Fang Li said: "Yes." She said, "I'll take someone with me, too." ”

Fang Li took her father, Lao Fang.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, they met at the café.

Zhou Xufang got there, saw someone, and greeted first: "Hello, Uncle Fang." Jiang Zhi's face was not very kind and friendly, and he sat next to Zhou Xufang with a gloomy face.

The old man was so excited that he was about to cry.

"This is my dad. Fang Li felt that it was still necessary to formally introduce it.

Zhou Xufang nodded, Jiang Zhi had already told her.

After saying hello, there was silence.

Fang Ideal called the waiter over first and ordered something to drink.

"Ideal. Zhou Xufang opened his mouth first.

"Huh?" Today's Fang Ideal was not as energetic as usual, and he couldn't laugh, looking at Zhou Xufang, his eyes were ...... It's sad.

Zhou Xufang was very calm, as usual: "When did you recognize me?"

She hoped that she would not have recognized it at the beginning.

Fang Ideal repeatedly stirred the cup of coffee in front of him: "That time in the dressing room of the film and television city, I saw your necklace, and I recognized it at that time." She explained, "Every time Lao Fang gets drunk, he tells me about you, and I can memorize it." ”

Zhou Xufang nodded.

It's not good at the beginning, when they find out, they're already friends, that's it.

After Fang Li finished speaking, he stabbed her father with his elbow: "Old Fang, let's recruit it." ”

The old man hadn't brewed yet, and he was a little at a loss, so he picked up the ice drink in front of him, poured it, and calmed down before speaking.

"There were three people trapped in the fire, the housekeeper had died, and the gardener had injured his left eye. ”

The third person is Zhou Xufang.

Lao Fang exhaled and continued: "You were seriously injured at the time, and when I carried you out, you were already unconscious. ”

At that time, the Locke family was on fire, and the external rhetoric was two dead and one injured.

Actually, no, when Zhou Xufang came out of the fire, he was still angry.

Lao Fang said: "The ambulance was waiting outside, and there was no one in the Luo family to follow the car, so I went up." Lao Fang fell into memory, and it took a long time to come out, and the expression on his face was already solemn, "There were two nurses in the car, and a male doctor, on the way to the hospital, the male doctor announced the time of death. ”

After a pause, Lao Fang looked at Zhou Xufang and said, "But at that time, you were still alive." ”

Jiang Zhi asked, "That doctor, do you still have an impression?"

Lao Fang shook his head: "He is wearing a mask, about 1.7 meters, and his voice should be middle-aged." ”

"Which hospital?"

"Elder Hospital. ”

Elder Hospital.

Luo Qinghe's uncle, Xiao Yi.

Jiang Zhi's eyebrows turned cold, and he asked again, "What conditions did he set for you?"

Lao Fang's eyes were red, and his strong sense of self-blame made him unable to raise his head: "Ideal was hospitalized at the time and had to have heart surgery, but because of the cost, it has been delayed." ”

Zhou Xufang looked at Fang Ideal.

She had her head down, her nose red.

Lao Fang choked up as he spoke: "I asked the doctor to take you away, and then told the Luo family...... Say that your rescue is ineffective. ”

The old man wiped his eyes, and the old tears were rampant: "I'm not human, I-"

Zhou Xufang interrupted him: "You carried me out." She calmly said, "If it weren't for you, I would have died in the fire." ”

There was no resentment in her tone.

"That's two different things, I'm a firefighter and it's my duty to save you. "Even if he carried the person, he was not qualified to sell that life.

This is the case, he sold a child's life for the sake of his daughter.

"I am the one who has created iniquity. ”

The father and daughter sitting opposite each other were about to cry, one with a pair of red eyes.

Zhou Xufang was a little sad, for herself, and for the father and daughter, she guessed that in the past eight years, they must have been condemning themselves.

Therefore, when Fang Li recognized her, Lao Fang came to the community where she lived as a doorman, probably to make up for her.

In fact, after careful calculation, she is both the victim and the beneficiary: "You saved me twice." She said, "If I had been rescued that night, I wouldn't have survived today, and what those people wanted was my death." ”

Serendipity.

Lao Fang happened to give the Luo family the news of her death.

Zhou Xufang's eyes were quiet, and he said slowly: "Uncle Fang, you don't have to blame yourself, whether you want it or not, you saved me twice." ”

The old man burst into tears when he heard this.

Xiao Fang also shed tears.

Father and daughter cried like dogs.

The old man sobbed: "There is one more thing, the injuries on your body do not seem to be caused by fire." He pointed to the top of his chest, "You have a big hole here, but I didn't see a sharp weapon at the scene, I suspect," Speaking of this, the old man was heartbroken, "I suspect murder." ”

At that time, this child was only fourteen years old, what kind of hatred did he have to treat her like this.

Murder......

So I want her to die.

After Lao Fang and Ideal left, Zhou Xufang sat there in a daze.

Eori asked in her ear, "What are you thinking?"

Her thoughts drifted a little, and her eyes were empty: "After I escaped from the laboratory, I didn't have any scars on my body because of my self-healing and regenerative abilities. She reached out and pressed it to the top of her chest, where there was a scar, the size of a thumb, as if she were talking to herself, "The scar here must be the wound from the fire, it's steel bar." ”

She raised her eyes, looked at Jiang Weaving, and said, "It's made of steel bar." ”

It's steel bars and hammers, chiseled out of the wounds.

"I just can't figure it out, I'm already in the fire, do you want to kill me? Are you afraid that the fire won't kill me?" she thought she wouldn't be sad if she didn't remember.

It doesn't seem to be.

It turns out that there are people in this world who are so desperate for her to die, and that person is likely to be her blood relative.

Eori put her hand on the back of her hand and gently pressed the scar: "Does it still hurt now?"

She shook her head: "It's good morning, it doesn't hurt." ”

Eori took her hand and put it to her lips and kissed it.

"Eori. ”

"Hmm. ”

She asked him, "Could it be that I made a big mistake?"

When she was still a child, how much mistake she could make. Jiang Zhi shook his head and said to her, "It is they who have committed a crime, and it is their crime that is unforgivable." ”

Bad people do bad things, it's the fault of bad people.

Jiang Zhi said: "Criminals are criminals, don't make any reasonable point for their cruelty, no matter what excuse, it can't be a reason to commit a crime." ”

Zhou Xufang nodded.

"Do you know who the doctor in the ambulance is?"

"It's just speculation. Jiang Zhi said, "It may be Luo Qinghe's uncle, he is a doctor of biomedical science, it should be that he sent you to the gene laboratory, as for his purpose, it is not clear." ”

Outside, the rain was still falling.

The winter rain is bitterly cold.

Tang Xiang's office was on the eighth floor of Luo's Group, and when the internal line rang, she picked up the phone and answered it.

"Mr. Tang. The secretary of the general manager's office said, "There is a gentleman who wants to see you." The secretary added, "This gentleman he has not made an appointment. ”

Tang wanted to put aside the signed documents: "His surname is noble." ”

The secretary said: "He said his surname was Zhou. ”

Tang Xiang suddenly remembered that Zhou Xufang also happened to be surnamed Zhou, and she knew who this Mr. Zhou was: "Help me book a seat in a nearby café." ”

"Okay, Mr. Tang. ”

The café was very close to Luo's, and Tang Xiang arrived at the store in ten minutes.

The other party was already waiting, in a wheelchair.

Tang wanted to walk over: "Hello, Anchor Zhou." ”

Zhou Qingrang raised his head, a pair of eyes were clear, black and white, there was no trace of fireworks in them, and there was no trace of earthly turbidity, he said, "Hello." ”

Like a person in a painting, beauty is beautiful, a little less vivid, and incompatible with the world.

is much different from him in memory. Tang wanted to pull out a chair and sit down: "There are many people in the company, please forgive me for being here." ”

Zhou Qingrang's tone was very light: "It's okay. ”

Tang wanted a glass of warm water and looked at the elegant and clean man opposite: "You are looking for me, is there something wrong?"

He was sitting in a wheelchair, which was a little higher than the chair in the store, and from Tang Xiang's angle, he could just see his face, and his skin was very white, probably because of a long illness.

He was in poor health because he had been lying in the hospital for fifteen years, and his leg should be very painful on this rainy day.

Tang Xiang's gaze couldn't help but fall on his lap, he should not be wearing a prosthetic, and one side of the blanket was empty.

He put the hospital's payment certificate on the table and said, "During my hospitalization, it was your father who helped me pay the hospitalization fee. ”

For fifteen years, it has been.

Tang Xiang's eyes were slightly red, and he lowered his head and took a sip of water: "He is no longer alive." ”

Her father, who was an upright man, was just a little timid.

Zhou Qingrang took out a card and pushed it in front of her: "Thank you." He solemnly said, "Thank you." ”

When he was hospitalized, he was only 14 years old and had no relatives.

If it weren't for her father, he would have been dead, and this 'thank you' came too late, but I still have to say it, I have to say it to my family.

A word of thanks made Tang Xiang burst into tears, she raised her head, wiped away her tears with a smile, looked at Zhou Qingrang, and called him: "Little uncle, do you remember me? ”

When Zhou Qingrang defected to the Luo family, he was fourteen years old, and Tang Xiang was only five years old.

The child of the Luo family is only a little older, and he is called stinky and begging for food, only Tang wants to chase him and call him little uncle.

Zhou Qing bowed his head, and there was a very faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Remember, you are not good at math." ”

Tang wanted to study early, at that time, just went to school, because of his young age, he couldn't learn well, especially mathematics, one plus two she knew was equal to three, two plus one, she didn't know how many equals.

She took a book bigger than her face to the second floor to find her little uncle, and shouted softly: "Little uncle, little uncle." The little girl doll climbed on the bed in the room on two short legs, put the book on it, and asked in a milky voice, "How do you do this?"

At that time, the young man was born with red lips and white teeth, and he loved to laugh, and his eyes were crooked when he smiled: "This question was taught yesterday." ”

The little girl hammered her head in annoyance: "I forgot about it again." ”

She's so stupid, and she doesn't know how many two plus one is.

The boy was patient, grabbed her hand, and taught her to count with her hands.

Downstairs, the girl was shouting, "Qingrang, Qingrang." ”

The gentle and gentle voice is a girl from the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

The little girl didn't want to count, so she climbed out of bed and pulled the teenager's school uniform: "Aunt Qingmeng is calling you." ”

The gentle girl shouted again downstairs, saying, "It's time to eat." ”

The young man upstairs responded, "It's here." ”

That year, Zhou Qingmeng just came to the Luo family, not yet seventeen years old, is the most fancy age for girls, she brought her younger brother to the Luo family to join, the Luo family placed their sisters and brothers in the small bungalow where the next person lived, the first floor lived Tang Xiang's family of three, and the second floor lived the Zhou family sisters and brothers.

Tang wanted to get up: "Little uncle." ”

Zhou Qing asked the hand pushing the wheelchair to stop, he sat in the wheelchair and turned around.

Tang Xiang looked at him with red eyes: "Car accident." She choked, "My father said it wasn't an accident. ”

The high-spirited young man back then was already missing a leg, weak and lonely.

He didn't say anything, pushed the wheelchair and walked away, his emaciated back straight.

On the day of his sister's accident, the weather was the same as today, it was very cold and rainy. It was Monday and he was staying at the school.

At ten o'clock in the evening, he received a call from his sister.

"Sister. ”

On the phone, the wheezing sound was urgent, and no one spoke.

He shouted again: "Sister?"

His sister cried on the phone and shouted, "Qingrang." ”

Frightened, he got up from the bed in the dormitory, took his coat and ran out: "What's wrong?"

"Qingrang," she was still crying, shouting, "Qingrang, save me......"

Her voice was shaking, scared, helpless, and desperate.

He was in a hurry and ran into the rain without an umbrella: "Where are you?"

His sister didn't answer, her voice getting farther and farther away.

"Sister. ”

"Sister!"

There was no sound over there.

He ran like crazy and ran towards Locke's house, and before he could see his sister, he collapsed and fell at the door of Locke's house, and a car pressed past his lap......

This lie down is fifteen years, he has been a vegetative person for fifteen years, and when he wakes up again, things are not human, and his sister is gone.

He sat in a wheelchair, covering his heart, his heart was twitching, he was like a dehydrated fish, stretching his neck, breathing heavily, his pale face slowly turned red, and all the green tendons on his neck burst out.

Can't breathe......

He clung to the armrest of his wheelchair, his fingernails hanging on it.

"Sir!"

"Sir!"

The young girl bent down and grabbed his hand: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Qingrang held the hand tightly, and his throat seemed to be blocked: "Medicine." He was trembling all over, his face was already blue, and he grabbed the hands of the person in front of him, like grasping the last straw, "Medicine ......"

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In this chapter, he cried like a dog.