Biography of Haiguo

He lost his temper at the end, and his raised eyebrows went down, like a defeated old dog.

Qian Xiaohuan, who had won a big victory, happily ran to the presidential palace, but was rudely kicked out by the secretary. The reason was that the president was busy with state affairs and would not see any guests for the time being.But what kind of character is she, Qian Xiaohuan?Crying and singing at the gate of the Presidential Palace in broad daylight, she looked like a lunatic, causing the onlookers to almost block the main road in front of the gate, and finally the staff of the Presidential Palace, who were parched and tongue-tied, had to put her " Please" went in.

However, as the saying goes, one thing falls one thing, and the way of heaven is reincarnated. Qian Xiaohuan, who entered the presidential palace, soon became honest-Shen Changhe was very polite to him, but only "polite", to the point of alienation ; and the tall and vicious woman named Xie Chenzhou next to him made her instinctively terrified.

Because of her "unworthy girl", Qian Shu had to go to the presidential palace several times in a row. Finally, Qian Xiaohuan, who realized that she had no chance of marrying the president, had to make a compromise: she could stay, but it was only limited to Just be the secretary next to the president, serving tea and pouring water.

At the end of November, it has been almost half a year since she came to the presidential palace.In the past six months, Shen Changhe's body weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.At the very beginning, he was able to run around the country and deal with state affairs in person, but soon he was out of breath after walking a few steps; before the inaugural speech in October, a beautiful young The mixed-race woman came to the presidential palace, and after that, his health improved again, so he was able to successfully complete the morning-long presidential inauguration ceremony.

However, from then until now, all his latent illnesses seemed to have erupted at the same time, with a menacing force, instantly crushing this man who was still "normal" in other respects despite his always sick face—first From time to time, he vomited blood and fell into a coma, then lost the ability to walk, and finally even his eyesight began to decline.Because she couldn't read the words clearly, she became Shen Changhe's "eyes" and dutifully took on the important task of assisting the president in handling state affairs.

Shen Changhe's consciousness has always been clear, but his speech is getting slower and slower, and his voice is getting softer. Qian Xiaohuan knows that this is because his "illness" is getting worse. Maybe it is true as his father said, he will not survive. long.Seeing Shen Changhe like this, she would always feel very sad, and even couldn't help but hide in the toilet and cry secretly, but she always showed a lively and lively appearance in front of him: because she was afraid of him Hearing his own crying, he will think wildly and aggravate his condition.

However, Shen Changhe is not as fragile as Qian Xiaohuan thought.When he was free, although he didn't have the strength to speak, he was still willing to listen to her babbling bad jokes, and then responded with a cooperative smile; when the sun was shining, she would push him at his request The wheelchair walked to the French windows on the sunny side, and he just leaned on the back of the wheelchair weakly, his beautiful green eyes staring blankly at the direction of the sunlight, staring blankly for a long time.

By this time, his condition seemed to have stabilized a lot, neither recovered nor continued to deteriorate, which made the naturally optimistic Qian Xiaohuan think that he would remain in this state forever - although he was half dead, he could still live.

until today.

As usual, he told a lot of embarrassing things about himself and his colleagues, and Qian Xiaohuan, who tried to make him feel better, told the story to the point that his mouth was parched.Just as she was crying, Shen Changhe, who had always been silent, suddenly opened his mouth for the first time: "Xiaohuan, go and drink some water, and bring me a bowl of white fungus porridge by the way."

"Ah, President! Can you eat?" Qian Xiaohuan's eyes widened in overjoy, and she almost jumped up with joy: "Wait a minute, I'll call the cafeteria to prepare it for you!"

"En." Shen Changhe responded softly, half-opened his green eyes, his long eyelashes moved, and a smile appeared at the corner of his pale mouth: "Go."

"Okay!" Qian Xiaohuan bouncing straight to the kitchen.While gulping down the water, she instructed the canteen chef vigorously: "Master, the president's appetite has recovered. He said he wants to eat white fungus porridge. Tonight, let's make longan lotus seeds and eight-treasure white fungus porridge. Let's eat together." !"

"Really? The President's body is about to recover?" "Yes, after all, he is only in his early 40s, how could he be so sick all the time? Oh, don't dawdle Lao Li, hurry up and fire!"

……

The cafeteria was full of laughter. Ten minutes later, Qian Xiaohuan walked back to the President's Office with the freshly made hot porridge impatiently, while vigorously blowing away the heat from the porridge bowl, while laughing: "President, the white fungus porridge is here! "

no respond.However, Qian Xiaohuan has long been accustomed to his "indifference". She knelt down in front of him with a tray in her hand, and blinked playfully: "President, is it time to eat? I just blew it, so it's not hot anymore." .”

In front of her, Shen Changhe had already closed his eyes.The eyebrows, which are always used to be slightly frowned, are stretched out, and the long and thick eyelashes quietly cover the lower eyelids, reflecting a very charming arc in the afternoon sun.His hands had already dropped from the edge of the armrest of the wheelchair, and the documents he was holding were silently scattered on the floor, reflecting a little warm light.

According to historical records, on November 42th, 29nd year of the United States, Shen Changhe, the fourth president, fell ill due to overwork and died of illness at the age of 43. Later generations respected him as "the father of the Republic".In December of the same year, the 29-year-old Xie Chenzhou, who was the president of the Baath Party at the time, passed the congressional election and was elected the fifth president of the United States of Qin with 60.00% of the votes. During Xie Chenzhou's ten years in office, Qin's economy developed rapidly , and successfully developed a new type of rocket, and made breakthroughs in weapon precision guidance technology, making this once "weak country" that has been impoverished and weak for hundreds of years finally be able to rank among the world's powerful countries.

In the 52nd year of the United States, after Xie Chenzhou resigned as the President, he worshiped in the Taoist gate of Mount Qingcheng because of his fascination with Taoism, abandoning the secular world and escaping from the world of mortals.Xie has never been married in her life, and has no children and no daughters. However, she has made great contributions to the founding of the Qin Dynasty, and has written a lot on local religion and philosophy. Later generations honored her as "the first female politician and philosopher in the history of the Qin Dynasty. ".Among the people, it is already as famous as the Shen family.

In December 83 of the United States of America, in Mount Qingcheng.The old female Taoist priest held a thick scripture book and raised her head slightly to the heavy snow outside the door, only to find that her dim old eyes could no longer see the distant scenery clearly.Sighing, she was about to put on her clothes and go to sleep when she heard a soft knock on the door suddenly.

The female Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, murmuring "who is it" dumbly, and pushed open the door.However, at this moment, she was completely dumbfounded——

With black hair like a waterfall, green eyes like water, the young man is as beautiful as an elf, wearing a snow-white cloak.The man smiled and held out his hand to her: "Xiaozhou."

"General, general... Changhe... Shen Changhe!"

The 70-year-old Xie Chenzhou rubbed his eyes vigorously, and muddy tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.She chanted his name almost obsessively, threw herself into his arms like a girl, and cried bitterly; finally she had enough crying, and was tired from crying, maintaining this posture, she closed her eyes heavily.

In the early morning of the next day, the young Taoist priests who came to invite An to do the morning class found that their respected Master Yuqing had collapsed in the snow, his face was pale, and there was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, but he had already lost his breath.

--end--

Reunion

November 570th, Friday, 29 AD.

In a residential building on the outskirts of Beijing, there is a small but clean resident.After the bedside alarm bell rang for the tenth time, a slender white hand snapped it off, and then, a man with bird's-nest messy hair reluctantly got up, Stepping on the slippers with long hands and long feet, she got out of bed.While yawning and frowning, he fetched the toothbrush and towel from the bathroom, solved the washing problem with cold water casually, combed his hair straight and tied it into a ponytail casually, and sighed into the gray-green eyes in the mirror With a sigh of relief, he stretched his hand into the drawer under the mirror:

"There is a big difference between being old and immortal, getting up in the middle of the night to put on lipstick, wearing colored contact lenses after applying lipstick, and scaring children by wearing women's clothes..."

Humming an ugly tune, the man skillfully took out two contact lenses and put them on, the green irises instantly turned dark brown.He yawned lazily again, casually put on a white coat and then an antifreeze coat, rubbed his hands and went downstairs.

"Hey, Dr. Shen, are you going to work so early?" The peddler who sells pancakes, fruits, flatbreads and eggs greeted him enthusiastically.The man took the hot flatbread egg, took a big bite out of shape, and smiled at the oil stains on his face: "There is no way, the soul of a migrant worker, if you don't work, you will starve to death."

The peddler was also amused: "I said, Doctor Shen, what kind of job do you still look like? Going to participate in TV auditions to be an idol star or something, wouldn't you earn a lot of money?"

"Come on, an actor is an actor, still an idol star? What's wrong with being an actor, I'd rather starve to death." The man snorted disdainfully, and went straight to his clinic with a pancake egg in his mouth.

The four gold-plated characters of "Pet Hospital", together with the shabby facade below, blend perfectly with the messy buildings in the nearby slums.After eating the flatbread eggs, Dr. Shen rubbed his oily hands on the white coat casually, shrinking his neck from the cold——damn,