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"Boss, the hospital called and said that they can pick up people."

Song Guangyi was hugging his brother's son and was teasing the children, when he heard the news suddenly, he was even more delighted.

"Here, take the child away, I'm going to pick up my brother."

The brother held the child in his arms and weighed it twice, and teased him with a smile, "If you really like such a little thing, get married and have one sooner. You have been looking for your brother for so many years, and now you have found it, so you have no regrets. Hurry up and get married, so I can follow suit, hahahaha."

Hearing this, Song Guangyi was happy and worried, "I don't think it will happen in the past few years. I still have to take care of my younger brother. I can't just marry and leave him alone."

The brother didn't say much after hearing this, just let Song Guangyi go to the hospital quickly.

Song Guangyi went to see him every evening, but this time he went early, seeing Chen Xiuqi's eyes light up for a moment, he couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his head.

Song Guangyi hugged him without hesitation, while Chen Xiuqi quietly put his face on his neck.

The medical staff around him all raised their hearts, and Song Guangyi also felt the itching on his neck.

Chen Xiuqi greedily sniffed that familiar smell, and soon, that smell was covered by the smell of disinfectant from the hospital.

Song Guangyi rubbed his head, feeling very warm and hopeful about his reaction, at least Chen Xiuqi was not completely closed to himself, nor was he completely hopeless.

"Be careful, don't turn off all the lights in the room at night, he still has the residue of that medicine in his body, and no light will make him feel uncomfortable."

The dean gave a few last words of advice before Song Guangyi took Chen Xiuqi away.

In the next few years, Song Guangyi really felt that this younger brother was very strange, and sometimes he was very affectionate to him, and would take the initiative to throw himself into his arms, rub his hands, and hug his neck to sniff.

But he has never been able to speak, and has no other expressions or emotions, except for getting up.

Until one time, he hugged his brother's son, and when he returned home, Chen Xiuqi took the initiative to come up to him again. Song Guangyi began to guess that maybe Chen Xiuqi liked the smell of the baby very much.

Later, he took the risk to bring the child back and put it next to Chen Xiuqi, and there really was a big change that time.

From then on, Chen Xiuqi's emotions became richer, and he gradually began to speak word by word.

Everything seems to be heading in a good direction.

Until the chip of that year was decoded, one night, Chen Xiuqi sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, hugging his knees, staring at the window in a daze.

It was dark, and Song Guangyi didn't come back.

It was twelve o'clock, and Song Guangyi still hadn't come back.

He said that on weekends, he would take him back to have dinner with his parents, and Chen Xiuqi looked out the window at the beginning of the rainy sky.

He vaguely sensed that Song Guangyi might never come back.

Just like the place in his heart that has been hollowed out long ago, it will never come back.

He knew he might have lost another very important person.

When the armed police broke open the door, Chen Xiuqi turned and walked towards them, followed them obediently, and was admitted to the hospital again.

In order to prevent him from losing control, he was given a strong tranquilizer as soon as he got in the car.

Chen Xiuqi was lying on the hospital bed, and there was a couple standing outside the ward, both of them were red-eyed. The Song family had been looking forward to finding Chen Xiuqi all these years so that the family could be reunited, but for this seemingly ordinary wish, the Song family spent twenty A few years, but can only end in failure.

Song Guangyi originally planned to bring Chen Xiuqi back to his family this year to have a reunion dinner together. Before the Song family's parents said they would not mind Chen Xiuqi's illness, but Song Guangyi was worried that Chen Xiuqi would not be able to stand too many people for the time being, so he planned to wait for Chen Xiuqi The situation is stable.

The future is supposed to be long, but for this family, the future is always short.

"The body has been placed in the mourning hall of the Song Family Ancestor's house. My condolences, Chief."

The armed policeman who came to report choked up, and retreated after saying this sentence. At this moment, Song's father finally couldn't hold on anymore. He was no longer as tough as before, and covered his face with his hands, leaning against Song's mother and weeping bitterly.

Chen Xiuqi in the ward woke up quickly. His senses were always much more sensitive than ordinary people, and every word the armed police said fell into his ears.

Chen Xiuqi frowned, most of his heart was hollowed out, sour and unbearable, it was a novel feeling, but it felt like it had happened before, Chen Xiuqi sat up, covering his heart that was gradually starting to tingle.

The infusion needle on the back of his hand was too obtrusive, so Chen Xiuqi pulled out the needle skillfully, got out of the bed, walked slowly to the door of the ward, and opened it lightly.

There was a clicking sound, Song's father and Song's mother looked up in surprise, the doctor clearly said that Chen Xiuqi would wake up at least three hours, and only 10 minutes had passed.

Chen Xiuqi glanced at them dully. He didn't know these two people, and he was about to leave here to find the "Song family mourning hall" that the armed police said.

"Qingyu..."

Chen Xiuqi tilted his head and looked at the tearful couple in confusion. Mother Song wiped away her tears and wanted to step forward to hold Chen Xiuqi's hand. Chen Xiuqi took three steps back abruptly, his empty eyes vigilant. Staring at the Song couple.

Both husband and wife had no experience in getting along with Chen Xiuqi, and they were worried about provoking Chen Xiuqi, so they didn't dare to approach easily for a while, so they had to stay away. Wen Sheng explained his identity to Chen Xiuqi.

Chen Xiuqi frowned. Song Guangyi had introduced their parents. The day before yesterday, Song Guangyi said that his condition had stabilized and he wanted to take him home to meet his parents.

Although Chen Xiuqi is a killing machine with countless blood on his hands, in fact, he has forgotten the meaning of death now, but this time he has a premonition that Song Guangyi may never come back again. He feels with certainty that Song Guangyi Just in the mourning hall.

He no longer wants to listen to his parents, he just wants to see Song Guangyi right away.

Just as Chen Xiuqi was about to turn around, a trap came over his hood. He was so engrossed in Song Guangyi's thoughts that he didn't notice the movement behind him.

He was covered on the ground by a heavy animal net. More than a dozen medical staff swarmed up and pinned the struggling Chen Xiuqi to the ground. The attending physician came with a strong sedative, and the Song couple looked at the desperately struggling Chen Xiuqi. Qi was so distressed that he shed tears, but he could only be stopped by the armed police.

The attending physician knelt on one knee at Chen Xiuqi's waist, and pressed Chen Xiuqi under his legs. Chen Xiuqi gritted his teeth, turned his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and the needle tube reflected cold light. Chen Xiuqi squinted, feeling an inexplicable feeling Rage welled up in me.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Chen Xiuqi frenziedly freed his hands, stood up straight, kicked the attending doctor far away, got up and was about to run outside, but the animal trap on his body was too entangled, and he couldn't pull it off at all.

After hearing the news, a group of armed police caught the animal net covering Chen Xiuqi's body and dragged Chen Xiuqi to the ground. Song's mother covered her mouth, turned around, and leaned against Song's father's arms. Hissing and crying.

The two sons have the same appearance, but everyone can recognize them at a glance. Apart from their demeanor and personality, Chen Xiuqi's figure is thinner than Song Guangyi's, and his complexion is also sickly white.

But it was such a person, the four armed policemen pressed Chen Xiuqi under him, but still couldn't suppress his powerful explosive power, he was overturned several times, and the rest of the armed policemen held down the animal trap on the ground.

Chen Xiuqi dragged the animal trap and a dozen armed policemen from the door of the ward to the stairs.

"Let go! Let go of me!"

Chen Xiuqi squinted his eyes, and twisted the armed policemen who grabbed his arms. His legs were also embraced by two or three armed policemen. Chen Xiuqi, who had nothing to do, panted, and bit the armed policemen who grabbed his hands. upper arm.

Blood gushed out in an instant, and Chen Xiuqi's white side face was covered with blood beads. No matter how the people behind him kicked and pulled, Chen Xiuqi clenched his teeth and refused to let go.

There was a stabbing pain in his back, Chen Xiuqi rolled his eyes, and the attending physician had injected a sedative into his body.

Chen Xiuqi held on for 10 minutes, finally let go, and fell to the ground with bloodstains all over his side, his eyes staring blankly at the front, the medical staff beside him breathed a sigh of relief, the Song couple stepped forward, twisted Wipe his face with a towel.

After wiping, I put a bite stopper on him, covering most of his face.

Just now when Chen Xiuqi said a few words, even the attending physician was surprised and began to admire Song Guangyi's patience and the affection of the two brothers.

Song's mother wiped his face clean with distress, Chen Xiuqi was still clear-headed, panting on the ground, looking at his son under the trap, the couple wept again.

"Where is Song Guangyi? I want Song Guangyi, I want to see him."

Chen Xiuqi's voice was unbearably hoarse, and he spoke very slowly. With blood-colored eyes, he slowly looked at his parents in front of him. Mother Song saw the prayer in Chen Xiuqi's empty eyes.

Chen Xiuqi's weak hand slowly reached out to Song's mother, the armed police suddenly became nervous, and just about to hold his hand, Chen Xiuqi had already pinched Song's mother's skirt, "Take me away, see Song Guangyi."

Song's mother covered her lips with one hand, her tears seemed to fall to the ground, she looked at the attending physician, who ordered a team of medical staff to follow them, and then took Chen Xiuqi away from the hospital.

The powerful sedative is really powerful. After sitting in the car, Chen Xiuqi couldn't hold on any longer, and fell on Song's father's shoulder exhaustedly. Song's father embraced the lost and recovered young son. Even this unpleasant hug was too late Twenty years.

Chen Xiuqi finally closed his eyes and fell asleep in his father's arms while his mother stroked his head. It was obvious that such a docile person fell asleep, but he could overthrow a dozen armed policemen.

The strong sedative successfully made Chen Xiuqi fall asleep for half an hour, and when he woke up, he just arrived at his destination. Chen Xiuqi straightened up, startled his parents, and went straight to the mourning hall.

The Song couple was surprised, how could Chen Xiuqi know where the mourning hall is?

But Chen Xiuqi just sniffed Song Guangyi's smell and searched for it. Chen Xiuqi found Song Guangyi accurately.

He stepped up the steps and approached Song Guangyi's body slowly. It had been tidied up very decently, as if he had fallen asleep. Chen Xiuqi turned sideways and sat beside Song Guangyi, with his head down, tracing the picture and himself. Exactly the same face.

When touching Song Guangyi's cold face, Chen Xiuqi understood death.

Song Guangyi taught him emotions, taught him life, taught him the rules of this world, and also taught him the meaning of death.

With his own death, he knocked on the closed door in Chen Xiuqi's heart.

For Chen Xiuqi, death is equivalent to coldness and silence.

Fingertips cruising unconsciously on Song Guangyi's face, Chen Xiuqi muttered words, but his voice was too low and hoarse, no one knew what he said, only that his eyes were indifferent and his expression was pious.

A sigh pierced the silence, Chen Xiuqi withdrew his hand, his back was straight, and gradually relaxed, like a dejected puppy, Chen Xiuqi suddenly knew what it was like to be sad.

Sorrow is bitter, and death is also bitter.

The people who followed stood in the middle of the mourning hall, looking at the mentally ill patient they were talking about, and sat quietly beside Song Guangyi.

I don't know how long it was silent, but a soft word broke the silence.

"Brother, liar."

Listening to Chen Xiuqi's words, the Song couple's eyes widened in shock, and then they saw a crystal clear teardrop rolling down from the bloodshot eyes and dripping on the back of Song Guangyi's hand.

Song Guangyi fought his way forward and pulled Chen Xiuqi back from hell to the human world. Song Guangyi sacrificed his life and completely awakened Chen Xiuqi's perception as a human being.

After Song Guangyi's death, Chen Xiuqi gradually became normal, and took up the great responsibility of the Song family alone.

In just five years, the development of the Song family reached its peak. This person who was once regarded as a lunatic was so outstanding that he shocked everyone. However, Chen Xiuqi had another purpose.

He didn't believe that Song Guangyi's death was an accident. He didn't believe that Song Guangyi drove off the cliff by himself.

The case has always been in the bureau, but they couldn't find any clues. Since they couldn't find out, then he came by himself.

Chen Xiuqi leaned on the sofa, listened to the reports of the people under him, and sensitively grasped a person, his father's close friend, and the relationship between the two families has always been good, even his son and Song Guangyi are still young.

Following this line, Chen Xiuqi secretly overturned that person's background, and he was even more certain in his heart that it was this person who, out of jealousy and resentment against Song's father, carried him to the experimental organization as a baby and killed Song Guangyi.

After confirming the truth, Chen Xiuqi made a false visit, went to the door alone, sat in the lobby, and chatted with that person. Through this person's hypocritical appearance, Chen Xiuqi smelled the smell of decay.

A rotten smell from the inside to the outside, which makes people sick and makes people want to crush him to pieces.

Until the evening, the man stayed with Chen Xiuqi for dinner, and Chen Xiuqi was happy to accept it. He sat at their family's dining table, saw his family was happy, his children and grandchildren were full, and Chen Xiuqi calmly went to grab a piece. Tofu, but he hit too hard, and the tofu was crushed.

Amid the teasing laughter of others, a child about three years old used his own spoon to scoop up a piece of tofu for Chen Xiuqi, "Brother, it won't break with a spoon, you see."

Chen Xiuqi looked at him and patted his head, but he didn't eat the piece of tofu.

The child ran up to the second floor of the duplex with his rice bowl in his arms, as if he was looking for something.Wang Gongnv Shen

Chen Xiuqi stood up, the man thought he was going to leave, so he pretended to come up to see off the guest, and walked to the door, Chen Xiuqi turned around, the smile in his eyes instantly pulled away, and his empty eyes met the hypocritical look of the man. laugh.

"Uncle Chen, have you lived with peace of mind in the past twenty years?"

The man restrained his smile, took three steps back, and turned to flee. Chen Xiuqi pulled off his tie, choked the fleeing man back to his body, and pinched the man's jaw from behind, before he had time to shout out. With a sound, a shiny black bayonet pierced into his mouth, and within a second, a piece of red meat fell to the ground.

The man opened his bloody mouth and wanted to call for help, but he couldn't speak.

Half of Chen Xiuqi's face was dotted with red marks, reflecting his ink-painted brows and pale complexion. The man covered his mouth and turned his back in fear, trying to escape.

Everyone else in the hall was scared out of their wits, Chen Xiuqi grabbed the man by the back collar, pulled it in front of him, and took out the seven knives from his jacket, "Shut up, he's the only one to die, If it bothers me, I'll send you one by one."

Originally, he wanted to kill the whole family of this man.

In less than 2 minutes, the man was left with only a blurred body of red flesh, limbs and flesh scattered on the ground, and Chen Xiuqi flicked the blood from the bayonet.

The siren of a police car came from outside the window, and someone secretly called the police. Chen Xiuqi casually glanced at the other people in the room, walked slowly to the French window, and kicked the glass to pieces.

The strong wind blew past Chen Xiuqi's thinned body, and the police lights reflected the night in a strange way, very much like that day, which day?Chen Xiuqi tilted his head, dropped the bayonet in his hand, and looked up at the dark sky.

He thought of Song Guangyi, but there was always a figure overlapping with Song Guangyi's.

It was like a huge hole in his heart, as if there was another person, but that person was gone, and he couldn't remember that person anyway.

The armed police opened the door, and Chen Xiuqi still turned his back to them, looking at the sky that started to rain, and the sudden drizzle fell on his face.

Wet his hair and stuck it to his forehead. The hair that had been combed maturely in the past fell to the side of the ear. A gust of wind blew the hair loose, which made him look a bit childish.

The armed police cautiously approached Chen Xiuqi, and just as he was about to rush forward, Chen Xiuqi turned around slowly, and the rest of the armed police immediately raised their guns, and if he made any abnormal movements, they would be shot dead immediately.

Chen Xiuqi just glanced at the armed policeman who was about to rush forward, and said softly, "Stand back."

Seeing Chen Xiuqi's empty eyes, the armed police subconsciously followed suit and took three steps back. Chen Xiuqi reached out and took out the seven knives from his body, and the moonlight reflected the cold blades brightly.

Chen Xiuqi thought of Song Guangyi using these knives to peel apples and chop vegetables for him. That person who was exactly like himself could do everything with ease.

The sharp knife fell to the ground, and there was a clear and crisp sound of clanking in front of the French windows full of glass shards. There was another gust of wind, and the raindrops fell on his ears. Chen Xiuqi raised his head and fell backwards.

He closed his eyes and thought of Song Guangyi, if there were no such bad things, he would have lived a good life. Chen Xiuqi envied him very much, he was so likable and caring.

But if he can choose once, he doesn't want to be Song Guangyi's younger brother. With such a brother, the pressure is too great.

Of course, it was not easy for Song Guangyi to have such a disobedient brother like him.

And that person, he never had a chance to think of that person again.

But he knew that he really wanted to find him.

But it was too late, and he might never find them again.

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There is still the last thousand words in the past life chapter, which will be sent out after Tangtang recovers her memory.