For teacher, for father

Ji Hao was dumbfounded, and called out the name in a daze, and looked at the man who came in first with his black eyes without blinking.

The man was dressed in a black high-end suit, with a straight figure, and there was no fluctuation in his indifferent expression.The hair was shaved short, looking fresh and cold.

He was very sure that this face... definitely looked like Xu Fu who had taken care of him for several months!It's just that the eyes of the person in front of him are more deep and restrained, without waves. The only difference from the calm doctor Xu Fu in memory is... this person is more mature and steady.

"Xu Fu..." Ji Hao called out softly again. If he was dressed in long hair and clothed in common clothes, this person would definitely look exactly like Xu Fu!

……

"Are you calling me?" The man was silent for a while, then asked in confusion.The tone was indifferent and casual, and he skillfully motioned to the people around him to hand over his business card to Ji Hao: "Sorry, you seem to have misidentified the person. Although my surname is Xu, my name is Xu Mo, a Chinese-American — your immediate superior."

Ji Hao took the delicate Chinese business card, and it really had the words 'Xu Mo Leo' printed on it.And Ji Hao's usual work is simple, and the company divides the middle and high-level management very separately, so apart from the department head, he really has never met this Chinese general manager.

"Sorry." The young man rubbed his short black hair, which felt fine and hard... Ji Hao, who was used to long hair, was very uncomfortable.He could only pretend to be suffering from the aftermath of the air crash to win his mother's sympathy, opened his eyes wide and innocently said: "My head is still a little dizzy, thank you for coming to visit me, general manager."

"This is what it should be. Such a big thing has happened... You don't have to go to the government about the insurance matter. The company will act as an agent. You have a month's vacation, is it enough?"

Xu Mo was very efficient in doing things, but also very indifferent. He said it was a visit, but he just sent a lot of fruit supplements. His young face was still indifferent. Only when he asked the doctor about Ji Hao's condition, the man would It is rare to bring a touch of seriousness, as if thinking about the time of vacation.

"If it's not enough, you can come to me to ask for leave."

"The company is short of staff these days. I heard from your supervisor that your ability is very good." Xu Mo said some polite words in a formulaic way, put the fruit supplements he brought next to Ji Hao's hospital bed, and looked around slightly After checking the clock on the wall, he said, "I hope you will come back to us soon, Ji Hao."

"Thank you..." The young man said habitually, and suddenly felt that it was very strange for him to speak like this, so he had to change his words in a bit of embarrassment: "OK, I mean... I know, it won't be too long."

"Yeah." The man nodded, and finally cast a strange glance at Ji Hao who was in a strange mood, nodded to Ji's mother who was standing by, and then stood up: "Then I'll go back to the company first, you should have a good rest. "

"Bye..." Ji Hao opened his mouth, forcing himself to speak English with a modern tone. God knows he hasn't spoken English for almost ten years. Even though he has stayed in the United States for a long time, it feels very good to pick it up again. jerky and weird.

Yes, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that the years he had experienced were all dreams in his own imagination...

Changed from Zhao Zheng to Ying Zheng, Qi Yi, Lu Buwei, Zhao Ji, Xu Fu... These people, he has been in contact with and known, he knows what the first emperor Ying Zheng likes to eat, Qi Yi and Ying Zheng know each other How dramatic the process was, and I even remembered the taste of the ginger water that Xu Fu forced himself to drink. These people and these things really happened in his life!

Ji Hao painfully pressed his head, which was wrapped in circles of white bandages, his head hurt, as if even his body was clamoring to resist these memories.

"Son?" Seeing Ji Hao's helpless appearance, Ji's mother hurried over and hugged the young man who was much taller than her, and held her tightly in her arms: "It's okay, it's okay son...you're back, safe It's with mother."

"Yeah. I'm back..." The young man bent his lips helplessly, leaning against the woman's arms, he suddenly felt sore and sore eye sockets, and some hot liquid was about to come out of his eyes, so he had to close the beautiful pair of clothes as if covering up. Fengyan raised her arms to embrace her mother, and sighed softly: "Yes...Mom, I'm back."

For almost half a month afterwards, Ji Hao obediently stayed in the hospital to recuperate under the company of his parents.It's just that young people still read some newspapers of the season and the news after their air crash in their spare time, trying to make up for their lost memories and time.

According to the doctor and his mother, he did not remain in a coma for a long time, and it seemed that the time was less than a week...but he was also the only one who survived the air crash.

The young man was not interested in the specific rescue and treatment process. During these two weeks, Ji Hao felt as if he was dreaming. He didn't think about anything, didn't dare to think about anything, dared not recall anything. , let yourself adapt to today's modern life.

He is no longer going to bed at [-] o'clock in the evening. Before going to bed, he can watch TV, play computer and surf the Internet, or listen to some music and watch DVDs. There are many entertainment items that fill his life.

He can sleep late, he can eat delicious meals... He returned to the world after 2000.

The young man leaned gently on the soft pillow behind him, dressed in pajamas, tilted his head slightly, and listened to the quiet and soft music coming from the earphones.The curve of the lips was light and soft, and the sunlight quietly filtered through the window and sprinkled on Ji Hao's fair cheeks, outlining a warm golden thin edge for him, looking peaceful and beautiful.

……

His parents went to the airport to pick up his cousin, so he finally had his own time to relax.

These days, Ji Hao has been very tired, as if something strangled his neck, even breathing is a painful and long thing.

The long and continuous piano music guided the young man's huge thoughts, and finally, Ji Hao closed his eyes, his thoughts were confused - who is he and who should he be!Is it Ji Hao, an ordinary person, or Ji Hao, Ying Zheng's mentor? !

Zhenger...

That child is going to be sad again, losing his good brother Qi Yi all of a sudden, how can a 13-year-old boy be allowed to gain a foothold in this chaotic world of the Warring States Period?

Moreover, Ying Zheng is sitting on the golden throne, and must accept everyone's attention and covetousness.

In the resplendent Xianyang Palace, there is one person who can treat him sincerely and give him a shoulder to cry on...

Ji Hao felt sorry for his students, so he pressed his sore temples indiscriminately, took off his earphones and infusion tubes, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, rushed to the computer next to him, and started searching for relevant information online.

He couldn't lie to himself, let alone live in such a shadow for the rest of his life.He wanted to see Ying Zheng, wanted to know what would happen to the boy after he left, and was going crazy thinking about it.

Among the huge amount of information searched, there is nothing wrong with the direction of the history of the Qin State. It is still the 13-year-old Prince Zheng who came to the throne after the death of King Zhuang Xiang, and after the age of 22, he eradicated the forces of Lu Buwei and Lai Ai, officially Qin. Zheng, destroy the six kingdoms, unify the weights and measures, called the First Emperor, and established a powerful and unified empire.

In 210 BC, Yingzheng sent Xu Fu, a pharmacist in the palace, to the sea to find the elixir for him, but the result was... "The criminal minister Xu Fu monopolized the holy medicine, but he did not hand it over to the emperor, and he disappeared afterwards."

The young man frowned, and carefully looked at the dense and huge materials, until there were some unconfirmed detailed unofficial histories at the back, he saw an all-too-familiar name: "When Emperor Shi Huang was young, he was trapped in Zhao, and his master Ji Hao tutored him in literature and history...'

His name, what he did, and even the war that was changed by Ji Hao were all printed on the computer screen in detail.And the invention of the stirrup is not known how many years earlier.

In 247 BC, Ji Hao died, and was assassinated by the Xinling Lord Wei Wuji.Since the king respected his teacher, he was naturally saddened, so he suffered a serious illness and his temperament changed drastically...'

a serious illness...

Ji Hao's heart was empty, and he stared closely at the description on the screen. He could even imagine Ying Zheng's expression after learning of his death in his mind.

He could use this method to know what happened to Zheng'er after that, but what about Ying Zheng... Ji Hao didn't dare to continue imagining, let alone imagine what happened after the mere eight characters of "a serious illness and a major change in temperament" in wild history. Horrible process.That young man not only has to bear such pain alone, but also faces Lu Buwei and Lao Ai's wolf-hearted tiger and leopard...

In an instant, Ji Hao's face was pale, and his brain was empty. The only feeling he felt was pain, a heart-piercing pain.

The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand, and wiped his sore, swollen and painful lower eye sockets, but there was not a single tear—there was no tear in his great sorrow, he was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't even shed any tears from the TV, computer, and other equipment. This kind of high-tech product is not worth what he treasures in his heart... The picture of a young man bathed in the sun with a natural smile on his lips is so precious.

After a one-month vacation, Xu Mo came to the company as usual, and greeted Ji Hao in casual clothes early, and the young man silently handed over a letter of resignation.

"What's wrong? The physical problem is serious?" The man didn't accept Ji Hao's resignation letter, but instead pulled him to sit casually on the sofa in his spacious and luxurious office, with a brisk tone: "Until you think it over, I won't Take it."

"There is no problem with my body anymore, thank you for your concern, and... I have thought it through."

There was no expression on the young man's face, Xu Mo said nothing, just stared at Ji Hao and sized him up.The only thing to say is that he can still see some morbidity. The casual beige shirt sets off his slender and tall figure. Unlike Xu Mo who is dressed in a formal suit, Ji Hao looks more casual and lazy.

"Oh, so what are you going to do next?"

"I want to travel...go back to China for a while." Seeing the other party chatting with him with a rare smile, Ji Hao finally put down the resignation letter, but his voice was still a little hoarse: "Some things have to be resolved."

"Travel... Would you like to go to Hong Kong? I have a project to go there in a few days, and we can go play together for a few days."

"..." The young man in front of him was different from the indifference he met for the first time. He was completely distorting his topic. Ji Hao had no choice but to answer: "No, I want to go to Xi'an to have a look."

"Terracotta Warriors?"

"Well, the ticket is already booked, and we'll be leaving the day after tomorrow." Answering casually, Ji Hao was already a little absent-minded.Tortured by worries and nightmares every day for the past few days, he really wanted to visit Xi'an, even if what he saw was only ruins after 2000 years of wind and rain.

Xu Mo still answered very slowly, staring at Ji Hao indifferently. After the two of them looked at each other speechlessly for a while, the man narrowed his eyes rarely, showed a soft smile, and said softly: "You know Who asked you to go to China to do that planned case?"

"It was I who asked your supervisor to appoint you to go. In fact, the original quota has already been assigned to someone else."

"……I don't know."

"Because I saw your resume by chance. At that time your name was Ji Hao." The man sighed, and suddenly laughed again. Under the suspicious eyes of the young man, he approached him quickly, stretched out his long arms, and pressed Ji Hao's slender body. Shoulder, he held him in his arms involuntarily, and said in a low and soft voice that only the two of them could hear: "Even after 2000 years, I still remember your appearance...Master Ji."