the world, and myself a little.

She turned sideways and saw the neon lights in Yu Xinyue's eyes.

Yu Xinyue also turned her head, looked at her, and smiled slightly.

Ever since the haze spread out, life is beautiful and picturesque, and thousands of words are spoken.