The villain uncle dressed as the hero

With a "ding", the phone rang.

An order has been taken.

When getting out of the car, Shen Qiaohe wanted to carry Qin Luoning on his back, but just as his feet left the ground, he passed out due to the unbearable pain.

A Ding rushed into the house with someone in his arms. Doctor Zhou was originally a private doctor hired by the Qin family. He heard that Shen Qiaohe had been waiting for a long time since he ran out of the hospital.

When Qin Luoning chased in with bare feet enduring the pain, he saw Dr. Zhou taking off Shen Qiaohe's clothes.

What caught my eye was a large area of ​​blood red, the entire bandage was stained red, and the wound that had been sutured just a few hours ago had all burst open.Had to redo the stitches.

Qin Luoning's heart was pounding: Was he carrying himself back under such circumstances?But all this...why?

Qin Luoning really couldn't figure out why Shen Qiaohe would do this.

Could it be that, as the housekeeper and A Ding each said, Shen Qiaohe has changed?

But how could such a thing be possible?Is it possible for a person to be a different person after being hit?

Two hours later, Shen Qiaohe's injuries were effectively contained.

Dr. Zhou was exhausted, and repeatedly told Ading what to pay attention to.

"There is nothing serious at the moment. Fortunately, no important parts have been injured. But you can't be so self-willed and run around. If Mr. Shen doesn't want to be hospitalized, I'll go home and change clothes first, and come back tomorrow morning."

"Excuse me, Doctor Zhou, I'll see you off."

A Ding sent Dr. Zhou out.

Qin Luoning was lost in thought facing the dark room alone.

When A Ding came back, he bumped into Qin Luoning: "Master, do you want to go in and have a look?"

He subconsciously denied: "I don't..."

"Master, when the sir got into the ambulance, he asked me to come back and take care of you, just because he was afraid that you would do something stupid. He has been worried about you all the time. If you go to see him, he must be very happy. "

Yeah?Is what Adin said true?But Qin Luoning really couldn't figure it out.

How could Shen Qiaohe seem to be a different person after being hit on the head by himself.

Finally, Qin Luoning entered the room.

Sitting in front of the bed, watching the man's eyes closed tightly, if it wasn't for the excessively pale lips, he would have looked as if he had fallen asleep.

Qin Luoning's eyes swept across Shen Qiaohe's face inch by inch, looking at such outstanding facial features, it made people's eyes hard to open at a glance, and he suddenly remembered a memory.

That was before the car accident, his mother held his hand and said to him, "I'm sorry."

Those were the last words his parents said to him.

From that day on, he hated the word "sorry" to the core, but tonight, the words "sorry" that came out of Shen Qiaohe's mouth were unexpectedly pleasant.Even if it was wrapped in the nectar of honey, it made him feel short-lived warmth.

Then, his father turned the steering wheel sharply onto the guardrail next to him, Qin Luoning was held tightly in his mother's arms, and the sounds of ambulances and police cars came and went.Rescuers struggled to get him out of his mother's arms.

It was raining heavily outside, and Qin Luoning sat in the heavy rain in a daze, watching the rescuers lift his mother and father out of the overturned and damaged car.

A man wearing a black windbreaker and holding a vinyl umbrella, with an extremely handsome face, covered his head with the umbrella, blocking him from the overwhelming rain.

The man bent down slightly, with gentle eyes and a soft voice: "A-Ning, do you remember me? I'm Uncle Shen, your father's friend. I'll take you home."

In fact, the moment the man appeared, Qin Luoning noticed him, because he had never seen such a good-looking man.

The man called him Aning.Only parents would call him that.

Qin Luoning handed over the man's hand.

Thinking of this, Qin Luoning suddenly felt sore in his heart.

He used to be like a puppy abandoned by his parents, someone reached out to him.He cheered from the bottom of his heart.

In the past, he also liked this Uncle Shen.At the beginning, he approached cautiously and fawned cautiously.But as the days went by, the man revealed his ugly face. In the long-term violence and oppression, his original expectations and loves were worn away little by little.Only hatred remained.

Qin Luoning thought that he knew Shen Qiaohe well enough.The other party is despicable, violent, has a strong desire to control, is disgusting and perverted, puts on airs, and is sanctimonious.

If a man is like this all the time, he will definitely not soften his heart, and he will definitely not waver.

But suddenly, the man changed again.He seemed to be back to the way we first met.

In the past, he was the young master of the Qin family. Shen Qiaohe's disguise can be said to be for property.But now, he has nothing, just a lost dog that no one wants.Shen Qiaohe has absolutely no need to act with him anymore.

So...why?

In the endless entanglement, Qin Luoning stretched out his hand and held the man's cold fingers.

Putting his cheeks close to Shen Qiao and his heart, he felt a little bit of peace of mind when he heard the voice from his chest.

There was the faint sound of fireworks exploding.

Qin Luoning closed his eyes, tears streaming down his line.

He thought, now that he has nothing, maybe he can try again.

Go trust a man once.

Qin Luoning stayed by Shen Qiao and the bedside for a whole night.

Shen Qiaohe didn't wake up until now because of excessive blood loss.

Qin Luoning's stomach was rumbling with hunger, and his feet were off the ground. The foot that was bandaged last night hurt badly, and as soon as it touched the ground, it started to hurt like a knife again.

He almost went downstairs on tiptoe, facing a flood of Chinese New Year posters, looking at a table of cold dishes, his heart was a little blocked.

In the early hours of the first day of the new year, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers sounded intermittently outside, and the whole world seemed to be full of vitality and joy.

But for Qin Luoning, there was nothing that made him happy on the first day of the new year.

Today is the first anniversary of the death of his parents.

A'Ding has been busy for most of the night, and he is still sleeping now.Qin Luoning put on his coat, because it was snowing, he also brought an umbrella.

Open the door, and the wind and snow pour in.

When Qin Luoning walked to the gate, he saw Uncle Zhang's car parked at the gate.

Qin Luoning's expression was rather surprised: "Uncle Zhang?"

There was too much snow outside, and the driver urged him to get in the car quickly.

Qin Luoning shook off the cold air all over her body, put away her umbrella and hid in the car.

Uncle Zhang went home yesterday, why did he appear here so early in the morning.

The driver said: "At first, Mr. Shen said that he would drive you to visit the grave of the old lady. Last night, Mr. suddenly called me and asked me to pick you up to the cemetery in the morning. The things needed for the grave are also prepared. "

Qin Luoning's lips trembled when he heard the words, but he turned his head away without saying anything in the end.

The driver glanced at Qin Luoning's eyes through the rearview mirror: "Master, what's wrong, sir?"

Qin Luoning pursed her lips, thinking of the intricate scenes of last night, she didn't answer.

He's in a mess right now.

There is a trace of loss in my heart.

Seeing that Qin Luoning remained silent, Uncle Zhang didn't ask any further questions.

The car drove all the way to the cemetery.

Jingcheng has the habit of offering sacrifices to ancestors on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and a bunch of flowers are placed in front of many tombstones to mourn.

Qin Luoning came a bit late, the tombstones around Qin Sheng and his wife had been cleaned, the incense was still burning, there were a lot of fruits and flowers, it looked very lively.

The more lively the surrounding area was, the colder the tomb of Qin Sheng and his wife seemed.

At that moment, Qin Luoning suddenly woke up.Why on the first day of the new year, none of the relatives of the Qin family who were crying for his parents in front of him came to see him.

In his memory, the so-called "good uncle Qin Wen" never mentioned the matter of sweeping his parents' graves.

The thick snow in front of the tomb seemed to be mocking his wishful thinking.

Qin Luoning swept the snow with a broom, lit incense, and placed flowers in front of the tombstone.

Uncle Zhang was helping to burn the yellow paper.

Qin Luoning sat leaning against the tombstone in silence for a while, and gently stroked the young photos of his parents on the tombstone with his fingers.

On the way back, the driver also noticed Qin Luoning's unusual silence today, and he observed Qin Luoning in the mirror several times.

While waiting for a traffic light at an intersection, there was a cake shop still open on the corner of the street.

A mother was leading her child out, and the child was very happy, circling around the cake in the mother's hand.

Looking at the cakes surrounded by lights in the window, Qin Luoning fell into a deeper silence.

The first day of the new year is not only the anniversary of his parents' death, but also Qin Luoning's birthday.

Qin Sheng is very busy with business, and sometimes he may not be home for more than half a year.

In Qin Luoning's memory, the three of them had never gathered together to celebrate his birthday.

Finally, on his tenth birthday, his father promised not to go out and spend his birthday with him.

At that time, the family made an appointment to celebrate Qin Luoning's birthday at the hot spring villa in Xishan on the first day of the new year, but unexpectedly there was a car accident on the way.

The cake his father had ordered for him fell to the ground and became sticky from the heavy rain.

From the moment the sharp braking sound hit the railing, Qin Luoning knew that no one would celebrate his birthday in this world anymore.

Qin Luoning wiped away his tears calmly, the green light turned on, and the car restarted.

In order to conceal his gaffe, Qin Luoning asked such a question: "Uncle Zhang, what do you think of Shen Qiaohe now?"

The driver was silent for a long time: "Mr. is not the same as before."

Qin Luoning turned his face away from the window, watching the scenery outside quickly receding, not knowing what he was thinking.

The road was congested on a snowy day, and by the time Qin Luoning arrived home, it was almost night.

Qin's house was pitch black.

Qin Luoning was feeling strange, when he opened the door and entered, there was a sudden "bang" sound inside, and something flew onto Qin Luoning's body, which startled him.

At this time, a candle was lit in the dim room, and a large automatically rotating candle played the melody of happy birthday. A Ding, who had just put the ribbon on the side, clapped his hands along with the melody.

After a piece of candlelight, the man with gold-rimmed eyes had a handsome face and sang softly to the melody: "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... happybirthdayto Aning happybirthdayto Aning~"

The man spoke clearly and his voice was pleasant to the ears, Qin Luoning's eyes were suddenly sore and astringent.

He clenched his fists tightly, trying not to cry out.

Qin Luoning walked up to the man: "When did you wake up?"

Shen Qiaohe said, "Hurry up and make a wish, let's blow out the candles."

Under the faint candlelight, the facial features of Shen Qiao and Junxiu were coated with a layer of halo, and the slightly curved peach blossom eyes looked extraordinarily moving.

Qin Luoning just stared at him without blinking.

A'Ding came over and urged, "Master, please make a wish."

Only then did Qin Luoning wake up from a dream, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and silently made a wish in his heart.

The first thing he saw when he woke up was still Shen Qiao and his smiling eyes.

He lightly blew out the candle, and there was applause.

The lights in the house were turned on again, and it was brightly lit.

A Ding urged: "Master, cut the cake quickly."

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