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The driver sent Xuan Zhao to the gate of the garden apartment, and also wanted to send him into the community and to the door of his house.

"No need, Brother Ming," Xuan Zhao said, "You've worked hard, I'll go back by myself."

The driver's name was Chen Chuanming, a loyal middle-aged man, and said awkwardly: "But Uncle Gong ordered it."

After Wang Taibao's attack, Uncle Gong was especially worried about Xuan Zhao's personal safety, and wished he could find someone to follow him 24 hours a day.

Xuan Zhao smiled helplessly, and patted Chen Chuanming on the shoulder: "The security of the community is very good, and nothing will happen."

"Boss, why don't I wait here, send me a message when you get home, and I'll leave." Chen Chuanming was still worried.

"Go back quickly," Xuan Zhao said, "It's so late, I have time to go home and spend more time with my wife and children. My sister-in-law said last time that you have developed hemorrhoids after sitting for a long time, and I want to take a leave of absence to take you to do it." Operation."

Chen Chuanming's wife also works in Xuan's, responsible for the administrative maintenance of the two floors of the company.

"This woman." Chen Chuanming, a big man with dark skin, blushed, scratched his neck and said, "Why are you stabbing everything out?"

Xuan Zhao laughed softly, and pointed to the back seat of the car: "Xiao Bei is going back to school soon, right? I prepared a discharge gift for him, and put it in his place. You take it back to him."

Chen Chuanming was stunned: "How can I do that? I absolutely can't accept it. Xiaobei's operation fee will cost a lot of money this time!"

Xiaobei is his son, who is in the third grade of elementary school. He has a congenital heart disease. He had another attack some time ago and was sent to the hospital for surgery.

For the past year, Xiaobei's treatment expenses have been borne by Xuan Zhao. Their family owes Xuan Zhao enough, so how can they ask for another gift from him.

"Brother, don't see each other with me," Xuan Zhao said with a smile, "My own relatives walk away, sick and sick, you follow me to do things, I hope your relatives are well."

Chen Chuanming was speechless for a while, and even choked up.

It is widely spread that Xuanzhao is unkind, cold and tough, but only those around him know that his boss has always been the most considerate.

"Go back, and wish Xiaobei a happy discharge from the hospital for me, and go back to school happy and healthy." Xuan Zhao said.

He walked slowly into the community. Because his left arm was injured, he couldn't use his crutches, so he walked slower than usual.

When he got downstairs, Xuanzhao looked up. There were lights in the windows of every house, but the ninth floor where he lived was dark.

Xuan Zhao suddenly felt an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

He is the head of the Xuan family, and he has many families on his back, but he has no family himself.

Come back here every night, the lights are dark, the house is empty, no one is waiting for him to go home.

Xuan Zhao pursed his lips and smiled, suddenly feeling that this kind of life is boring.

He didn't know what his fairy was living for, anyway, it wasn't for himself.

Xuan Zhao sat down slowly by the flower bed, put his walking stick on the side, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a puff, and coughed suddenly due to choking.

He doesn't smoke himself, but it is inevitable to socialize in the business field. He always passes a cigarette first when meeting, and says "Mr.

Xuan Zhao raised his right hand, so that the point of fire in his fingers pointed at the position of the 9th floor, then he squinted his eyes, and then smiled contentedly.

Now there is light in the windows of his house, too.

However, a cigarette was quickly lit, and as the fire gradually extinguished, the light reflected in Xuan Zhao's eyes gradually dimmed.

Xuan Zhao was startled, and after a while slowly shook his head, and the shadow reflected on the ground swayed twice, as if laughing at his self-deception.

He closed his eyes hard to dispel the anxiety and loneliness in his mind.

Where is Cen Baiyan at this time, and what is he doing?

The moment the soot fell to the ground, Xuan Zhao looked at the last trace of white mist, and suddenly missed Cen Baiyan very much.

Are you up for school already?How is the weather over there?Will he remember to bring an umbrella?Have you eaten on time?

There was a falling pain in his heart, as if a heavy stone was pulling his heart down, Xuan Zhao immediately beat his heart and told himself to stop, stop immediately.

Maybe he will never see Cen Baiyan again in his life, maybe they will meet again, but no matter what, he has already lost his position and qualification to miss Cen Baiyan.

"Damn it! Why are you sitting here!" Suddenly a voice broke the silence, "I've been waiting for you up there for a long time!"

Xuan Zhao turned his head and saw an unexpected person.

Chen Wei was full of displeasure, and trotted to Xuan Zhao, his chin raised: "I heard that Cen Qing asked someone to beat you, I think you are fine."

Xuan Zhao smiled lightly: "He asked you to come?"

Chen Wei took a deep breath: "How do you know?!"

Cen Boyan asked him to see how Xuan Zhao was injured, and he couldn't call Xuan Zhao directly to ask Xuan Zhao, so he would be exposed!So after much deliberation, he came up with a good solution. Xuanzhao gave him a herbal medicine bag before, and he took the opportunity to return the medicine bag to find Xuanzhao, by the way, to see how he was doing.Unexpectedly, Xuan Zhao didn't come back so late, Chen Wei couldn't wait, but ran into Xuan Zhao downstairs.With a quick mouth, everything was said.

"If you had a better brain," Xuan Zhao said jokingly, "I couldn't get close to you so smoothly then."

"How dare you say that!" Chen Wei was ashamed and angry, "You use me as a springboard to approach Bai Yan, I haven't settled with you yet!"

Xuan Zhao propped his hands behind his back, leaned his upper body back, and looked up at the night sky.

"Forget it," Xuan Zhao said, "It's okay to hit me twice, but I can't even hit me like this."

His face is whiter than paper, and he is so emaciated that he has no human shape. If you punch him twice, maybe he will burp.

Chen Wei gritted his teeth angrily, and finally said angrily, "Forget it, I give up my seat on the bus to the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. I can't ruin my reputation as a young man because of you."

What's more, Chen Wei felt from the bottom of his heart that Xuanzhao was not a bad person, and it was true that he lied to Bai Yan, but he helped Yan Ming's mother and son, and also helped Bai Yan a lot.

Probably this is what is said in the book. Humans are extremely complex animals. Thinking of this, Chen Wei couldn't help sighing: "Be a good person in the future."

Xuanzhao laughed out loud.

Chen Wei kicked Xuan Zhao's calf with his toe: "Are you really going to send Bai Yan's sister to the police station?"

Xuan Zhao glanced at him: "Is this what he asked you to ask?"

"That's not true," Chen Wei curled his lips, "I want to know, and you are so cruel, don't you?"

"I'm happy." Xuan Zhao said.

"What?" Chen Wei suspected for a moment that he had heard wrong, "What did you say?"

Xuan Zhao raised an eyebrow at Chen Wei: "I said——I am willing."

"Crazy, I have nothing to talk to you!" Chen Wei rolled his eyes and walked away.

"You tell him," Xuan Zhao said, "the detention is only for ten days."

Chen Wei snorted: "Understood, do you have anything to say, I will convey it for you."

"No more," Xuan Zhao's voice was almost inaudible, "Thank you."

Chen Wei shuddered: "You are hypocritical, I'm leaving, goodbye."

After Chen Wei left, Xuan Zhao still maintained that posture of looking up at the night sky for a long time. There is no moon and no stars tonight, and no one knows what he is looking at.

Xuanzhao remembered the time when he and Cen Baiyan sat on the Ferris wheel, the sky was so close to him that he could almost catch the floating clouds with his hand.

But at this moment, the night sky was so far away from him that Xuanzhao felt that he would never see the clear and tranquil sky that day again in his whole life.

On the day of Ching Ming Festival, Xuan Yu offered to worship Xuan Boyuan.

Xuanzhao was worried about her physical and mental condition, but Xuanyu comforted him and said, "Xiaozhao, I'm fine, and the doctor said I can go out for a walk properly. I haven't visited your grandfather for so many years. Well, you are about to graduate, and Xuan Shi has also got good grades, I want to tell him the good news."

Xuanzhao couldn't resist Xuanzhao, so he took the nurse with him and went to the cemetery together.

There was light rain in the sky, Xuan Zhao leaned on crutches with one hand, and held an umbrella for Xuan Yu with the other.

Xuanyu was bedridden in the early years, his muscles atrophied, and he couldn't walk fast. The mother and son supported each other and slowly walked up the long stone steps.

When he arrived at Xuan Boyuan's tombstone, Xuan Zhao was surprised to find that a bouquet of flowers had already been placed in front of the monument.

The white chrysanthemum lay quietly in front of the old man's monument, the petals were wet by the rain, and the accompanying card was blank, with nothing written on it.

Xuanzhao asked the administrator, and the administrator said that he did not know who sent the flowers, but that they were delivered by a delivery man, and only said that they were placed in front of the tomb of a person named "Xuan Boyuan".

"Okay," Xuan Zhao's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Thank you."

Who sent this bouquet of unsigned flowers, Xuan Zhao already had an answer in his heart.

"How about I call you to confirm with the delivery guy?" the administrator asked attentively, "He might know."

"No need, I already know." Xuan Zhao said politely.

There is no need to confirm anything, there is an inexplicable tacit understanding between him and the flower giver, they are like that blank card, there is no need to write anything on it, and there is no need to sign it, just leave it blank like this .

Xuan Yu wept silently in front of the tomb, and Xuan Zhao accompanied him.At noon, he worried that Xuanyu's body would not be able to last so long, so he helped Xuanyu down the stone steps.

The management of the cemetery is very strict, and there are many people during the Qingming Festival. Without prior registration, you must not go up the mountain, so the accompanying driver and nurse are waiting at the foot of the mountain.

Xuanzhao helped Xuanyu get into the car, and the car slowly drove away from the park and onto the road smoothly.

Xuanyu was a little tired, resting on Xuanzhao's shoulder, when suddenly there was a "hiss"——

The driver slammed on the brakes, Xuan Yu screamed, and his body leaned forward due to inertia, Xuan Zhao immediately protected his mother's head.

"Who! Don't die!" The driver scolded.

Xuan Zhao frowned, and when he looked up, his pupils suddenly constricted——

The person blocking the car was none other than Cen Jingxiang!

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Chapter 100!