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"Come here, find a doctor!" Wang Fu knelt on the ground and shouted.

The sound of chaotic footsteps and screams filled his ears, and the blood trickled down his neck, staining his shirt red. Xu Shaoqing tentatively called "Dad" to the back, but Xu Yuanzhu didn't answer.

He called out again, but Xu Yuanzhu still didn't answer.

"Master, master...you are not in good health, what should you do now..."

"Come on, come on!"

"Shaoqing, how are you..."

All the voices in his ears seemed to be cut off for an instant. He looked at the blood on his hands, his head was dizzy, and then his eyes went blank.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of cicadas suddenly rang in my ears, resembling the summer day when I was eight years old.

He heard someone reading poetry.

"Eating bears will make you fat, and eating frogs will make you thin. Where is the god? Where is Tai Yian? There is a tree in the east of the sky, and there is a dragon holding a candle under it. I will cut off the dragon's feet and chew the dragon's meat, so that it will never return to the court and never lie down at night..."

The tiny sound of turning pages reached his ears, and for some reason became very clear.

He was covered with a cold quilt, he couldn't open his eyes, but he felt hot, so he kicked the quilt down three times, but after a while, someone covered him again, something brushed against his cheek, and someone sighed faintly .

Then came a familiar voice, it was Wang Fu.

"Master, let's rest for a while. There are many things at the newspaper office, and the young master is sick again. You haven't closed your eyes for several days. Go to sleep."

"A good person, how can he have a high fever?"

"Could it be...something suppressed it, master, why don't you ask an expert to take a look?" Wang Fu lowered his voice and asked.

"Nonsense, any expert is a lie. There are no ghosts or gods in this world."

The humming of the cicadas died down, and after an unknown period of time, he heard Wang Fu's voice again.

"My lord, a fortune teller came outside, and he said... said..."

"say what?"

"It is said that the owner of this family's fire is too bright, which may affect the children and grandchildren. If it is not corrected as soon as possible, there will be funeral affairs in the family in the near future."

"Absurd, go and kick him out."

The person on the bed coughed violently, his cheeks were flushed, and he muttered something in his mouth, as if he was being haunted.

"Master, master, young master, he..."

Xu Yuanzhu stood up abruptly, walked around the room a few times, waved his hands and said, "Oh...forget it, let's try it, and invite the fortune teller."

The door opened and closed, back and forth several times, Xu Shaoqing heard an old voice.

"Warm fire warms gold, fierce fire overcomes gold, the master's fire is too bright, and the young master belongs to gold, so there will be disasters here. Gold is the mother of water, and water can save gold. If you want to save him, you must first restrain your sharpness, and second Turn disasters with water."

"Since that's the case, it's better to change your name. Shaoqing, Shaoqing, has gold and water. Chang'an, from now on, you can change your name to Shaoqing."

Chang'an, Chang'an.

That was his name before he was eight years old.

Having been Xu Shaoqing for so long, he almost forgot the name.

A burst of damp heat swept over his cheeks, Xu Shaoqing opened his eyes, panting heavily, and his heart beat much faster.

"You're awake." He Yuxiu hurriedly put down the towel and asked.

"Where is this..." Xu Shaoqing asked hoarsely.

"Hospital."

Xu Shaoqing sweated a lot on his face and neck, He Yuxiu picked up the towel again, wiped his forehead, and said, "You sweat a lot."

Pain in the shoulders and waist, Xu Shaoqing closed his eyes, but opened them again after a few seconds.

"Where's my dad?"

He Yuxiu paused her hand and said, "It's also in the hospital."

Xu Shaoqing lifted the quilt and reluctantly got down to the ground.

"Hey, you're not well yet, the doctor told you not to run around."

Xu Shaoqing clutched his waist, his mind was still buzzing, he leaned on the wall and moved a little bit to the door, just as he opened the door, several strong men suddenly blocked the door.

"What is this doing?"

He Yuxiu came over to support him, "Xiao Chen has sent people to protect you."

Xu Shaoqing asked him, "Where is my dad now?"

Before He Yuxiu could speak, she was interrupted by another voice.

"elder brother……"

Hearing the sound, Xu Shaoqing turned his head to look, his hands trembled, and he could no longer control his emotions, he said in a hoarse voice, "What kind of clothes are you wearing, take them off."

Xu Changning was wearing extremely rough raw linen mourning clothes, and his face was unbelievably pale. She looked at Xu Shaoqing, before she could say anything, tears fell down.

"Impossible, impossible..." Xu Shaoqing murmured.

He retreated into the room and slammed the door shut.

He Yuxiu wanted to knock on the door, but raised her hand and put it down again.

"Let him be quiet for a while." He turned his head and said to Xu Changning.

There was a basin of water in the corner of the wall, Xu Shaoqing's mind was in a mess, he buried his head in it, letting the water squeeze his breathing space, he didn't know how long he raised his head, panting heavily.

The water from his hair ran down his cheeks, and when he opened the door again, He Yuxiu couldn't tell whether it was water or tears on his face.

"What about others?" Xu Shaoqing asked.

Xu Changning crouched on the ground hugging himself, and pointed to the end of the corridor.

Xu Shaoqing felt top-heavy, as if in a dream, he saw many figures at the end of the corridor.

When I got closer, I saw a mess of voices, crying and talking.

"President Xu, how old is he? It's really early..."

"That's right, ouch, it's all because of that bullet. Did you hear that, it seems that his son offended the people above and was included in the assassination list, and that's why this tragedy happened."

"Ah... that's really a disaster, this son is also a cheater."

"Alas...a good birthday has suddenly turned into a death day, it's too tragic."

Xu Zhining sat at the door, lost in thought.

As soon as Xu Shaoqing approached, many people looked at him, but he didn't realize it. He just stood at the door and looked at Xu Yuanzhu who was lying quietly on the bed. He couldn't accept this reality.

absurd…

It's ridiculous.

how can that be possible?I'm dreaming.

There were many flowers beside Xu Yuanzhu's bed, and he closed the door suddenly, blocking all the outside sounds, and stayed inside for a long time.

"Dad, wake up."

Xu Yuanzhu's face was pale on the bed, he pushed and pushed, but there was no movement.

"Stop joking, wake up..."

He pushed again and forced a very ugly smile.

The smile stayed on his face for a few seconds with difficulty, and finally couldn't hold it anymore and disappeared.

"dad…"

In an empty room, no one answered, his eyes turned red.

It was already an hour later when he came out again.His eyes were terribly red, and all eyes were on him. He closed the door, paused at the door, and asked Xu Zhining who was sitting there: "When he left, did he leave any words?"

Xu Zhining sat at the door, and raised her head to look at him when she heard the sound, with endless sadness in her eyes.

"He said he thought he was going to die, he just didn't think so soon."

Xu Shaoqing pursed his lips tightly and didn't say a word.

Xu Zhining looked at him resentfully and said, "It's all your fault."

Xu Shaoqing didn't answer, Xu Zhining jumped on him and beat him, a little hysterical, "It's all because of you! It's all because of you!"

The wound on the shoulder was serious and bleeding again, Xu Shaoqing remained motionless until someone pulled Xu Zhining away from him.

"Master..." Wang Fu pulled Xu Zhining, looked at him, and hesitated to speak.

"Let's go." He said to Xu Zhining in a hoarse voice.

Xu Zhining shook her head crazily, her hair was disheveled, "I won't leave, we're not married yet."

"He is dead."

As soon as Xu Zhining heard this, tears fell down, and she kept repeating like a madman: "We are not married yet..."

That night, Xu Yuanzhu's body was transferred to the funeral home.The next day, his body was placed in the auditorium for an open condolence.On the third day, his body was buried.On the afternoon of the fourth day, everyone held a funeral ceremony for him.

In the end, he was buried in Yong'an Cemetery.

But four days, heaven and man are separated forever.Xu Shaoqing handled all matters properly, and his calmness was a little too much.

On the day of the burial, the weather was very cold, Xu Changning fainted from crying and was carried back.

Xu Shaoqing knelt in front of the tomb for a long, long time. Many people came to persuade him, but he didn't seem to hear him. In the end, everyone sighed and left, leaving only him and He Yuxiu.

"Master, it's getting late, let's go back." Xiao Chen was originally in the car, but he couldn't help getting out of the car at this time, and asked.

Xu Shaoqing's face was condensed, and he remained silent.After a while, he suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.

"What are you doing?" He Yuxiu frowned, took his hand, and said, "Stand up quickly."

Xu Shaoqing lowered his head, his voice hoarse, and asked him: "Am I worthy of standing up again?"

"What did you say?"

Xu Shaoqing felt that his back was particularly heavy, and he still remembered the weight when Xu Yuanzhu rushed over that day.It's ridiculous, even though they are father and son, they seldom hug each other, and the rare touch comes in such a way.

"I'm really useless."

He knelt stubbornly, trying to punish himself in this way.It was raining, his clothes were wet and stuck to him, his lips were pale, and he looked extremely depressed.

At this moment, there was a sudden rush of footsteps behind him. It was raining and foggy. He Yuxiu turned around and saw a touch of red.

That smear of red was particularly eye-catching in the gray rain, and He Yuxiu watched the red getting closer and closer, until it was in front of her.

"You..." He Yuxiu was taken aback.

Xu Zhining was wearing a wedding dress, and she looked quite strange in this cemetery.

She was holding an oiled paper umbrella in her hand, and when she lifted the umbrella handle a little, the face revealed was different from the gentle and pleasant one before, but a little more old-fashioned.

She smiled forcedly at He Yuxiu, raised her umbrella, and asked him, "Does it look good?"

He Yuxiu didn't know how to answer, so she was silent for a long time. In the end, Xu Zhining didn't wait for him, and walked a few steps forward to Xu Yuanzhu's tomb.

"Master, I'm here."

Xu Shaoqing raised his head, paused for a while on her body, and then looked away again.

"What are you doing here? Isn't it enough to lie to him?"

"I don't see Zhizhi coming, the grass is rustling, and the old bamboo shade room is lonely during the day..." Xu Zhining murmured.

"what is this?"

"He wrote poems."

He Yuxiu's eyes were very complicated. He remembered this poem. He was present when Xu Yuanzhu wrote this poem.

"He really likes you, but you always lie to him." Xu Yuanzhu said.

Xu Zhining squeezed the umbrella handle tightly, exhaled, and said, "I really like him too, that's why I always lie to him."

Xu Shaoqing stopped talking, and after a long while, he asked: "Today is a funeral, what are you doing in this suit?"

Xu Zhining squatted down, brushed the tombstone with her fingers, her eyes were full of nostalgia.

"The wedding clothes are ready, and the news has been released. Since it is said that we are going to get married, we are going to get married."

"You're crazy." Xu Shaoqing looked at her clothes and said.

Xu Zhining laughed twice, "Hehe", "I'm not crazy, it's him who is crazy, he is crazy to give me a title, and he is crazy to save you, but he doesn't want to think about himself, this lunatic, how could anyone not For myself?"

Xu Shaoqing stopped talking.

Xu Zhining let go of the umbrella handle, stretched her arms around the tombstone, the rain dripped on her face and body, she laughed, then cried softly again. "Master, today...I am your wife."

Xu Shaoqing stared at Xu Zhining's idiot for a long time, then suddenly felt chills all over his body.

At this moment, He Yuxiu knelt down and hugged him.

He didn't know whether it was the cold weather or other reasons, but he felt that Xu Shaoqing was shaking all the time. He touched his head, frowned, and said, "You have a fever."

In the past few days, Xu Shao hardly had any water or food, and his injury was not fully healed, and the cold wind blew for a long time, and it was raining at this time, so it's no wonder he didn't catch a cold.

He asked Xiao Chen to get his coat from the car, and helped him back into the car.

Xu Shaoqing was a little lost, he looked at the redness in the rain and mist, and murmured: "It's me, it's all me..."

Then he stared at the redness outside the window as if in a daze.

His head was groggy, and not long after he came back from the cemetery, Xu Shaoqing was admitted to the hospital.

"What can I do? It's only been a while, the sky has changed..." Xiao Chen sat down, scratched his head, and his brows and eyes were quite tired.

Gossip was flying all over the sky, and before the murderer was caught, news such as "Xu's eldest son was mad at his father" appeared in the newspapers, which was really disturbing to read.

There was really not much time left for Xu Shaoqing to sort out his emotions. Xiao Chen went to the newspaper office at night, and when he came back, he brought back bad news.

"Master, something happened to the newspaper office."