I became a substitute for my brother

Qin Wenyuan sat beside Tao Heng's bed until dawn, when the nurse came in to make rounds, he stood up and walked out with heavy steps.

He stood in the smoking area at the end of the corridor and smoked the half pack of cigarettes he had left, went to the 24-hour porridge shop in front of the hospital, bought a single-serve breakfast and put it on Tao Heng's bedside, and drove home by himself.

After arriving home, he took a quick shower and then lay down on the big bed in the master bedroom. He was obviously very tired and his eyelids seemed heavy, but when he closed his eyes, what appeared in his mind was Tao Heng jumping from in front of him That scene, like Caton's tape, replayed the scene that almost broke his heart again and again, tormenting his mind.There was still Tao Heng's smell on the bed, he turned over and buried his face in Tao Heng's usual pillow, took a deep breath, a sense of exhaustion hit him, and he finally fell into a deep sleep.

Qin Wenyuan was awakened by the knock on the door. He turned over irritably and wanted to hug the person beside him, but he was in vain. The strong sense of emptiness almost immediately awakened him from the trance. He opened his eyes and spoke with a hoarse voice. Ask: "Who?"

Uncle Chen's voice came from outside the door, "Master Qin, your cell phone is unavailable. The people below will report that Mr. Qin... ran away."

Qin Wenyuan frowned, touched the bedside phone and glanced at it. It turned off automatically when it ran out of battery. He got out of bed and opened the door, "What's going on?"

There was a bodyguard standing next to Uncle Chen, and when he saw him, he immediately said: "According to your order, Mr. Qin was sent to the old lady's place before, but this morning, he injured a brother guarding the perimeter and robbed the car. Ran."

Qin Wenyuan asked blankly, "Did you track it down?"

The bodyguard lowered his head in shame, "Not yet."

"Trash!" Qin Wenyuan punched the door frame irritably, "Keep tracking, and I must chase him back!"

"Yes!"

The landline downstairs rang, and someone picked it up quickly. After a while, the servant hurried up, "Master Qin, I want you to answer the old lady's call."

Qin Wenyuan asked the bodyguard to leave first, and went downstairs to answer the phone. Of course he knew why his mother was calling at this time, but he had to answer it.

"Mom." Qin Wenyuan picked up the microphone, sat on the sofa and rubbed the space between his brows.

"Wen Yuan," Mother Qin's attitude has always been superior, even though she knows that she must depend on her eldest son to survive, she still habitually poses as an elder, "How long has it been since you came back to see me?"

Qin's mother moved out of the Qin family's old house alone after Qin's father passed away. The reason was that she didn't want to be in love with the scene, but Qin Wenyuan knew that Qin's mother just didn't want to live under the same roof with him.

Qin's mother was afraid of Qin Wenyuan, and liked her younger son more since she was a child. In addition, after Qin Wenyuan graduated from high school, he had trouble with his family, and he was away from the country for four or five years, so Qin's mother became more dependent on his younger son, Qin Wenhan.

After Qin's father passed away, Qin Wenhan often lived outside the university, so Qin's mother found a reason and moved out to live with Qin Wenhan.

Qin Wenyuan didn't care about this. Family affection was not that important to him. He didn't get much love from relatives when he was a child, and he didn't have so much desire when he grew up. It was Qin's mother who loved Qin Wenyuan after Qin Wenhan suddenly went abroad two years ago. The relationship has warmed up. In the past three or two months, I didn't contact him once, but now I call him to "care" him when I have nothing to do.

"Mom, I'm sorry," Qin Wenyuan said in a low voice, "I've been a little busy recently, so if you have anything to do, please call."

Qin's mother was obviously upset, "Why, now I ask my son to come back and have a meal with me, and I can't even call him?"

Qin Wenyuan's head was aching. He took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I'll be there at noon."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Wenyuan asked Uncle Chen to prepare a car for him. Uncle Chen responded, and when Qin Wenyuan got up and wanted to go upstairs to change, Uncle Chen suddenly called him, "Master Qin, wait a moment."

Qin Wenyuan turned to look at him, "What's the matter?"

Uncle Chen's expression was complicated, he hesitated to speak, Qin Wenyuan said impatiently: "Uncle Chen, just tell me if you have something to do, I'm very busy."

"Yes." Uncle Chen nodded, "That's right, the glass bottle that fell together with Mr. Tao has been broken, and the servant found that...that severed finger while cleaning."

Having said that, Uncle Chen raised his head and glanced at Qin Wenyuan's expression. Seeing that he didn't react much, he continued: "The severed finger is still intact, but slightly damaged. I dared to make a private decision and asked someone to buy it." embalming solution to soak it up and leave it to you, would you like to see it now?"

Qin Wenyuan listened to him in a daze, and it took him a while to react, and hurried to the stairs as if fleeing, leaving a sentence: "No, I'm in a hurry."

It wasn't until he got into the car that Qin Wenyuan's mood gradually calmed down.It has been nearly 48 hours since Tao Heng's accident. During these 48 hours, Qin Wenyuan's brain was always occupied by Tao Heng. The finger did not appear in his mind, but now when he thinks back, the appearance of the severed finger is very vague, as if the last time he saw it was not 48 hours ago, but 48 days ago, 48 months ago.

Qin Wenyuan covered his face in pain. What he once thought was so important can no longer occupy his mind, his heart...has his heart really changed?

Qin's mother's residence is located in a villa area at the foot of a mountain. The environment here is beautiful, the air is fresh, and few people disturb her.The driver parked the car in the front yard, Qin Wenyuan got out of the car and knocked on the door, the door opened, and the servant respectfully invited him in.

"Where is the old lady?"

"Pruning flower branches in the backyard."

Qin Wenyuan walked through the small villa and came to the flower garden in the backyard. Sure enough, he saw Qin's mother gracefully tending a clematis. Qin Wenyuan called out: "Mom."

Qin's mother turned her head to look at him when she heard the words, grabbed the scissors and cut off a stem and leaf, and said, "Here, have a snack, I made it myself."

There are small round tables and chairs in the flower garden. There are brewed tea and a few plates of snacks on the round table. Qin Wenyuan walked over and squeezed a piece of red bean cake into his mouth. He doesn't like sweets, but he didn't brush his old Madam's opinion.

"How is it?" the old lady asked him.

"It was delicious."

The old lady put down the scissors, took the towel from the servant, wiped her hands, and said, "This is Wen Han's favorite dessert."

Qin Wenyuan didn't answer.

The old lady picked up a piece of snack with her slender fingers, put it between her lips and took a small bite, remembering: "When I was young, he always pestered me to cook for him. To make me happy, he acted like a baby to me, made faces at me, and I often take scissors to the yard to cut a flower and secretly put it in the vase in my room, this child will please me since I was a child."

Qin Wenyuan took a deep breath, "You called me here just to tell me this?"

The old lady put the snack she took a bite out of back on the plate, and said, "Wen Yuan, can you let your brother go?"