Strong alliance

In the VIP ward of the hospital, Xiao Xi was lying on a white hospital bed. The sunset light came in through the glass, finally staining his pale face with blood.

He didn't sleep well, cold sweat kept leaking from his forehead, and he kept repeating the same word "Get lost!"

Obviously weak, but every sound is full of anger.

No one knew what he was dreaming about. It could be seen from just this one word that everything in the dream was very bad.

An Yu, who was standing by the bed, tried to wake Xiao Xi up, but the doctor told him that Xiao Xi was not asleep, but a hypoglycemic coma caused by stimulation.All the reactions now are subconscious actions, and they can only wait for people to wake up.

An Yu stared at his face, vulnerable and uneasy like a frightened cat that wanted to jump up and resist, but his leg was broken and he could only moan weakly.

An Yu poured hot water, soaked the towel in it and wrung it dry, and kept wiping Xiaoxi's sweat, with very light movements, as if the person on the bed would shatter if touched.

will be fine.

Xiao Xi is such an optimistic person, he will be fine.

It was noon of the next day when Xiao Xi opened his eyes again, his throat was dry as if on fire, he stared at the white ceiling for a long time before he regained his consciousness, and squeezed out a word: "Water."

An Yu, who was lying on the bed and concentrating, woke up immediately. He helped him to sit up, and brought the water glass to Xiao Xi's lips.

After a long drought and rain, Xiao Xi put his hand on the back of An Yu's hand and drank eagerly. After recovering, he noticed that An Yu's eyes were black and bloodshot.

He reached out and touched it: "Did you stay up all night?"

"Sleeping." An Yu said stiffly, and he could tell lies when he opened his eyes.

"Liar!" Xiao Xi exposed him, moved his finger down slowly, rubbed his chapped lips, and asked: "Did you never drink water?"

An Yu was afraid that he would be worried, so with a paralyzed face and a hoarse voice, he continued to insist: "Drink it."

"You're lying to a ghost!" Xiao Xi was furious. An Yu looked like he was going to be buried in the ground. He took a big sip of water and kissed him fiercely.

When a certain person closes his eyes, he is like a piece of paper that can be blown away by the wind, but when he opens his eyes, he is no longer him.

An Yu was kissed suddenly, he didn't react, he almost choked to death with a mouthful of water, and switched places with Xiao Xi.

He Chen stepped into the ward in a hurry and saw such a scene. Lawyer An was sitting on the bedside coughing violently, his face was flushed, and Mr. Xiao gave him a pat on the back...

He Chen suspected that he had entered the wrong time and space, so he exited and re-entered, and it was still this chaotic scene.

"Don't toss back and forth, you'll feel dizzy." Xiao Xi stopped He Chen, he was weak but not weak: "How about it, have you talked to the boss of UNT?"

Although He Chen was terribly cowardly in words, Xiao Xi knew that he would not be cowardly in action.

"We met." He Chen finally came to his senses, he really didn't expect Xiao Xi to be so troublesome as soon as he woke up, and grabbed a chair by himself: "But the situation is not very good, Wen Ya insisted that it was them Originality, she believes in her partners, it is impossible to copy other people's ideas."

Xiao Xi grasped an important point: "You mean, the main person in charge of UNT in this project is her partner?"

"En." He Chen nodded: "Wen Ya said that she had been busy with the infringement case some time ago, so she handed it over to Xu Hao, and the design materials in their hands are quite complete, even processed, We have absolutely no advantage."

Xiao Xi's face was full of irritability: "It's really possible, you actually robbed my son, and the brain cells are dead?"

"I don't have such a humble son." An Yu regained his strength, and almost passed away when he heard Xiao Xi's words.

He has seen Xiao Xi's design concept. He is a mudslide in the design world. Others follow the beautiful and gentle style. He likes to follow the bold and earthy style, but he still made a way out.

Xiao Xi poked his waist: "You have to recognize it if you don't, and you already have many sons."

An Yu: "..."

He really wanted to stuff these sons back into their mother's womb and recreate them!

Seeing An Yu's aggrieved but helpless expression, Xiao Xi's mood improved a lot, and he turned around and continued to ask He Chen: "The organizer really disqualified us? Is there no room for maneuver?" ?”

"No." He Chen shook his head: "They knew that Wen Ya was Wen Mingshun's daughter, and their attitude was very firm. They almost insisted that you were a plagiarist. Maybe you can ask Uncle Xiao for help. He came to see you yesterday."

"He's been here?" Xiao Xi cast his eyes on An Yu.

An Yu hesitated for a moment and nodded: "I came to see you last night, and I left after sitting for a while."

"Did he make things difficult for you?" Xiao Xi felt that he knew his father well, and with such a great opportunity, if he didn't do anything, he would be sorry for his stubbornness.

"No." An Yu insisted, then got up and walked out, rubbing Xiao Xi's head: "Are you hungry, I'll buy you some lunch."

Looking at his back, Xiao Xi knew what the old comrade must have said, and chatted with An Yu in a cultivated way.

But he didn't know the content, and he couldn't guess it at all, because An Yu's back didn't look that heavy, even a little relaxed.

As Xiao Xi expected, Xiao Renhe and An Yu did have a very well-mannered conversation on the surface, but all kinds of aggrieved conversations in their hearts, one-sided.

After Xiao Renhe saw the overwhelming news from the Internet, he hurried back from the field, with a sense of travel and dust.

Walking to the door of the ward, he saw through the glass that An Yu was busy taking care of the person on the bed, and another person was sitting beside him, still struggling to consult with An Yu.

Xiao Renhe has seen Xiao Xi in this state more than once, but it seems that he has never taken care of Xiao Xi like this, and they are all hired nurses.

Such a comparison made his father look very bad!

After pushing the door and entering, Xiao Renhe frowned, An Yu also turned to look at him when he heard the sound of the door opening, the two chose to chat in the corridor for fear of disturbing Xiao Xi.

And He Chen continued to deal with troubles at home.

The corridors of the hospital at night are very quiet, and the sound of breathing seems to be a noise.

Xiao Renhe remembered that the last time he sat down and chatted with An Yu was when he moved to the dormitory, he picked and told him what he knew about Xiao Xi, but now that he thinks about it, it's a bit ridiculous, he actually sold his son with his own hands.

After sitting for a while, Xiao Renhe took advantage of his doctoral background and said, "Thank you for taking care of him."

An Yu leaned back on the chair and said seriously, "I should."

This sentence was a bit irritating to Xiao Renhe, he wanted to yell, "What do you mean, what is your relationship?!" But this relationship is right in front of you, a couple that he forcibly separated but did not break up.

Moreover, Xiao Renhe knew very well in his heart that An Yu was an outsider to him from the beginning to the end. If An Yu lived in the old house back then, their relationship might not be with stepfather and stepson, but with a closer relationship between rent and tenants. , can be very awkward to get along with.

The most important thing is that An Yu also had a prejudice against him at that time, no, it wasn't against him, but a kind of distrust towards the new family, so at that time An Yu tried repeatedly, and even didn't want to own this family...

But now, An Yu might really have a prejudice against him. After all, he took Xiao Xi away very decisively back then, as if he had disappeared from the world, and he neither left An Yu as a souvenir, nor said anything to Chen Fanglan.

In fact, after sending Xiao Xi abroad, he really wanted to contact Chen Fanglan to say sorry, but he didn't dare, didn't want to, and didn't want to. Chen Fanglan was too kind to Xiao Xi, and at the same time she was very kind to An Yu.

Besides, after getting along for so many years, he knew that Chen Fanglan was a very open-minded person with a strong ability to accept.

He was afraid that Chen Fanglan would help An Yu ask Xiao Xi's whereabouts, he was afraid that he would be persuaded, and he was even a little afraid that he would blame Chen Fanglan—why did you agree to An Yu's return to China to study in high school? If An Yu didn't come back, all this Nothing will exist!We can get together every year abroad!

Thinking about it carefully, the relationship between him and Chen Fanglan is actually very subtle. In the eyes of outsiders, it looks like a couple who want to reorganize their family, but in private, it is more like the relationship between a doctor and a patient, or mutual dependence.

Chen Fanglan has always wanted to give An Yu a complete family, and he has always wanted to let Xiao Xi come out of the shadows, so he pieced together the two broken families and came together.

Also, how strong a put together home can be, one thing can knock it apart.

The two sat in the corridor in silence for a long time. Xiao Renhe saw An Yu with a little trepidation, because the child's eyes were so similar to Chen Fanglan's. is gentle.

Chen Fanglan gave all her tenderness to every patient who needed help, while An Yu gave all her tenderness to Xiao Xi, and sometimes she kept her tenderness when facing Chen Fanglan.

This space made Xiao Renhe feel a little dull, and he couldn't breathe. He stood up and looked for fresh air, and after taking two big breaths, he said, "Your mother... is she okay?"

It's a bit ridiculous. He didn't expect that he would ask such a question after being depressed for a long time. He thought he would yell, "Get the fuck out of me! Immediately! Immediately!"

Xiao Renhe's words made An Yu a little astonished, but he quickly realized: "She is fine."

"Well."

Xiao Renhe faltered, then asked again: "Didn't she blame me?"

An Yu said a little stiffly: "No."

"how about you.

"I do not have either."

An Yu's tone was still firm, but Xiao Renhe didn't feel relaxed. In the past few years, he had been living with guilt towards a woman. It might be okay if the mother and son blamed him, but they didn't.

Actually, An Yu complained for a while, but Chen Fanglan was a master at reading minds. As a psychiatrist, she had seen too many people of all kinds, and she could see a trace of childish complaint in her son's eyes at a glance.

Chen Fanglan said to him at that time: "Don't blame your Uncle Xiao, he is just a paranoid who pins all his love and expectations on his son, it's very pitiful."

So An Yu has no resentment, because he probably understands Xiao Renhe's actions a little bit.

Who is not paranoid, and so is he.

An Yu has never met someone like Xiao Xi, and he never thought of letting go after he caught him.

So, how can a madman not understand a madman.

Anxiety surrounded Xiao Renhe, he felt as if he was wavering a little, and quickly suppressed this wavering, his son must follow the path he arranged.

Xiao Renhe almost collapsed and took out a cigarette from his pocket. Just as he was about to light it, he saw a "No Smoking" sign. Then he remembered that this was a hospital, so he could only say with a cigarette in his mouth, "Thank you for not blaming me, but I still want you to separate from him, this road is not easy to walk, what will others think of you, can you bear those rumors?"

An Yu also stood up. He was taller and taller than Xiao Renhe, and his indifference could even scare people to death.

After a long silence, he retracted the sharp barbs on his body, and said in an almost polite but somewhat restrained tone: "Uncle Xiao, we are the ones who walk this way, and I always believe that the beauty of love lies in each other , not gossip."

"How many rumors can you resist? How far can you go firmly?" Xiao Renhe felt that he was being suppressed, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only patiently say: "You have experienced a lot since you were young, and you are more sensible than Xibao, and you are also more intelligent than Xibao. He thinks long-term, I hope you will think about it again."

"I've already thought about it." An Yu replied quickly, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I've thought about it since the moment I selfishly wanted to pull him into my life, I may not have what you think So sensible, sorry."

Xiao Renhe especially wanted to scold him, do you know who you were talking to, but the three words "I'm sorry" extinguished all his anger.

This kid is an absolute master negotiator.

"Forget it." Xiao Renhe waved his hand: "You take care of him here, don't tell him I've been here."

An Yu looked at his back as he was about to leave and asked, "Why?"

"Xi Bao saves face." Xiao Renhe said in a tone that knew Xiao Xi very well: "If I come, he may feel ashamed."

An Yu directly poured a basin of cold water on him: "He doesn't know how."

"I want face!" Xiao Renhe had a feeling of being exposed: "He will think that I compromised! I didn't!"

An Yu almost laughed when he saw the running back. When he was about to disappear around the corner, he suddenly remembered something, and strode after him: "Uncle Xiao, there is one thing I forgot to say."

"What else is there?" Xiao Renhe looked a little annoyed, he was at a disadvantage in front of a junior.

An Yu: "Old house on Nanlu Street, there is a letter on the desk in your bedroom."

Xiao Renhe was a little confused: "What letter?"

"Xiao Xi's mother sent it to you." An Yu felt that saying this was a bit scary, so he added: "I received it nine years ago."

"You received it?"

"No, my mother received it." An Yu was afraid that Xiao Renhe would misunderstand, so he explained a lot: "The old house is meaningful after all, and it's not good to have dust, so she will go over to help clean it every year during the Chinese New Year. After you leave In the second year, the post office delivered the letter to the old house. She hasn't opened it, and put it on your desk, so you can see it when you go back to the old house."

Xiao Renhe was a little dazed when he heard that, he hasn't been back to the old house for a long time, because he was cowardly.

did not expect……

After being stunned for a while, he came back to his senses, murmured "thank you", and drove to the old house again, with lingering panic, he even hoped that his wife would cheat her and give him a chance to say goodbye.

The bad news back then came too suddenly. He asked the police to find someone, but he only got news that broke people.

There are few vehicles on the road at night, and the lights are a bit full. Xiao Renhe raised the speed of the car to the top. Nanlu Street is still the same as it was ten years ago. There are many buildings with Chinese style and the road is narrow, but this will be gone. In the bustling crowd, a few drunk men scattered on the road.

Xiao Renhe hurriedly parked the car at the door, and when he entered the door, he stumbled and patted on the lights. Everything was covered with dust-proof cloth, and there was no such heavy sense of dust at all.

He suddenly felt a little hot in his eye sockets, and he couldn't see the way clearly even if there was light, so he almost scrambled up the stairs and stepped into the bedroom he hadn't visited for a long time.

As An Yu said, there was a letter on the desk, that kind of old-fashioned kraft paper envelope, even the stamps were a little yellowed.

【Received by Mr. Xiao】

Familiar title, familiar font, but the handwriting is a little crooked, as if it was written when I couldn't hold a pen.

He slowly opened the letter, rubbing the corners of his eyes before reading.

[Dear Mr. Xiao:

You received this letter probably in Xi Bao's year, I obviously fell asleep quietly, but you still received it, isn't it amazing?

Hey, let me tell you in secret, I spent a lot of money to send time mail, although I don't know if you can receive it, but I still want to give it a try, because I don't have the guts to say goodbye to you personally, and I don't want you to see me like this It looked terrible.

I'm really sorry to say goodbye to you, Xibao, in this way, and to cover up the fact that I was sick with a clumsy business trip excuse.

When I write this letter, I may not last long. The doctor said that the hope of cure is very slim, let me tell my family.

But I am so stubborn that I don't want to tell you that you are busy with work and Xibao is tired from school, so I want to fight on my own...but it seems like I can't.

Maybe a miracle can happen?

Right……

Really, I feel like I'm daydreaming, I'm still sorry for depriving you of the right to see me for the last time, I'm sorry, please forgive my selfishness, I just want you to remember my good side, and I don't want you to do it for me Worry.

I hope everything is fine after I leave, but compared to Xi Bao, I am a little worried about you, Mr. Xiao, I am really afraid that you and Xi Bao will not get along well.

You know, you are really annoying, you always want to design Xi Bao's life, the little sun I have worked so hard to bring out, I don't want him to become as rigid and stubborn as you.

Although I know you did this out of responsibility and out of love, but I think you should learn to let go and respect.

Maybe I chose Xi Bao to send the letter back this year because I have selfish intentions. I don’t know how you get along, but I always feel that it’s not very good. Let me guess, do you still want to arrange for Xi Bao? future?

I think I'm right, don't deny it.

Mr. Xiao, I want to tell you seriously, have you ever thought that when Xibao grows up, he can face problems by himself?Moreover, life is his, not yours, and it is his own choice to choose what path to take, whether it is wrong, right, curved, or flat, he has the right to make his own way.

Maybe that's the only thing I can fight for him as a mother—let go, give him the future, all right, honey.

I wrote so much that I couldn't hold the pen anymore.

Let me tell you one last thing, Mr. Xiao, live your own life well, just treat me as a passer-by in a hurry, don't miss me, please, otherwise I will feel uneasy because of my selfishness.

I love you all--】

The author has something to say:

This is the last help a mother gave her son.

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sorry for being late