Every day in the Shura field, I'm doing fancy whitewashing

After Zuo Yi experienced what happened to Zuo Chen, he was particularly concerned about the matter of mental illness, especially after Song Xiu said something like this again, he couldn't feel relieved, so he followed Song Xiu all the time, every step of the way not leave.

"You are like this, how can I rest?" Song Xiu rubbed the center of his brows wearily. He would go to the cemetery every day, and Zuo Yi also followed him. He said helplessly, "Uncle should hand over the company's affairs to Are you?"

Zuo Yi nodded and said, "But I'm far behind my brother, and it's still hard to understand what's inside."

"Some things are difficult to get in touch with at first, but you will get used to them slowly." Song Xiu really regarded Zuo Yi as his own younger brother, he said, "Not only this matter, but also how to behave in the world in the future, the ups and downs of the business world , will learn slowly.”

"I don't quite understand what some people say." Zuo Yi shook his head distressedly, and he said, "For example, when I met Master He some time ago, it was He Yang that day, and he told me that a piece of land in Dongcheng District was about to start Bidding is up."

"That's it. I remember that something happened to the mayor of Dongcheng District last month, right?" Song Xiu laughed, "This is to remind you."

"What do you mean?" Zuo Yi was a little confused.

"If something goes wrong, it doesn't mean you're lost. It depends on who is behind him. Whether this matter can be big or small, and the bidding is going on as scheduled, do you think it can be a big problem?" Song Xiu shook his head, and he said, "He Yang , is indeed a character.”

Zuo Yi paused, shook his head in distress, and said, "Brother Xiu, look, I can't go this way at all, I don't understand, and I won't...Brother Xiu, even if it's for my brother, you Also try to live."

"Did he say it himself?" Song Xiu's eyes were calm, he turned his head to look at the cemetery, and said, "If he said it himself, I will do it. Since he didn't say it himself, then I... want to be myself too. want to do."

"What do you want to do?" A strange voice broke into the chat between the two of them. Song Xiu turned his head in surprise and saw He Yang who was walking over. Song Xiu immediately smiled and said, "Young Master He."

"I heard what you said." He Yang sighed, and he said, "If he heard what you said, he would be so angry that you would vomit blood."

"Huh? What?" Song Xiu felt that he didn't understand what He Yang meant, and only heard He Yang continue, "If you like someone, will you just watch him die? You are sad when he dies." ?"

Song Xiu faintly felt a little weird, he frowned and didn't answer.

He Yang sighed helplessly, and said, "He called me before he died."

Song Xiu's eyes widened in surprise when he heard the words. He didn't expect such a thing to happen. After a moment of stunned, he said, "What did he say?"

"He said." He Yang paused for a moment, then raised his eyes to look seriously into Song Xiu's eyes, and said word by word, "The thing he regrets the most is to confess to you and put you in a dilemma."

Song Xiu's face turned pale slightly, and after a while, he said, "The luckiest thing for me is that I can see my heart clearly."

"Are you sure you see clearly? You are not loving him, you are guilty, you know? This is not love." He Yang shook his head, and he said, "Don't trap yourself, it's unnecessary."

"You are not me, so I don't want to explain any more." Zuo Yi has been looking at him almost every step of the way for the past few days, and he has no choice but to explain, but after Zuo Yi told the Zuo family about the matter, he was punished again The persuasion of the two old people, now, has no choice but to keep silent.

Anyway, liking this kind of thing has always been a matter between two people, and it doesn't need the approval of others.

Song Xiu lowered his eyes, and then he noticed that He Yang's wrist injury was still not healed. It was said to be a small wound before, but after so many days, it was still wrapped in gauze.

Song Xiu bypassed He Yang and left here with Zuo Yi. On the way, Zuo Yi leaned against the co-pilot and asked, "Brother Xiu, what were you looking at just now?"

"Look at the injury on He Yang's wrist." Song Xiu pursed his lips slightly, and he frowned, "Do you think He Yang is a little strange?"

"I don't feel it. I'm not familiar with Young Master He, and I haven't met him a few times. I heard from people in the industry that about half a month ago, Young Master He had an accident while racing. He almost died and fell into a coma for half a month. I just woke up." Zuo Yi shook his head and said, "The He family is different from ours. Their family is more complicated. Although He Yang is a direct descendant, his own ability is not very outstanding, and it can only be said to be enough. Self-preservation."

Song Xiu narrowed his eyes for a moment, he probably noticed something was wrong - He Yang's aura was really inexplicably familiar.

After returning to Zuo's house, the servant said that Zuo's father was waiting for Song Xiu in the study. Song Xiu paused, then put his coat aside, went upstairs and went to Zuo's father's study.

Father Zuo seemed to be on the phone. When Song Xiu just walked to the door of the study, he hung up the phone. After hearing the knock on the door, he turned his head to look at Song Xiu, and said, "Little Xiu, come in. .”

Song Xiu looked at the person in front of him, he was somewhat similar to Zuo Chen, and his aura was also somewhat similar. Maybe Zuo Chen would have such a calm aura after a few more years of experience, seeing more things, and going through some things. Bar?

In Song Xiu's memory, Zuo's father has always been more dignified, but now he looks like he has aged several decades, with both temples and white hair exposed. It can be seen that Zuo Chen's death is a big deal for Zuo It was an unbearable blow.

In this world, which pair of parents can accept a white-haired person to send a black-haired person?

"In the past, when I came back, Zuo Chen would report to me on work here and share some of his own opinions. He is a smart man who can understand a lot of things. If time passes, he will definitely be able to take over my position and secure this position. The top position in the group." Father Zuo shook his head with a smile, and he said, "Because of my innocence, I have high hopes for him. He has no childhood, no interest, and his whole life is for the company."

Song Xiu noticed that when Zuo's father talked about Zuo Shen, he used the title Quanmin, but when talking about Zuo Yi, he would call him "Xiaoyi".

Song Xiu also remembered that he seemed to be like this too.

Then... since when did he start to look like this?

Song Xiu couldn't help but think of Zuo Chen's pale face lying on the hospital bed, of the bruises on the back of his hands, of him...too many, and in the end, all the memories converged on the sentence "Is it because I'm also sick and dying?" Only then will you take a look at me."

But Song Xiu didn't give him any answer.

Thinking of this, Song Xiu felt pain in his heart, and his fingertips couldn't help trembling, but Zuo's father had already turned around. He looked at the books on the bookcase and said, "These things are all from Zuo Chen. I have read all of them before, he is a very smart and smart person, whether it is about the company's decision-making or some policy trends, even I feel a little ashamed..."

Father Zuo seemed to be nostalgic, and reached out his hands to touch these books. His back was facing Song Xiu, so Song Xiu couldn't see his expression, and only felt that the old man seemed to be a little stooped for a moment.

"But he died." Father Zuo said, "But he left, I don't know if I put too much pressure on him, that's why he couldn't stand it..."

"The doctor said..." Song Xiu paused, Zuo's father is Zuo Chen's father, so it is impossible for him not to know what the doctor said, or even know more than him.

"I regret it, my son." This was the first time Song Xiu heard the word "regret" from this resolute old man, but before Father Zuo finished speaking, he shook his head with a smile, and said , "He hasn't lived a day of free and easy life. A child like him should be driving a sports car and playing around when he is ten years old...but he didn't. He has been by my side all the time."

"uncle……"

"Xiaoyi has already told me about you and him." The old man turned his head to look at Song Xiu, and said, "You are also my son, I lost one son, and I can't lose another one, you understand?"

really.

Song Xiu stood where he was, neither agreed nor refused. He just stood there, but the old man in front of him suddenly smiled and said, "You are still the same as when you were a child. When you encounter things you don't want to agree to, you keep silent all the time. .”

Song Xiu spoke after a while, "I have no intention of committing suicide."

"You young people's word games, don't play." The old man opened a drawer in the bookcase, took out the book inside, handed it to Song Xiu, and said, "It's for you."

"Mine?" Song Xiu took the notebook, glanced down, and then understood what the old man meant—this is Zuo Chen's diary.

He suddenly felt that the notebook in his hand was as heavy as a thousand catties, so heavy that he could hardly lift his hand.

"Go, let's go and have a look." The old man shook his head and said, "I'm old, and everything in the Zuo family will depend on you to fight for it, Xiaoxiu, you are the son I have raised for more than 20 years. "

Song Xiu's throat was slightly choked, he didn't know what to say, he just lowered his head slightly and said, "I understand."

After exiting the study, he walked to his room, holding a thick diary in his hand.

In the study room, the sun slantingly shines on the outside. There are many awards and photos on the desk, all of which are Zuo Shen without exception. Some pages have turned yellow. These are the traces of Zuo Shen's growth. , Some are young and immature, some are young and vigorous, young and frivolous, and some are grown up, and they are stable in every word.

He was a person who never made people worry, but when he left, he was so decisive.

He is not choosing, he is being forced to escape from this world.

In a panic, he exited in embarrassment.

A little bit of water stains were rendered from the yellowed pages. The old man put the glasses with golden frames aside and sighed softly, "My son."

Zuo Shen was his lifetime pride.

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-2723:57:56~2019-12-2821:38:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: tangerine tangerine, 1 piece of meat sauce;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Jiangnan Yayun; 4 bottles of Qiu; 1 bottle of Daphne;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!